<?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-7412046862326712951</id><updated>2012-01-30T08:24:31.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone Ranger's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5239092877517275472</id><published>2011-03-25T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T08:01:07.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 March 2011</title><content type='html'>A week has passed, attachment looks good so far. Today, Jiesheng and I played pool and table soccer with the staff there. Well, we had nothing to do so we were slacking around at the level 8 pantry which have 2 table soccer and a pool table. We did paperwork for the staff there and we finished it quickly so that is the reason we were bored. We have not been briefed by the facility manager there so we couldn't do lab work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch break, a staff called Guy was sharing his experience of his work life. He told both of us about a conference he attended. Among the speakers for the conference, there was a scientist who discover Nipah Virus. He was telling the audience that he discovered a new strain of virus and he called it "yet-to-be-named" virus. The reason is that he do not know what to call it. That is pure pawnage... A scientist discovered a new virus yet do not know what to call it. How epic can that get? Guy has a project but apparently he is doing alone. He shared that his head told him that the project consist of him, him and only him. He put it in another way: The project consist of Guy, Guy and only Guy. I was laughing my ass out. Well, first week is usually orientation week. Things are free and easy. Not to mention BORING. Hope there is a bit of work to do next week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5239092877517275472?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5239092877517275472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5239092877517275472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5239092877517275472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5239092877517275472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2011/03/25-march-2011.html' title='25 March 2011'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-681018545032077313</id><published>2011-03-22T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T06:41:09.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 March 2011</title><content type='html'>Second day of attachment, I have met my supervisor and it turns out that it is a female. The name sounds like a guy's name. I was asked to fill up the pipette tips.. Apparently, I lost count of how many I did but there is at least 20+. My friend and I did at least 40+ within 4 hours =.=lll Jiesheng and I have to do that again for tomorrow =w=lll On the bright side, I learnt a new technique called Shell-Vial Technique. NYP didn't teach this technique =.=lll The staffs there are very nice and friendly. I still don't know who the heck is my partner... There is a pantry at level 8. In the pantry, there is a pool table, 2 table soccer, magazines and television. Also, microwave and other common pantry equipments. Forget to mention this, the lift there is quite special. In the lift, there is only "Door Open" and "Door Close" button. You have to press the floor that you want to go outside the lift and the screen will tell you which lift to take. Awesome or what? XD Tired but interesting.. I starting to like this attachment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-681018545032077313?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/681018545032077313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=681018545032077313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/681018545032077313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/681018545032077313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2011/03/22-march-2011.html' title='22 March 2011'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4233054412146616992</id><published>2011-03-20T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:11:02.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 March 2011</title><content type='html'>The day before the start of my attachment, feeling? Mixed including a bit of sick. It could have due to the change of weather. Hopefully I don't screw the first day of attachment. I going to give the best, major chance to pull up GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I rarely text her. She is busy working. From the start, I should have listen to my friends' advice. We just have the fate to be friends or close friends but no affinity for higher level. Back then, I was living in denial, refusing to admit. Felt as if I just dropped from 100th storey buliding, the feel of falling. I miss my close friends and those who I hang out/slack with. But too bad, we have our own lifestyle and work to attend to. For now, those memories spent with her can be kept at the back of my mind. Moments that become memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do check out this song titled &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQY4dIxY1H4"&gt;"What Are Words" by Chris Medina&lt;/a&gt;. I find the lyrics are very meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4233054412146616992?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4233054412146616992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4233054412146616992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4233054412146616992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4233054412146616992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2011/03/20-march-2011.html' title='20 March 2011'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8450255814989619442</id><published>2011-01-23T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T07:00:49.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>"Even if the morrow is barren of promises,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing shall forestall my return,&lt;br /&gt;To become the dew that quenches the land,&lt;br /&gt;To spare the sands, the seas, the skies&lt;br /&gt;I offer thee this silent sacrifice"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8450255814989619442?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8450255814989619442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8450255814989619442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8450255814989619442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8450255814989619442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2011/01/23-jan-2010.html' title='23 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-206736193087544429</id><published>2011-01-21T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T06:42:57.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>When my friends and I talk about relationship, I most probably hearing things that the other half control them. That is pretty common until I am not surprised to hear it. For me, I do not like to control my other half. Simple reason, she will have her own lifestyle as well. Freedom, that is another reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to be controlled totally? Answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who control their gf/bf is because they scare of losing them, this is the most logical reason I can come up with. There are other reasons as well. If your relationship is good, why scare? You have nothing to fear. You can't be selfish and keep your other half from contacting his/her friends. I find it as a act of selfishness. People who control their gf/bf are nowhere any different from a dictator, seriously. Guy who control his gf is seriously a freaking disgrace. I hate guys who said they put down their pride to ask for a patch up when they are actually in fault. These type of guys are INSULTS to the real man's pride. Seriously speaking, there is quite a long list of types of people which I hate.... What I can do? Learn from their mistake and don't commit such selfish mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-206736193087544429?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/206736193087544429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=206736193087544429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/206736193087544429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/206736193087544429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2011/01/21-jan-2010.html' title='21 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8222495506106614338</id><published>2011-01-15T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:00:52.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>It has been some time since the last time I walked in a drizzle. Today, I had my haircut as my hair was getting long. Out of boredom, I read all my sms inbox and noticed one of the message which I previously did not pay attention to. It seems that she gave her new number beforehand. I sms-ed her through that number, she asked me who am I. I answered her question and she asked if she gave me her new number. I replied that she did give. After awhile, it died. I texted her how have she been. No reply ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my turn to have my haircut, there was tevelsion showing some old chinese drama. There is one part whereby the girl said that all guys keep their stuff/secrets/emotion (well, basically everything) in their heart. True, same goes to me as well. I am no exception from that sentence. Rarely will I share with my friends my troubles, sorrows and others. I listen to my friends pouring out their feelings. Most of the time, the issue or the problem lies with me. No point sharing if I don't do anything and just saying it. Sometimes, it just that I feel even if I tell them, they can't help much about it. For me, when I can't help my friend, I felt useless. I am not sure about my friends if they feel the same way. But still, I won't tell them just in case if they feel the same way as me. So usually, I blog but I won't reveal much as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my friend was chatting with me on Twitter. Well, not exactly like MSN chat though. She asked me not to be emotional so much. Well, it's hard not to be that way when you miss someone. Don't you think so? She shared with me if she miss someone, she would just cry. I wish I could but I guess I have no tears left? The last time I cried was when I was in Secondary 1. Ever since then, I didn't cry even when my grandmother passed away. I was sad back then when she passed away, just no tears coming out. She said that I was strong. This leads me to think of a double-edged sword. Both side of the double-edged sword can be used. In life, most things are like a double-edged sword. Good and bad, strong and weak and others. What you see might be just one sided. I may seems to be strong but I do have my weakest moment. I may seem cheerful but I do have my saddest moment. By the way, what is the definition of "Strong" in life? Physically? Mentally? Emotionally? Spiritually? How would you define strong? I know one thing is for sure: I am not strong... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked in the drizzle... It was ages since I last did that. Nowadays, it keep raining. I am always tempted to walk in the drizzle but it was not at the right time. Everytime it drizzles, I also have my bag of notes with me or my laptop. Today, I had my keys with me only. So I just walked in the drizzle and at the same time, it made me feel better. It also straighten my thoughts as well. I am nothing, why should I go into relationship since I have nothing to give to my the other half? What I can give is something that is not practical or essential for survival. It's no wonder she ignores me. I have no idea what's going on and I having guess about it. Well, I roughly got her message that asking me to leave her alone.... I guess I am too sticky and irritating. I am depriving her from her freedom and interuppting her focus. I actually unknowing did something that I didn't want to do in the first place. Now, just let me "disappear" for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8222495506106614338?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8222495506106614338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8222495506106614338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8222495506106614338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8222495506106614338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2011/01/15-jan-2010.html' title='15 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1574164259324089908</id><published>2010-12-31T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T06:38:47.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Dec 2010</title><content type='html'>Last day of 2010. Not much to post about. The incident happened close to one month ago. The impact was strong and till now, I still the side effects of it. It totally shaked me off track seriously. Meanwhile, what I can do is to hope and pray. As my friend told me: "What's yours in life shall not be taken away from you", these words somehow give me hope and install fear in me as well. Quite contradicting.. Well, 2010 is a closed chapter once it pasts 12.00am. A new chapter awaits, a new year starting with a bang. I hope everything will turn out smoothly for everyone adn all the best for them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1574164259324089908?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1574164259324089908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1574164259324089908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1574164259324089908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1574164259324089908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/12/31-dec-2010.html' title='31 Dec 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6173730355695186583</id><published>2010-12-19T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T05:00:52.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Dec 2010</title><content type='html'>Verse 1: &lt;br /&gt;The last that ever she saw him, carried away by a moonlight shadow,&lt;br /&gt;He passed on worried and warning, carried away by a moonlight shadow,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a riddle that Saturday night, far away on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;he was caught in the middle of a desperate fight, and she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2: &lt;br /&gt;The trees that whisper in the evening, carried away by a moonlight shadow,&lt;br /&gt;Sing the song of sorrow and grieving, carried away by a moonlight shadow,&lt;br /&gt;All she saw was a silhouette of a gun, far away on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;He was shot six times by a man on the run, and she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: &lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray, I see you in heaven far away,&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray, I see you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;Four a.m. in the morning, carried away by a moonlight shadow,&lt;br /&gt;I watched your vision forming, carried away by a moonlight shadow,&lt;br /&gt;Star was glowin' in a silvery night, far away on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;Will you come to talk to me this night, but she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: &lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray, I see you in heaven far away,&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray, I see you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lyrics for the song "Moonlight Shadow" which I have been listening to it over and over again for the past few days... Apparently, there are different version but I like this version the best. The tune is representing the emotions that I am feeling now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0df2IDaJAM"&gt;Youtube: Moonlight Shadow by Groove Coverage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6173730355695186583?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6173730355695186583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6173730355695186583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6173730355695186583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6173730355695186583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/12/19-dec-2010.html' title='19 Dec 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-440084950793770825</id><published>2010-12-17T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T23:40:59.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Dec 2010</title><content type='html'>I went out with my mum to Nex shopping mall this morning and at the same time, I went to settled my ATM card because of my mistake. The other day I lost my wallet and I cancelled my ATM card. They sent a new ATM card to me along with my new pin which is a seperated letter. When I went to activate the card, I didn't check and as a result, the new card is also blocked. Best joke. After that, my mum and I went to Nex to do some window shopping. I saw there is a G2000 store and quickly went in to check it out. I saw this black tie.. I like it seriously, I don't really like my clothes to have so many patterns on it. I prefer it simple. There were a few formal wear that caught my attention as well... Haha... Next, we went to Fairprice and bought some stuff. Then we both came across the wine section, I was like "Hmmm, I had never try white wine yet. All along, I was drinking red white.". I asked my mum if we could buy one bottle of white wine and she agreed. We ended up buying one bottle of white wine and one bottle of red wine XD WEE~ Hehe... I shall strike the white wine first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-440084950793770825?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/440084950793770825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=440084950793770825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/440084950793770825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/440084950793770825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/12/18-dec-2010.html' title='18 Dec 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6546198553688512805</id><published>2010-12-11T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T05:43:44.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Dec 2010</title><content type='html'>Recently, I watched a movie called 'The Sister's Keeper'. The main plot is whereby a girl name Kate was suffering acute promyelocytic leukemia, a cancer of the blood and bone marrow. In order to save Kate, the parents decided to 'genetically engineered' a child. This child name Anna. From birth, Anna has been dontaing bone marrow, blood and umbilical cord to keep Kate alive. Till the age of 13, Anna was required to donate one of her kidney to keep her alive. However, once Anna donate her kidney, she might not be able to lead a normal life like playing soccer and be a mother. Anna filed for medical emancipation which will protect Anna from any transplant of her body parts. Of course, her mother was in rage and both of them fought the case in court. In the end, Anna won. During the trials, Anna had memory flashback of how close she was with her sister. Along the trials, a saddening truth unfolded. It turned out that Kate was the one who told Anna to filed for medical emancipation as Kate did not want to live any longer. Kate knew that Sara, her mum would not listen nor accept Kate's request. So Kate asked Anna to file for it. Sara broke into tears as she did not want to lose Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was watching, I have these thoughts: 'How did my mum and dad feel when both of them were told that my dad had colorectal cancer', 'How did my mum feel when my dad moved on?' and others. Most of the question or thoughts was mainly revolved around my dad's cancer, my dad and my mum. While I was watching and thinking about those, I can't help it but to let a few tears dropped. It has been a long time since a tear dropped from my eye. I really miss him even though I have not much memories of him. The main reason I took this course and choosen the R&amp;amp;D track is to join the fight against cancer. One of my personal goals is to prevent family from suffering/breaking up by cancer. After watching this movie, I was more motivated to work hard to work towards my goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6546198553688512805?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6546198553688512805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6546198553688512805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6546198553688512805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6546198553688512805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/12/11-dec-2010.html' title='11 Dec 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5469190152296542425</id><published>2010-11-19T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T02:23:51.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Nov 2010</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty bad... After lecture, I had lunch with my secondary school junior and one of them is freaking violent. She keep kick me and whack me. Then I was having a slight headache still go whack my head. That one really made me a bit angry. I showed her a serious look and told her that I having headache and ask her to stop hitting my head. Of course, she was scared and said yes. Not that I bully her, she is easily scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went up to their "classroom" to play Dota with Avery and others. Avery got killed pretty badly. His record was only 6 death and more than 10 deaths. I thought he was good but apparently, not really. We have fun. I headed off to meet some friends and when I was on the way, I felt the dull pain in my chest. Most probably is the heart again. I felt like I was being stunned or something, did not feel the pulse at that second. 3 times, it happen today. Troublesome heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5469190152296542425?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5469190152296542425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5469190152296542425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5469190152296542425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5469190152296542425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/11/19-nov-2010.html' title='19 Nov 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-2383208815352943860</id><published>2010-11-11T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T06:30:36.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Nov 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am not in pretty good mood.. I shall keep the post short. The girl I liked recently broke up and I confessed to her... Best part is that she patch up with her ex-boyfriend today. That totally send me crashing down. I got high hopes for this and fell pretty badly. What a plunge.. &lt;/span&gt;Ouch? Yeap... Definitely ouch to the max. I really like her.. Things just didn't work out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god sister is also feeling down. But I didn't let her know cause she got enough. I comforted her and let her rest on my shoulder. At the same time, I gently rested on her and comforted both of us at the same time. Seeing her cry is like wrenching my heart... Then in the end, she stopped crying and felt better. I was still disappointed and still calming myself down. Relationship... Next time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-2383208815352943860?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2383208815352943860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=2383208815352943860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2383208815352943860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2383208815352943860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/11/11-nov-2010.html' title='11 Nov 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8571579772751199456</id><published>2010-08-14T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T06:16:58.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 August 2010</title><content type='html'>People may think that drills is tough. But to me, it is a way to move smartly on parade ground and show the pride of wearing the uniform. Let it be the No. 4 uniform (Army Land combat uniform) or the No. 1 uniform (White formal uniform), movements must be smart to bring out the pride and smartness. The recent National Day Parade or as always, movements are smart.It totally brings the 'wow' out from the people who are watching the parade. When I teach my juniors about drills, whether it is arm drills or stationary drills, I will make sure they do it with smartness otherwise will be repeat. During secondary school, I was glad that I was able to attend the Advanced Drill Course (ADC). Then again, I kind of forget some. Luckily, there is a refresher course after I become an officer. I will definitely make sure my cadets able to carry out every single drill properly and smartly just like national day parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8571579772751199456?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8571579772751199456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8571579772751199456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8571579772751199456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8571579772751199456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/08/14-august-2010.html' title='14 August 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7948666462577353889</id><published>2010-08-11T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T06:14:55.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 August 2010</title><content type='html'>The past few days was pretty AWESOME! YEA PEOPLE! AWESOME! NDP parade in secondary school have a new history written by NCC! National Day Observation Ceremony was a great success! It was so successful to the extend that the citizen actually take photo with the cadets in No. 1 uniform. My secondary school have 2 runner in the YOG torch relay. Much things going on secondary school XD. New friends were made during these events. Relationship between UG is definitely better than last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming. Let's put aside exam first. I have recently got a few new targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Targets:&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to swim (so I can enjoy water sports as well!)