<?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-33576721</id><updated>2011-10-11T14:13:38.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TheBambooStick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1340797985521832774</id><published>2011-02-12T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:12:52.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The story of the tortoise and the hare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 1&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time a tortoise and a hare had an argument about who was faster. They decided to settle the argument with a race. They agreed on a route and started off the race.  The hare shot ahead and ran briskly for some time. Then seeing that he was far ahead of the tortoise, he thought he'd sit under a tree for some time and relax before continuing the race. He sat under the tree and soon fell asleep. The tortoise plodding on overtook him and soon finished the race, emerging as the undisputed champ. The hare woke up and realised that he'd lost the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is that slow and steady wins the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 2&lt;br /&gt;The hare was disappointed at losing the race and he did some Defect Prevention (Root Cause Analysis). He realised that he'd lost the race only because he had been overconfident, careless and lax. If he had not taken things for granted, there's no way the tortoise could have beaten him. So he challenged the tortoise to another race. The tortoise agreed. This time, the hare went all out and ran without stopping from start to finish. He won by several miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story? Fast and consistent will always beat the slow and steady. If you have two people in your organisation, one slow, methodical and reliable, and the other fast and still reliable at what he does, the fast and reliable chap will consistently climb the organisational ladder faster than the slow, methodical chap. It's good to be slow and steady; but it's better to be fast and reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 3&lt;br /&gt;The tortoise did some thinking this time, and realised that there's no way he can beat the hare in a race the way it was currently formatted. He thought for a while, and then challenged the hare to another race, but on a slightly different route. The hare agreed. They started off. In keeping with his self-made commitment to be consistently fast, the hare took off and ran at top speed until he came to a broad river. The finishing line was a couple of kilometers on the other side of the river. The hare sat there wondering what to do. In the meantime the tortoise trundled along, got into the river, swam to the opposite bank, continued walking and finished the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story? First identify your core competency and then change the playing field to suit your core competency. In an organisation, if you are a good speaker, make sure you create opportunities to give presentations that enable the senior management to notice you. If your strength is analysis, make sure you do some sort of research, make a report and send it upstairs. Working to your strengths will not only get you noticed but will also create opportunities for growth and advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 4&lt;br /&gt;The hare and the tortoise, by this time, had become pretty good friends and they did some thinking together. Both realised that the last race could have been run much better. So they decided to do the last race again, but to run as a team this time. They started off, and this time the hare carried the tortoise till the riverbank. There, the tortoise took over and swam across with the hare on his back. On the opposite bank, the hare again carried the tortoise and they reached the finishing line together. They both felt a greater sense of satisfaction than they'd felt earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story? It's good to be individually brilliant and to have strong core competencies; but unless you're able to work in a team and harness each other's core competencies, you'll always perform below par because there will always be situations at which you'll do poorly and someone else does well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teamwork is mainly about situational leadership, letting the person with the relevant core competency for a situation take leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that neither the hare nor the tortoise gave up after failures. The hare decided to work harder and put in more effort after his failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tortoise changed his strategy because he was already working as hard as he could. In life, when faced with failure, sometimes it is appropriate to work harder and put in more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is appropriate to change strategy and try something different. And sometimes it is appropriate to do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hare and the tortoise also learnt another vital lesson. When we stop competing against a rival and instead start competing against the situation, we perform far better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this story , thought it would be interesting =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1340797985521832774?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1340797985521832774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/02/story-of-tortoise-and-hare-version-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1340797985521832774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1340797985521832774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/02/story-of-tortoise-and-hare-version-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4991789748976944377</id><published>2011-01-21T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:38:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Difference between a good guy and a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good guy has a backbone, a nice guy is spineless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good guy is honest even if it means hurting your feelings, a nice guy will lie to save you pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good guy does good things just for the sake of it, a nice guy wants a reward for doing good things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good guy will fight to uphold what he﻿ thinks is good, a nice guy always wants peace so will compromise his principles to make peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4991789748976944377?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4991789748976944377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/difference-between-good-guy-and-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4991789748976944377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4991789748976944377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/difference-between-good-guy-and-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-643827551544404653</id><published>2011-01-11T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T02:33:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.&lt;br /&gt;Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.&lt;br /&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead&lt;br /&gt;Of her, I found this letter, and this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;&lt;br /&gt;But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;Between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-643827551544404653?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/643827551544404653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/lyrics-i-read-note-my-grandma-wrote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/643827551544404653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/643827551544404653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/lyrics-i-read-note-my-grandma-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2781717795569670588</id><published>2011-01-11T01:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T02:12:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XsK7r_plhoM?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, It finally dawned upon me that , maybe for the past few weeks, I've been trying too hard to be something thats not me. Maybe its time to step back and relax, stop trying to be so enthu, so dramatic, and just be myself. Probably people would appreciate that more. I still dont quite know how thats supposed to work out, but I guess I'll have to figure out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above video was made in 2007, who got attached to this guy and after 28months together, made the video to commerate their 28months togther. Which I think is really nice. And from the comments 2weeks ago. It seems like they are still going strong. Seriously , I feel really happy for them, to have found each other online and are able to last till now even, 6+ years. I'd admit, sometimes I wonder when it'll be my turn to get such a sweet and caring girl. I'm sure everyone does. And I hope I'll cherish her like no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmo has been really busy and troubled lately. I really wonder why sometimes. I really hope that god will help her with her problems, giving her an easier time. She seems really strong, at times even stronger me. But even the strongest people have weak times right? And I dont want her to crumble. I really wish that we could have more time to talk to each other. But schedules clash and whatnot. Stay strong okay girl! I'll be waiting for u at the finish line =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2781717795569670588?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2781717795569670588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-it-finally-dawned-upon-me-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2781717795569670588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2781717795569670588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-it-finally-dawned-upon-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XsK7r_plhoM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8151476184600309440</id><published>2011-01-04T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:32:32.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year everyone =).&lt;br /&gt;ME knows its late =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img638.imageshack.us/i/dsc00207og.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img638.imageshack.us/img638/3318/dsc00207og.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve has no hair =o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img98.imageshack.us/i/dsc00209mr.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/7694/dsc00209mr.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTPS students trying to "lift" a tennis ball off the cup. Aganotising much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/dsc00210jx.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/521/dsc00210jx.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuffeling also by NTPS students, they cant get off the board and thus must work together to move across planks . I gave them a tough one, asking them to arrange themselves according to the Days in their Birthdays =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img259.imageshack.us/i/dsc00218jj.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/2657/dsc00218jj.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the kites we saw at the showroom. It was a messy place, and there were huge kites, like one 72m KING COBRA =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img525.imageshack.us/i/dsc00220d.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/5563/dsc00220d.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kite in the sky. That little DOT right there. Can you see it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img340.imageshack.us/i/dsc00221mw.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/6544/dsc00221mw.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to malaysia for dinner that day,Sambal Kang kong, Stingray, Apple prawns. Yum Yum, food glarore, at a relatively cheap price =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img340.imageshack.us/i/dsc00223m.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/8744/dsc00223m.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before christmas, my mum brought us to grand corptorn for their lunch buffet, it was awesome, the fish were fresh, the seafood was great and there was quite a huge variety. ME is happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img254.imageshack.us/i/dsc00229hq.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img254.imageshack.us/img254/2506/dsc00229hq.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day before christmas for the week, I was either at orchard, NEX or vivo. Some of the prett-aye decorations they put up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img529.imageshack.us/i/dsc00224te.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/8871/dsc00224te.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Awesome Log cake From Grand Corptorne, Rum and Rasin with Chocolate, So rich, Oh so dreamy ~~ And its the 2nd log cake for the christmas season =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img153.imageshack.us/i/dsc00225wb.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/2382/dsc00225wb.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how pretty it is? Me and my sister were at Suntec getting last minute gifts for our parents and some friends, then we saw a woman carrying a log cake. Then my sister said, "wow kor, Log cake lei, so jealous. But then I'm sure our one looks nicer =)" . I went LOL when I heard that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img442.imageshack.us/i/dsc00227pn.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/7579/dsc00227pn.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another close up peekture of the Christmas Log Cake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img6.imageshack.us/i/dsc00226ue.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.imageshack.us/img6/3153/dsc00226ue.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is gonna be fat soon. Christmas night, there was chicken, there was Chilli Crabs, and so many awesome dishes for christmas dinner, then like 4 hours later , there was the Christmas Log Cake and THIS! Tbe sushi platter, apparently my aunt believed that we were growing people and thus needed to eat more. By the end of the day, at 4am, i was stuffed to the max. Went to bed with a full stomach, So gonna get fat soon =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img192.imageshack.us/i/dsc00231ij.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img192.imageshack.us/img192/8566/dsc00231ij.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Christmas, I met my friend, this girl, who came back from Australia for the holidays. Shes usually alot fairer, except that she went to Bintan... Again. With all honesty years ago, I thought she was malay because of her skin tone back then, after Bintan, this time she got smarter, used sunblock. That was awkward. And , for the record. Im perfectly happy with malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/i/dsc00232uk.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/387/dsc00232uk.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the one who tried to ninja some sneak peektures of us. But failed horribly of course. She didnt know about this picture until much later . Then it got funny, my friend, suddenly asked for random hugs for all of us. We were stunned . then she actually hugged all of us. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note. Im sure Elmo must be going like, Sigh FOOD AGAIN. ALWAYS FOOD. Its not my fault okays! We humans have a natural perogative for Food. By the way. Thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man is an island. Everyone needs support when they fall. I hope I get the chance to too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8151476184600309440?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8151476184600309440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8151476184600309440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8151476184600309440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7732373847368085001</id><published>2010-12-21T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:22:23.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>save post now. will edit soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7732373847368085001?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7732373847368085001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/save-post-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7732373847368085001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7732373847368085001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/save-post-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7970842941415648174</id><published>2010-12-19T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T01:35:10.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!7 more days! its just 7 more days! &lt;br /&gt;one week! And here it is. Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having exam tomorrow. got to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;hopes to get morning call. =D&lt;br /&gt;shall sleep early today! &lt;br /&gt;Good luck for exam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, someone:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7970842941415648174?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7970842941415648174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey7-more-days-its-just-7-more-days-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7970842941415648174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7970842941415648174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey7-more-days-its-just-7-more-days-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6525068624044414358</id><published>2010-12-17T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:02:53.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 8 more days to Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for time to fly, so that Christmas will come!&lt;br /&gt;Oops! Adding a little too much=D &lt;br /&gt;it's okay, I hope.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Signs off here=D , someone:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6525068624044414358?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6525068624044414358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-8-more-days-to-christmas-cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6525068624044414358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6525068624044414358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-8-more-days-to-christmas-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5923231928572689191</id><published>2010-12-16T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T23:41:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9days more to christmas =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELMO ELMO ELMO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5923231928572689191?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5923231928572689191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/9days-more-to-christmas-d-elmo-elmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5923231928572689191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5923231928572689191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/9days-more-to-christmas-d-elmo-elmo.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-238829045987532391</id><published>2010-12-14T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:49:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flash-screen.com/free-wallpaper/uploads/200601/thus/1136201881_470x353_christmas-snowman-with-christmas-gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://www.flash-screen.com/free-wallpaper/uploads/200601/thus/1136201881_470x353_christmas-snowman-with-christmas-gifts.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Days to christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 8mth of holidays has started. Month one is filled with christmas and New year. So for now Im just going to relax and enjoy. Hope all my friends will too. Yesterday, went to choose kites for saturday, then had lessons and mj session. Came back, saw my sister with her friend in the living room, and went out to supper with them before decorating the house with Christmas decorations. Still a little plain though, So we decided to go buy more decorations on Friday instead since we'll be in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to 85 in WoW:Cataclysm. Its been a fun and interesting journey. I like the quests especially the flame ball run over gnomes one. And the Visions of VashjNar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that the world has peace at least for chrismas to New Year 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-238829045987532391?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/238829045987532391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/11-days-to-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/238829045987532391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/238829045987532391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/11-days-to-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7435338230573722144</id><published>2010-12-12T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T00:17:53.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13days to christmas&lt;br /&gt;ORD-ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I orded on friday, and have been busy since then. Setting up of tree in progress . Part 1 of 3 is completed, part 2 of 3 starts tomorrow , and hopefully part 3 of 3 will be done by next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7435338230573722144?