&lt;br /&gt;-Play an accoustic guitar (Music is what calms me down and allowing me to express my emotions freely)&lt;br /&gt;-Gym to keep myself fit (last time, don't really gym much or rather rarely.)&lt;br /&gt;-Learn Apologize (One Republic), Superman (Five for Fighting), Price of Freedom (Takeharu Ishimoto) and other song that comes into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;-Study hard for exam to pursue my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I guess I am too random. Blog next time. Cya around =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7948666462577353889?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7948666462577353889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7948666462577353889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7948666462577353889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7948666462577353889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/08/11-august-2010.html' title='11 August 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1249734306341934065</id><published>2010-07-30T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T05:11:22.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 July 2010</title><content type='html'>I had one hour of marketing lecture and 1.5 hours of practical test. I was so freaking sleepy during the lecture. It was partly due to the cold weather in the morning and the lecture was boring as usual. Followed by Analytical Biochemistry practical test, I was pretty nervous. Niva, who was in front of me, told me that my movement was pretty 'automated'. I screwed the practical test. I actually mistook the Bradford reagent as the BSA. But lucky, I managed to work my way out in the end. I re-calculated the remaining Bradford reagent that is supposed to be added and added into the eppendorf tube. The result seems to be ok as the standards solution shows an increasing absorbance reading which it is supposed to be. It appears that I was not the only one that make the mistake. But overall, it was ok. Joke of the day~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1249734306341934065?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1249734306341934065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1249734306341934065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1249734306341934065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1249734306341934065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/30-july-2010.html' title='30 July 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6561409782499592197</id><published>2010-07-24T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:07:21.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 July 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm looking forward to outings next month especially with my working clique. Although they have quited from Fairprice, we still have contact with each other. We are still as close like last time (maybe not for Gladdys). I don't know about her. It appears that there is some issue going and I don't have the full details about it. Since last year, we worked together with each other, hang out with each other. Free and easy. No restrictions at all. We joke, laugh and care each other although we are in different places. Sometimes, outing are organised when one's birthday is closing in. Some of us may not be able to make it for the gathering and instead, they contribute in other ways like gift, wishes and others. To me, it is really the thoughts that counts. It may be a simple outing with simple things and simple gifts but in the end, I appreciate all the thoughts as they really care for me as a friend. I miss those days where we joke at work, disturbing one another and working together. Those days were really AWESOME! The word "awesome" is not really enough to describe it. I'm just using it as an analogy. I remember the times when I met stupid customer and I told them that I would sent the computer screen flying into customer's face. We laughed and had a bit of fun back there. On my birthday, to be honest, I don't mind a simple gathering like dinner as I really hoped to catch up with them in their life. I'm quiting pretty soon as well. Next week would be the last week that I am going to work and it represent the start of my studies. I am going to catch up with all the studies. Now the branch left Nuar and Jin Xiang. Oh well, I will drop by sometime and say hi to them and some of the aunties there who treated very nice. Recently, I found my "long-lost" MP3 player but the ear piece spoiled =.=lll. Crap, I need to get a new one. Haix. Still, the working clique are still the same. Free and easy. Speak freely. This is the way I like best =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6561409782499592197?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6561409782499592197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6561409782499592197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6561409782499592197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6561409782499592197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/24-july-2010.html' title='24 July 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7582051870417646807</id><published>2010-07-09T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T07:50:32.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 July 2010</title><content type='html'>After yesterday's post, I have been thinking. Wei Keat, since you are tired, sick of it, just leave the clique. Have rest. After you are alright, consider it again. But, I think no need to consider. To prevent it from happening again or history repeating itself, I just stand alone but making friends still. No joining of clique but making friends. This is how I analyse things : When a problem arises, solve it. After solving, think of a prevention. In this case, this is the best prevention. No more stupid gossips around in the clique after I leave. No more this kind of crap happening. There will not be a next time. Leon was like brainwashing me not to leave the clique. Sorry Leon, no can't do. Have to leave. Even I resolve the problem with Guo Wei, still have to leave. I need a break, freedom and beside, it's just leaving the clique only. It's not like we turn into enemy. We may not be that close as before (and I don't think we are that close, since there is gossiping around in the group). I don't want to to face sarcastic people when dealing with issue with requires direct and not beat around the bush communication. At night, I had sent an sms to Cheng Guo Wei saying this, "I'm sorry for not informing you regarding the issue of confronting Lidya. As I hope that honest, unedited words to beard by Lidya. If you feel that there is no sincerity, I apologize again on monday face-to-face. And I believe you heard from Leon that I leaving the clique. I hope that you guys will stay together as a clique as before except that without me. Oce again, I'm sorry. There will not be a second time nor next time. Cya.". This message represents that I have no grudge against Guo Wei. But if he wants to bear the grudge with me, I will not do anything. I will still treat him as normal friends. It will be his business to treat me as a friend or foe. I'm not giving a **** anymore. Leon, I am ALWAYS READY TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO SALVAGE A FRIENDSHIP. I gave up because Guo Wei is not willing to listen. I don't give a **** about pride, diginity if friendship is affected. It's good that Leon, you have see that pride and diginity do kills friendship. Couting down to my freedom..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7582051870417646807?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7582051870417646807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7582051870417646807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7582051870417646807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7582051870417646807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/10-july-2010.html' title='10 July 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6163876768644680385</id><published>2010-07-09T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:00:05.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 July 2010</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;BEFORE YOU READ THIS POST, IF THERE IS ANY THINGS THAT YOU FEEL THAT I SHOULD BE RESPONSIBLE FOR. SAY IT IN FRONT OF ME. I WILL TAKE UP THE *** **** RESPONSIBILITY.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I told myself to patch back the friendship between Guo Wei and I. I offered to print today's Analytical Biochemistry practical today. I photocopied for Leon, Tsz Ting, Guo Wei and Leon but I printed the wrong manuel. I asked Huda to print for them since she need to use a thumbdrive to print her stuff. In the end, Tsz Ting had her own copy. So I gave to Sherry, Leon, Guo Wei and Lidya. I paid the money back to Niva since it was her who paid for the 4 copies. Guo Wei got the 4 copies and he put it on the desk that I was sitting on in a cold attitude. I told myself, "He is still mad at me, never mind. I should give him some time to think about." Throughout the day, he was cold to me. I was unable to understand. Before the practical, there was an one hour lecture of marketing. After the marketing, I called him but he choose to ignore. Once again, I understand how he feels. Around 1pm, I told Leon, Joshua and Guo Wei that we have a meeting for our marketing project. Leon had Japanese lesson which mean Guo Wei and Joshua are able to attend. They did turned up. However, it was not a good meeting as Guo Wei sharing ideas only to Joshua while I sharing ideas with Guo Wei and Joshua. I was talking to the both of them and Guo Wei was talking softly to Joshua. I can still hear them but it was soft and some parts I did not hear it. In the end, the meeting ended shortly after. I told Joshua to discuss online as Guo Wei was unco-operative. He is mixing his personal and studies together as one issue which means he brings the attitude of the incident to the assignment. That is the reason I ended the meeting. Whatever I say, he will not listen. Yesterday, I sent an sms saying that there is meeting today. IF ANYONE DO NOT WISH TO SEE ME TOMORROW, THEY CAN GO BACK AFTER THE PRACTICAL ENDED AND I WILL NOT REPORT TO THE TEACHER. (I missed out the "me" in the original message). This is because I know that Guo Wei most likely will be still angry after what had happened yesterday afternoon. He turned up and I thought he is fine already, ready to get work. In the end, it was not what I expect. He still not ready for work, in fact he still brings the attitude to the meeting. He just comes for the sake of coming. We are close to or already 18 and he is already 18 for crying out loud! He still cannot separate between work and personal life/friends. The meeting is to discuss the assignment, NOT TO SHOW YOUR F***ING ATTITUDE FROM YOUR PERSONAL LIFE OR TO SHOW YOUR UNHAPPINESS TOWARDS ME. WHEN IT IS WORK, TALK ABOUT WORK ONLY. WHEN IT IS PERSONAL LIFESTYLE, WE TALK ABOUT PERSONAL LIFE STUFF. NOT MIXING EVERY SINGLE S*** INTO ONE BIG F***ING LUMP AND DROP THE F***ING BOMB TO ME! 18 YEARS OLD AND YOU STILL STUBBORN, SORRY I CANNOT TOLERATE THIS KIND OF STUBBORNESS IN WORK. I CANNOT TOLERATE PEOPLE WHO MIX PERSONAL AND WORK. But for Guo Wei, I choose to believe it is only for a moment. I believe that he remove his cold attitude towards me and we can be friends again. When i talked to him earlier on the meeting, he told me, 'I regretted saving you back then.' Back to the hamster issue, it was Guo Wei who first told me about it, followed by Lidya. Back then, Guo Wei told he felt that I have the right to know what is going on. SAME GOES HERE! Lidya have the right to know about what is being talked about her behind her back. SIMPLE AS THAT. IF YOU THINK I TRYING TO SABOTAGE YOUR FRIENDSHIP WITH LIDYA, YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND. LIDYA, LEON AND TSZ TING UNDERSTAND ESPECIALLY LIDYA WHO UNDERSTAND ME TOTALLY. Then again, if you had told her how you feel, would this happen? WOULD IT? Instead of telling another person, tell it straight into the person's face. Simple? Yes? If you got the guts, say it straight it the face of that person. IF YOU ARE UNHAPPY WITH ME, SAY IT OUT LOUD IN FRONT OF ME. The way I see now and I can describe it with one word: CHILDISH. We are already young adults, we can talk it out and you choose to show your F***ING childish attitude to me. Wow, maybe you should go back to primary school. You got a mouth, why not talk to me? EVEN IF I TALK TO YOU, WOULD YOU EVEN LISTEN A SINGLE D*** THING INTO YOUR F***ING HEAD? WOULD YOU? CAUSE YOU ARE JUST F***ING TOO STUBBORN! BESIDE STUBBORN, YOU ARE PETTY AS WELL CAUSE YOU BEAR GRUDGES WITH PEOPLE. Enough saying. I'm tired. I'm sick of it. I don't want to join ANY F***ING CLIQUE ANYMORE! I'M BETTER OFF THAN ALONE. AND YES, I REFERING TO CHENG GUO WEI FROM MB0903 WITH THE ADMIN NUMBER OF 094357H. NO MORE F***ING GUESSING GAME! F*** THIS ****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6163876768644680385?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6163876768644680385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6163876768644680385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6163876768644680385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6163876768644680385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/9-july-2010.html' title='9 July 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-156816407628845671</id><published>2010-06-26T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T08:46:36.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 June 2010</title><content type='html'>Just came back from expedition not long, problems already started arising. It was the grouping for HACCP project. There was a miscommunication but it was solved. The miscommunication was the not main problem. It appears that there are issues with one particular person. I will not mention names here. Yup. Still, I insisted on my decision. Firstly, I will try to think of others before me. Second, once I made up my mind, save your effort in changing my decision. I will not change my decision. It was rather saddening that so many people have issue with this person yet they do not speak up. We are all friends, we should communicate better with each other compared to others. If there is any issue/problem/unhappiness, we should have a nice talk with each other and not hiding feelings to themselves. Let's think about it. In a long run, that person may know and get hurt. Why? Cause that person's best friend/clique actually is not happy with him/her but they do not speak up. Worse still, they say it to others and she get to know it later. The meaning of having friends is to help one another, accepting one's flaws and strength, speaking freely when in a clique. When I first heard about it, I felt saddening. I said this a lot of times, "Please say it out if you are unhappy with anything. We are all friends. We are not mind readers, that is why we have a mouth to speak up." I always stress this to my friend. Let it be negative or positive comments, I will still take into consideration and make changes if need to. This is because we are not perfect but we can be a better person. Beside sad, I feel so helpless. Everyone is against one person but I know nothing about it but now. If only I have know it sooner, I can attempt to change their thinking. Since it reach this stage, I will take a step at a time to solve this issue. It may be hard but I believe that it can be solved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-156816407628845671?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/156816407628845671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=156816407628845671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/156816407628845671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/156816407628845671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/06/26-june-2010.html' title='26 June 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-2073762085121078032</id><published>2010-06-25T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T02:38:31.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21-24 June 2010</title><content type='html'>Well, I came back from the expedition last night. Overall, the expedition was fun and at the same time, I learnt and refresh what I have learnt from the previous expedition I went. There are lots of lesson to be learnt from this expedition. New friends were made and I even found my primary school classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 June 2010&lt;br /&gt;We were preparing logistic stuff and having team-bonding session. For me, I feel that the people from ADC were rather friendly. We set off in the night to our desinated checkpoint which is a mosque. The mosque's location was near to the location we were trekking. On the way there, we were in high spirit and singing away. Some were resting. For me, I was chatting away with other people.There a movie titled 'How to Train Your Dragon' being played during the trip but it was not in 3D =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 June 2010&lt;br /&gt;We reached the mosque at 0400 hrs. We rested for another 2 hours before setting off to the foot of the mountain. I wasn't sleeping and again, I was chatting away. At 0600hrs, we woke up and prepared food. We had mashed egg with bread. For my group, we prepared breakfast and moblie lunch as we are one of the 2 groups to trek up the waterfall source. There was a lorry that picked us up from the mosque to the base of the mountain. It seems that we were supposed to go Jerankang waterfall instead of Berkelah waterfall. When we reached Jerankang waterfall, it seems that it was occupied by the Malaysia NSmen. They appears to be having training and so we travelled to Berkelah waterfall. I heard from the ADC people saying that Jerangkang waterfall is better. But it was occupied, so oh well. Leon and I were in different group but we are in the group that supposed to trek up first. On the way up, it did shower a bit but it did not last long. When we reached the camp site, we set up our parsha (I don't know if it is spelled like this). After that, we trekked up to the waterfall source. It was long but fun when on the way up. The scenary was nice especially the course of the waterfall. We saw pitcher plant and some reptiles as well. We reached the waterfall source after 3 hours or more of trekking. Most of us reached there smoothly but Sherry was not feeling well when close to the waterfall. But she recovered from dipping her feet in the cooling water. We have corns, bread as our lunch. We trekked down to prepare out dinner. We did river tracing. Leon was my partner in river tracing as I do not know how to swim. He helped me a lot. I almost drifted with the current but luckily, Shida stretched out her hand just in time. During the process of river tracing, Leon lost his glasses as well. I managed to grab her hand and get to shore safely. We had a star gazing session at night and a team bonding game as well. I regret that I actually slept during the star-gazing session. But I was really tired and I was awake for the night. I did night sentry duty as well. It was fun as I chatted with people who were on different night sentry duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 June 2010&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we had a morning dip in the water and played 'Washing machine'. It was so fun especially the person that was being passed got thrown into the river. After that, we went up from our camp site to a gentle river. We played games as well. It is simple but fun. We keep splashing water at the person as he/she loses. So funny. There was a gala night! The theme was 'Flintstone'. It was rather funny but we all enjoyed it. I bumped the wrong person during the skit and the gas lamp toppled. I felt bad back there &amp;gt;&amp;lt; . Again, I did not sleep at night. I went to the sentry area and chatted. Andy was there as well. He cooked food and prepared drinks. Iksun was there as well. He also preparing food. But Iksun was there before Andy. I was eating, drinking and chatting along with Khairil and others. Andy accidentally spilled hot water on the the cliff and it flowed down, injuring Dion. But she is alright as she had double layer of pants. Around 0300 hr, I was tired and I headed back to the boy's area to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 June 2010&lt;br /&gt;We packed up our stuff and cleaned up the area.We trekked down to a calm stream for a 'short bath'. We trekked straight down after that. We reached the base and the lorry was there once again to pick us up. We went back to the mosque again to have our breakfast and wait for the bus to pick us up. Meanwhile, we changed into dry, clean clothes. I slept during the bus trip. We stopped by a shop selling local foods and I bought one box of biscuit. Queenie, Sze Sze and Leon borrowed money from me because their wallet were in the lower compartment of the bus. We joked about me being a ATM machine. That was funny. Lunch is next after the short shopping. We had burgers. I was not that hungry so I ate a burger only. Sze Sze was correcting my standing posture and Pei Shan was advising me how to correct it. After that, I asked both of them to try on Andy. His facial expression was like priceless. He was like in pain but showing a funny facial expression. Until, Young, Andy and Royston was like lining up for Pei Shan to massage or to see if there is any incorrect posture or injuries. To my surprise, she actually is sensitive. We headed straight campus to unload logistic stuff. We washed the groundsheet. I liked getting sprayed at. There were pizzas and drinks offered by ADC people as it was Melissa's birthday. Queenie, Sze Sze and I stayed back to chat about the expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really a great expedition. If there is a chance, I would go for it again! Pictures are uploaded in facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-2073762085121078032?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2073762085121078032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=2073762085121078032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2073762085121078032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2073762085121078032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/06/21-24-june-2010.html' title='21-24 June 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4964676526754687886</id><published>2010-06-16T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T03:59:54.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 June 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back to post! I have just added 2 new song to my music player on the right. Pyramid by Charice and Until You Were Gone by Chipmunk. Both songs are pretty catchy. Hope you will like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was the due date of Analytical Biochemistry. I was relieved that the assignment was done with the help of other members. I think this got to be the best group I had ever work with. Full corporation, straight-forward, no hidden opinion. It's good to have this kind of group as it makes the work done much faster. &lt;/span&gt;A BIG THANK YOU to you guys! You guys have worked hard, Thanks! Now left, MBT and Industrial Microbiology project is left. MBT, I hope that it all turns out well. Hoping and believing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Industrial Microbiology, the group can be only consist of 5. The clique is 6 which means one have to join other groups. In my mind, I'm ready to let the other 5 stay as a team while I join other group. For the past one year, it was always Joshua that joined other group which I feel that it is unfair. It is always him. So this time, I will be the one joining other group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMON TEST IS COMING. So is the expedition. I'm so looking forward to the expedition but not common test =X Haha. It has been two year since I trekked Mt. Belumut which is about 1010 metre tall. Here is a URL on Mt. Belumut : &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Belumut"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Belumut&lt;/a&gt;. I trekked this mountain when I was secondary 2 and as a NCC member. I still can remembered the trekking process. I'm a nature lover actually soI like this kind of activities. I am not going alone as Leon, Sherry, Fara and Queenie are going as well. There had been 2 days of bonding session. I made new friends as well. Bottom line is I'M SO EXCITED AND LOOKING FORWARD TO THE EXPEDITION xD This time, we will be trekking Berkelah Waterfalls. I did a bit of research on it: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berkelah_falls"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berkelah_falls&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/Nfalls/txn19bkld.htm"&gt;http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/Nfalls/txn19bkld.htm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to be nice =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4964676526754687886?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4964676526754687886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4964676526754687886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4964676526754687886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4964676526754687886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/06/16-june-2010.html' title='16 June 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1180084689282409468</id><published>2010-06-08T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T04:46:43.