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7435338230573722144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/13days-to-christmas-ord-ed-i-orded-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7435338230573722144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7435338230573722144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/13days-to-christmas-ord-ed-i-orded-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1256888453811202908</id><published>2010-12-09T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:41:15.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallcoo.net/holiday/christmas_fun_2006/images/0518795214CvDpGv_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 525px;" src="http://www.wallcoo.net/holiday/christmas_fun_2006/images/0518795214CvDpGv_fs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16days to christmas,&lt;br /&gt;1day to ORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about 11 hours time , I'll have finished the 2years compulsory service that I was in. Excited? Of course. Happy? Im elated. Its finally here, although it hasn't fully dawned upon me, the realisation of the end, Im sure it will sometime soon when my favourite color, pink , appears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im grateful for all the people who have supported me thus far. ESP elmo =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back soon =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1256888453811202908?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1256888453811202908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/16days-to-christmas-1day-to-ord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1256888453811202908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1256888453811202908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/16days-to-christmas-1day-to-ord.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5622270061099586288</id><published>2010-12-07T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:18:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img18.imageshack.us/img18/6096/4794ae26b08ce47126660ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 473px; height: 1308px;" src="http://img18.imageshack.us/img18/6096/4794ae26b08ce47126660ff.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18days to christmas&lt;br /&gt;3days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess teachers also need a joke from time to time huh. The red ink was a British teacher who marked a boy's script in college during his year-end exam. *RAWR* goes the dinosaur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epically tired today. Had NSC appointment in the morning, followed by meeting my friends @ NEX , and then driving lessons. GEEE . Tomorrow I finally have time to relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I saw this awhile ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS MARKETING~???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, 'I am very rich. Marry me!'&lt;br /&gt;That's Direct Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says, 'He's very rich. Marry him.'&lt;br /&gt;That's Advertising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and get her telephone number.&lt;br /&gt;The next day you call and say, 'Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me...'&lt;br /&gt;That's Telemarketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;You get up and straighten your tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink.&lt;br /&gt;You open the door for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and then say, 'By the way, I'm very rich 'Will you marry me?'&lt;br /&gt;That's Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;She walks up to you and says, 'You are very rich, I want to marry you.'&lt;br /&gt;That's Brand Recognition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, 'I'm rich. Marry me'&lt;br /&gt;She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.&lt;br /&gt;That's Customer Feedback&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5622270061099586288?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5622270061099586288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/18days-to-christmas-3days-to-ord-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5622270061099586288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5622270061099586288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/18days-to-christmas-3days-to-ord-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6473597138239013347</id><published>2010-12-06T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:24:08.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_tv8HfYm4s/SxJ-6pUa1rI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PSBWqiExZ8A/s1600/gingerbread_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_tv8HfYm4s/SxJ-6pUa1rI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PSBWqiExZ8A/s1600/gingerbread_man.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19days to Christmas&lt;br /&gt;4days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of year is coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for ORD FFI today, passed them all. Got all my signautres, and Im now ready for friday =D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my cousins to PS to watch Narnia : part 2 Prince Caspian, its nice and I really wanna watch it again. Anyone interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, heres a story for someone =) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story of the Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, all the colours in the world started to quarrel; each claimed that she was the best, the most important, the most useful, the favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00FF00"&gt;Green&lt;/font&gt; said: “Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees, leaves — without me all the animals would die. Look out over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000CD"&gt;Blue&lt;/font&gt; interrupted: “You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is water that is the basis of life and this is drawn up by the clouds from the blue sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace you would all be nothing but busybodies.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFF00"&gt;Yellow&lt;/font&gt; chuckled: “You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFA500"&gt;Orange&lt;/font&gt; started next to blow her own trumpet: “I am the colour of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the inner needs of human life. I carry all the most important vitamins. Think of carrots and pumpkins, oranges, mangoes and pawpaws. I don’t hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;Red&lt;/font&gt; could stand it no longer. He shouted out: “I’m the ruler of you all, blood, life’s blood. I am the colour of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight of a cause. I bring fire in the blood. without me the earth would be empty as the moon. I am the colour of passion and love; the red rose, poinsettia and poppy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Purple&lt;/font&gt; rose up to his full height. He was very tall and he spoke with great pomp: “I am the colour of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs and bishops have always chosen me for I am a sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me — they listen and obey.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=" #EE82EE"&gt;Indigo&lt;/font&gt; spoke much more quietly than all the others, but just as determinedly: “Think of me, you all become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep waters. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*    *    *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the colours went on boasting, each convinced that they were the best. Their quarrelling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of brilliant white lightning; thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colours all crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Rain spoke: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You foolish colours, fighting among yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Do you not know that God made you all? Each for a special purpose, unique and different. He loves you all. He wants you all. Join hands with one another and come with me. He will stretch you across the sky in a great bow of colour, as a reminder that he loves you all, that you can live together in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    — a promise that he is with you,&lt;br /&gt;    — a sign of hope for tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so whenever God has used a good rain to wash the world, He puts the rainbow in the sky, and when we see it, let us remember to appreciate one another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6473597138239013347?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6473597138239013347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/19days-to-christmas-4days-to-ord-end-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6473597138239013347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6473597138239013347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/19days-to-christmas-4days-to-ord-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_tv8HfYm4s/SxJ-6pUa1rI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PSBWqiExZ8A/s72-c/gingerbread_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3056311810910279010</id><published>2010-12-05T21:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:20:10.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/5b/Athens_Christmas_Tree.jpg/800px-Athens_Christmas_Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/5b/Athens_Christmas_Tree.jpg/800px-Athens_Christmas_Tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20days to christmas&lt;br /&gt;10days to akido exam&lt;br /&gt;5days to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;Hmms. Countdowns seem so close now. Every year, Nov/Dec are my favourite months in the year, Simply because they are holidays , and Christmas plus New Year are in them. I always loved Christmas because of the beautiful lights everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Side note, Im left with 5days to ORD, Left with my ORD FFI, last few signatures to collect and my 2 years are finally over. Hard to believe since I still remember my first day in army 2 years ago with clarity, the drive to Pasir Ris station, the Penguin, The jetty and the staircase to the seats where we surrendered our Pink ICs for Green ones. And of course the Dragging of bags to my 3rd floor bunk. Compared to others , I really feel I have been blessed by GOD . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really expected to Stay-in for 2 years, doing all the Chiong-here Chiong-there kind of stuff that I got used to in NCC, and suffer like crap, cut off from all connections to normal society/life. I remember desperately praying to GOD to help ease my 2 years while expecting the worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GOD did answer my prayers, By providing me with excellent superiors throughout my journey, from PlatoonSgt Ismadi , to WO Koh who was both smart and cool at the same time and finally, Master Tang and 6AMB where the superiors are understanding and reasonable. And where the CO actually cares about each individual's person's perspectives and welfare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings to places such as the ZOO, Air Rifle, movie outings , Innovation Month and all the festive celebrations such as Christmas party, Hari Raya dinner are what I remember most from unit. Which unit would send you to ADAM KHOO for a course, of all trainers, the most expensive one? All for the benefit of people development, even though we all only served for 2years each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really want to Salute the phenomenal superiors again for providing me with such an enriching and immersive environment, where the people really do care and showing me that 2years is not such a waste of time after all. It all depends on where your priority is, and responsibility comes with a price, but also it reaps rewards. I dont think I will ever forget the outings with the AMQ people to watch movies such as TOYSTORY 3 together. Even as my journey draws to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Begins the countdown to Christmas and then NEW YEAR. 2010 is closing, but 2011 is just beginning, I'll update my blog daily at least until Jan 1 , 2011. And heres an early MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! to everyone =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3056311810910279010?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3056311810910279010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/20days-to-christmas-10days-to-akido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3056311810910279010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3056311810910279010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/12/20days-to-christmas-10days-to-akido.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7391158460637207854</id><published>2010-11-20T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T21:04:52.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbzlyi41rH1qazc3yo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbzlyi41rH1qazc3yo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my superior said that hmm, the old ones are going, things are gonna get tougher. Then I said, but there is new blood coming in, so they should be able to ease the workload. Immediately he said the new bood are useless, because they arent experienced like we are, and sighed. Haha. At this point, I felt like I was appreciated. Even though he always jokingly scolded us for stuff, in actual fact he was thankful we were there and helpful , as before he said he remembers me as being hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best for the 2years i must say, even though I was quite slack, but for every piece of work i put in 100% effort . Even though I made mistakes here and there , and got Frightened a few times. But I am really thankful for the lessons these 2 years has taught me. And hopefully , bring these lessons on for the rest of my life, applying when necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its finally ending, Im glad it is, and at the same time sad because the mostly carefree life is gonna part. I wonder what the future holds for me? .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7391158460637207854?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7391158460637207854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/11/recently-my-superior-said-that-hmm-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7391158460637207854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7391158460637207854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/11/recently-my-superior-said-that-hmm-old.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8874541481839284611</id><published>2010-11-07T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:16:59.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo!. Decided to randomly post today. Lots of stuff happened. Geez. Troubled much siol. I hate being in the middle of a tug of war. But sometimes it just forces you into the situation, and obviously at such points i have my own POV. So , it would be nice if we could all sit down at the tea table, over tea and cookies and discuss our options, which sadly , most often , never happen. If we all could go back to our kindergarden years, we learnt everything we needed to know back then. We learnt how to share toys, like how countries today come out with mutually beneficial pacts, we learnt how enermies were bad and we should always make friends, not enemies. As we grow older, people forget more, but its still unacceptable they forgot the basics and still call themselves mature. Utter disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8874541481839284611?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8874541481839284611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/11/boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8874541481839284611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8874541481839284611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/11/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8242047762507149550</id><published>2010-10-25T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:48:33.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jigeumeun So Nyeo Shi Dae, Apeurodo So Nyeo Shi Dae, Yeongweonhi So Nyeo Shi Dae, So Nyeo Shi﻿ Dae Saranghae, Oh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG SNSD is chioo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night safari was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For updates refer to FB =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8242047762507149550?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8242047762507149550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/jigeumeun-so-nyeo-shi-dae-apeurodo-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8242047762507149550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8242047762507149550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/jigeumeun-so-nyeo-shi-dae-apeurodo-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2704545610650802086</id><published>2010-10-17T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T01:10:13.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back. After a long Haitus. Will be posting more tmr, with pictures and stuff. Been busy lately, just came back from Night Safari Halloween Special, Next saturday, would be k-pop night! =D SO fun. Meeting XL and my Octopus syster tmr.                    =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2704545610650802086?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2704545610650802086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2704545610650802086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2704545610650802086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/back.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7605189466111022386</id><published>2010-10-11T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:23:27.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick. the past few days. So didnt have the energy to blog. Much better now though. Wonder how the octopus-es are. Didnt meet them on sunday, v sorry. But more importantly, 23rd oct is coming soon =D can relax and have some fun =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7605189466111022386?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7605189466111022386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7605189466111022386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7605189466111022386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7806502130287457093</id><published>2010-10-08T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T21:41:00.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was bad. Other than the lunch, it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, woke up with a sore throat and an open tap for a nose. IRRITATING LIKE NO OTHER EXPERIENCE ON EARTH. BRING IRRITATION TO A WHOLE NEW LEVEL. not to mention that my throat hurt like crap for the most part of the day =( . Wanted to chat with  Sotong, but decided against it, my throat deserves less torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, went to cut hair. IT WAS HORRIBLE. SIGH. I really regret trying the new branch out just because it was more convenient. H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E to epic proportions. I dont know whether clay or gel or anysort of haircare product can save me now =(. And in case you wonder, no I'm not the ai-mei kind of guy. ITS JUST THAT I THINK HAIR IS IMPORTANT, and at least THAT HAS TO LOOK DECENT. Im soooooo going back to the original one after the fallout is cleared .  UGH could it get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Sleep moar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7806502130287457093?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7806502130287457093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-was-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7806502130287457093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7806502130287457093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-was-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6004230338545750487</id><published>2010-10-06T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:56:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm wondering . This guy has to be either a genius or has too much free time. ZOMG. I wonder how long he took to practice this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8KWKjHIwNs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8KWKjHIwNs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. This is the island-wide famous tart =D Its soooo nice. the crust is just right, not too hard, not too soft such that it crumbles, but yet with enough texture and flavour that does not overpower the centre bit, which wobbles like jelly and tastes like heaven, and that melt-in-your-mouth feeling, its just beyond the mortal realm of describing. It was so good I just had to savour it, mouth by mouth, the soft and hard goodness just too good to be true. I cant believe I lived so many years of life not knowing this ... this amazing thing. To prove that it's soft, we wobbled it =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e971470f317415db" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De971470f317415db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67755B6FCCE663BC368E90D52E7A0F84CC681780.46D4C29D9EE7D243778A4542279F70CD6B6C4576%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De971470f317415db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzKVc2QFFQ6srbtG_A2kQjqoRuFs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De971470f317415db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67755B6FCCE663BC368E90D52E7A0F84CC681780.46D4C29D9EE7D243778A4542279F70CD6B6C4576%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De971470f317415db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzKVc2QFFQ6srbtG_A2kQjqoRuFs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6004230338545750487?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6004230338545750487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-wondering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6004230338545750487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6004230338545750487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8047359331563581219</id><published>2010-10-05T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:29:07.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Clubbers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be informed that there will be a game client patch on 05 October 2010, Tuesday, from 0930Hrs to 1630Hrs (+8GMT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Game Service will be down during this period. Please logout to avoid any loss of items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upcoming patch includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NEW Guitar Mode&lt;br /&gt;- 6 NEW Haunted FAM Houses and FAM Items&lt;br /&gt;- 100+ NEW avatars&lt;br /&gt;- 13 new songs&lt;br /&gt;- Login Screen Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Game client patch has been extended till 1800 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- AuditionSEA Administrator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh wells. Im guessing that they will extend till 10pm sg time. LOL. Always happens, in World of Warcraft, major patch days which was tuesdays were always with the most server downtimes, requiring major restarts and reboots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have lots of pictures to post. will do so soon. When I become not so lazy, less of a mushroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sotong - cheer up babe =) I'll always be there when u need me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8047359331563581219?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8047359331563581219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-clubbers-please-be-informed-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8047359331563581219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8047359331563581219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-clubbers-please-be-informed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3069146728992219197</id><published>2010-10-01T10:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:05:12.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished watching several shows recently, including Itstartedwithakiss ( yes i know im slow) and KHR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a chapter has closed on Hitman Reborn. I remember the first few episodes were boring, but my friend said it was nice, so i continued watching, then the ring fights started and it got really nice to watch, then after that they got sent to the future, and just when it seemed bleak, they managed to turn the tide with alot of sacrifice and hard work. I wonder whats in store for them in the future. But its nice knowing that they saved the world and parallel worlds as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl can really sing =o and she looks pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-120dff2f9f2e2a14" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D120dff2f9f2e2a14%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F1DC90A359A7D06D0A16B9CB4C5F2CA43F9D4B5.6362E025E1C9D1F7E87C0432CC94BC1014A4A19A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D120dff2f9f2e2a14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv2NGQjJfZUS101LuCWddAbsUPew&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D120dff2f9f2e2a14%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F1DC90A359A7D06D0A16B9CB4C5F2CA43F9D4B5.6362E025E1C9D1F7E87C0432CC94BC1014A4A19A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D120dff2f9f2e2a14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv2NGQjJfZUS101LuCWddAbsUPew&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really LOL though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs664.snc4/60414_10150267257385214_639850213_15026101_847947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 699px; height: 431px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs664.snc4/60414_10150267257385214_639850213_15026101_847947_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs680.snc4/62069_10150267255260214_639850213_15026038_1486760_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 684px; height: 388px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs680.snc4/62069_10150267255260214_639850213_15026038_1486760_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs645.snc4/60548_10150267254855214_639850213_15026027_1252039_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 509px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs645.snc4/60548_10150267254855214_639850213_15026027_1252039_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, JY to all octopus family for ur exams =D especially mama &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY CHILDRENS DAY EVERYONE =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3069146728992219197?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3069146728992219197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/finished-watching-several-shows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3069146728992219197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3069146728992219197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/10/finished-watching-several-shows.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7110066599146392957</id><published>2010-09-29T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:11:59.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read this while surfing the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QPrvJgvSLM/STyatFTcMVI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vbv2EFqwqdk/s1600/Funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 651px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QPrvJgvSLM/STyatFTcMVI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vbv2EFqwqdk/s1600/Funny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand. Its a girl who accidentally texted her dad about having sex with her boyfriend on the beach for the first time when she ment to text her friend. LOL. seriousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious and sombre note, recently a grandma passed away due to falling on the stairs in front of THIS FASHION due to not being able to grab the railing which was too far away. And the thing was, her daughter had written in to them weeks earlier and even offering to pay for the relocation of the handbars, and this had to happen before they did anything. Another case of If it aint spoilt dont fix it huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7110066599146392957?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7110066599146392957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/read-this-while-surfing-web.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7110066599146392957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7110066599146392957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/read-this-while-surfing-web.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QPrvJgvSLM/STyatFTcMVI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vbv2EFqwqdk/s72-c/Funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-317779095573526176</id><published>2010-09-28T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T12:34:31.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few days ago, someone vomited in the lift and it was disgusting. The next day though the lift was clean and disinfected. &lt;smell like dettol&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the people in my block are quite co-operative, because the next day this note appeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://img9.imageshack.us/i/liftletter.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/340/liftletter.th.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded with &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://imageshack.us'&gt;ImageShack.us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, it got spellchecked by another person, from the two different distinct handwritings. Apparently we have an editor and a reporter living in our block. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note though, I really wish sotong can always be happy. Thats the most important&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-317779095573526176?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/317779095573526176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-days-ago-someone-vomited-in-lift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/317779095573526176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/317779095573526176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-days-ago-someone-vomited-in-lift.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7904992304338952071</id><published>2010-09-25T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T15:45:54.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>‎Acupuncture is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"acupuncture arh.... Have you seen a porcupine before?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah...."&lt;br /&gt;"have you seen the needles on the porcupine?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;"have you seen a sick porcupine before?"&lt;br /&gt;..."erm, no... But"&lt;br /&gt;"precisely my point!"&lt;br /&gt;" -.- "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7904992304338952071?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7904992304338952071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/acupuncture-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7904992304338952071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7904992304338952071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/acupuncture-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1409611284818000067</id><published>2010-09-25T09:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:16:47.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUSINESS LOGICS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: I want you to marry a girl of my choice&lt;br /&gt;Son: 'I will choose my own bride!'&lt;br /&gt;Father: 'But the girl is Bill Gates' daughter.'&lt;br /&gt;Son: 'Well, in that case...ok'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Father approaches Bill Gates.&lt;br /&gt;Father: 'I have a husband for your daughter.'&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates: 'But my daughter is too young to marry!'&lt;br /&gt;Father: 'But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank.'&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates: 'Ah, in that case...ok'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Father goes to see the president of the World Bank.&lt;br /&gt;Father: 'I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president.'&lt;br /&gt;President: 'But I already have more vice-presidents than I need!'&lt;br /&gt;Father: 'But this young man is Bill Gates' son-in-law.'&lt;br /&gt;President: 'Ah, in that case...ok'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how business is done!&lt;br /&gt;Moral: Even if you have nothing, you can get anything. But your attitude should be positive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1409611284818000067?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1409611284818000067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/business-logics-father-i-want-you-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1409611284818000067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1409611284818000067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/business-logics-father-i-want-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2367381701832271630</id><published>2010-09-24T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:15:24.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. We had mooncakes on mid-autumn festival night. There was tea, mooncakes ( SNOWSKIN =D ) and peeled pomalos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal skin with yolk mooncake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img201.imageshack.us/i/dsc00101uo.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/4060/dsc00101uo.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cempadek snowskin. Its a fusion between a durian and jackfruit. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img40.imageshack.us/i/dsc00103gk.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img40.imageshack.us/img40/6026/dsc00103gk.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden apple snowskin =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img203.imageshack.us/i/dsc00102tx.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img203.imageshack.us/img203/2357/dsc00102tx.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango pomalo snowskin, looks like ice cream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img820.imageshack.us/i/dsc00104y.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img820.imageshack.us/img820/7918/dsc00104y.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durain snowskin. my aunt loved it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img40.imageshack.us/i/dsc00103gk.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img40.imageshack.us/img40/6026/dsc00103gk.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tea =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img38.imageshack.us/i/dsc00109zz.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/619/dsc00109zz.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a video of my aunt enjoying the durian mooncake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-624975bcbd831ebf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D624975bcbd831ebf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5687A333C7689E53EC41AEB18FE04E0E691152F9.1E419D7900C5B1FD6016E28F54F2AAC89DDB07A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D624975bcbd831ebf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di0iOTX4XXORwB96GBBXW5GofNr4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met sotong on friday =D Gave her these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img683.imageshack.us/i/dsc00111sk.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/7034/dsc00111sk.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, &lt;br /&gt;I'll be your light when you get lost,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shield when you're afraid,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shadow who never leaves,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your universe for all of time,&lt;br /&gt;I promise. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2367381701832271630?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2367381701832271630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2367381701832271630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2367381701832271630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2998802232388808799</id><published>2010-09-22T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:52:09.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two of my bestfriends playing the piano at my house. One hand each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-78a5d9f0c5adc58d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78a5d9f0c5adc58d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38F1CBC6EB6BA9AF2849A167F829B548FE284DFE.28AD5643B6C5321BCF6DAC3AD0030A336B9B842F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78a5d9f0c5adc58d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyJRSpOPlQT4UcXuijiOz9DfS-eI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78a5d9f0c5adc58d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38F1CBC6EB6BA9AF2849A167F829B548FE284DFE.28AD5643B6C5321BCF6DAC3AD0030A336B9B842F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78a5d9f0c5adc58d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyJRSpOPlQT4UcXuijiOz9DfS-eI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing how the tinyest things in life can make one the happiest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my smiles to many, but my heart to one =D And im sure she knows .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2998802232388808799?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2998802232388808799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-of-my-bestfriends-playing-piano-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2998802232388808799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2998802232388808799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-of-my-bestfriends-playing-piano-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8878786150300613938</id><published>2010-09-22T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:37:22.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently I went to HongKah sec to help with facilitation as a volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img36.imageshack.us/i/hongkahsecchieffacil.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img36.imageshack.us/img36/1365/hongkahsecchieffacil.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the chief facilitator and the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img228.imageshack.us/i/hongkahsec1.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/7878/hongkahsec1.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/i/hongkahfacild.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/1387/hongkahfacild.th.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another co-facilitator. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1a7bb1ae04b618f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01a7bb1ae04b618f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D524524F2228CF4837DFD5D14099F74EA2BC58914.70C80570F5E6319A6B3B05FA4AFCA74732A1C407%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a7bb1ae04b618f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D48kWBhPq7AQA4iNL7sexh-X72FM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01a7bb1ae04b618f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331235437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D524524F2228CF4837DFD5D14099F74EA2BC58914.70C80570F5E6319A6B3B05FA4AFCA74732A1C407%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a7bb1ae04b618f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D48kWBhPq7AQA4iNL7sexh-X72FM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video of the students playing a "game" called choo choo train. =D It was funny, especially the girl in the white shirt who squealed everytime her shoulders got touched. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on my facil booklet got picked up by the teacher who thought that it was one of their student's , then I realised it was mine, quite funny results occured then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I miss sotong lots. wonder what shes doing now. Hmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8878786150300613938?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8878786150300613938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/recently-i-went-to-hongkah-sec-to-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8878786150300613938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8878786150300613938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/recently-i-went-to-hongkah-sec-to-help.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-990603588367858415</id><published>2010-09-21T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:41:26.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just cleaned up my room and hamster tank. Hope they are happy Nao. On a side note, I wonder how Sotong is right now. She seems busy =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back later to update. Bit busy now =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-990603588367858415?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/990603588367858415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-cleaned-up-my-room-and-hamster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/990603588367858415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/990603588367858415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-cleaned-up-my-room-and-hamster.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-9104293099168765710</id><published>2010-09-20T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:30:42.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh. My twitter app isnt working and I cant figure out why =( &lt;br /&gt;On another note though ,jy to RIGHTCLICK for oral =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if any of you do visit me, a tag would be nice =)&lt;br /&gt;Include bugs if present. Ty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-9104293099168765710?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/9104293099168765710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9104293099168765710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9104293099168765710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4043828594997285652</id><published>2010-09-19T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:39:06.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. People. I wonder who still visits this place though lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided to continue posting. Twitter is too short sometimes. Updated with a new skin and stuffs, but still lotsa fine-tuning to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 sotong =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4043828594997285652?