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nice cooling weather to start off the day. Apparently, I was lazing on my bed for few minutes before I wake up. So cooling.. I was still half asleep when I was having my breakfast. Luckily, I got my coffee to keep me warm and awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Molecular Biology and Technique (MBT) practical follow-up was a disappointment. It turned out that none of my classmate has their cells glowing in the dark. Still, our agar plate have sign of growth on it. For 7 weeks, we have been working on it. Taking all the precaution, still we failed &amp;gt;&amp;lt; . Oh well, just forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Analytical Biochemistry (ABC) assignment is due soon, this Friday. My group is almost done, just left with my research area and the video. The video gave quite a bit of problem but it was solved. No potential problem seems to be ahead of us. Hope that it turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home by taking bus 76 and I actually overshot my stop. Well, I was sleeping on the bus. So tired this few days... Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1180084689282409468?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1180084689282409468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1180084689282409468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1180084689282409468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1180084689282409468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/06/8-june-2009.html' title='8 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7555972161154905623</id><published>2010-05-20T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T08:22:33.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 May 2010</title><content type='html'>I had been to the Singapore Navy Open House today. Well, the weather is hot but it didn't rain so there is a balance. As usual, there is the frigate and other ship. I boarded the frigate and seen the facilities. The clique saw there is a submarine and decided to visit it. But it was not open to public. What a waste. It will be so cool to actually board on a submarine. After the frigate, most of the people were resting under a shelter with cooler fans. Actually, I didn't want to move much due to the weather. The visit to Navy was not so fun. I still prefer to SAFTI which is more fun. I remembered during sec 4, my class went to SAFTI. There were paintball game, tank display, living firing range shooting and more. So much activities for the people to take part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the visit, the clique went to Changi Village and had dinner. Followed after that, we took a stroll at Changi Coastal Walk. I'm not sure of the name. It was rather relaxing walking along the bench. Listen to the wave beating against the sand... Tsz Ting was there picking up seashells. This reminds me of when I was young. I think I was still kindergarden. One of my room is rented out, the tenant was a lady. I used to call her Jie Jie which is sister in Chinese. There is once I was playing with her a board game and I saw a seashell that is in rainbow color. I was interested and asked her how did she get it. She told me that she actually painted it. She teached me how to paint it. She was a nice person which I wish she was my elder sister. She did gave me one shell that she painted it and gave me. Right now, I have no idea where it is. Sigh... How I wished I treasure it properly. Still, I had fun. Thanks clique =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7555972161154905623?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7555972161154905623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7555972161154905623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7555972161154905623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7555972161154905623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/20-may-2010.html' title='20 May 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7971385334478611577</id><published>2010-05-15T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:57:26.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 May 2010</title><content type='html'>Let me start this post back to the date when my colleagues found the 2 hamster. This is purely memory-based and there might be still details that I might have missed out. This is the general situation. After the 2 hamster was found, I contacted classmate A and asked if he can keep it. He replied that he will have to see the hamsters and I replied okay. So I asked around if anyone have a cage first to let these 2 to have a proper cage which classmate B have and lent me for awhile. Classmate A saw the hamster and I asked again if he is interested. He replied, 'I anything de, I'm ok with it.' So I hesitated as his answer was not a firm answer plus my colleague A wanted to keep the hamster. So I replied, ' I get back to you asap.' After that, I checked with my colleague A and found out that he is keen to keep it. As he was a first -timer, I was worried. I didn't want the hamster to suffer. In order to ensure the safety of the hamster and let my colleague keep, I decided to give one to classmate A and one to my colleague A. I talked to him during marketing tutorial. He replied, ' Huh, don't want la. Don't separate them la. Why don't you keep instead?' So I agreed and kept both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that i got the classmate B's cage, I got my colleague B's cage at the night. So I have 2 cages. My intention of having 2 cages is to separate the hamsters if they are fighting and NOT to see both the hamster fighting. At the same time, it increases the area which the hamsters can freely roam around. As I heard that hamsters sometimes fight quite violently, so I decided to have some precaution first before both hamster died of fighting each other. But unfortunately, classmate B send a text to me saying that he wanted to take back the cage. He did not state reason. At first, I thought something is wrong but then again, he is my friend so I didn't question much about it. I thought that he might be getting a new hamster. That morning, I was playing soccer with the guys in my class. After that, I went back to get the cage as I forgot in the morning. Soon after, the cage was returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the recent, I learnt that someone saying that I break promise. He claims that I promised to give him the hamsters and in the end I backed out the idea of giving him the hamsters. Even worse, he also said that the aim of having 2 cages is to see both the hamster fighting each other to their death which is not true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a huge misunderstanding to clear up. It is so not gonna be easy... Taking a step at a time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7971385334478611577?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7971385334478611577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7971385334478611577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7971385334478611577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7971385334478611577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/15-may-2010.html' title='15 May 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6338778969617743341</id><published>2010-05-14T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T04:15:09.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 May 2010</title><content type='html'>Erm, I am pretty tired so I will make today's post into a question and answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does your blog post refers to everyone in your class?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope. Some people only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How are you feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;A: Let's see.... Uncomfortable? Restricted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do ever quarrel with your friends?&lt;br /&gt;A: Sometimes... But I would say sorry after that and we will patch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If people say things about your friends, would you believe them?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope, I will ask my friend and check with others. Kind of a small scale investigation. Hoping to clear them name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you ever whack ladies/girl/woman as in fighting or hurt her?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you trust friends?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes 100%, why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you 'whacking' your friend to bully them?&lt;br /&gt;A: My 'whacking' is usually friendly but sometimes it is harsh. But generally, it is friendly. I have stopped recently. Now, I only do with PS people like HX who understands it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why do you sit with the PS people when there is lecture combined with them?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ask Lidya, she is my 'brother' who understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If there is any chance of patching things up, would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, I would. I will never (ever x 10 to the infinite) want to lose a friend unless the situation is really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you mean by united class?&lt;br /&gt;A: Never mind, that idea is being screwed. I only go for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *End of Q&amp;amp;A*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6338778969617743341?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6338778969617743341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6338778969617743341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6338778969617743341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6338778969617743341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/14-may-2010.html' title='14 May 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5932436735819008302</id><published>2010-05-13T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T03:51:21.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 May 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recently, one of my classmate asked me this question about which of the 3 main groups in my class I am supporting. I did not replied her. But the answer is very simple. I am not supporting any of the three group. A decent class being divided into 3 main group, it is fine as long as the class remain united. But I don't really see it. Politics in class does not support that the class is united. Generally, I feel that the guys have not much problem with it. Neither am I saying the girls have problem. Now the class like people from gangster, divided into 3 main group. What a joke. People I can get along with, I will try to maintain. I will try to know the people who I have not made friends with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A factor in friendship I keep is trust. No matter what others may say, I still trust my friend unless I see it for myself. Trust does not only applies to this example. I trust my friend will not say anything behind my back as I will do not do so. The moment I hear my friends saying behind my back, it is not anger that comes but sadness. The friend I talk with, believe in, work with&lt;/span&gt;, just say things behind my back. This really break things up. If there is something you not happy with me, just talk it out with me. Just cut things short and simple. Why bother beat around the bush? Isn't talking face to face much more simple than beating-around-the-bush just to achieve something. I may make mistakes cause I am not perfect. I still have lots to learn. I don't mind people coming to say, 'Hey Wei Keat, I feel that you need to change your attitude because....' No, seriously I don't mind as long as you provide a reason for it and I will change it. If they have no trust in me, I WILL END THE FRIENDSHIP RIGHT ON THE SPOT. Simple as that. Reason? Simple, if there is no trust, would that person keep doubting you? Would that person keep checking on you? Would you feel restricted because he/she is like keeping his/her eyes on you? Strictly speaking, I will not tolerate people who don't trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'whacking' people suppose to be 'friendly' become 'violent/bully/aggressive'. There is even some worse words used on my action. Fine, I just be a freaking dummy in campus. When with you guys, I also be a dummy. Speak when spoken to. Is this what you want? Sure, I can be that. It is very fortunate for me to have friends that still with me despite some 'influence'. I am not saying that others are not my friends, they are the 'better friends' I had in campus. So much misunderstanding... Guess I just stfu and do my own things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5932436735819008302?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5932436735819008302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5932436735819008302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5932436735819008302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5932436735819008302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/13-may-2010.html' title='13 May 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8631880309025471549</id><published>2010-05-11T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T04:31:04.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 May 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been awhile since the last time I actually blog. Really long time. New semesters starts and projects are already in progress. Recently, I think there have been cases of misunderstanding or issues towards me. &lt;/span&gt;But I don't really care. Why? Reason is simple, I rather focus on work than these kind of issue. It is just waste of time. Time spent on these issue might allow me to do more things with my project and lab reports. Beside, the world does not stop revolving if I lose that friend. Life still have to go on. People may say things behind my back but I have no fear for my conscious is clear. It is their mouth to say things behind me. I can't stop them, so I just let them be. If I lose 5 or more friends, I'm fine because I have been through a period when I do not have a single friend. They want to cut me off, I'm fine. I won't die because of no friends. So in future, if anyone want to cut off me, just say so in front of me. I'm alright with it. Tsk tsk... politics in campus. The style has no change at all. I shan't waste my time, for those who want to avoid me, just go ahead. I'm not wasting my time on you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8631880309025471549?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8631880309025471549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8631880309025471549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8631880309025471549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8631880309025471549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-may-2010.html' title='11 May 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7934086226155580625</id><published>2010-03-15T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:20:46.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Mar 2010</title><content type='html'>Just came back from the stock take, I had a short of rest. QQ is dead. It died last night when I was working. I had expected that this day had come. At least, it is not suffering anymore. I really hate that person who threw QQ in the open and leave it to die. At least take care of it till it died... My mum tried to reach me but I was rather busy at work. I guess I end here since I do not have much mood to type anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7934086226155580625?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7934086226155580625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7934086226155580625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7934086226155580625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7934086226155580625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/03/16-mar-2010.html' title='16 Mar 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3159899385867734732</id><published>2010-02-26T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:00:15.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As usual, I blog about QQ (name of the hamster that I found).&lt;/span&gt; I observed that it is starting to get weaker. Sometimes, it even kind of in a daze with it's stomach facing up. Condition does not look too good for QQ. Also, I would like to say thanks to my friends who offered to bring it to a vet. I was thinking to share cost with someone because my Minister of Finance (my mum) disagree that I should bring it to a vet since it may die sooner or later. I understand her point of view. Still, I spoke to her about splitting the cost and she seems to have no objection.... If you wondering what is QQ doing right now, usual stuff like jumping up in attempt to get out of the box and scratching itself. Not to mention, curling of itself. Sometimes, it jumped till it's stomach facing up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3159899385867734732?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3159899385867734732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3159899385867734732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3159899385867734732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3159899385867734732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/26-feb-2010.html' title='26 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6017505682419034810</id><published>2010-02-25T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T06:09:42.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yo people, I am back to blog just a short while. Taking a break from studies. First to blog about is QQ. I noticed that it wants to be free as it keep jumping up and down in the box in attempt to escape I guess.&lt;/span&gt; Also, it chewed up the corner of the newspaper which I used it for bedding. Does hamsters have this behavior or is it just only QQ? Some photos of it... One photos appears to be that QQ is curious with my handphone's camera. Laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA-z9j-II/AAAAAAAAAGo/lDCfvtF6SnE/s1600-h/Image0256%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA-z9j-II/AAAAAAAAAGo/lDCfvtF6SnE/s320/Image0256%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA8wp69-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VesodNN35SM/s1600-h/Image0254%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA8wp69-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VesodNN35SM/s320/Image0254%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA8QhWh1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/3CrXN66qTmA/s1600-h/Image0253%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA8QhWh1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/3CrXN66qTmA/s320/Image0253%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA7-r9_LI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/u_gOHpK2bSc/s1600-h/Image0257%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA7-r9_LI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/u_gOHpK2bSc/s320/Image0257%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; Now about me, I finally submitted my cadet officer course form. WOOT! I seen the Director. He seems to be a nice person. His assistant is also a nice person as well. From the Director, it seems that I am not the first one who need his endorsement. Hmmm, if that's the case, I wonder why NYP don't have NCC as one of the CCA. I do see NPCC is one of them. Never mind, at least i submitted the form, just that short of O Level Certificate and NAFA certificate. Oh well, I submit to them after my test is over =D. Cya guys around and take care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6017505682419034810?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6017505682419034810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6017505682419034810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6017505682419034810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6017505682419034810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/25-feb-2010.html' title='25 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4aA-z9j-II/AAAAAAAAAGo/lDCfvtF6SnE/s72-c/Image0256%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6767414077225996444</id><published>2010-02-24T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:24:34.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night, my friend, Jin Xuan, asked me what is the name of the hamster. I replied her that I did not give it a name. So on the spot, I thought of a name, 'QQ'. Laugh out loud, what a name for a hamster. As usual, QQ still running around in the box, trying to look for a &lt;/span&gt;way to get out of the box. Just curious, does hamster drink water at all? Cause QQ has not been drinking water for about 1 and a half days already. So I am not sure if that is ok but I do know living things need water. I also notice one thing, QQ sometimes would just sit at a corner and start to 'emo'. How cute is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to me, I don't think anyone would be interest. Semester exam. 5 papers, 2 down and 3 to go. Next Tuesday is the last paper. WOOT. FREEDOM! I finally can have a good rest after next Tuesday. I was pretty busy as I have to get the Director of School of Chemical &amp;amp; Life Science (LS) to sign my form. I got the call from Ms Tan and I went to secondary school to take the form. I rushed to NYP to look for the Director of NYP to sign my form. I hand the form over to the Student Administration Office and headed back home. One hour later, I received a call from the Student Administration Office saying that I need to submit to the School of Chemical &amp;amp; Life Science Administration Office. Once again, I went back to NYP again. Bad news, the Administration Office at School of Chemical &amp;amp; Life Science was closed due to some event. Guess have to come back tomorrow. Sigh... All well. Hopefully I can get it sign by tomorrow as tomorrow is the deadline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6767414077225996444?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6767414077225996444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6767414077225996444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6767414077225996444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6767414077225996444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/24-feb-2010.html' title='24 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7156722046618182595</id><published>2010-02-23T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:53:29.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night, I found a hamster in a small drain. I tried to catch and thought it is not scare of us. In the end, I have to sort of chase it a bit. It ran away when i almost touch it's head. I took it home after i caught it.When I reached home, I realized this little guy here has a tumor on it's right side of the body.&amp;nbsp; The size of the tumor is about 1/4 of it's size. The tumor is causing this fellow here a little bit walking problem.&amp;nbsp; Today, I just fed it with sunflower seeds as last night. Most of the shop were closed so have to wait till today. Due to restriction, I am unable to bring it to a vet. This makes me even more guilty than ever. Just to show you the hamster with the tumor, I taken a picture of it. As you can see, the red portion is the tumor I am referring to. Worse still, there is a small yellowish opening which I think that may have make things worse. And finding it in a small drain is not a good thing as there are bacteria and virus in the drain that may worse the situation. Poor guy. Right now, it is staying in my house and it is safe and sound for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4PJ4oqsJmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KKp-FkEiZcI/s1600-h/Image0247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4PJ4oqsJmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KKp-FkEiZcI/s320/Image0247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7156722046618182595?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7156722046618182595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7156722046618182595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7156722046618182595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7156722046618182595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/23-feb-2010.html' title='23 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/S4PJ4oqsJmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KKp-FkEiZcI/s72-c/Image0247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4121693973170245418</id><published>2010-02-18T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:58:31.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heyo people, I just came back from Malaysia. Although this year reunion is quite quiet due to some money issue and money-faced people, they didn't bother to come back. Oh well, the world is much better without them around. This time round, there is internet connection at my mum's hometown. HURRAY! I played Warcraft 3, Maplestory and surfed the net there. I used the wireless connection so that I can switch on the air-con in my room and use my laptop. I have 2 cousins over there. One seemed to remain the same size and the other one seems to be grown much taller since the last time I saw her. One of my relative seems to have problems with the liver as his eye white seems to be yellow. Once I completed my university (if I ever enter), I shall go back and treat them like how they treat my relative and my mum. I will make them pay back. They think they have capable sons and daughters and they show people attitude. Well, Singapore currency change to Malaysia currency seems to be twice. I shall pawn them with that. Bully my relative, I will make you guys pay.&amp;nbsp; You guys wait and see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4121693973170245418?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4121693973170245418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4121693973170245418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4121693973170245418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4121693973170245418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/18-feb-2010.html' title='18 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8786705754398617801</id><published>2010-02-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:58:44.