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4043828594997285652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4043828594997285652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4043828594997285652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1472854383398177300</id><published>2009-08-12T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:47:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perseids - comet shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.astronet.ru/pubd/2007/08/12/0001223069/perseids_bruenjes.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What looks like a cluster of stars is actually a meteor shower. And apparently this is the scene you can see on some parts of the eart. Really makes you marvel at the ingeneuity of the creator dont you think? Such seemingly clockwork precision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I guess some things just ment arent to be. Really very tired of the whirlpool inside, so much so that Im willing to give up and just fall onto the floor. Cold and alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1472854383398177300?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1472854383398177300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/08/perseids-comet-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1472854383398177300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1472854383398177300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/08/perseids-comet-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7777996987523815755</id><published>2009-07-19T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:08:43.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past 2days have been super busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday I went to do some survey in the morning, then after that went for some racial harmony dinner. The performances were okay I guess, but the supposed thai tammy was super funny. Then I chatted with FT till 1am before I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat, woke up early at 6am and then left my house for romp, played basketball and badminton, then went to have lunch with my friend at suntec at yoshinonya. Its yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we bought my stuffed toy, and were heading back, we saw these 3 girls sexily dressed and quite chio, so we walked past, and we reckoned they noticed us. Then we discovered we walked to the wrong escalator, so we walked back across, and the girl obviously noticed us by then. Then when we got to the right escalator, we realised it was down for service, so the only way was to walk past the girls again to the other side, when we realised this we were laughing like siao. But we didnt want the girls to misunderstand, so we chose to walk the longer route, outside instead. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7777996987523815755?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7777996987523815755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/past-2days-have-been-super-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7777996987523815755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7777996987523815755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/past-2days-have-been-super-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-994789585933696302</id><published>2009-07-15T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:01:35.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My one O one 'th post =DD&lt;br /&gt;Heres to summing my person up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I did a test on facebook and came up with the number 7. So I did some research on google and found that its super real. =o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i shouldnt share so much, but meh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Life Path 7 suggests that you entered this plane with a gift for investigation, analysis, and keen observation. You are a thinker of the first order. You evaluate situations very quickly, and with amazing accuracy. As a result, you are thorough and complete in your work, the perfectionist who expects everyone else to meet a high standard of performance, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Life Path 7 person is a peaceful and affectionate soul. But you guard your connection to people carefully. It's easy for you to detect deception and recognize insincere people, and you avoid them. You aren't one to have a wide circle of friends, but once you accept someone as a friend, it's for life. It's as if you must get to know someone a lot better before you allow the wall surrounding you to be penetrated. Chances are you are a very charming and refined individual with great poise and a quick wit. Nonetheless, there is an exclusiveness about you. You probably aren't a very social person. Your reserve is often taken to be aloofness, but actually, it's not that at all. It is merely a cover up for your basic feeling of insecurity. There's no rush, It takes time for you to warm up to new friends. Clubs and organizations hold little interest for you; you are not a joiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually like being alone and away from the hustle and bustle of modern life. In many ways, you would have fit in better in much earlier times when the pace of life was less hectic. You need a good deal of quiet time to be with your own inner thoughts and dreams. You dislike crowds, noise, distractions, and confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overwhelming strength of the number 7 is reflected in the depth of thinking that is shown; you will garner knowledge from practically every source that you find. Intellectual, scientific, and studious, you don't accept a premise until you have dissected the subject and arrived at your own independent conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very spiritual number and it often denotes a sort of spiritual wisdom that becomes apparent at a fairly early age. A built in inner guide providing a strong sense of intuition may set you up as being a law unto yourself. Whatever spiritual position you take, whether traditional or bizarre, you will cling to it with fervor. Once you have decided an issue, it is almost impossible to get you to revisit the question. Adaptability is not your style, and change for you is a rarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rely heavily on your experiences and your intuition, rather than accepting advice from someone. Your hunches usually prove to be very accurate, and knowing this, you follow the directions they seem to guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the most negative use of the 7 energies, you can become very pessimistic, lackadaisical, quarrelsome, and secretive. A Life Path 7 individual who is not living life fully and gaining through experiences, is a hard person to live with because of a serious lack of consideration for others. There is such a negative attitude. Indeed, operating on the negative side of the 7 can produce a very selfish and spoiled individual and living with one can be a challenge. This may be why some 7s actually prefer living alone. If you have any of the negative traits they are very difficult to get rid of because you tend to feel that the world really does owe you a living or that in some way you are not being fairly treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, the negative 7 is not the typical 7, at least not without some mitigating positive traits. This number is one that seems to have some major shifts from highs to lows. Stability in feelings may be elusive for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-994789585933696302?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/994789585933696302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-one-o-one-th-post-dd-heres-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/994789585933696302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/994789585933696302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-one-o-one-th-post-dd-heres-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2030654455758383229</id><published>2009-07-12T03:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:33:29.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the process of making a new skin, thus the blog seems dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sims3 is so fun! omg and the amount of depth you can customise your character with is just jaw dropping. I spent like 2hrs just deciding on the face before I settled on it and Im halfway through decorating the house. It really has become better than sims1 or 2 . Travelling to the neighbourhood is so much more convenient And it took alot of effort, but I think my model is quite chio. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG 4am, time to sleep alr, nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2030654455758383229?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2030654455758383229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-process-of-making-new-skin-thus-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2030654455758383229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2030654455758383229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-process-of-making-new-skin-thus-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1196751284602011539</id><published>2009-07-05T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:26:37.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maple acct got hacked. Terrible thing to do. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very frustrated now. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that , im off on wed/thurs/fri, so it should be a good week. Just sad that had to happen, when I was lvl154. Yes I know I have nolife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1196751284602011539?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1196751284602011539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/maple-acct-got-hacked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1196751284602011539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1196751284602011539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/07/maple-acct-got-hacked.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-9219243379476840889</id><published>2009-05-26T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:49:27.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO I graduated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need moar mesos/gold. sien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-9219243379476840889?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/9219243379476840889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/05/woohoo-i-graduated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9219243379476840889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9219243379476840889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/05/woohoo-i-graduated.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4710467230749474501</id><published>2009-05-02T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:10:08.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long time since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ill explain for my friend why guys like to lan game so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For guys, playing computer games is like shopping to girls. Sure, you can singleplayer, but it gets boring after awhile doesn't it, once you have completed it or walked around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing computer games against live opponents and with live teammates also add to the atmosphere, You never know what remark or strategy they would throw at you, same as girls gossiping during shopping trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, playing together in an area, an internet shop is like having a group of people going out together, you dont expect everyone to go out alone, being connected by a conference call right? Furthermore, not everyones house has maybe 8 computers or more. So its more convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4710467230749474501?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4710467230749474501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-long-time-since-i-last-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4710467230749474501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4710467230749474501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-long-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6417459831408661135</id><published>2009-04-20T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:25:42.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new cameraless phone,because the old one got spoilt when i was thrown in the pool =.=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SexbUt8k33I/AAAAAAAAAJc/L2cmInT0Nds/s1600-h/nokia-1661-t-mobile-usa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SexbUt8k33I/AAAAAAAAAJc/L2cmInT0Nds/s400/nokia-1661-t-mobile-usa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326732870761635698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a normal handphone, but i like it because its thin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6417459831408661135?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6417459831408661135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-cameraless-phonebecause-old-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6417459831408661135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6417459831408661135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-cameraless-phonebecause-old-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SexbUt8k33I/AAAAAAAAAJc/L2cmInT0Nds/s72-c/nokia-1661-t-mobile-usa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5967786601123113971</id><published>2009-04-18T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:50:46.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does a thief deserve jail? Sigh. We all wish we dont ever need to make this choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5967786601123113971?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5967786601123113971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/does-thief-deserve-jail-sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5967786601123113971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5967786601123113971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/does-thief-deserve-jail-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-9173508491479740266</id><published>2009-04-15T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:58:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Physically close, yet spread so far,&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondering, if a miracle would appear,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a chance, a sparkling light,&lt;br /&gt;Swearing to carry , disregarding evertyhing else,&lt;br /&gt;Left to dream, if the firefly would ever come,&lt;br /&gt;to experience love as eternal as the heavens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-9173508491479740266?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/9173508491479740266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/physically-close-yet-spread-so-far-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9173508491479740266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9173508491479740266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/physically-close-yet-spread-so-far-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6935108263136990470</id><published>2009-04-13T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:57:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people just dont know when to quit ... Seesh. So , its risen from a bi-sided affair to a tripatite engagement and somehow i get caught in the middle as a minor figure. Ive learnt that, sometimes, the best way for revenge, maybe not so, is to lake life takes its natural course and not do anything. Because life throws back what you throw at it. Its amazing how the laws of physics interact with the natural world and apply to everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, the sad person is left to fend for himself against the upper echolons and even peers. Not to say him being defenceless, armed with a wall of lies and deceit, a material which would crack under pressure. And the gaps are showing, an interesting wayang is about to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6935108263136990470?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6935108263136990470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-people-just-dont-know-when-to-quit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6935108263136990470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6935108263136990470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-people-just-dont-know-when-to-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4322765323939817096</id><published>2009-04-05T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:29:43.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just measured my height. it increased another 2cm , now at 189... No wonder im taller than the other guy at 188... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really stop there , being  190 is really really really tall. =.= and inconvenient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4322765323939817096?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4322765323939817096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-measured-my-height.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4322765323939817096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4322765323939817096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-measured-my-height.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1973310241653325398</id><published>2009-04-05T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:04:24.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are the things that we had to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SdgtLHzjCGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YwrcTC87Zqk/s1600-h/image192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SdgtLHzjCGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YwrcTC87Zqk/s400/image192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321052628835305570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were super hard to find, with the exception of the NGC logo. And apparently, the watch shop had changed its sign =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SdgtK7Ce1gI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZuV1zRtPdNA/s1600-h/image191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SdgtK7Ce1gI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZuV1zRtPdNA/s400/image191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321052625408284162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadows were the camera phones taking pictures of it , before we split up to find the different pictures at different levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1973310241653325398?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1973310241653325398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-are-things-that-we-had-to-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1973310241653325398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1973310241653325398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-are-things-that-we-had-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SdgtLHzjCGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YwrcTC87Zqk/s72-c/image192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-310291667287054188</id><published>2009-04-02T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:37:48.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to vivocity today for team building stuffs. Walked around there for about 4 hours finding places where 12 pictures were located. It was tough, and it didnt help that vivo was so BEEG. Plus the clues were not exactly helpful or easy. One was a picture with a pharmacy sign , and when we got there, it was a body oil/essence shop. then tiles that look like those in toilet was seen on the floor of best denki. But then again we had fun. And it was outside, so hey! Im not complaining, other than the fact that the things were so dastardly difficult to find. Like the one where it was a tiny word on the shop directory. Which we stopped to look at thrice without realising it was there as an advertisement =.= ... Or perhaps im just blur. Or rather the 9 of us were just blur =.= . I can say, we thouroughly explored vivo city today. at least 4 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and someone paid a dollar for me to try the cold exhibit at the national geographic centre there. Im amazed that wind can actually be that cold, just wind, and my hands were freezing though i was wearing a jacket. And amazingly, for a short while , the infra red detector, the one that detects heat, dropped to all blue for awhile before they let me out, supposedly i was freezing at that point, and had problems breathing, its amazing how thin air gets when its cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally killed the stupid frog cum parrot boss. SOOO irritating. But yay for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-310291667287054188?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/310291667287054188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-vivocity-today-for-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/310291667287054188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/310291667287054188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-vivocity-today-for-team.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5444423429826387155</id><published>2009-03-31T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:55:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New skin , new music! Been busy, cant say much, but its been quite okay. ask me if you meet me in rl and i may tell you. Hope its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kDFiOJY0nH"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kDFiOJY0nH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=kDFiOJY0nH" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=kDFiOJY0nH" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=kDFiOJY0nH" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=kDFiOJY0nH" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/kDFiOJY0nH/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ansgon/music/C_OSZa_l/access-doubt-trust/"&gt;Doubt &amp; Trust - access&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5444423429826387155?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5444423429826387155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-skin-new-music-been-busy-cant-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5444423429826387155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5444423429826387155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-skin-new-music-been-busy-cant-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2079206115511104541</id><published>2009-03-24T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:16:58.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just thinking , anyone partaking in covert ops with my sister would surely die =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2079206115511104541?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2079206115511104541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-just-thinking-anyone-partaking-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2079206115511104541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2079206115511104541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-just-thinking-anyone-partaking-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-12892047319131125</id><published>2009-03-19T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:12:12.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my one month stint in wherever I was is ending tomorrow. It was great in the sense that I learnt about alot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my treasure trove of one cent coins =.= . I used to have this full box of one cent coins in a mars locker like box, and we used to pretend it was a treasure chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could lock the pain in there forever ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-12892047319131125?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/12892047319131125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-my-one-month-stint-in-wherever-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/12892047319131125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/12892047319131125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-my-one-month-stint-in-wherever-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2038839838842160142</id><published>2009-03-17T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:11:03.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last post was Feb27th. Heres a little something to keep the blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Random facts of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I used to like my Chinese teacher in primary school, primary 4 I thinks (only 20smth okay!) and would stare blankly at her every chinese class, as a result she told my parents I was very blur and was always building sandcastles in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) There was this time in primary 6 after psle we went to Korea for holiday, the when we came back, expecting to play the playstation one, we discovered it didnt work anymore, as well as the computer and the TV. So we spent most of the week after that playing an Adventure game me and my sis really liked, climbing all over the house, with the goal of not touching the floor and getting all over the house to "strategic locations".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Also playing the adventure game in pri5, I knocked down a glass cupboard full of food condiments. It smashed on the floor, miraculously, the only part that hurt was my butt. Somehow after that there was a replacement, I always did wonder where that came from and I still dont know till now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Most people cannot comprehend my character, until only after a very long time, but even then its hard to guess my inner thoughts. Perhaps that is because Im a taurus, as my friend told me over ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)I love to eat, and can eat alot, without growing FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Im actually easily contented. Seeing people smile, taking a walk with a friend and having a nice meal would make me think that its a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I never close myself to my surroundings, even when I seem busy, I still watch the surroundings, and I tend to like to act blur/dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I am afraid of the term Credit. I like cash better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) -secret-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Somehow most of the girls I liked had a -Lyn- in the name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2038839838842160142?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2038839838842160142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-post-was-feb27th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2038839838842160142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2038839838842160142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-post-was-feb27th.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4402548334532748696</id><published>2009-02-27T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:20:23.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick today. Was down with throat infection. Symptoms, headache, strange throat that hurt and fever. Spent the whole day sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri Feb 27: Quieter Mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Extra sleep goes down well this morning as the Moon moves through Aries and your twelfth house of secrets and solitude. Dreams may be especially cryptic, leaving a strong impression. A power struggle comes to the fore today as Mars and Pluto clash, but it's time to recharge your spiritual batteries, so allow time for soul-soothing activities. A much more fortunate vibe develops this evening, when great ideas and good news are in the wind. Fortunate colours are red coral and emerald green. Lucky numbers are 10 and 12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems so true now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4402548334532748696?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4402548334532748696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4402548334532748696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4402548334532748696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7364827471797216849</id><published>2009-02-26T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:02:34.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SaZ2t22yzHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qD4YNuG6XLw/s1600-h/image118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SaZ2t22yzHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qD4YNuG6XLw/s400/image118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307059741094235250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated blood again today. 2nd time , so not so bad. Im hoping to reach 25bags by the time im 25. Why? Because its good for health and saves someone elses life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the blood we donate is thick, because of all the condiments of the blood, eg plasma, withe blood cells, haemogolbin, etc etc. And for girls, because they have the season once every month, the blood only thickens to a certain point. But as guys cant, its the only way to get new blood, in a sense. Thick blood is not good because ... well you have to find that online because im not really sure. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy that the Warrent likes my work and recognises it. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7364827471797216849?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7364827471797216849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/donated-blood-again-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7364827471797216849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7364827471797216849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/donated-blood-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SaZ2t22yzHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qD4YNuG6XLw/s72-c/image118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3529973457529779765</id><published>2009-02-22T23:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:37:32.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today I went out with 2 floating twin-like heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SaFusZZ1geI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bQs9L2fNrRo/s1600-h/floating+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SaFusZZ1geI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bQs9L2fNrRo/s400/floating+people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305643545031705058" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this picture , we can make out 2 observations :&lt;br /&gt;1) They look the same.&lt;br /&gt;2) They both have long black flowy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, so we went out to several places to eat/play. And I still owe them dinner. You cant believe how gluttoneous they can be tsk.tsk. No body and yet still can eat so much. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept only 4hours last night so was goggy while playing pool, shots didnt turn out well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Thanks to the 2 floating heads for coming out of their caskets and spending time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do my dailies now. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3529973457529779765?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3529973457529779765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-today-i-went-out-with-2-floating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3529973457529779765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3529973457529779765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-today-i-went-out-with-2-floating.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SaFusZZ1geI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bQs9L2fNrRo/s72-c/floating+people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7192337131158638000</id><published>2009-02-17T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:32:37.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You will be alone in the end... &lt;br /&gt;    Trust...is your weakness... &lt;br /&gt;    Hope..is an illusion. &lt;br /&gt;    All you know...will fade...    &lt;br /&gt;    They have turned against you...now, take your revenge... &lt;br /&gt;    Tell yourself again that these are not truly your friends... &lt;br /&gt;    There is no escape...not in this life...not in the next... &lt;br /&gt;    You are a pawn of forces unseen... &lt;br /&gt;    It was your fault...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7192337131158638000?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7192337131158638000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-will-be-alone-in-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7192337131158638000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7192337131158638000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-will-be-alone-in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3024399643438863179</id><published>2009-02-14T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:35:12.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. Its valentines day =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , here s a happy valentines day to all couples and singles. Im sure we will all have our share of fun. And to panda , &lt;3s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3024399643438863179?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3024399643438863179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3024399643438863179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3024399643438863179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3860719886767180085</id><published>2009-02-13T13:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:00:54.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ganeshaspeaks.com/images/signs/box/taurus_symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 71px; height: 103px;" src="http://www.ganeshaspeaks.com/images/signs/box/taurus_symbol.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Day:  &lt;br /&gt;Friday, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Number:  &lt;br /&gt;6, 15, 24, 33, 42, 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Color:  &lt;br /&gt;Blue, Blue-Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Stone(s):  &lt;br /&gt;Turquoise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Talisman:  &lt;br /&gt;The Spade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive Qualities:  &lt;br /&gt;Practical, Artistic, Stable, Trustworthy, Generous, Humane and Loyal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative Qualities:  &lt;br /&gt;Self-Indulgent, Lazy, Stubborn, Prejudiced, Limited In Outlook, Course, Possessive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traits:  &lt;br /&gt;Practical, Artistic, Stable, Trustworthy, Generous, Humane, Loyal, Self-Indulgent, Lazy, Stubborn, Prejudiced, Limited In Outlook, Course, Possessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Personalities:  &lt;br /&gt;Rabindranath Tagore, Queen Elizabeth, Karl Marz, William Shakesphere, Florence Nightingale, Satyajit Ray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3860719886767180085?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3860719886767180085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/taurus-horoscope-lucky-day-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3860719886767180085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3860719886767180085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/taurus-horoscope-lucky-day-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5389809499554617123</id><published>2009-02-08T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:16:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update for past 48hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat I went out with the 2peeps to eat subway and play pool. Hmm quite an interesting experience and I drew some lessons from it. Played till my head hurt. Normally I dont play pool for more than 2 hours because I seem to use alot of concentration, and thereafter , my head starts hurting. After that went for dinner with my relatives. So at first my father ordered some set meal for 10people. I thought okay. 4dishes and 2bowls of rice later, I ask my aunt how many courses she thought it was, she said either 5 or 7 which was the usual. So I got another bowl of rice. Then after the 5th course , I asked my father how many courses it was. He said 10, I was omg, Im stuffed. But still I ate one more bowl of rice. Then I realised that the 9th course was Ee-fu mian, my fave type of noodle. I stuffed myself even more. So in total I ate about 4.5bowls of rice and a bowl of noodle because I was stuffed. It was truly an omg experience, I think next time for any meal, Ill check the amount first. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sun, I went with my friend to get his psp, then join a group of friends to celebrate another friend's bday. We had lunch, then played pool again, this time for 3hours. Which is why I still have a headache now. Then got back to AMK and ate mac, before rushing home for the raid. Burnt and hurt badly, but Ill survive and grow stronger. Lil disappointed. But yeah. Anyway, thanks to the people who went out with me , really appreciate the effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5389809499554617123?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5389809499554617123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-for-past-48hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5389809499554617123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5389809499554617123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-for-past-48hours.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2639935690455059313</id><published>2009-02-02T08:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:33:13.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frustrated! Stupid DNS resolver screwed up. IF only I could flush the dns and then renew it, I would believe it would be fixed, oly problem is I dont think I can because that would modify the properties and Im not supposed to. Oh wells, I guess Ill have to be contented with blogger. Sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I cant view my blog. Which really sucks. Hopefully after an hour when the dns cache resolves, it will be okay again. So anyway I spent most of yesterday using my computer and playing mahjong at my friend's house. The winner was supposed to the one who won 10 tiers first. But there was a condition, there was this junior acquaintance who, when he won, would deduct from our current number of tiers. And somehow, he was very lucky. The scores went from 9:8:7 to 5:2:2 in the end, me being the middle number. Thinking back, I really ate alot this weekend. First there was the NewYorkNewYork, then the dinner which included shushi,noodles,friedrice and dishes at my aunts house. Then the very late night noodles supper. On sunday I had burger king, prawn noodles for breakfast, and also another feast for dinner. Ima grow fats soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, recently, my friend commented that I always only choose an advantageous battlefield, one that I know I would win. Like when I play dota, somehow subconsciously I would automatically choose a hero that has somewhat an advantage over the hero or group of heros, when I play those rts or real time strategy games like starcraft, I always hide behind a strong defensive layer until I get the superweapons or a well rounded battle force, capable of dealing with multiple threat levels, be it aircraft, troopers or long range arty. Such that his gurella tatics always fail. He treats the lives of his digital troops like bits or bytes, I treat mine like real life soldiers with people to care for. So before I send any troops into his base, I always make sure there would be minimal causities. Which he says is a cowards move. But I mean, who likes to lose? I always have a smaller base than him, but more fortified. I dunno, what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2639935690455059313?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2639935690455059313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/frustrated-stupid-dns-resolver-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2639935690455059313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2639935690455059313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/02/frustrated-stupid-dns-resolver-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2341699555526148678</id><published>2009-01-31T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:50:23.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at my aunts house today, and guess what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHtz0znDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VJNW6sBIkxk/s1600-h/image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHtz0znDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VJNW6sBIkxk/s400/image100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437914025925682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this seem familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHuZc2TsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HPzKMRtZFSU/s1600-h/leaning+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHuZc2TsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HPzKMRtZFSU/s400/leaning+tower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437924125986498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the leaning tower of Pisa? sp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHuArkQpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Kjt35S4NH5k/s1600-h/tower+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHuArkQpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Kjt35S4NH5k/s400/tower+top.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437917476831890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a top view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHt7Vh0jI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r1pYuCNQUII/s1600-h/name.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHt7Vh0jI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r1pYuCNQUII/s400/name.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437916042220082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRkfDFQWMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_6DjVuI79i8/s1600-h/chinese+farmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRkfDFQWMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_6DjVuI79i8/s400/chinese+farmer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297469546260617410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres my cousin , the chinese farmer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHuVvj5aI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EutkzxY0pIY/s1600-h/tower+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHuVvj5aI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EutkzxY0pIY/s400/tower+front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437923130729890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is! Haha. Yes its one of the platters you find on tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway had New York New York with some friends, it was nice and i ordered the bbq ribs plus the mudpie/icecream. It was truly a heavenly experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2341699555526148678?