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zhi Yuan, I really appreciate your help but then it will works to a certain extent only. Although time can cure most illness, it also means certain things WILL BE THERE FOREVER when it is keep happening until it just scar there. A small cut leave no scar but a major cut leave a scar for LIFE. For how long I have been keeping every single shit in me, I wanted to say out but I just can't find the right person. Leave alone the closest person to me who have been offensive for like how long when i wanted to share things with her. As time passes by and things stay the same, it turns to a habit. There is a saying in Chinese says that 'A leopard never change it's spot'. Something like that. True, it is hard to change a habit. Blog has been the way for me to vent out my feeling, frustration, anger, sadness and other feelings. I am not having a grudge against her or what. I am just giving up already. I did talk to her but failed. So I gave up as I did not see any point in continuing to talk to her. From the time I gave up until now, I have been blogging. So blog is like my relative. Although it will not talk to you or feedback to you, AT LEAST IT TAKE IN WHAT I TYPE. At least my friends are better, they listened and provide constructive suggestion. The main thing is listening. The power of listening can allow others to feel better. THAT'S WHY GOD GAVE US 2 EAR AND NOT 2 MOUTH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD SAKE. Nope, she did not get that. Right now, I only can talk to her about daily stuff and not personal stuff. NO SHIT MAN! She can forget about getting in to my freaking personal life. NO WAY! NOT IN THIS LIFE. This is because I am taking precaution to prevent the freaking history to repeats itself again. No way, I don't want this kind of shit to happen again. No no no. The way I let things out is through music, blog and facebook. If things need to be said out, I will either go to my gang or my friends in campus. Usually gang more. Especially the guys in the gang. I am officially shutting her out of my personal world and letting her in my daily life. Thanks for being there for me gang and my friends... Really, I appreciate it a lot till no words can describe it. Although I may be neutral in my facial expression, but I really appreciate it in my heart. She may be crying when she talking to my close friend but what about me? WHAT ABOUT ME!?!?! I can't cry for I have no tears to cry anymore. I did not even shed a freaking tear when my grandmother died. I can't shout it out cause I will disturb other and some may even think I am crazy. I can't cut myself for I am the only child. I can't end my life cause I haven't repay my mother who have been raising me up for so long. SO MANY RESTRICTION!!! So I just kept it to myself. Imagine someone hurt you until you are so afraid, would you want it again? OF COURSE NOT, that is why I am isolating myself from her as a precaution. Once bitten, twice shy. She may be the closet to me but then she is like a normal person to me. I even feel more closer with my friends than her. I had given you so much chance but you did not treasure it. I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8786705754398617801?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8786705754398617801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8786705754398617801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8786705754398617801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8786705754398617801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/7-feb-2010.html' title='7 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5599846444043269267</id><published>2010-02-04T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:00:05.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recently, Nuar noticed this pattern of me which I listen to either instrumental music as background or just pure instrumental music like piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is actually a reason behind it. When I am feeling low, I just play some instrumental music. For example, Apologize by One Republic or Price Of Freedom, Theme song for Final Fantasy Crisis Core. I am able to think it out and let it out silently without even knowing. Last time, I seldom tell my girlfriend about my matters for I do not want them to worry. Same goes to my friends. I believe that they have enough troubles, I do not wish to further stack on it. But if they tell their troubles, I swear this upon my life that I will listen to you. Suren is right in his comment, I do have a problem. But I am going to let it faint away. No joke. Suren, Nuar, Jin Xiang and 2 of my classmate, you know what i meant. Seriously, I think I still insist on my principle (although it may be a problem at the start), liking/loving someone means he/she is happy, as long as she is happy, I will be alright =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5599846444043269267?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5599846444043269267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5599846444043269267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5599846444043269267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5599846444043269267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-feb-2010.html' title='4 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3927445558477733202</id><published>2010-02-01T23:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:24:01.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2NTA5NTM4ODI2NSZwdD*xMjY1MDk1NDQxODI5JnA9MTAyMjYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*zNWFhNTNlNjQ4YmI*/NTllYmYxMTEyMjUzMTU*YjcxOSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.supload.com/listen?s=kgw4sG"&gt;Download Ina - Fall&lt;/a&gt; 			&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3927445558477733202?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3927445558477733202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3927445558477733202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3927445558477733202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3927445558477733202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/download-ina-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5280404476480128343</id><published>2010-02-01T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:00:53.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In just about 2 day's time, it will be 16 years already. Time flies real fast. What's left is only his photos and no memories in my brain. Photos of him carrying me when I was young. Fate do knows how to play mean tricks on people. By comparing with other people, I believe I have one word short in my brain for I never had a chance to use it. I am so envy of others.  I am going to be moodless for the next 2 days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5280404476480128343?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5280404476480128343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5280404476480128343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5280404476480128343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5280404476480128343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-feb-2010.html' title='2 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1386514563083545808</id><published>2010-02-01T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:01:26.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now, I just want to work my head off. Sometimes, I feel this gap with my friends in my class. I have nothing to say much. Leon, Guo Wei and sometimes chat about games, I know not much about games. They sometimes talk about school work, I knew nothing about it cause I didn't study. So I have nothing much to say. I just listen to them and reply when needed. Otherwise, I will be shooting Leon. Sometimes I do feel bad about it as I feel the jokes i cracked may be overboard. I scare of offending them. I rather make friends than enemy. They have no problem, I guess problem lies with me. With the people in MB, I don't have much too say but on the other hand with PS people, I have no problem starting a conversation. This is the main reason I had been sitting with PS for some time. He Xiang, Andrew, Jun An and Sheng Yang, I have no problem starting a conversation with them. I can study with them as well. I am just more comfortable with them as compared to my classmate. Weird but true. I am comfortable to ask question with the PS people as compared to my classmate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1386514563083545808?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1386514563083545808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1386514563083545808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1386514563083545808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1386514563083545808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-feb-2010.html' title='1 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7061890161948569732</id><published>2010-01-26T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:02:03.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recently, my patience is really limited. A moment ago, my mum was nagging at me because of a friend. I do not wish to mention his name. Because he did not have a printer, he have to go others' place to print his document. He came to my house and print. Then my mum was nagging at me because I let him print for free. I got her message already but she still goes nagging. I got seriously pissed off by her and i shouted at her real loud. I do not want to shout in the first place but she keep nagging at me. I feel so terrible after shouted at her. I mean if you want me to charge him money, I am alright with it. You don't have to nag so many times like as if it is a big thing. I quarreled with her and soon after, she stopped nagging. It was total silence after that. Seriously speaking, I don't want this to happen. I am already frustrated with my work in terms of school and work and she have to add on. Now, the atmosphere is so intense and I don't feel comfortable. If I done anything wrong, just tell me once. Nagging just make me pissed off. I have been trying to tell her that and she doesn't gets it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7061890161948569732?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7061890161948569732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7061890161948569732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7061890161948569732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7061890161948569732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/01/26-jan-2010.html' title='26 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1555691683460637415</id><published>2010-01-08T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:02:27.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today's NYP Open House, i totally ruined it for one class. I was a total failure. I feel a very strong sense of disatisfying. As in, I didn't let the students fully understand any of the course. I actually misled them. I even made them walked up the steps. Really, screw this. This was not i intended. I was full of energy and excited once I got to know my secondary school is coming for the open house. But yet, i runined with my own hands. The feeling is really sucks. I asked my juniors and I got to know that they are coming to NYP at around. I got up at 9am and making my way to NYP to volunteer my help despite the fact that i am supposed to report at 12pm. I hate this feeling. Really. A really simple job and yet i failed. ARRR!!!! This feeling is really miserable... Still, seeing them mostly went back happily. I felt happy for them. After that, i joined with my usual clique and headed back to secondary school to see if i can help out with the CCA Open House. Generally, it was good. I reached with sore calf muscle and fatigue... What a mixed feeling i have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1555691683460637415?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1555691683460637415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1555691683460637415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1555691683460637415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1555691683460637415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/01/8-jan-2010.html' title='8 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3949052769579539018</id><published>2010-01-01T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:50:29.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Right now, i really don't know what to do. I am frustrated. My life is screwed when my father passed away. I really hate it.  Some people said i must be very close to my mother. In fact, it is the opposite. I tried talking to her, it failed. Last time, i tried sharing my problems with her and she just shot me down. From then on, i never share my problems, joy and sorrows with her. When i need a listening ear, i usually turn to my friends. But usually, i just kept it to myself. I just endured it over. Every single crap i got, i just kept it to myself. To be honest, she doesn't even know how i am doing in poly right now. I know she will just nag me again. Everytime, she will just nag. One thing i hate most is massive nagging. Unfortuantely, my mum is doing that. She is still restricting me in almost every ways. This is pure crap. I really hate it. I understands that she cares but can she not overdoing it? CAUSE RIGHT NOW I FEELING THAT SHE IS OVERDOING IT. At home, i rarely talk to her. I think that is why i don't really speak much on the way home or to campus. I would just switch on my headset and blast the music. Hoping to get deaf but it didn't work out. Enduring and persevering....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3949052769579539018?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3949052769579539018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3949052769579539018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3949052769579539018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3949052769579539018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-jan-2010.html' title='1 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3985191786890510229</id><published>2009-12-23T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:02:55.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; am back from my class chalet.Well, it was very fun and whacky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First day, most of the class was there. Leon, Tsz Ting, Joshua and I went to the chalet around 6.30pm. We went there from Leon's house after playing L4D 2 but Leon's laptop wasn't working properly. As usual, Tsz Ting was agitated when she got whacked by the special infected. The first night, we drank alcohol. Niva was drunk with one mixed drink. Tsz Ting, Leon and I was with her like a bodyguard. During the process, she was saying her sorrows out. After that, everyone was asleep around 3am. But i was not sleepy at that point. I was not the only one. Fahmy, Trifanny, QB, Malvin, Suhaimi and I was chatting at a pavilion. That time, Trifanny was eating some hotdogs and Fahmy was joking with her over the hotdogs. After that, they went to sleep. This was the best part. Trifanny was looking for something to hug as a bolster. First, she took someone's bag but it stinks. She threw it down again and looked for another one. By chance, she actually grabbed Leon's hair without knowing it. She was like, 'Why is it so hairy?' and she figured out that it was Leon's head that she was grabbing. Instead of putting it down slowly, she threw his head to the bag. And of course, Leon was slightly awaken. OUCH. He looked around and went back to sleep again. Then around 7.45 am, Mitchell, Yihan and I headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went back around 5.30pm. Mr How came around 6pm. By the second day, it was less lively as compared to the first day. Second day was still fun though. We played 'True or Dare' . This was the best. Suhaimi was dared to put ice in his pants. ROFL. Soon after, everyone was tired and all went to sleep. Another funny moment as well. In the room, there is only 3 people who snores. But Fahmy snored the loudest. In fact, his snore supressed the other 2 snores. The moment he snored the loudest, the other 2 went silent and Fahmy's mouth was wide open. LOL. I took some photos for the second day which can be seen on facebook. This outing was overall successful because of Fahmy. I think most of the job done is by Fahmy. There is also a video too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3985191786890510229?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3985191786890510229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3985191786890510229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3985191786890510229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3985191786890510229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/23-dec-2009.html' title='23 Dec 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4564041420767813347</id><published>2009-11-21T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:03:23.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was hell busy with work today. I worked in the morning, thanks to someone who took leave. I do not trust this guy nor his reason for taking leave. He is not studying, he is just wasting his time at home and hanging out with his friends. What can be his reason for taking leave? Beside this, the store keeper was also on leave. What the heck man.... I was alone. Although there was an uncle working, he is kind of self-centered so he just finished his work and left. 18 rollcage came in today. One thing caught my attention and that is ERIC ACTUALLY ALMOST ORDERED ONE WHOLE ROLLCAGE FULL OF CARTONS OF 24 CANS OF CARLSBERG!!!! Worse still, the shelves and the block-stack area was full. I did not stay at a spot to stock up, i was practically 'jumping' from a lane to another lane. As I am the only retail assistant, i have to answer all the bells when the cashier pressed. I am so tired for today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4564041420767813347?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4564041420767813347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4564041420767813347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4564041420767813347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4564041420767813347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/21-nov-2009.html' title='21 Nov 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6791640585981766525</id><published>2009-11-02T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:03:43.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nuar's birthday coming soon but unfortuantely, i may not have the chance to go out and celebrate with them. So i would wish him a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! Nuar grow old already.... Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, i had a friend preparing her work for O Level's Art. She is very stressed about it. I talked to her over the MSN, then she said,'I need calming pill and happy pill.' I replied, 'Well, you have your boyfriend?'. She asked me, 'Can you supply me with happy pills? How much does it cost?' I replied, ' My happy pills are free for friends as i am willing to do almost everything for them. As long they said it, i will give in my best.' She asked, 'Really?' I replied, ' I can swear this upon my life on it.' Some may wonder why i would do this. Reason is simple. Having friends is better than being alone. When trouble arises, we can think of a solution together and solve it. Of course, we can share things and have fun. There is always someone there to chat, sms or email (maybe?). Leon always without fail asking me to stop listening to my headset when i am with the clique. He also asked me to stop 'emo'. Actually, I am not emo-ing. I am just having some thoughts. I have really met good friends in campus, work and in life. Without fail, we would work our way through when problem arises. We laughed together, joked together and other. As compared to last time, friendship are much more strong. I am not saying that last time friendship bond is not strong. It is strong but not as strong as the current. I learnt kickboxing is not only for self-defence but also for protecting others. I may not be strong now but i will keep training. To be honest, friends is like 80% of my world? The time i emo most likely will be on the way home and on the way to campus unless i bump into someone then of course not. Most of the time I don't really have a topic to talk about so i would just keep quiet and listen. Well, another random post done by me. Man, I am so getting more random as each day pass....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6791640585981766525?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6791640585981766525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6791640585981766525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6791640585981766525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6791640585981766525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-nov-2009.html' title='2 Nov 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6186713444189258508</id><published>2009-10-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:04:11.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Drizzling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In low spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The sound of the raindrop falling to the ground is like a melody to me. Whenever it rains, I will think about in the past since young till now. Let it be good or bad memory. Time travel fast without anyone knowing it. It has been 17 years. When I was young, everything seemed to be perfect. Both sides of the family was not as broken up as now. I still remember the best time of the year would be Chinese New Year. Let it be in Singapore or Malaysia. It was the best time ever. In Malaysia, we get to play with firecrackers and other kids. Relatives and friends came and pay a visit. It was so lively. Adults were chatting happily away. The kids were playing to their heart's content. My cousin and I used to stay up late as we believed that it will prolong our parents life. We were chatting our life to each other. In Singapore, when my grandmother was still around, she would brew ginseng tea and bird's nest for my cousin and me. While we were having it, she will always tell us to  study hard. Family come together to have steamboat. My cousin and i will be playing my aunt's computer. As usual, adults were chatting happily away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now, things changed. Both my grandmother passed away. Relationship with some relative turned sour due to money. As the saying goes, 'Money is the root of all evil' . Things are getting colder. Sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6186713444189258508?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6186713444189258508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6186713444189258508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6186713444189258508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6186713444189258508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/30-oct-2009.html' title='30 Oct 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7981364205125056278</id><published>2009-10-22T08:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:10:55.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After 6 weeks of holiday, i went for the first kickboxing training for the first in semster 2. It seems that i have missed out a lot of things. But best of all, the coach's master came down to train us some move. There was sparring tonight but i didn't tried as i was dead tired. Leon didn't go because he forget to bring his shirt and pants. Well, i kind of expected that.... While on my way back, i saw Kai Yun was also on the way back from her CCA as well. We walked to the MRT station and chatted away. I found somethings from her as well. Well, it is for the sake of Leon. I think he want to know her as friend. There are some reasons behind it but i will not write in this blog nor tell anyone. Hopefully, this may help Leon a bit. I AM SO DEAD TIRED!!! (=.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7981364205125056278?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7981364205125056278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7981364205125056278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7981364205125056278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7981364205125056278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/22-oct-2009.html' title='22 Oct 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-210158667295430706</id><published>2009-10-21T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:06:35.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Holiday is over, a new semester starts... So far, it has been 2 days and looks ok to me.  Project and assignments are coming in. Laptop got fixed as there is some problem with the LCD screen. It just keep flickering non-stop. Sometimes, it does gets on my nerve pretty badly. Common test in week 9... I better get the game start rolling already... Blog is gathering some dust as i didn't blog for a period of time. I also have nothing much to blog about... I just have a feeling the i may have a clash with the Biochem lecturer... zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-210158667295430706?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/210158667295430706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=210158667295430706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/210158667295430706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/210158667295430706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/21-oct-2009.html' title='21 Oct 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5261917946921026998</id><published>2009-09-22T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:07:01.