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2341699555526148678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-at-my-aunts-house-today-and-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2341699555526148678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2341699555526148678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-at-my-aunts-house-today-and-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SYRHtz0znDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VJNW6sBIkxk/s72-c/image100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6174722399581020106</id><published>2009-01-30T08:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:33:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;Sigh, on the day before yesterday, another girl got raped on the 7pm chnl8 show. Even though I very well know its fictatious, I cant help but feel a pang of pain for her and dislike for the guys. Honestly, it feels wierd just to talk about this  since I am a guy, but perhaps its because I know people who have gone through past hurts, I know most girls believe that the idiots are only a minority , and their boyf would never play their feelings, but the truth is, the threat is very real. I do know 2 guys who do it with their gfs which they change roughly every week, record it and store it for their own and their friends viewing pleasure. Which is to me , very wrong.And its not just 1 or 2, its 30gb worth, imagine the number of girls. Honestly, the guy has nothing to lose, its always the girl who loses out because they are the one who has to suffer with the baby, and get emotionally torn. And girls, I can tell you a fact that most guys only want to marry a clean girl, no matter that now it is an open society. But Im amazed at how easy it is to win a girls heart with one or two tricks that guys play. I do very well know that I shouldn't touch on topics like this, but I really hope that by doing so, people are more prepared to say no. Especially guys who really love their gf and do not wish to hurt them. Seriously, its not worth it. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Edited~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so yesterdays american idol was nice, many great voices and interesting people. Like the single mother and the hippie daughter. I really hope they get in, such eventful life stories they have and great voices too. I would really want to see them go far. Especially the hippies daughter, such an amazing voice, I think I would have got blown away if it was a little more in tune, but even so, she really did an amazing job with the not-easy song. Lets see what we get for tonight's american idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days I spent studying about networking on online sites like wiki and whatis.com . Surprisingly, it is alot more interesting than I thought it would be, but no , if you dont have much background, I would suggest learning about the basic parts of a computer first, or you would get lost in the sea of tech gibberish. Parts like the core, the motherbord, the graphics accelerator card, RAM and drivers. Gee, now I feel like a geek. But hey, I enjoy it. Probably going to read up on bios later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank the many friends who joined my party for my lifes journey, I know Im not super entertaining, but I try. Im really glad for their support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will delete the top para if I do feel too ackward. Do tell me if it is so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6174722399581020106?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6174722399581020106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh-on-day-before-yesterday-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6174722399581020106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6174722399581020106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh-on-day-before-yesterday-another.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2375102108059691424</id><published>2009-01-29T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:49:05.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are not worth the effort i guess. I try, so hard, to save them, yet they fall further into the abyss. With no means of communications whatsoever. I really dont get why people like to avoid those who try to help them, because they know the way out is painful? Because they dont want to face up to reality? So many have spoken to leave them alone, but I never want to see a friend fall into darkness, engulfed in a spiralling sense of despair, perhaps, with a glimmer of light now, but even that would prove futile as time weans. I really really pray to god, to save them before something terrible befalls them. On my part, Ill try not to give up helping them, but I pray that they do wake up soon, be it via cold water or a gentle river. And that nothing life-damaging befalls them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2375102108059691424?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2375102108059691424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-people-are-not-worth-effort-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2375102108059691424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2375102108059691424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-people-are-not-worth-effort-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2080786063858020652</id><published>2009-01-28T08:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:29:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first two days of CNY came and went,fast like never before. It was super short, at least for me. Just imagine, going out on saturday at 8pm and coming in on tue at 5.30pm. 5.30pm!!! And they didnt even provide dinner for us. Honestly I feel that even if they want to cut costs, at least let us come in say 8pm or 9pm, at least we can have dinner before heading back. At least if they provided dinner, it wouldnt be so bad. But oh wells, at least I got to eat all I wanted, including a box of Ferrero Roches. But I didnt get to play cards with my cousins this year, so sad. Lets see whether I get to this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got both the games I talked about earlier, they are really very good! Even my sis is addicted to my psp now, especially Patapon. Looks stupid, Sounds stupid, but a whole lot of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feel stupid to be stuck here when Im still in the festive mood. Oh wells. And DJmax Clazzique edition is a whole lot of fun, and full of nice songs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2080786063858020652?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2080786063858020652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-two-days-of-cny-came-and-wentfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2080786063858020652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2080786063858020652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-two-days-of-cny-came-and-wentfast.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2172908556066561656</id><published>2009-01-25T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:58:26.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres to wishing everyone HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2172908556066561656?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2172908556066561656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-to-wishing-everyone-happy-chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2172908556066561656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2172908556066561656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-to-wishing-everyone-happy-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-473299025456783086</id><published>2009-01-22T08:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:52:28.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 days to break. I am so looking foreward to it. Meeting up with my best pri school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past few days were spend by blogging, msning, watching tv and playing pool. I think I roughly know the entire tv schedule for channel 5,8 and U from 1pm onwards already. Most of the tv shows are boring until 6pm onwards, and usually we watch channel U for the 6pm hongkong production, then at 7pm the channel 8 drama, 8pm differs from day to day, on monday its campus superstar, on tuesday its the channel 8 reality show, on wed its americas got talent, next week finale and theres a super singer singing, on thursday its dont forget the lyrics, and on friday at least this coming friday, its the special 2 hour ending from 7-9pm of the channel 8 drama. then from 9pm to 10pm, its the very interesting channel 8 drama series. Which I think the 3 children are cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Interesting not cute, now they call me a pedophile just because I said the 2girls and 1 guy are cute, the small children because of the little stunts they pull, like on monday I think, the entire family was persuading the mother to come back, then when the boy took the phone, the mother said the father was useless, he agreed, the mother said the situation would not change, the boy agreed, and the mother said want divorce , he also agreed, can get heart attack sia. The small girl apparently likes to chain chinese idioms like a game and takes charge of the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway do catch it if you are free! And for 10pm shows, on monday theres CSI miami, on tues theres the hk drama on channel u, and wed+thursday are american idol days. Friday also , watch the hk drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Singapore dramas have come a long way, if you dont believe, catch the 5pm channel 8 drama, trust me , you will want to throw up, I nearly do everytime I watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-473299025456783086?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/473299025456783086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-days-to-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/473299025456783086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/473299025456783086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-days-to-break.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4074925526014747956</id><published>2009-01-21T08:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:46:06.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Games on psp I am looking foreward to in 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new image is patapon, the game on psp that I am currently waiting for to be launched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://patapon2psp.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/patapon2_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 476px; height: 272px;" src="http://patapon2psp.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/patapon2_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a unique game, in the sense that it combines music playing like DJ MAX™ with rpg elements like equipping each and every individual soldier with rts style battles agains an evil army , complete with bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such cute eyeballs, who could resist anyway?LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another game I am looking foreward to is Star Ocean: Second evolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/05/10/so1_battle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 220px;" src="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/05/10/so1_battle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another RPG like final fantasy, and under Square Enix,Im keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4074925526014747956?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4074925526014747956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/games-on-psp-i-am-looking-foreward-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4074925526014747956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4074925526014747956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/games-on-psp-i-am-looking-foreward-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7666570158572858114</id><published>2009-01-20T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:17:08.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog song - Viva la Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like this song at the moment. Its about great leaders who fell and faded into history textbooks. Like I once quoted : Power corrupts, Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great leaders nearly always turn tyrant, which leads to chains of events which eventually leads to their downfall. Alexander, Nepolean Bonaparte, Qin Shi Huang. All reduced to tyrants at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7666570158572858114?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7666570158572858114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-song-viva-la-vida-i-used-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7666570158572858114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7666570158572858114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-song-viva-la-vida-i-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7152055211476712972</id><published>2009-01-20T08:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:01:16.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Army is actually quite interesting, you get to do things you never normally would in civillian lives, eg throwing a grenade and firing at a range, meet people who you would never think existed and learn about the lives of others, which could be quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, 2 days ago I met this guy who had chest and head problems, he was telling me about how he felt bad about not being able to celebrate annerversaries with his gf because he was overseas and in the army. And he told me he got a girfriend by accident. Im sure many of us would go 'Accident?' and so I did, and he said that at first they were first friends, then , one night when he sent the girl home and was walking out, he got hit by a bike, and the girl came running out, and from then agreed to be his stead. Unbelivable, movie and fairytale like story, but, it happened. I was truly amazed when I listened to his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel I am quite blessed, due to the fact that we got the nicest commanders in the entire company, and a great mix of people, like in my section, theres the vegetarian, the bookworm, the sports-like person, the pai kia and the high-toner which the platoon calls a gay and theres me , the camo guy because of my pimple cream. Then theres the group of jokers whose names are at the back of the head of every commander, but they are serious when the need arises. Its strange, but we all mix together well and have a cordial friendship. Perhaps its due to the fact, we are all stuck on the tiny island with nowhere to go. Like in the movie, THE ISLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and welcome back to Singapore! For the friend who just came back from China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7152055211476712972?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7152055211476712972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/army-is-actually-quite-interesting-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7152055211476712972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7152055211476712972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/army-is-actually-quite-interesting-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5503315706406031610</id><published>2009-01-16T09:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:35:53.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6, went for breakfast, then watched Van Helsing. Planning to play frozen throne later, the campaign and maybe  the ps3 or pool. No one here yet. I am really looking foreward to cny. And sorry for the absence of pictures, I cant really take or upload them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read an article about the r/s between beauty and fidelity. So it is true that better looking people are more likely to cheat on their partners, be it male or females because of some hormone. It is the very same hormone that indicates to us if the girl is pretty or not. Apparently , it affects the body measurements, face and you know , the upper ahem size.But no, it does not get affected by make up, so dont even try. In case you have been blur throught this paragraph , simply put, the better looking your stead is, the more likely he/she will cheat on you. Its actually proven in a research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the article if you are interested&lt;br /&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090114/hl_nm/us_estrogen_affairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, if you want someone safe, find someone ugly. LoL. Just kidding. Basically, dont go for looks, go for character instead. On a side note, just for someone, I think Erika Toda (Misa Armane) , and Linda Liao (MTV DJ) are the best looking females in the media scene today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm they really should install MTV here so that the people can listen to the latest music. At the moment the most watched channels are 5 and 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shido.anime-team.net/blog/ongaku/clannad-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://shido.anime-team.net/blog/ongaku/clannad-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favourite anime at the moment. Its part 2 of Clannad, one of the few animes where I actually teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ciao for now, maybe I post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5503315706406031610?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5503315706406031610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/woke-up-at-6-went-for-breakfast-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5503315706406031610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5503315706406031610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/woke-up-at-6-went-for-breakfast-then.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6353336563380130469</id><published>2009-01-15T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:26:59.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well. Here I am at the sargents mess. Hmm, doesnt seem so bad, I got internet , movies and even pool tables, plus ps3 that I can use.hmms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6353336563380130469?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6353336563380130469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6353336563380130469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6353336563380130469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5556391329653308398</id><published>2009-01-11T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:04:11.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to go in in 2.5 hours. Its not so bad , just that training is a lil boring. Especially since I don't have a computer. Really hope they start allowing us to bring stuffs in soon, then Ill surely bring my psp in to play. That would really help alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 10 random things about myself&lt;br /&gt;1)I love watching power plays, but normally stay out of them&lt;br /&gt;2)I prefer girls to guys when doing work, because I feel that they get more stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;3)I feel sex is not needed in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;4)I find talking to people about their problems relaxing and nice.&lt;br /&gt;5)The only thing I want in a day is just a enjoyable meal with family/friends.&lt;br /&gt;6)I am  mildly intro/extroverted 55%,45% from a test&lt;br /&gt;7)I really like food , and can eat. Without ever worrying about growing fat.&lt;br /&gt;8)I like to chain link events, so to people it seems random.&lt;br /&gt;9)I really like most festival goodies&lt;br /&gt;10)I am okay with most music except heavy metal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5556391329653308398?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5556391329653308398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-go-in-in-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5556391329653308398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5556391329653308398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-go-in-in-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6913108311778498632</id><published>2009-01-03T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:22:52.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New years eve pics. Ate soul garden, watched fireworks. How much better can it get ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83qj6WF5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tYp3S0D8Jbs/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83qj6WF5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tYp3S0D8Jbs/s400/Image092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287005691890243474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83qgXfvdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/E9rTmyGTweY/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83qgXfvdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/E9rTmyGTweY/s400/Image091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287005690938768850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83p4Qm4zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZEnPgYFk6HY/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83p4Qm4zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZEnPgYFk6HY/s400/Image087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287005680172458802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a video too, but was too lazy to convert the format, any volunteers? sms me! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6913108311778498632?