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, i am enjoying my holiday (or maybe not much). Workplace seems to improved greatly from last time when i just came in. Althought it is a little bit tough sometimes, i guess i have to get used to it. My muscles is getting trained during work... Sometimes i am lazy to carry with 2 hands, i will carry with one hand. That is only applied to snacks, light stock and non-fragile stocks. I don't want to take much risk. Speaking of stock, i recently caused a carton of cooking oil to 'commit suicide'. What i meant was that i was taking a carton of oil and another carton fell to the floor. Yeap,  it didn't survive. The 'bloodstains' can be seen on the carton box near the area of impact. It was like a murder scene thought it is oil and not blood. Laugh out loud. I cleaned the mess up. Today's headline for Shin Min Newspaper was rather disturbing to me as it concerns about my father's final resting place. Apparently, the new head monk (i don't really know what they call it) was making some statements which were disturbing and i find it rather disrespectful. He said that our loved one's ashes are just a pile of  soil and it is making Singapore to look like a dead town. Why did he even say that? Like come on, can't you just leave a small space for us to place the ashes? Or is he just money-face? He ought to show some respects. I feel like punching him right in the face.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5261917946921026998?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5261917946921026998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5261917946921026998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5261917946921026998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5261917946921026998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-sept-2009.html' title='22 Sept 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5568655327694424000</id><published>2009-08-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:07:19.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 August 2009</title><content type='html'>Last night dinner was fun. As usual, Leon, Guo Wei, Tsz Ting and I went to CHOMP CHOMP which located at Serangoon Garden for dinner. It was fun and delicious. Really and Leon ate until his voice is like a chicken getting kill. The four of us ordered drinks and there were super big like BIG BEER MUG. Tsz Ting and Leon had sugar cane and Guo Wei and I had glass jelly. Some funny moments at the dinner we had. We had CHOMP CHOMP like once a week. Last Friday, we went there and last night, we had it again. Haha... Photos will be posted on facebook as i have some technical error. So ya, i will be posting photos on facebook for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got called to work. That really sucks. Making me to do things against my will is really suck. I am not refering to the incident whereby i got called back. It is something personal... Just recovered one of song i lost long time ago. It is by Josh Groban, 'You are Loved'. Here is the lyrics and hope you guys like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics of You are Loved by Josh Groban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;When your heart's heavy&lt;br /&gt;I...I will lift it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to be heard&lt;br /&gt;If silence keeps you&lt;br /&gt;I...I will break it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the hurt that you hide&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost inside&lt;br /&gt;I...I will be there to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to burn bright&lt;br /&gt;If darkness blinds you&lt;br /&gt;I...I will shine to guide you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Every one needs to be heard&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5568655327694424000?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5568655327694424000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5568655327694424000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5568655327694424000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5568655327694424000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/08/15-august-2009.html' title='15 August 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1507910119638925146</id><published>2009-08-07T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:09:03.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 August</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday. And yea, it was hell lots of fun XD. In campus, Lidya, Tsz Ting, Leon and Guo Wei celebrated my birthday. Well, the process was hilarious. Then we went for the celebration. Leon's facial expression was classic almost like Guo Wei's. After the national day celebration or rather 3 hours of EXTREMELY BORING videos, Guo Wei, Leon and Tsz Ting went to Serangoon North, my house. Then around 6.30pm, we went to Chomp Chomp to have our dinner. We managed to get 6 seats although there were 9 people including me. Li He went to buy a drink (a huge one and she managed to finish 3/4 of it.WOW?!?! Leon playing with the ice kachang... Jin Xiang trying to slice the ice kachang. Oh ya. The way Leon eats a satay is almost same as the way Gladdys eats a satay, that was funny. Really, this's got to be the best as compared to last time where none of my friends did. I received gifts as well. Meaningful, Cool and FUN. Meaningful gift will be the cake box with Tsz Ting, Lidya, Guo Wei and Leon birthday wishes, cool gift will be Bernadette's mug (still figuring what it means) and fun gift will be Call Of Duty 4, a gift from Jin Xiang, Surendar, Li He and Gladdys. I really like these gifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1507910119638925146?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1507910119638925146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1507910119638925146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1507910119638925146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1507910119638925146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-august.html' title='8 August'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7531122898865905501</id><published>2009-08-04T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:09:35.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 August 2009</title><content type='html'>Maths tutor told my class that test will be held at 5pm. This is the crap of the day. I can't meet up with Alyssa mei because of this. I told her and she got worked up. I understand this, i apologized to her and explained to her. She is still worked up. I know it is very last mintue. Really. My classmate and i have to cancel most of the things we had. She is mad, i know. I am even more mad. At least, the tutor can give us a fixed timing in a week' advance. Fine, it is also the guy's fault. I accept it. It is my fault for last minute cancelling. Am i the one who is the hard life guy? It is like primary school life, everything is repeating itself. I am really speechless. Can someone just box hard in my brain so that i can be in coma and never wake up for the rest of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I getting all kinds of crap in all four directions. Anyone want to put blames on people? JUST PUT IT ON ME ALRIGHT? I AM THE CAUSE OF IT, ok? Screw this life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7531122898865905501?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7531122898865905501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7531122898865905501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7531122898865905501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7531122898865905501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-august-2009.html' title='4 August 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5507718676832682013</id><published>2009-07-31T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:09:52.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 July 2009</title><content type='html'>As i have some time on my hand, i will take this time to blog. Recently about the 'missed' maths lecture, my mentor said that he will ask the lecturer to make changes on the systems as we are able to prove that we were presented on every lectures. After the changes made, i hope that the warning letter will be retracted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams is coming, Japanese role playing is next monday, maths quiz is also coming... So many things lining up. Well, i feel that secondary school lofe is much easier than Polytechnic. Not to miss out the fun and friends back then. The Three Jokers Of 4E2 2008... Yeah.. The good old memories back then. Well, life have to move on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5507718676832682013?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5507718676832682013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5507718676832682013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5507718676832682013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5507718676832682013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/07/31-july-2009.html' title='31 July 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3753948383930157028</id><published>2009-07-30T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:10:41.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nowadays, i barely have the time to blog. I am pretty occupied by work, project and homework. Exams is around the corner, so i requested for no-pay leave for next month to prepare my upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this kind of thing. I refering to when you attended lesson and yet you got a warning letter for not attending lectures. In my case, it is both lecturer and my fault. Firstly, the lecturer did not pass the attendance file for us to sign and sometimes, we tend to forget to tap our student access card but it has been counter-checked if we signed the attendance file. NO! No attendance file was passed down during the Maths lecture. Best still, the lecturer said he trust us for coming. Yeah, i came every lecture. I didn't tap my card twice and now, i received a warning letter. This is really crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, my classmates appears to have fall ill. I hope that my classmates will take care of themselves and come for lecture, tutorial and practical.I will stop here for now as i am too fed-up to blog furthur more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3753948383930157028?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3753948383930157028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3753948383930157028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3753948383930157028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3753948383930157028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/07/30-july-2009.html' title='30 July 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4398098845856599188</id><published>2009-07-11T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:11:12.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went to my classmate, Vincent, furneral. It really sunk my heart to see that it is true. I just wish that it was a nightmare but it is a reality. A good friend and son just passed away. He just started on his course and yet he didn't have the chance to complete it. His opponent didn't even apologize to my friend's mother. Dude, you just 'killed' a person with your kick. My friend's coach is not qualify enough to be a coach. My friend fainted yet he didn't do anything. When Vincent was sent to the hospital, he didn't even follow. This is crap. He was the only the son in the family. Why? No words/sentence/phrase could describe the pain of losing a friend/son/brother. Really. He was a good guy, a filial son, caring brother. When i saw the news, i really can't believe. His mother was still really upset. My secondary school principal was there as well. When i saw his dead body, he looked really different. He is much skinner than last time. This is because of work. He is working at 7-eleven at Tan Tock Seng Hospital. Sometimes, he worked until 11pm. His father passed away last year Oct and he worked to help his mother from her financial load. When his father was around, he helped his mother to look after his father and he did it with a good job. Why at this timing? WHY? Feeling very miserable....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4398098845856599188?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4398098845856599188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4398098845856599188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4398098845856599188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4398098845856599188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-july-2009.html' title='11 July 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5230312585293685445</id><published>2009-07-08T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:11:30.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had 2 shocking news. One is about a student from Nanyang Polytechnic who took part in a Taekwondo competition and led to his brain dead. The second one was my mother's friend just passed away yesterday due to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Taekwondo competition, it appeared that the student was 17 years old who fought with his competition who is a 15 years old guy holding a red belt. This student was holding a green belt. He was kicked at the neck. After he was kicked at his neck, he stopped to adjust his safety gear. Shortly after he adjusted it, he collasped and was sent to hospital. When he was sent to the hospital, there was a blood clot in his brain. Although the doctor operated on him, there is no sign of recovery. He was in coma for 2 days before he was annouced brain dead. He had an older sister and a younger sister. His father had passed away and his mother was the breadwinner ever since. The student was very passionate about Taekwondo and signed up for lesson at Serangoon area as it was near his house. Right now, he is relying on the life machine to live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's friend passed away last night at Tan Tock Seng hospital (same hospital as my grandmother who passed away when i was Secondary 2). She had the same cause of death as my father, Cancer. The doctor said that she had approximately six month left. Yet, she left before the six month ended. Her husband was really sad. This led me to think my dead father who died of Colorectal caner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really unpredictable.... Next moment, they are gone even though yesterday they were fine....&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5230312585293685445?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5230312585293685445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5230312585293685445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5230312585293685445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5230312585293685445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-july-2009.html' title='8 July 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4930263323378603624</id><published>2009-07-07T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:12:00.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I found a song recently. This song is kind of repeating but it is nice. Here is the lyric of the song =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;police man, fire fighter or a post man&lt;br /&gt;why not something like your old man&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we all got one thing&lt;br /&gt;that we all share together&lt;br /&gt;we got that one nice dream&lt;br /&gt;we live for&lt;br /&gt;you never know what life could bring&lt;br /&gt;coz nothing last for ever&lt;br /&gt;just hold on to the team&lt;br /&gt;you play for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you could reach the top&lt;br /&gt;make sure that you won't stop&lt;br /&gt;be the one that you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;now sing this with me&lt;br /&gt;doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;police man, fire fighter or a post man&lt;br /&gt;why not something like your old man&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have different ways to think&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't really matter&lt;br /&gt;we all caught up in the steam&lt;br /&gt;of this life&lt;br /&gt;focus on every little thing&lt;br /&gt;that's what does really matter&lt;br /&gt;luxury cars and bling&lt;br /&gt;thats not real life&lt;br /&gt;I know you could reach the top&lt;br /&gt;make sure that you won't stop&lt;br /&gt;be the one that you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;now sing this with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;police man, fire fighter or a post man&lt;br /&gt;why not something like your old man&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year i used to dream about this day&lt;br /&gt;now i'm here i'm singing for you&lt;br /&gt;I hope i could inspire you&lt;br /&gt;coz i've got all the love, coz i've got all love for you&lt;br /&gt;doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;police man, fire fighter or a post man&lt;br /&gt;why not something like your old man&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;police man, fire fighter or a post man&lt;br /&gt;why not something like your old man&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;police man, fire fighter or a post man&lt;br /&gt;why not something like your old man&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer&lt;br /&gt;why not president, be a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;you can be just the one you wanna be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4930263323378603624?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4930263323378603624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4930263323378603624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4930263323378603624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4930263323378603624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-july-2009.html' title='7 July 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4167499830142616431</id><published>2009-07-04T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:13:15.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Holidays are coming to an end soo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;n.. Sigh... I went to work anyway. I sent a text message asking Nuar and Pryo if they were working today. Both of them reply me with a yes. In the end, only Pyro turned up. Sometimes, i really wish that most of the staff can be like the manager or Adin who are very friendly to us. I also accidentally injured Pyro's hands. Both of us were pushing the rollcage in and i went too fast. This cause Pyro to have his hand to get clamped in between the rollcage and the side of the door. He got a nasty brusie on his hand. Some areas of his hand have appear purplish-black. Some appears red and even bleeding. Dang, shouldn't have go that fast. Once again, the cat still hangs around the same place. Well, Jin Xiang was not around which means it is my turn =) Here are some photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99RmAYtII/AAAAAAAAAE8/JP0wkOOlpW0/s1600-h/Image0043%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354636223180223618" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99RmAYtII/AAAAAAAAAE8/JP0wkOOlpW0/s320/Image0043%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is rubbing it's body against my knee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99jCo05eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nVnKQyzp_nU/s1600-h/Image0044%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354636522923812322" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99jCo05eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nVnKQyzp_nU/s320/Image0044%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk9-KwohJlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6NfmDJMZuu8/s1600-h/Image0047%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354637205285447250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk9-KwohJlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6NfmDJMZuu8/s320/Image0047%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Circling around me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99zDVEcGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uSpn0cW0718/s1600-h/Image0045%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354636797987287138" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99zDVEcGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uSpn0cW0718/s320/Image0045%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aw, it is blur. I think it saw me taking photos of it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk9-YY_XpvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CHFax37QHzA/s1600-h/Image0048%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354637439457011442" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk9-YY_XpvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CHFax37QHzA/s320/Image0048%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoying the cool breeze coming from the air curtains~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk-AaZw8gVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m8VKFc7zhgg/s1600-h/Image0051%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354639673047941458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk-AaZw8gVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m8VKFc7zhgg/s320/Image0051%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cleaning up itself~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk-Avd0KTrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y74VLY4fnb0/s1600-h/Image0053%5B1%5D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354640034912423602" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk-Avd0KTrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y74VLY4fnb0/s320/Image0053%5B1%5D" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itchy hand scratching itchy head LOL =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4167499830142616431?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4167499830142616431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4167499830142616431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4167499830142616431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4167499830142616431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-july-2009.html' title='4 July 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sk99RmAYtII/AAAAAAAAAE8/JP0wkOOlpW0/s72-c/Image0043%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1852326580528731185</id><published>2009-06-28T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:32:00.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right now, i have two new gan mei (god sisters). One is my neighbour and the other is in my secondary school choir. Erm. Haha. I guess my contact web is growing. I still trying to know them. Meanwhile at work today, i almost 'murdered' one of the customer. Actually, no one was hurt. I was stacking goods on the top of the shelves and i guess i used slightly too much force. As a result, it pushed another carton of instant noodles fell from Lane 2 to Lane 1. Once again, i had this pain again at the exact same spot. It is a dull pain. Still can endure it so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1852326580528731185?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1852326580528731185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1852326580528731185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1852326580528731185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1852326580528731185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/28-june-2009.html' title='28 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7157158616418564083</id><published>2009-06-27T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:04:24.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think that my decision of swtiching from cashier to storeman is the right choice. At least, i don't have to come as early as 6.30 am especially i like to sleep heh heh heh (=.= Zzz). Things starting to look better as it is Jin Wu who is doing the ordering. Man, his ordering is way better than Eric's. 90% of the stock that Jin Wu ordered for today was able to put for display as compared to Eric's which is like 60% or less. Still, some stocks have to put on the shelves' top. Little did i expected, Jin Xiang came today to help out as well. He was supposed to have a break today. I really appreciated his help. Most of the storeman were youngsters like me. We were able to joke around and chat as we put the stocks on display as compared to the aunties at the cashier who were very quiet. Maybe it is the age gap? I definitely enjoyed the time when i am working as storeman. I took some photos of Jin Xiang playing with a cat which it is hanging around at the back of my workplace. Of course, we went to wash our hands after that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYl1jJ9WiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/MuNjVIilEq0/s1600-h/Image0040%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYl1jJ9WiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/MuNjVIilEq0/s320/Image0040%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352006809076718114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the cat that is hanging at the back of my workplace with Jin Xiang's hand&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the cat is enjoying~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYmOkVp-TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7xbBO15I8c0/s1600-h/Image0041%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYmOkVp-TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7xbBO15I8c0/s320/Image0041%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007238890944818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jin Xiang appears to be enjoying as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYmm2dprOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R1pZE5272mE/s1600-h/Image0042%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYmm2dprOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R1pZE5272mE/s320/Image0042%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007656073178338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here is a photo of both Jin Xiang and the cat =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7157158616418564083?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7157158616418564083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7157158616418564083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7157158616418564083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7157158616418564083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/27-june-2009.html' title='27 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SkYl1jJ9WiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/MuNjVIilEq0/s72-c/Image0040%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4784521707057464565</id><published>2009-06-26T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:59:06.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Common test is around the corner. I haven't start  on revising. Well, i really have played too much. At least today, i did touch a bit of Physical Chemistry. Yesterday, i received words that Joshua is in Tan Tock Seng Hospital waiting for his medical report to see if he is infected with H1N1. Fortunately, he did not get infected. Phew. Meanwhile in my secondary school, student council's camp was either been 'cancelled' or postponed. Judging the current situation of H1N1, the camp should be postponed. The H1N1 virus is kind of getting on my nerve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4784521707057464565?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4784521707057464565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4784521707057464565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4784521707057464565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4784521707057464565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/26-june-2009.html' title='26 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8199867559670888864</id><published>2009-06-24T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:08:57.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought that today i could get back my Physical Chemistry file but my friend forget about me. He said that this coming Friday, he will sure pass it back to me. Oh well. As usual, i played maplestory and Facebook. Around 7pm, i noticed the official website from Transformer: Revenge of the Fallen. Out of curiousity, i clicked. Then the background music, which is the theme song, played. It caught my attention. The music video of the song is even better. WOOT. Well, i am a 'Sci-fi' person. That means i will definitely watch it. I downloaded the theme song and it is one of blog song. wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8199867559670888864?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8199867559670888864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8199867559670888864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8199867559670888864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8199867559670888864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/24-june-2009.html' title='24 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3240261838935564982</id><published>2009-06-23T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T05:33:51.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23 June 2009</title><content type='html'>Holidays have been extended, I have more time to study in peace. During holidays, i went back to my secondary school to pay a little visit to my secondary school's choir. It is kind of worse than last time before i graduated. It is much smaller especially the boys. There is only 2 boys for baritone. Today, Andrew and i went back. I brought my laptop along to play since i don't really know music much. So, Andrew was coaching them and i sat back play game (heh heh heh). I think i had enough of fun already for now... I need to start getting serious and focus on my work. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3240261838935564982?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3240261838935564982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3240261838935564982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3240261838935564982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3240261838935564982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/23-june-2009.html' title='23 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8738403635817863774</id><published>2009-06-15T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:17:03.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life is really miserable... Especially you have brainless supervisor at the branch. Tests are around the corner. That is really pressurizing. Today, i went out with Wen Hui,Gladdys, Jin Xiang, Li He and Surender to go for a ride at Bishan Park. As Jin Xiang was working today, the 5 of us did some catching up as it had been a while since the day they left. After Jin Xiang ended work and came, we rented bikes to ride around. Gladdys and Li He are starters in cycling so the remaing four had to guide them. Li He had some cuts on her knee as she fell. Her bike was going fast and she wanted to slow down. But, she blanked out and did not apply the brakes. I shouted her to apply brakes and she applied too hard. She fell and got hurt. Gladdys was learning how to ride. After the ride, we went to Serangoon to have our dinner. I went home to eat. After i done eating, i brought my laptop to copy files and play games. After everyone had their dinner, we headed home. One day had passed, another day closer to common test. How am i going to cope? I have no idea. I am just tired yet still forced to move on. Can i have a time-out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8738403635817863774?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8738403635817863774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8738403635817863774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8738403635817863774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8738403635817863774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/15-june-2009.html' title='15 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1319806030234472076</id><published>2009-06-08T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:32:17.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Holidays are coming soon. Well, it may not be holiday. The reason i said this is because after the one week of holiday, it will be one week of test. See what i mean? So far, things get a little better. Still, there is plently of space for improvement. I was having lunch today with one of colleague. She happened to be at the same school at me. Then, my classmate saw me with her and well, you know. They thought she was my girlfriend. But unfortuantely, she is attached and her boyfirend is also one of my colleague.  I don't think i will have girlfriend at my poly life.  I do like someone but i doubt we were be able to be together. I guess i just stick with single then. As for work, nothing much have changed except the new manager. She is rather friendly to the young staff like me. She even chatted with us. On Sundays, she actually do not have to work but she came back just to see if everything is ok. I ended work at 8pm and i stayed there to do my work. Only one staff there to close the store for that day. So she thought i was still working and yet i have a laptop in front of me doing my work. She asked me in a nice manner. She even offered to check my report. But she was not really good in science. Still i helped the staff to close the store. After that, she was still around and chatted with us while the supervisor was counting the sales of the day. She got to be nicest manager i ever met....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1319806030234472076?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1319806030234472076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1319806030234472076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1319806030234472076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1319806030234472076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-june-2009.html' title='8 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3789647203662303155</id><published>2009-06-05T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:52:27.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday training was intense for me. I didn't come for 2 days of training and suddenly i came. My body didn't really able to take it. My arms and legs don't even have an ounch of strength after training yesterday. I had to rest to gain some strength. It is partly due to one person. His strength was amazing strong. I was the one holding the cushion for others to hit. This particular guy kicked and my arms just flew back. Of course, i got hit. I had to use more strength just to resist the impact. Presentation over and one part of burden is lifted from my shoulder. Right now, my main concern will be my Japanese language. Sigh. Even worse, i even have more knowledge on Inorganic Chemistry. I really have to work hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3789647203662303155?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3789647203662303155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3789647203662303155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3789647203662303155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3789647203662303155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-june-2009.html' title='5 June 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-9165498458806781037</id><published>2009-05-30T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:22:15.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31st May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was awake at the 31 May 2009 at 1.15 am, doing tutorial and chatting. Yesterday was the last day of cashier and today was the first day of store hand. FREEDOM IS FINALLY MINE AT WORK. No need to wake up at 6 am in the morning. Phew, because of this, i lack of sleep big time. Feeling restless most of the time even in lecture or tutorial. I think i can have my 'gym' session at work instead of in school. Haha.. Although i was assigned tpo a counter, i barely even touch my cash register as i was doing the stock most of the time. My sale for today was like less 1500 bucks? Usually, it will be around 3000 to 4000 bucks provided i was at the counter the whole time. I didn't care much about cashier position. It definitely feels greats when a job suits you. No more stressing over about the money that i short. Much relieve is brought to me. Thank god. Sigh, i can't type much for now. Still doing presentation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-9165498458806781037?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/9165498458806781037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=9165498458806781037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/9165498458806781037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/9165498458806781037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/31st-may-2009.html' title='31st May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-2678638611176917963</id><published>2009-05-29T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:03:30.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was rather for me these 2 days. I enjoyed these 2 days despite feeling tired. Yesterday, Evangeline ( my gan-jie) graduated from her course. Just nice, i have no tutorial or lecture or what so ever. I was a free man yesterday (Yeah, i love that). Seeing people graduating, it make me feel that three years is really short. Right now, it is going to be six months have past. Isn't it fast? Will i get to graduate? As in, will things go smoothly for me? I saw some of the lecturers there and my mentor. Then i took some photos with her, she did not upload all as her laptop is having problem uploading the photos onto her facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sh_1EOYs5pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i29ffZfOh8Y/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sh_1EOYs5pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i29ffZfOh8Y/s320/DSC01179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341257136014681746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sh_1D0s1qhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wcLrwNWNkfE/s1600-h/DSC01178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sh_1D0s1qhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wcLrwNWNkfE/s320/DSC01178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341257129119820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hehe. Nice bunny's ears? Haha... As for today, i had 3 hours of lecture (boring) and 2 hours of Japanese tutorial (i stillnot giving up that easily). I was totally lost in the tutorial. More effort have to be put in and study style have to be changed. Still adapting&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What's worst, my presentation changed from week 8 to week 7 which is next week. Never mind, let me once again wield my sword of courage and my shield of faith.  The long journey have started. Am i prepared for it? I have no idea for now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-2678638611176917963?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2678638611176917963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=2678638611176917963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2678638611176917963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2678638611176917963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/29-may-2009.html' title='29 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/Sh_1EOYs5pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i29ffZfOh8Y/s72-c/DSC01179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3883917747557615905</id><published>2009-05-22T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:24:39.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again, i got my butt pawned in Japanese lesson. I studied like half of the test only. It had been a week since the day i lost my phone. Life is really sucky without it. Lucky, i still have my laptop which relieve my burden. This week was rather chaotic for me. I did things last mintue. I skipped kick boxing yesterday just to study Japanese. I guess much more effort have to put in. I feel bad for one thing. I indirectly/directly sabotage my friend for getting a D for her lab report. I was not alert enough to spot that mistake. Damn my stupidness. I just hate it when my friends around got affected by me in the negative way. Screw this, I hate it. Where is the me that strive for the best in my work? Where is that me in secondary school that always on? I need to fine tune myself. Why did it happen? I am very disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the translation for the song titled 'Meteor' in Gundam SEED series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My flawed heart still embraces the night, even as it burns out&lt;br /&gt;That feeling that glittered off in the distance for a split-second - If it's love, I'll try for that vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The light is freed and falls through the sky, sacrificing its warmth only for hope&lt;br /&gt;The flame that's born of dying starts burns on in this, my final dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If the sin that falls and covers everything turns to kindness, and if a thorn could become a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the unheard scream of a flower before it falls&lt;br /&gt;The pain that searches for the fragility of a prayer stirs the period when the two of us met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The grief and the light are swallowed up by the waves, and in the midst of all this pain, you awaken&lt;br /&gt;This bond that could be created because we were hurt is beginning to paint over the loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pouring my life into this; with whatever wings you have left - I'm begging you, please wrap me up in them&lt;br /&gt;The light again falls though the sky, sacrificing its warmth only for hope&lt;br /&gt;This mistake caves in and comes to an end, and my final dream continues on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3883917747557615905?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3883917747557615905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3883917747557615905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3883917747557615905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3883917747557615905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/22-may-2009.html' title='22 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7381354148617402729</id><published>2009-05-20T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:55:13.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think today's got to be the most whackiest day of my campus life. I played Left 4 Dead with my friends. Lots of whacy things happened.  We played Verus mode. Lots of stupid, funny and whacky things happened. I even got killed through a funny way. Intially, we started from the safe room. The safe room supposed to be safe but some how, TANK (super zombie) spawned inside it. It was my friend, Guo Wei who was the TANK. The 4 of us was running like mad in the safe room. We ran like playing merry-go-round inside the room. Now come to think of it, i still find it funny. Then around 4.30pm, Fhamy and i went to the campus's gym. I went in to train my arm muscles. After that, we went back at 5 plus. While we were making our way out, we saw Jia Chun playing floorball for a while only, We saw her like 5 seconds later, the game ended. Then Fhamy and i were outside the campus waiting for Sherry, then Sherry called Suhaimi asking him where is he. In the end, i went to the library to play L4D and counter strike with them. Once again, funny moments happened again. I really had enough of fun for today. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7381354148617402729?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7381354148617402729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7381354148617402729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7381354148617402729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7381354148617402729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/20-may-2009.html' title='20 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7887615043453685944</id><published>2009-05-16T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:49:50.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In my workplace, I have a freaking whacky supervisor. Make it 2 supervisor. Their names are Eric and Adin. Adin is not really as whacky as Eric. Eric likes to use F word and others. I asked him why he keep using it and he replied me that it is a way to express himself. My first impression of him is that he was way 'expressive'. Then there is a photo of all the supervisor and the manager on the way into the NTUC. I saw his photo. It was way outstanding. His pose was informal i think. He had his both hand on the waist and he smiled until i can't really see his eyes. I saw the new manager today. I finally know why some of the suppliers asked me if there is a change in manager and why Eric also have a similar reaction as well. The new manager was pretty. I assumed that she is in her 30's by juding her look. She is like ' WOW' to the supplier and Eric. I wasn't interested although i was looking at her as well. I was wondering who is she as i did not have a slightest clue until i walked into the manager's office to check for Tiger beers' free gift. My main attention was at the cash register. Actually i almost didn't turn up for work today until Karen (supervisor for cashier) called me. Then i realised i was mixed up the dates for work. I thought i working on Sunday morning but actually i was working on Saturday morning. Haha. Looking my desk... It looks really depressing with all the works piling on it... Think i better go finish as fast as possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7887615043453685944?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7887615043453685944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7887615043453685944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7887615043453685944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7887615043453685944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/16-may-2009.html' title='16 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1627784863071353199</id><published>2009-05-15T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:26:51.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wasn't myself today. This is partly due to the fact that i am not feeling well. I sat for 2 hours of lecture, feeling restless. I was like having a fever. I listened to the lecture. I think about 60% is not registered in my brain. During the 2 hour break in between, i went to play Left 4 Dead and DOTA. I didn't have lunch as i really have no appetite to eat anything. During the 2 hour break, i didn't know Kaijie was looking for me (this is because i lost my phone and he can't contact me). He even left offline message hoping that i will get to see the message. Unfortunately, i didn't see it. After the break, i felt even more restless. I just wanted to go home and rest. After enduring for another 3 hours, i finally managed to go home. But i stayed awhile to play Left 4 Dead with a classmate in Japanese class. I really enjoyed playing with him. Finally, i can feel the coordination. Playing with computer can be really a bad idea cause you can't communicate with the computer. After that, i went home with Nicole and Nicholas. On the way home, i feel so relaxed. My mind was like not thinking of anything else but resting. Mentally exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1627784863071353199?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1627784863071353199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1627784863071353199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1627784863071353199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1627784863071353199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-may-2009.html' title='15 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1854335992348324510</id><published>2009-05-14T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:16:14.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One day without my handphone, it is very weird. It is very inconvient. All my songs inside my phone gone, contacts have to be re-key, unable to contact people ( this is the worst of all). If i didn't rush on Wednesday, my phone will still be with me. I bought it with my pay and now i lost it. The feeling is really depressing. Right now i am waiting for one week to see if my phone can be find. But i know chances is very low until i can don't need to think about it. I want my NOKIA 6500 BACK T.T .  I got my O Level certificate and my testimony today. Acutally i should get it long time ago. But i was blur and didn't ask my friend about it. Haha... I learnt some kicks during training for kick boxing. I also got my attire today xD. I really do not have the mood to write much, i guess i stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1854335992348324510?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1854335992348324510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1854335992348324510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1854335992348324510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1854335992348324510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/14-may-2009.html' title='14 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1871678919470257397</id><published>2009-05-12T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:16:34.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maths lecture is the start of the day. The lecturer is like my secondary school maths teacher. He is way funny. He cover on the topic of function. Although it is a topic from secondary school, i still listen to him. Then physical chemistry... Hehe... The tutorial i only do a few question, the rest i copied from Guo Wei. Muhaha. During the tutorial, i went to check my Facebook and MSN to check if there is any mail. Well, there is a mail in Facebook. It is from my class mentor. He was wondering if there is anyone interested in taking part of the SAF marathon. I asked the class in between the break. Unfortunately, response were poor as all were not interested. This may be there is not much detail of the run. So i replied to our mentor, asking him for the detail. Then after Microbiology A which is the last thing of the day, Mr How ( our mentor) was outside the lab. He told me that he sent me the details for the run ( actually it is the website of the run). He told me that he was expecting like 4 or 5 people joining. Then i went to the library and slack awhile before going home. Around 11 plus, there is an auntie who work at the same branch as me want me to help her out by taking her afternoon shift. I rejected her because it will be freaking rush for me.... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1871678919470257397?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1871678919470257397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1871678919470257397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1871678919470257397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1871678919470257397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/12-may-2009.html' title='12 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8484869916156719724</id><published>2009-05-09T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:50:14.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lousy way to start your weekend is to work in the morning like 6.30am or 7am. I had to drag my body out of the bed. Last night, it was rainning. What a perfect condition to sleep in XD. Then slowly washed myself up. I working from 7am to 2pm. I have no break at all. This really sucks. Then i short 9.30 bucks but luckily i need not pay cause my overall sale reached 4.6k plus. Haha. I was rather lucky. I went jogging with my friend who used to work at the same NTUC i am working at. I have to start train up my body. Then at night, i treated my mother to dinner.... Then at night when i was sleeping, I had a pain at my forehead. This pain i had resulted me to be awake. SIgh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8484869916156719724?