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6913108311778498632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6913108311778498632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6913108311778498632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SV83qj6WF5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tYp3S0D8Jbs/s72-c/Image092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-5096339211465347517</id><published>2008-12-25T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:09:24.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im out for christmas, Merry Xmas people! Finally out after the 14days confinement. should be out every at least 2 weeks and public holidays, coming which are the new year and chinese new year! So its all good. So far its been a fun and enriching journey. Seriously, the food is nice, and the training though necessary, minus all the tekans, its quite managable and even fun at times. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks to zzz for talking to me in camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-5096339211465347517?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/5096339211465347517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-out-for-christmas-merry-xmas-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5096339211465347517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/5096339211465347517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-out-for-christmas-merry-xmas-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8830117368132284555</id><published>2008-12-18T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:13:51.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz here posting for ym(since he's in the army....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say obviously, since im not him. well, he's sick at the moment, as far as i know it. get well soon yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8830117368132284555?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8830117368132284555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/zzz-here-posting-for-ymsince-hes-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8830117368132284555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8830117368132284555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/zzz-here-posting-for-ymsince-hes-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-500917251913043196</id><published>2008-12-11T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:59:16.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST_1R0AMS2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/03axueOnokI/s1600-h/left.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST_1R0AMS2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/03axueOnokI/s400/left.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206974667541346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The last touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-500917251913043196?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/500917251913043196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/500917251913043196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/500917251913043196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST_1R0AMS2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/03axueOnokI/s72-c/left.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7051657588562655269</id><published>2008-12-11T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:46:28.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reality check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life so far has been fun, like a roller coaster at times , butt ironic at others. The first girl I liked became my best friend, I always somehow got to knwo the principal of the school and somehow, I always get involved in major events. I love crap talking with friends, playing games, eg monopoly/dota and im glad I have a bunch of friends I know I can depend on. Now at this juncture, its time to leave this world, temporarily. Relax, I dont think it will be too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went out with my best friends for the last time before I enter, watched bolt, it was nice, was happy that someone text ed me yesterday. And my sis stood at my toilet door wanting to say somethings ,nice things I guess but didn't find the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling atm : No feelings, no thoughts, minds not in whirl, not even thinking at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Ive been a good bro, great friend and everything. I do apologise if I have caused harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is, my last post for now. The stage is set for ZZZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7051657588562655269?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7051657588562655269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/reality-check-life-so-far-has-been-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7051657588562655269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7051657588562655269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/reality-check-life-so-far-has-been-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3353414683625439207</id><published>2008-12-10T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:21:25.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past 2 years had crazy and tiring times, but it also passed with alot of fun. In the 2 years I started off knowing no one, to knowing some people now, Id say its an improvement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my classmates, thanks for all the good laughs and jokes u shared. Thanks for the people who stuck together, especially the people who did backstage with me. And of course, I am greatful of having great teachers, such as Mr Lee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my school friends, thas for giving me memorable fragments of the past. We laughed, maybe cried together, but it will always be the time I remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would seriously want to go back to the past , and hope time could freeze forever, but I know thats not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, thanks for spending time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/K2aOZ-f-iJ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/K2aOZ-f-iJ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/tmg/music/e5qE7e5m/vitamin_c_graduation_song/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3353414683625439207?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3353414683625439207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/past-2-years-had-crazy-and-tiring-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3353414683625439207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3353414683625439207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/past-2-years-had-crazy-and-tiring-times.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-9136288399216631205</id><published>2008-12-10T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:14:12.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60Y3bkF5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/77H7VQP_UeQ/s1600-h/extreme+bungee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60Y3bkF5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/77H7VQP_UeQ/s400/extreme+bungee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277854152614221714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic from finding butter factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60YMmCXKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MNTFJjKRlXg/s1600-h/game+buds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60YMmCXKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MNTFJjKRlXg/s400/game+buds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277854141115423906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played alot together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60XZv9PII/AAAAAAAAAGg/DiVrQ7apKCI/s1600-h/MTG+mates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60XZv9PII/AAAAAAAAAGg/DiVrQ7apKCI/s400/MTG+mates.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277854127466822786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60WqksrhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/2ul5CPr7k5U/s1600-h/Did+cip+with+their+class.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60WqksrhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/2ul5CPr7k5U/s400/Did+cip+with+their+class.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277854114803133970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-9136288399216631205?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/9136288399216631205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-pic-from-finding-butter-factory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9136288399216631205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/9136288399216631205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-pic-from-finding-butter-factory.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST60Y3bkF5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/77H7VQP_UeQ/s72-c/extreme+bungee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-71815173319574217</id><published>2008-12-10T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:57:51.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd last day before ns. I got someone to post for me while im in there. YAY. So if posts appear , its zzz helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some pics!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wbB5KRwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dTMUUNhuJeA/s1600-h/odds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wbB5KRwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dTMUUNhuJeA/s400/odds.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277849791735940866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird seeing them dressed so elegantly.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wajKioGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u-jC1nA_g_o/s1600-h/og+mate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wajKioGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u-jC1nA_g_o/s400/og+mate.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277849783487340642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person I befriended when I first arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6waZZv9rI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MU4SroECMfw/s1600-h/4people.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6waZZv9rI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MU4SroECMfw/s400/4people.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277849780866774706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I hang out with during recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wZ3wjFeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GS9qhklkufQ/s1600-h/Class+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wZ3wjFeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GS9qhklkufQ/s400/Class+pic.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277849771835594210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Class, for the 2 years. I will miss the fun we had together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-71815173319574217?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/71815173319574217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-last-day-before-ns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/71815173319574217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/71815173319574217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-last-day-before-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/ST6wbB5KRwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dTMUUNhuJeA/s72-c/odds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-4443605324358881084</id><published>2008-12-02T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T03:08:09.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kq-_vwTnXc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kq-_vwTnXc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/LMsRd5/music/Xa2zLFjn/discovery_channel_i_love_the_whole_world/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Number 1 FAVE song and Advertisement at the moment (atm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a link to the great thing!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=at_f98qOGY0&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-4443605324358881084?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/4443605324358881084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4443605324358881084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/4443605324358881084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-356079284548908814</id><published>2008-11-29T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:35:50.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been busy going out these few days. Hope i can go out with zzz soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32tmYfwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QCc9t_K6Vx8/s1600-h/Marina+Barrage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32tmYfwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QCc9t_K6Vx8/s400/Marina+Barrage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917314232254210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my cousins to here. Its singapore's first dam system I believe, The backdrop is the singapore Flyer. Which I think is ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32WDHejI/AAAAAAAAAFo/n8VVUQeNp9E/s1600-h/Floor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32WDHejI/AAAAAAAAAFo/n8VVUQeNp9E/s400/Floor1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917307910322738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition floor in the barrage. Felt strange walking on these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32NsT6WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9Tm3t7bnHiQ/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32NsT6WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9Tm3t7bnHiQ/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917305667184994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some place where I ate lunch, and that is a real cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC315xUXcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rmj2uwMteN4/s1600-h/Bus+stop+Pane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC315xUXcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rmj2uwMteN4/s400/Bus+stop+Pane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917300319477186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a pane at a bus stop I saw and thought was interesting while shopping with friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-356079284548908814?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/356079284548908814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/been-busy-going-out-these-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/356079284548908814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/356079284548908814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/been-busy-going-out-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/STC32tmYfwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QCc9t_K6Vx8/s72-c/Marina+Barrage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6971151866056301585</id><published>2008-11-26T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:38:29.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn our bridges behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6971151866056301585?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6971151866056301585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-cross-our-bridges-when-we-come-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6971151866056301585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6971151866056301585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-cross-our-bridges-when-we-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2233738972748586781</id><published>2008-11-15T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:17:35.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I have been busy playing WoW. So here are a few pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lLMIVOpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/slnOPwo9lgk/s1600-h/inn+walrus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lLMIVOpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/slnOPwo9lgk/s400/inn+walrus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268900594467551890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new race. I call them walruses. I think they are the best race in wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lLM7jifI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NWovag_esZI/s1600-h/walrus+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lLM7jifI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NWovag_esZI/s400/walrus+city.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268900594682399218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their city, well actually a port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lK85NA9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NgyvVNsJ3hk/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lK85NA9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NgyvVNsJ3hk/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268900590377567186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this while one a quest. I love the auroras, those lights in the sky. They actually do exist at the poles of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lKlaD1DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LT_pwClQBpc/s1600-h/mines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lKlaD1DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LT_pwClQBpc/s400/mines.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268900584072926258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of epicness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lKaBeUWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1iL8gwmA8Fk/s1600-h/Howling+ford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lKaBeUWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1iL8gwmA8Fk/s400/Howling+ford.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268900581017014626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first sights in Northrend, Howling Fjord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR70263f1iI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/md6iX4v5Y2o/s1600-h/dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR70263f1iI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/md6iX4v5Y2o/s400/dragon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917838422201890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last boss of the Nexus, a dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR702nomAII/AAAAAAAAAFI/35RE_1TFVSY/s1600-h/walrus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR702nomAII/AAAAAAAAAFI/35RE_1TFVSY/s400/walrus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917833259417730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walrus leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR701_drdEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IaGTn4fCLpU/s1600-h/cable+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR701_drdEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IaGTn4fCLpU/s400/cable+car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917822476219458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! The walruses are smart too! This is their cable car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2233738972748586781?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2233738972748586781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/recently-i-have-been-busy-playing-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2233738972748586781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2233738972748586781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/recently-i-have-been-busy-playing-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SR7lLMIVOpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/slnOPwo9lgk/s72-c/inn+walrus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-58472999111195463</id><published>2008-11-11T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:41:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SRmLXTtgXlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HnWwKGOdeCg/s1600-h/haha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SRmLXTtgXlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HnWwKGOdeCg/s320/haha.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267394471730896466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the crazy raids we have on enemy cities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-58472999111195463?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/58472999111195463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-crazy-raids-we-have-on-enemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/58472999111195463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/58472999111195463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-crazy-raids-we-have-on-enemy.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SRmLXTtgXlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HnWwKGOdeCg/s72-c/haha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6613598478253759606</id><published>2008-11-11T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:40:49.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian, received ns letter already. Cut short my holidays. 11th Dec go in liao. Really spoils the mood. Less than a month to it. after my exams, ill have 7 days less. Sigh, sorry I cant keep my promises. National duty calls =.=.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6613598478253759606?