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8484869916156719724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8484869916156719724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8484869916156719724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8484869916156719724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/9-may-2009.html' title='9 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7067068158997044024</id><published>2009-05-07T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:01:09.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday was a tiring day but i like it. I went for kick boxing yesterday. Kaijie, Leon and I went for the kick boxing. This reminds me of the days in the secondary school NCC's days but it wasn't a mermorable one. We learnt the basic like punchs and kick. Maybe not really a kick.. I think i going to stick with kick boxing. Then there is some practise seesion for us to practise our punch and kicks. Then the instructor came in front of me and lifting his hands in a position to allow me to punch. I was kind of scare that i will hurt him.. Then he told me not to worry but give him my best shot. So i went ahead and punch. First round, i was inbalanced then i was corrected by him. After 3 rounds, he walked away and said that his both hand feeling the pain. Then for the kick, the first round my hand was in the wrong position as in my arms was supposed to block. Then i reached campus at 8.45am cause i lending my friend my laptop. Her lesson end at 10am which almost resulted in getting me locked out of the lab. PHEW! Then i worked with Tsz Ting for the Physical Chemistry experiment (not really a experiment). I reached home at 11 plus. I had a heavy MAC dinner in campus. This is partly due to the fact that i didn't have my lunch. Haha. Microbiology A is next, i was kind of blur in the lecture. I guess i have major reading to do. Lastly it was Japanese Language. I didn't know there is a quiz for it. I guess no need to explain, you guys should know what is the result. Also, i didn't know that there is a homework for it. Gosh, i didn't do it. I asked the teacher if i can hand in before the lesson on monday. Luckily, he said okay. PHEW!!! I was not the only one, haha. AW, my body is aching. I must really go back to train my body again. Aw... That hurts... Works still piling.... Oh boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7067068158997044024?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7067068158997044024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7067068158997044024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7067068158997044024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7067068158997044024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-may-2009.html' title='8 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3198681755116760388</id><published>2009-05-05T05:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T05:23:30.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i had the whackiest lecture . First lecture was Maths For Life Science. The speaker was very funny. The way he carry out his lecture was fuuny but it did catch my attention. Although what he taught is mostly secondary school things, i still can listen to him attentively. He is a bit blur. The textbook wrote -2 yet he wrote 2. The maths lecture today is mainly focused on the secondary school maths things. As for Microbiology A, i really suck at this module. The experiment the class did today, i really screwed it up. I can't get the result. Gram Stain was the worst part, i totally can't a view of it. The Acid Fast done by Kaijie, it was successful. Most people actually get a view but i didn't. I was really disappointed. Worst, the first lab report i did got a C+. Sometimes what we sow may not be what we reap... I feel happy for those who get A's and B's for their lab report... I guess more effort have to be put in... This is just the beginning.. Warm-up session over, time to get serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3198681755116760388?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3198681755116760388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3198681755116760388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3198681755116760388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3198681755116760388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-may-2009.html' title='5 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5351273707952473900</id><published>2009-05-04T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:07:10.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Week 3 started and it started with a slacky day. There is no tutorial for inorganic chemistry. We sat in the room until it is about time then we move to our next class. Communication skills is the next class. I forgot to bring the note for this class and i also didn't do. Haha. The campus had started taking temperature for everyone. But it is way faster than secondary school. Last time in secondary school, we have to use stupid thermometer to take temperature. In our campus, we have the equipment used in the airport to take temperature. Life is so much easier with this. There is one thing i don't like, we have to take 2 times a day. One in the morning and the other one in the afternoon. I think it is kind of troublesome. Oh well, prevention is better than cure. My landyard was spoilt thanks to my friend in NTUC. They played with my landyard and it snapped. I have to buy it today. One thing that 'impressed' me that is only 75 cents for the landyard and i have to pay by NETS. What in the world man =.=lll Small amount also use NETS pay... I went to Block E thinking that my bus card will be ready for collection as the lady who was at the passenger service counter told me. That auntie cheat my feeling, she told one week later then can collect but the card was not in the office. I have to wait for next monday. Actually, i planned to Adventure Club but i changed my mind today. Instead i decided to join kick boxing. Sorry Tsz Ting. Leon is so dead when he spar with me. Hehe. Then after Communication Skill, I have 2 hour break and then it is Japanese . We have a small quiz. I kind of flunked it. Sigh~ Hurdles didn't stop here, it only just began to increase. The 2 hour in Japanese seemed to be going slow during the lesson. I tried to listen. After Japanese lesson, i went home straight away... Lots of work piling on my desk... I'm trying to clear the stupid pile of work on my desk. Sigh, i guess it will be happy clearing session for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5351273707952473900?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5351273707952473900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5351273707952473900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5351273707952473900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5351273707952473900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-may-2009.html' title='4 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8468831614497756407</id><published>2009-05-03T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:39:52.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today i worked in the morning. Before i even start work, i knew something will screwed up my morning. True enough, it really happened. I went to the office to take temperature with my ear piece. I turned the volume to the max. My supervisor suddenly came in and talked. Of course, i still had my earpiece on. When i took my ear piece out, i only heard a part 'cleaning'. After she finished talking, she left. I thought she want me to clean the cloths for all the five counter and i went. After i finished cleaning, she saw me distributing cloths and she shouted at me. She actually want me to help her moving the goods out. Then i went to help her. I was totally fed up with her. She think that she is the superisver can scold workers in the morning right. A small matter need to use shout to settle? As if i am not human. Before school starts, she arranged me to work in the morning (6.30am-2.50pm). Come on, i am not robot. Some aunties at my branch can work in the afternoon everytime. So what? Does that mean i have to work in the morning most of the time? At my branch, i think cashier is the worst group ever. Store is even better than cashier. Supervisor in charge of store treat his staff way better than cashier. Chief Cashier treating her cashier like craps especially the young one. When the work is over, i feel loosen up as in relax. Right now, the in-charge for store is helping me by asking the manager to see if i can transfer to store. By monday, i will get an answer. If it is a 'no', bye bye  to them. By then, i will look for another job. Sigh~ Oh well, i have to focus on my studies first. Work is going to be aside from my brain soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8468831614497756407?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8468831614497756407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8468831614497756407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8468831614497756407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8468831614497756407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-may-2009.html' title='3 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-2562438107368873231</id><published>2009-04-30T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:59:41.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Second week is coming to an end soon and i have piles of things uncomplete. My desk is practically messy than last time when in O level. I think most people see it will ask me one thing, 'How on earth you can study in that kind of condition?' Luckily, today is a public holiday. At least i can tidy up and try to finish up the pile of work on my desk. I hate test and lab report. Lab report almost drain my brain juice out of my brain. As for test, this coming monday i have a 'spelling' on japanese. To guys, language is usually their weakest. The landyard is sucky as in the color. I don't really like yellow for landyard. I prefer white for my landyard. I am so going to see the manager on tuesday. It either transfer or sayoonara. The chief cashier is rather stubborn i guess. She is like holding on to me, don't want to let me transfer. Then she offered to ask manager and all three times answer are no. This is total crap. That's why i am seeing her personally. So far, life in poly is really good... I think i managed to find a CCA for me. Thanks to Tsz Ting xD. I guess i stop for now... Packing stuff~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-2562438107368873231?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2562438107368873231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=2562438107368873231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2562438107368873231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2562438107368873231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-may-2009.html' title='1 May 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-355037778527969938</id><published>2009-04-29T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T05:28:16.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today, i had make-up lecture from 4.30pm to 6/6.30pm. The actual time for dismissal should be 3pm plus. I stayed in school. As usual, i will be alone. I stayed in the E-Learning Place for almost 3 hours. While i was there, i saw some of my friends who work in the same NTUC as me. I tried to play Defense Of The Ancient with him but i was unable to start a game. Instead, we played by ourselves. Seriously, i don't like lecture. I like tutorial compared to lecture. During the lecture, i was quite restless. Somethings in my life is getting complicated... I really wish things are simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-355037778527969938?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/355037778527969938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=355037778527969938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/355037778527969938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/355037778527969938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/04/29-april-2009.html' title='29 April 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7072949588587132304</id><published>2009-04-23T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:24:30.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23 April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today was the last day of CCA open house or Club Crawl. When i entered this campus, i was hoping that i can join archery. I am interested in archery. I realised this campus really have archery. I went to sign up today at the Club Crawl. I told my mother about my choice. She kind of showing her objection to it. I was really disappointed. My interest in archery was instantly killed by my mum. I understand the situation. I was very sad about it. The sports i always wanted to join is available but i am unable to join. So near yet so far. The main reason of my mother objection will be the cost spend for this CCA. The bow and arrow cost ranging from 300 to 400 bucks. At first, i told my mum that i joining archery. She seemed to have no objection. After i told her the amount that i may spend, she show her objection. That really make my heart sink. Beside archery, i have no idea what other CCA to join. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7072949588587132304?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7072949588587132304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7072949588587132304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7072949588587132304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7072949588587132304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/04/23-april-2009.html' title='23 April 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4465840106762768508</id><published>2009-04-21T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:33:58.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 April 2009</title><content type='html'>So far poly life is not too bad, i still can adpat to it. However, there are somethings that i really need lots of time to adapt. For example, not getting fed up when trying to extract notes from the school notes. Sometimes i can't access to my notes and i get really fed up. Yesterday i bought my lappy, it could not shut down. This is what it happened. When i clicked Shut Down, it turned out that the lappy is restarting. I brought my lappy back to the campus to repair. The technical person seen my lappy like for more than 3 times. In the end, he changed a new lappy for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4465840106762768508?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4465840106762768508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4465840106762768508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4465840106762768508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4465840106762768508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/04/21-april-2009.html' title='21 April 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4427694364518700272</id><published>2009-04-17T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:34:53.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got really sicked and tired of my job. Main reason is that it mismatched my personailty. I told the supervisor in charge of me but she did not really bother about it. Her main concern is that she have a enough cashiers that's all. For last month, i had to pay $60 for the shortage i made. I accidentally charged extra for a customer on his credit card customer. Another time, i really short 30 bucks. It is not exactly 60 bucks. It is around there somewhere. I told my supervisor that i going to quit by the end of this month. She asked me to reconsider then tomorrow tell her. Then another supervisor said he will help to transfer to store hand but i said no to his help. There is a reason for this. 2 supervisor recommended me twice to become store hand but failed. So i think better not waste his time trying to help since it did not work out the last 2 times. It really sucks when a job mismatch your personailty. If i can be store hand, that would be the best. But i guess not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4427694364518700272?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4427694364518700272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4427694364518700272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4427694364518700272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4427694364518700272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-april-2009.html' title='17 April 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7401598291399360084</id><published>2009-03-10T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:17:19.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Mar 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today, i had my dinner with my friends, supervisor and manager at Royal Plaza Hotel located at near Orchard MRT Station. Bascially, it was nice. I ate lots of sushi and sashimi. I am a sushi and sashimi lover.There are other foods like oyster, lobster, ham, turkey and roasted chicken. I had some ham and lots of sushi and sashimi. We met in the NTUC at 5pm and we took a taxi to the place. Although there were some mistake, we still managed to reached there but at different timing. Adin reached there at 4.30pm. I really like the sushi there. It is very nice. I had two plates of sushi over there.I did not touch the seafood. I had others instead. 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbaCG9WT0eI/AAAAAAAAACo/WY-JWIaJ1DM/s320/Image0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575866589041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbaCGg_zDaI/AAAAAAAAACg/ljIRXs53o4o/s1600-h/Image0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbaCGg_zDaI/AAAAAAAAACg/ljIRXs53o4o/s320/Image0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575858978426274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbaCGENW22I/AAAAAAAAACQ/RoYVDD8DzSE/s1600-h/Image0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbaCGENW22I/AAAAAAAAACQ/RoYVDD8DzSE/s320/Image0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575851250670434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbZ6uikA1gI/AAAAAAAAACA/lHJZ95kPO5E/s1600-h/Image0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7401598291399360084?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7401598291399360084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7401598291399360084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7401598291399360084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7401598291399360084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-mar-2009.html' title='10 Mar 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SbaEBPX_q_I/AAAAAAAAADo/JdKgMvklqPs/s72-c/Image0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6997306870437093185</id><published>2009-02-23T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:06:19.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I practically played maple the whole day. Same thing for yesterday. Yesterday, i played from level 49 to level 51, As for today, i played from 51 to 53. I had two days of rest after 10 days of work. The day before yesterday, something have to happen. I got screwed up big time. No matter what, i want to work in the store. At least, there is some space for me in store. As cashier, things really get sucky. If i can't work store totally, i guess i have to like Jin Xiang who is half-store and half -cashier. At least, i don't have to face the aunties all the time. Tolerate... Tolerate is the key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6997306870437093185?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6997306870437093185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6997306870437093185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6997306870437093185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6997306870437093185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/02/23-feb-2009.html' title='23 Feb 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5465106536323225001</id><published>2009-02-21T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:55:17.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WOOT. TODAY GOT TO BE THE SUCKY DAY OF MY LIFE. I maybe a newcomer but i am no pushover. I can nice to you and i can be freaking nasty to you. I really mean nasty. Even i lose this job, i don't even give a damm about it. There are plenty of jobs in this world, it's just whether you want to do or not. I think i better ask to transfer to store. There is no stress. I can get some exercise. I need not have to face stupid freaking retarded customers. Some are nice really. I short of 35.99 bucks today. I thinking it may the ten dollar note stuck together as a result, i short this amount of money. Enough is enough. One's patience has a limit. MINE JUST SHOT TO THE MAXIMUM. I came earlier than her and yet she get to packed up first. This is totally crap. She slacked more than me. My mind is made up. Most of the aunties are ok and nice to me. I am really sick and tired of it. At least, she can ask nicely but NO. Sometimes, i really feel like throwing the monitor to her face, IN HER FREAKING FACE. Finally, tomorrow is my break. I can finally relax myself for 2 days and back to work. I am really sick and tired of being a cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5465106536323225001?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5465106536323225001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5465106536323225001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5465106536323225001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5465106536323225001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/02/21-feb-2009.html' title='21 Feb 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-6055300079018161539</id><published>2009-02-18T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:02:30.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right now, i feel that the NTUC kind of empty. There isn't much laughter as compared to last time. Right now, i only see work and there is nothing else. The six cashier used to be together in NTUC and now left 3 cashier. Most of the time, i am facing aunties. I don't mind talking to aunties but some can get really nasty. I really sick of it. Sometimes,  i really get pissed off big time. If there is a choice given to me again, i will choose to work as store. Less stress face, more teamwork practise, less selfish people. Work is really tiring without friends around. Freaking tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-6055300079018161539?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6055300079018161539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=6055300079018161539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6055300079018161539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/6055300079018161539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/02/18-feb-2009.html' title='18 Feb 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5202092101838949151</id><published>2009-02-17T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:01:37.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Back to blog. I was kind of addicted to games like Soldier Front. I was really exhausted for the past three days. There are so many things took place. When the party was like just getting started, now it's ending soon. Somethings that just happened, i felt it was rather unfair in many ways. Right now, i am kind of like half store man and half cashier. 2 days ago, my head got hit by a stupid 20kg washing powder. I was taking some of the goods and suddenly i got hit at my head. I was stunned for awhile. I have no idea what hit me. It was painful. I went with my friends as well recently. Although we played different games from original planning, we still had fun. I guess that was the most important of all. At least, all of us get to exercise(i know some don't really exercise). After the games, we went for dinner. JX and i ordered $5 fried rice and both of us had a hard time finishing it later. JX even almost had a 'heart attack' while finishing it. While i was blogging, i was checking some piano version of some songs. I was looking for new music to replace the current one. But, i really don't like somethings in life. **** those decision.  By the way, i share with you something interesting. Auntie Wendy starting to work in the 4D counter. One day, i went back to check my shift and she was trying to print her report out. She encounterd some problems. There were no numbers or figures. She asked the other aunite. The auntie asked her if she had declare the amount and she replied no. I was laughing my ass out. Starting to run out of things to blog about already... I am also tired. Blog the next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5202092101838949151?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5202092101838949151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5202092101838949151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5202092101838949151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5202092101838949151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/02/17-feb-2009.html' title='17 Feb 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5064102655147297143</id><published>2009-01-31T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:35:56.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Originally, i was supposed to go to a barbecue at Kensington Park and work at 6am. However, Karen auntie changed shift with me. In the end, i worked at the afternoon. I thought what will get worse. I was supposed to work at 4pm. Then ZY called me, telling that he changed shift with me. So i worked at 3.30pm and he worked at 4pm. I can't play my computer for the 6 hours. When i reached there, i wanted to check price but Eric called me in to get money. When i checked which counter i opened, i realized i was opening COUNTER 5. You didn't see wrongly. Counter 5 take charge of the carpark coupon and the newspaper. I am fortunate i worked in the afternoon as there is only 2 types of newspaper. In the morning, there is more than 2 types of paper. Phew~ I accidentally tore down the door of a cupboard. It was faulty and it even slant to it's side. Of course there were customer bought carpark coupons.But most of the time, i am the runner. Why do i say that? I was running errands for the auntie like forwarding and getting stuffs.  Practically, i find it acceptable though i was totally clueless in the first place. I know it's a bit late. I got in my first choice which Molecular Biotechnology at Nanyang Polytechnic. I guess it would be a restart button for me as i have to know everyone all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5064102655147297143?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5064102655147297143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5064102655147297143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5064102655147297143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5064102655147297143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/31-jan-2009.html' title='31 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4451658172619966633</id><published>2009-01-30T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:30:15.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I went to catch a movie with my friends who worked in the NTUC as me. We watched the movie titled " Bride War". I felt that it was a good movie. It was funny and I really enjoyed it. The starting was nice. It was about 2 close friends who were getting married on the same day because of a mistake. Originally, both wanted to get married on the different day. One of them works as a lawyer and the other one as a teacher in secondary school. After the mistake, they discussed and agreed that one of them should host the marriage at the same day. Both didn't give in and trouble starts brewing. They even tried to sabotage each other's wedding. Still in the end, the teacher didn't get marry. The lawyer got married. Both of them patched up. After a year, the teacher got married with the lawyer's brother and both got pregnant. The best part is that both of are going to give birth on the same day. Originally, we are supposed to watch 4.30pm show but there isn't much seat which means the 6 of us have to separate. So we waited for the 6.50pm show. While waiting, we did some window shopping and had our dinner at MacDonald. I was feeling a bit low. This is because i don't know when can we have a outing with them again like this. Seriously speaking, this is the first time i going out with friends like cataching a movie or window shopping. Usually, i go out alone. I was not on good terms with my classmate or they look down on me so they left me out. I really enjoyed today's outing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4451658172619966633?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4451658172619966633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4451658172619966633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4451658172619966633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4451658172619966633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/30-jan-2009.html' title='30 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-7192433364665423275</id><published>2009-01-29T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:07:57.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Came back from Malaysia. I almost got my hand toasted while lighting up the long chain of fire cracker. I think i was kind of retarded at that point of time. During the period of time in Malaysia, i got back my original skin color which is very tanned. I cycled as that would be the transport i usually use. My relative are too busy to bring me around so i travel by my own bike. I went to cybercafe which is like 3 mintues ride. I played with my friend at the cyber cafe like Red Alert 2, Left 4 Dead, Counter Strike and Dota. I only went there like around 4 days only. Though it was short, it was still enjoyable. Oh well, have to treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-7192433364665423275?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7192433364665423275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=7192433364665423275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7192433364665423275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/7192433364665423275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/29-jan-2009.html' title='29 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3840048746251497429</id><published>2009-01-21T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:41:00.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was working at 7 am today. I reached my workplace at 6.38am. Gladdys was working in the moring. She was supposed to work in the afternoon but she changed shift with Li He who thinks that she may not be able to wake up. I was at counter 6 and i thought i could slack at counter 6 like before. However, there is a slight problem. All the five register inside the NTUC was not working and the customers had to pay at 2 register which is outside. Practically, the inside looks empty. Gladdys took the most customers as she operated at conter 7 which is just right outside the NTUC while mine still need a short distance. I asked some of the customers to come over to my register and pay. Her counter had some customers rushing her. I feel the customers are inconsiderate. If she give the wrong change, who is the person responsible for it? It will be Gladdys unless the customer will take care of the wrong change, i think Gladdys will clear the queue very fast. Mine was rather ok. In the end, we had to stand at the front line for 2 freaking hours. The main reason the 5 register were not working is they are all short circuit except for the 2 register outside. In the morning, i discovered the NETs machine for 4 counter was not working. I notified the supervisor and i went to opened my counter. 5 minutes later, i saw one of the auntie came out and said she helped me to pack. I asked her why and she replied the 5 counters inside is experiencing technical problem. For moment, it working fine. THEN GOT PROBLEM. After the 2 hours, i was in a shock. After a while, i was alright. First time in my life, i do things this fast before. It was like fast motion cartoon. Because of the rush, i short 4.55 cents. Damm tired. stop here for now == Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3840048746251497429?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3840048746251497429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3840048746251497429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3840048746251497429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3840048746251497429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/21-jan-2009.html' title='21 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-5949376302658426921</id><published>2009-01-19T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:54:14.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today was VERY SUCKY. Everything was alright. One customer i gave him 2 5 cents and he don't want it. He wanted the 10 cents coin. It slightly got on my nerves and later, i felt alright. Right after this customer, another customer claimed that he queued first in the line WHEN I CAN'T EVEN SEE THE ******* LINE. I served the other customer and then served him. I was very irriated already. I made a major mistake earlier on. This particular customer bought 2 carton of marigold drinks. I accidentally scanned the smaller pack in the carton. The actual price was supposed to be 6.70 bucks but i scanned in 1.90 bucks. I asked the customer to wait as i called the supervisor. The supervisor was held up by some matters. He was kind of impatient and took off the goods. After he left, the supervisor came and i asked him to void the sales. So now, he took the goods unpaid. He said he will come back to pay the actual amount. In the end, he didn't turn up. At that point of time, i really felt that i am a ******* B******. I was really stupid to go trust that guy. Then i holded a transaction which the customer claimed to pay later, the worst part is that i lost the stupid receipt. I was very frustrated after all these crap. Buch of A******, F****** RETARDED CUSTOMER WHO CHEAT PEOPLE'S TRUST. I was very disappointed in myself. Surendar and other promoter was there as well. Then Gladdys, Wen Hui and Jin Xiang came back to NTUC around 10 plus. I was cold towards them and i am really sorry about that. I had no mood to joke with them. SORRY GUYS &gt;&lt; In the end, i had excess 8 bucks because of the sales void.  I told Adin. If i have to compesate, it will 13.40 bucks. Sigh~ I really hated this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-5949376302658426921?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5949376302658426921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=5949376302658426921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5949376302658426921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/5949376302658426921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/19-jan-2009.html' title='19 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-9014233596554731007</id><published>2009-01-18T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:14:52.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After knowing that i am going to work all the way till 24 Jan 2009, i felt tired and exhausted. In terms of mentally, i felt tired. It was alright as it was evened out like i work on alternate shifts. I was feeling sad when i know my friends working in NTUC are going to leave soon. Wen Hui applied for JC. Most of us working in the NTUC applied for Polytechnic and so, we are working till the school term starts. I was hoping to work on weekend to earn a bit of money. Wen Hui is going to stop working at 25 Jan 2009 i think. Unfortunately, i am oversea with my mother.  Wrong timing... Work was like weight lifting session. Most of the customers bought drinks. I had long queue most of the time. I slacked 5 minutes later customer come. I decided not to slack as I ONLY GET TO SLACK FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES OR MORE. I think that i can get some exercises from work. The drinks can act as weights. I got Zi Qi's float. Her float was alright except for the 5 cents. It had lots of 5 cents. I accidentally dropped a 20 cent coin in the gap between the desk and the wall. I told Adin the only supervisor at 6am. He managed to get it out. I checked the cashier book and found out that i working at counter 6. I am also the first cashier to reach NTUC this morning. I sat at the counter and i was going to fall asleep. I really felt sad that Wen Hui is leaving. She may drop by and buy things and then i charge special service charges. MUHAHAHA I not so bad. Anyway, i worked at counter 6 2 times in a row. I should be working inside tomorrow as i am working in the afternoon which is less tiring as compared to morning. I wish my friend Wen Hui all the best for her studies. I also heard that one more cashier is leaving and i am still looking answer for that. All good thing coming to an end soon.. Anyway, i found this video on youtube and i thought i can share with my friends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-YxIhP9sMc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-YxIhP9sMc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-9014233596554731007?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/9014233596554731007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=9014233596554731007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/9014233596554731007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/9014233596554731007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-jan-2009.html' title='18 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-3455836216159195104</id><published>2009-01-15T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:11:31.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Jan 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just submitted my application for polytechnic courses. I had a mixed feeling when i am filling up the application form. Just in case anyone is curious.... These are the courses i appiled for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Molecular Biotechnology                          &lt;br /&gt;-Molecular Biotechnology                         &lt;br /&gt;-Biomedical Engineering                          &lt;br /&gt;-Pharmaceutical Science&lt;br /&gt;-Biologic &amp;amp;Process Technology&lt;br /&gt;-Nanotechnology &amp;amp; Material Science&lt;br /&gt;-Chemical &amp;amp; Green Technology&lt;br /&gt;-Hospitality &amp;amp; Resort Management&lt;br /&gt;-Aerospace System&lt;br /&gt;-Manufacturing Engineering&lt;br /&gt;-Digital &amp;amp; Precision Engineering&lt;br /&gt;-Telematics &amp;amp; Media&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied either for Nanyang Polytechnic or Ngee Ann Polytechnic since there is a straight bus to these two polytechnic. I am kind of lazy to go polytechnic located places like DOVER. I am very interested in Science so the first 2 course is a must get in course for me. Now, let's shift the focus on today's work. Work was fine though ending can be scary. I was at counter 3 and before i take over, Wen Hui was taking it. Counter 6 was taken by Li He and Gladdys. There is lots of customer giving me 50 bucks to change. I was cursing them. Within one hour, my 2 bundles of 10 bucks was gone. I went to the office to change for another 2 bundle thinking that customer will give me 50 bucks to change. It did not happen. After i changed, the customer gave me 10 bucks to change. Life is so unpredictable... I took Li He's float today and it short of 1 bucks. Her float is great as it had a packet of 40 bucks worth of one bucks coins. Next time PLEASE DON'T OPEN THE COINS. Tomorrow i was supposed to resting at home but one auntie wanted to change with me. I agreed and i am working at 3.30 pm tomorrow. I am having no leaves until 24th. I had straight 2 days off and 3 public holiday. There is a reason for this. I am going to Malaysia from 24th to 27th of Jan. I kind of switching my resting days order. Well, it's not too bad as there are balanced morning and afternoon shift. I mean not straight morning shift all the way. I will sure die xP When packing up, i counted my float and my sales. Apparently, i used the wrong equation the calculate my sales and it resulted in shortage of 199.95 bucks(nice number?). Then i recounted again and it was correct. Then the auntie asked me i minus how much and that is when i realised i used the wrong equation. In the end, i had excess 5 cents. Sigh~ Tomorrow is my dad's death anniversary... I will stop here for now. ==Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-3455836216159195104?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3455836216159195104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=3455836216159195104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3455836216159195104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/3455836216159195104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/15-jan-2008.html' title='15 Jan 2008'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-1727455607681228156</id><published>2009-01-13T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:33:40.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I worked at counter 6 today. Actually, i agreed to let Wen Hui take counter 6. I reached there earlier and I did not see the Wen Hui was there. So i took the counter 6. I am very sorry about that &gt;&lt; It was not really slacky over there. There is a period of time the queue was long. It was due to a customer as i forgot the number to press for "J". At first, i thought of voiding the sales and asking the customer to pay inside. I called Adin and instead i asked him to check for me. He told the wrong number and went in to check. This time he got it right. The period he was checking, i had the queue extend all the way back to the tentage. I was a bit panicky. This was the mistake i think i made it. After i settled the queue, i was stoning. I was thinking about the results and what course to take. Then Wen Hui came, she was having break. I paused from stoning and after she left, i continued to stone... I was also starving. I had 2 slice of bread for breakfast. Then a customer came to refund for a pack of tissue. She bought yesterday and today she want to refund. Adin did the refund for me. After the customer left, he told what he think of customers like that. Seriously speaking, ADIN IS A EXTREMELY FUNNY PERSON. Then after that, it was slacky all the way to 2pm when Li He took over me. I short of 10 bucks today. EXACTLY 10 BUCKS!!! OH COME ON!!! I am really sick and tired of this. I am so going to go slow when counting money. I guess this is the precaution i can take for now. The teacher on charge for NCC worte on my wall in facebook," Hey have faith in yourself!! You can do it!! I have confidence in you!!". I am glad that the teacher asked me to go for the officer course but i have my own doubts. From Secondary 1 to 4, a lot of things had happened. I used to think that i am suitable for the officer course but after what had happened, the thoughts of that slowly getting tarnish bit by bit. I cannot really forgive myself for making these mistake till now. I am not the person who get all the advantages and forget about repaying back. I want to repay but i can't overcome this mental obstacle. My mind is in a whirl. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call from NTUC. It appears that one of my customer forgot to take his chocolate like yesterday and the day before yesterday. He came back to take it but there is no record. This was my fault. I left the chocolate on the desk in the office but i forgot to record. That day was the second time i short of money and that chocolate slipped out of my mind. I felt really bad. I caused trouble to the staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-1727455607681228156?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1727455607681228156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=1727455607681228156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1727455607681228156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/1727455607681228156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/13-jan-2009.html' title='13 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-8889195465710582282</id><published>2009-01-12T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:23:16.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got back my result. It was not too bad. I had 2 A's, 4 B's and one C's. For LI1R4, i got 13 points and for L1R5, i get 16 points. I was expecting around 15 or more as I thought i messed up with some of the subject like Geography and English. For English, i thought i will get a C for it. I did not write the least expected number of words and may wrote out of point. I studied Geography last minute and so is Social Studies. I got a B for combined humantites. I got a A for Combined Science Physic and Chemistry. I felt the science practical was kind of screwed up especially the chemistry practical. There were 201 courses offered and i am still considering. I am looking into the chemical engineering course. After i got back the result, i thanked the teachers who taught me before. I met into my NCC teacher in charge, she asked me if i am interested to come back and help the school unit as CLT officer. I did not straight away give her a answer as there are somethings i had to consider. There are some personal reason as well. There were some problems when i was in Secondary 2 and 3. Because of that, that questioned me "Am i even qualified to be a leader?". I used to be very passionate about NCC. It seemed that i had lost that passion... What do i want really? I am still figuring out... In search for an answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-8889195465710582282?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8889195465710582282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=8889195465710582282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8889195465710582282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/8889195465710582282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-jan-2009.html' title='12 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-2017215215354335896</id><published>2009-01-11T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T07:30:19.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Again, history repeats again. I short 9.70 bucks today. I think it maybe the time where i had to give the customer change but i don't have the exact change so i had to give like lots of 2 bucks of 5 bucks instead. That period of time i have a higher chance of making errors. I have gave out all my coins and this actually happened to me. I felt like a crap. I really hate this crap... When i first opened a counter, i had excess 20 bucks. Now, i had negative amounts. It's like pay back time for "eating" the customers money. Nothing really much to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-2017215215354335896?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2017215215354335896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=2017215215354335896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2017215215354335896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/2017215215354335896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/11-jan-2009.html' title='11 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-4854755408259045368</id><published>2009-01-09T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T07:20:29.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh~ For the past 2 days, i had negative amount. Yesterday or the day before, i had negative amount of 10.30 bucks. Today, i had negative 9.15 bucks. Look on the bright side, the amount decrease. The negative side will be that it is the second already. Today i was feeling sick. This morning, i was alright but after i started working, my nose reacted as in i having running nose. I had to pay 8.40 bucks in total. A customer want to complain about me. This is what happen... I thought this customer have no member card and she even passed me her NETS cards. So when i scanned the NETS cards, i asked to press her PIN. Then after that, she scolded me for asking her whether she have the card or not. I mean before she even key in her PIN, she can take her member card first for me to scan. She didn't even tell me. This is not her first time come to NTUC and buy things and she should know the procedures.. She was unhappy with me and nagged there for like 5 minutes. Then she left. Anyway, counter 3 also cannot redemm points... At that point of time, i wanted to say, "Office is near the 4D station if you want to complain. Self service. Go ahead and complain as if i scare you." Again, i just kept it to myself. Tomorrow i am working in the afternoon. Today, Li He at counter 6 in the afternoon and Gladdys work at counter 6 in the morning. Although there is a fan there, they said it is still hot. Sigh, hopefully everything turns out fine tomorrow. I HOPE I WILL NOT GET NEGATIVE AMOUNT AGAIN T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-4854755408259045368?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4854755408259045368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=4854755408259045368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4854755408259045368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/4854755408259045368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/9-jan-2009.html' title='9 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412046862326712951.post-970362713103022501</id><published>2009-01-07T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:59:33.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O Level result are coming on 12 of Jan.. Some may feel scare or nervous but i felt nothing. Maybe it is because that there is nothing i can do now as what is done can't be undone. No point of crying over spilled milk? Still, life have to go even when the situation gets worse. I was working at counter 2 this morning. It was alright in the morning. Around 10-11 am, the queue starting to extend. My queue was extended into the section. Because of 2 cashier, the other 3 cashier had their line extended. Mine went all the way into the section, counter 4 line went all the way in the 4D station. Counter 5 line was unknown. I didn't ask that cashier. Today was not my day. I think i may have rushed until i have shortage of 10.30 bucks. Sigh... I guess i have to be more careful than usual. Cashcard and cash were the one that did not balance. My cash short of 7.30 bucks and my NETS short of 3 bucks. That's how i get the shortage of 10 bucks. I had voided 500++ bucks worth of items. This one was rather serious i think. I accidentally keyed in 5 apples for 245 bucks when i wanted to key in 2.45 bucks. The remaining is some of the item which the customers last minute don't want. Some i scanned in already then they tell me they do not want it. I used to seeing such things. I guess there is first time for everything including the negative stuffs. Anyway, i am working in the afternoon tomorrow. The amount should be lower if there is any error. I going slow tomorrow. About the result, my mind is set and i am mostly going to a polytechnic provided that there is no changes which leastly likely to be... I also just found out that on the release of O Level result happens that i am not working. Haha... Sleepy~ going to sleep... Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412046862326712951-970362713103022501?l=thenightssilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/feeds/970362713103022501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412046862326712951&amp;postID=970362713103022501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/970362713103022501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412046862326712951/posts/default/970362713103022501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenightssilence.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-jan-2009.html' title='7 Jan 2009'/><author><name>Knight Of Freedom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03756488217469826148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGwyYv5c1rM/SRcAcBlfDgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eq_YCwldbcY/S220/Freedom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