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6613598478253759606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/sian-received-ns-letter-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6613598478253759606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6613598478253759606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/sian-received-ns-letter-already.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-94164348426524975</id><published>2008-11-09T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:54:19.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First post after a long break. Miss me? lol. Anyway, papers so far have been do-able meaning can do like 80-90% of qns without difficulty. Hopefully I did not make much careless mistakes. This week another 4 papers and 18th another paper and Im done ! Looking forward to the 18th and the 24th and the chalet. Plus being able to play wotlk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its be a long and tiring 2 years, finally soon its ending. And a long break is coming. Not going into ns at least till end of the year. So yea, feel free to ask me out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-94164348426524975?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/94164348426524975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-post-after-long-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/94164348426524975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/94164348426524975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-post-after-long-break.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8968151478285280728</id><published>2008-10-16T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:08:49.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are three types of people in this world: those who make things happen, those who watch things happen and those who wonder what happened. -Mary Kay Ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this quote very well, because it was what my primary 6 teacher told the class. More recently, I watched the last episode of Code Geass R2. And the main guy said, there are 3 things a person would yearn for, the past , the present and the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who wonder what happened, are always looking to the past and wishing they were back in the past, so much so that they forgo the present. I admit, Im quite guilty of this, I always want to go back to my secondary school days, because of the fun I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who watch things happen, live in the present. Most of us are guilty of this, we tend to wish that time could stop because we are experiencing a picture-perfect period where everything seems to fall into place, as if by magic. Sure, its all good, but not everyday is Sunday. When things turn wrong, we will be left struggling and becoming the group 1 people. Those who wondered what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there is a third type of person, one who makes things happen. These people plan for the future, undertake procedures and harsh conditions, forging their future with solid materials. Any successful person will have to go through difficult times before truly being successful. No one up there has never failed before. Its like studying, perhaps some of us enjoy it, but most don't. But we all do it, because at the very least, it guarantees a desk job. Its like a foundation to fall back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until we are old and retired, the future lies in our own hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8968151478285280728?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8968151478285280728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-are-three-types-of-people-in-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8968151478285280728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8968151478285280728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-are-three-types-of-people-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-2932679359499179216</id><published>2008-10-13T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:45:41.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got the motivation to change skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics are from Ai Otsuka's song, White choco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yLSGVWjGOM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yLSGVWjGOM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/H89GPb/music/qetNrmT1/otsuka_ai_white_choco/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-2932679359499179216?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/2932679359499179216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-got-motivation-to-change-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2932679359499179216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/2932679359499179216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-got-motivation-to-change-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6142909717196179073</id><published>2008-10-11T11:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:20:16.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was supposed to post, but was too tired. Anyway, yesterday was graduation day for the J2s like me. Just like in Sec 4, we graduated before the exam, so now its just more like a testing center than a school. The theme was dreaming forever. It wasnt too bad, some of the performances were quite okay I guess. And I got a voodoo doll from my Chem teacher. As of now , waiting for pics from my friends, but here's a preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlYiCFNUI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZH4kT1w8C9g/s1600-h/jake%26ernie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlYiCFNUI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZH4kT1w8C9g/s320/jake%26ernie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741868523992386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my good friends. We skipped to play cards on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlYocNMII/AAAAAAAAADs/AD8f7R4Ti0I/s1600-h/Lee+doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlYocNMII/AAAAAAAAADs/AD8f7R4Ti0I/s320/Lee+doll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741870244180098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doll I randomly picked from Mr Lee, my chem teacher's gift bag. Because he says he believes in yuan fen. And he sings a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlY1YsuvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wVmj7v2C59Y/s1600-h/Grad+balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlY1YsuvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wVmj7v2C59Y/s320/Grad+balloons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741873719130866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons we released at the end, symbolizing our dreams blossoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlY7LCViI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8LBkgCCLnE8/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlY7LCViI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8LBkgCCLnE8/s320/sushi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741875272439330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends had sushi to celebrate, and this was only the watermelons. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry for causing you to worry yh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6142909717196179073?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6142909717196179073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-was-supposed-to-post-but-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6142909717196179073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6142909717196179073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-was-supposed-to-post-but-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hz7InmmI9A/SPAlYiCFNUI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZH4kT1w8C9g/s72-c/jake%26ernie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8806627182177722022</id><published>2008-10-01T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:29:21.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home from tuition, saw a man push a woman down and attempted to strangle her while waiting for buses. Then the man and the woman started to walk away, but I had the feeling that something bad was going to happen because the woman seemed threatened and was crying, but following the guy, so I called to police, and followed them for awhile so that nothing would happen to the girl, hopefully. Police took a tad long to arrive even though the station was close, perhaps they were observing I guess, but the woman disappeared, no idea where though. Just hope shes okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8806627182177722022?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8806627182177722022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-got-home-from-tuition-saw-man-push.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8806627182177722022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8806627182177722022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-got-home-from-tuition-saw-man-push.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3128032844101405460</id><published>2008-09-23T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:56:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past few days after prelims were holidays, just too lazy to post. On Friday, went to friend's house, played a few games of Generals and went home to anime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, played a modified version of capture the flag, instead of guns, using water bombs, where there were 4 teams and the objective was to grab the opponent's lightstick and escort it back to home base. Alliances were formed and treaties broken, lol. We all can guess what happens when there are 4 sides, sometimes one gets too pushy and gets crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went out with some friends, so now, its time to chiong for A levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3128032844101405460?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3128032844101405460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/09/past-few-days-after-prelims-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3128032844101405460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3128032844101405460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/09/past-few-days-after-prelims-were.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3004926862866063848</id><published>2008-09-10T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:38:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"As the bamboo grows higher, it bends lower. Similarly, the more power one gets, the more humble we should be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such was the sign at Changi General Hospital, I think it is very meaningful, alot of people forget how to bow when they reach the top, its hard when all you see is a statistic, emotionless and no-strings-attached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the Duke once said " Power corrupts, Absolute power corrupts absolutely". No finger pointing, but I am sure all of us have witnessed abuse of power before, be it the teacher, the head prefect or a friend we know. They do whatever they like because they have social consensus or authority in some club or organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats why tall people are usually not aggressive, only the short ones are .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3004926862866063848?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3004926862866063848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-bamboo-grows-higher-it-bends-lower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3004926862866063848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3004926862866063848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-bamboo-grows-higher-it-bends-lower.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-3293122622532192810</id><published>2008-08-30T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:25:23.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired of emo people, who slit their wrists and like skulls and stuff like that. No one who has faced death squarely will talk/behave like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are skulls cool? I dont know, try walking down a field of them, you will be changed, try narrowly being missed by a car, try to cut your own plumbery artery, bleed close to death, see the world fading and then panic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw your own loved one bleeding to death, you wouldn't think that guns and spikes are cool. Together with all that fake blood stuff and the gloominess. You say you hate life, well, do you know whats on the other side? what if it is being nothing, not knowing you ever existed, isnt that scary? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you are the same kind who will scream in cold blood and cry/collapse when danger arises. Talk so big to cower behind the words ....Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-3293122622532192810?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/3293122622532192810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-so-tired-of-emo-people-who-slit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3293122622532192810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/3293122622532192810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-so-tired-of-emo-people-who-slit.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-6221348037526105727</id><published>2008-08-29T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:59:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went from central, to west , to the east and finally back to central, where I live. I went from Clementi, too raffles city to support my friend who wanted to know a person working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He told me an interesting perspective from a book he read. He said that the universe has a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;law of natural attraction&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if you said I will not fail, the universe would interpret it as 'fail', so it would become &lt;strike&gt;I will not&lt;/strike&gt; fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example would be I do not look ugly, it would be interpreted as "ugly", or become &lt;strike&gt;I  do not look&lt;/strike&gt; ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how this applies to us is that what is interpreted is attracted to us. Meaning that if we always believe that we are not ugly, we attract ugly things to ourselves. If we believe in being thankful for everything, we will attract thankful acts and people. So , in a sense, we are what we believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all kinda makes sense, so I believe that I will do well for my exams, and that I will be successful. And I hope you will too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that , I got a new bag. Elven blood has been fun. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-6221348037526105727?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/6221348037526105727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-i-went-from-central-to-west-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6221348037526105727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/6221348037526105727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-i-went-from-central-to-west-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7553048416970987798</id><published>2008-08-21T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:29:30.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to CGH for a medical checkup, so my father had to sign some forms for some tests, so it was lucky he had sent me there and wasn't that far away. The doctor said ,'You can die for your country, but you need consent for a medical test'. True, that defies common logic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went bugis to get several items with my friends. Had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy times ahead, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7553048416970987798?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7553048416970987798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-i-went-to-cgh-for-medical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7553048416970987798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7553048416970987798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-i-went-to-cgh-for-medical.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-1951876886233401573</id><published>2008-08-17T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:42:55.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WOMAN AND MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not. &lt;br /&gt;Woman has Man in it; &lt;br /&gt;Mrs. has Mr . in it; &lt;br /&gt;Female has Male in it; &lt;br /&gt;She has He in it; &lt;br /&gt;Madam has Adam in it; &lt;br /&gt;No wonder men always want to be inside women! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men were born between the legs of a woman, yet men spend all their life and time trying to go back between the legs of a woman.... &lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Okay, Okay, it all makes sense now... &lt;br /&gt;I never looked at it this way before: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ever notice how all of women's problems start with MEN?   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENtal illness &lt;br /&gt;MENstrual cramps &lt;br /&gt;MENtal breakdown &lt;br /&gt;MENopause &lt;br /&gt;GUYnecologist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have REAL trouble, it's a &lt;br /&gt;HISterectomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all the women you know to brighten their day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all the men just to annoy them   .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-1951876886233401573?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/1951876886233401573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/woman-and-men-believe-it-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1951876886233401573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/1951876886233401573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/woman-and-men-believe-it-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-110296923261207708</id><published>2008-08-17T05:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T05:08:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeks pass, more and more work pile up, seemingly endless, and im tired. Sigh. Today , while doing my work , I played a game callsed "Elven Blood", its a facebook app that is quite fun, in the sense that its the first person version of neopets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand , I finally found the song, "The Lion Sleeps Tonight", from my favorite cartoon of all time, Timone and Pumbaa. I love their mantra , which is Hakuna Matatta, which means freedom.peace.joy in the sense of a simple life. Perhaps my next skin will be based on them, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh if you are wondering why Im up late, I was doing my work while Face-booking, lol. Never thought I would do that. Hmm, meeting peeps for prata later , sleeping now, nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-110296923261207708?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/110296923261207708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/weeks-pass-more-and-more-work-pile-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/110296923261207708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/110296923261207708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/weeks-pass-more-and-more-work-pile-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-8165583440755786650</id><published>2008-08-12T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:30:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, nearly broke my arm... Need to be more careful in training. Past few days have been fun, but the road ahead is long and ardous, hopefully, there will be people walking me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, my laptop finally came back today, finally got all the custom configurations done! But then again , I lost all my data, so I will need those pictures, music and files back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard, but then again, what are we comparing to ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-8165583440755786650?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/8165583440755786650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm-nearly-broke-my-arm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8165583440755786650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/8165583440755786650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm-nearly-broke-my-arm.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33576721.post-7668267248086813641</id><published>2008-08-09T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:41:02.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/RztT07gK1q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/RztT07gK1q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/8_6vdDu/music/m28B_M4M/yui_summer_song/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33576721-7668267248086813641?l=thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/feeds/7668267248086813641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7668267248086813641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33576721/posts/default/7668267248086813641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentarbiter.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-song.html' title=''/><author><name>ym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128376714105398758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
