<?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-611066118961603681</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:50:11.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The road less traveled</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-611066118961603681.post-1207371744117802402</id><published>2010-03-05T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T06:52:53.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/3 terminated</title><content type='html'>Oh man, I haven't posted any shit for a billion years. I guess there is simply nothing worth for me to talk about since my last post. So homies, I really do hope you guys are coping well enough in everything, be it studies, friends or families. So what's the latest news? Well, I have completed 1/3 of my poly life and this was constantly the perennial wait. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, honestly I would really love to give you guys unique posts with unique shit. But I got to apologise as I seriously haven't been through anything good for this entire period and I hope I can just blast them out this one last time, it will be the last time I promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, two words to sum it up, "Shit Happens!" When things just don't turn out the way you expect, it's nobody's fault and all we can do is to adapt to the shit that has to happen which is unfortunately part of life. Firstly, my results in my first semester were screwed up and the feeling was like your balls stuck in your throat. Seriously, it doesn't feel good when you flunk like shit when you just entered poly. I failed two subjects but luckily I managed to pass them at the end as I guess I was capable. In fact, I didn't give it my best at first but anyway those two subjects are the ones I am really bad at. All I can only do now is to take it in my stride, strive harder next semester and achieve better results. I am already halfway through the course and I have no choice but to do my best in it. Worrying ain't gonna get me anywhere. Nevertheless, I am sure my results this semester will be much better as I had worked my whole ass off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really tired of being affected by studies, it is really hitting the hell out of me like a punching bag. But come to think of it, it's just a small thing in life. I will have to face even bigger shit in the future. Besides studies, the other shit which had to happen was pertaining to my social life. What can I say? "Shit Happens!" I was wrong about myself, I thought everyone could become my friend. But unfortunately, I am not even talking to any of my classmates now. I don't hate them, but I don't feel connected to them somehow. Furthermore, I suddenly felt too tired to socialise, due to my results last semester and some pathetic minor shit which I think it's not worth mentioning. I was right about myself, there's no need to make friends. Don't get it twisted, I don't mean we should marginalize anyone but rather just let nature takes its course when it comes to friendship. Anyway, I am glad I will be in a new class next semester and meet new friends. My plan is just to let things be. In any case, I don't regret any of my actions, coz I was desperate to make friends as you know what happened to me last time and I learnt a lifetime lesson from it. I couldn't adjust to poly life at the start, but now I am more prepared for what's to come. At least I can prove I am human, I wouldn't be if everything was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end this, I would like to thank David. To my old friends, David is indeed a very good and loyal poly friend I have met. David, I wanna thank you for being a true friend who tries to understand who I really am and help me in the best possible way. I think you are friend who is hard to come by, unlike certain friends and yes I mean friends who think they know everything about me when they actually have only seen the surface of the water. Let me say this to all of you, "Still Waters Run Deep". Although we will be studying different things next year, we shall still meet up for meals in school aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah and its holidays now, I am still planning what to do. I will be working soon, hang out with the usual dudes and buy some stuff which I need. With this, I shall end this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1207371744117802402?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1207371744117802402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1207371744117802402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1207371744117802402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1207371744117802402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2010/03/13-terminated.html' title='1/3 terminated'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1924151426143935237</id><published>2009-08-22T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:10:52.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a break</title><content type='html'>There will always be a time when someone needs to stop whatever he is doing and just take a break. I have decided to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am extremely exhausted. I am tired of everything. I need to rest. I am not going to strive to do well in anything for now. I will just take anything that comes and follow where the wind blows. What's meant to be mine will be mine and what isn't will never be mine. For the whole of last year, nothing went in my way. Despite the effort I put in, hoping for something positive to happen, only bullshit showed up at the end. I am really tired of working so hard trying to be number one. I was once number one and that was an achievement I had. It is a fact that will remain throughout my life. Unfortunately, I had to meet my downfall. I tried to do well as what I expected but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will just do my best, but I will not have any intention to be the best. I guess this is a lesson for me, one cannot always be at the top and things do not always go the way we want. Perhaps this is the life for me now. I now pronounce myself shutting down, for a very long time. It is really time for a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1924151426143935237?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1924151426143935237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1924151426143935237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1924151426143935237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1924151426143935237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-break.html' title='Time for a break'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-5540574388777380752</id><published>2009-06-07T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:25:00.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>On friday, I went to Sentosa with my classates. It was a freaking cool day. We met at vivocity and sat the mini train which goes to sentosa from vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach at Siloso. I was the only one who dressed inappropriately somewhat. Everyone was in beach wear, but I was in hip-hop wear. Haha! They played volleyball, got themselves wet and played around the sand. I didn't join them for volleyball, I played captain's ball though. At night, we sat down by the water and chilled. They were singing chinese songs. Lol! Then, we went to wash up and went back to vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of them went home after that. The rest of us had dinner at food court. Next, we went to the open area at the top of vivocity. We sat down as a group there and just chatted about anything under the sky. We stayed till quite late and caught the last train. To sum it up, it was a enjoyable day. I hardly had such outings with a group of friends for the past few years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-5540574388777380752?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5540574388777380752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=5540574388777380752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5540574388777380752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5540574388777380752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2009/06/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-8099856435790792875</id><published>2009-06-04T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:35:29.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>I have not written any shit for quite awhile. I just wasn't in the mood to talk about anything the past few months. But I guess its time I get shit cracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a superb experience last saturday. I learnt wakeboarding! It was freaking cool. I finally tried another extreme sport. I love individual sports like this. When it began and I held onto the handle, the boat started moving and pulled the hell out of me. I fell the first time immediate of course. I kept felling at the start. But at the second time, I managed to stand up and balance on my wakeboard. I was quite a distance away from the shore and the senior told me to hold on till we reach back. In the process of wakeboarding, my whole body was tiring out. The lactic acid was building up in my muscles every second, but I was telling myself to hold on and not give up. I balanced myself all the way back. When I was back at the platform, the glucose in my body was used up and my muscles were exhausted. Nevertheless, I felt proud that I actually wakeboarded. It was really considered my best experience of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I am still unsure if I should remain in wakeboarding. It is quite expensive and I joined another cca, producton crew. I don't know if I am able to handle 2 CCas. Wakeboarding is actually only once a month, which I actually don't mind. But they have compulsory trainings every week which is making me re-consider. Anyway, I will see how it goes and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my mid-semester test and the 2 weeks break is here. I guess I will be chilling with not only my primary and secondary friends, but POLY friends. Sounds cool doesn't it. 2 words to sum up my poly life, TP RAWKS. Frankly, I am having a fantastic life in poly now. It is a new phase for me. Needless to say, you guys should know I am a happier and different person now. The past is history and what I got now is the present moment. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-8099856435790792875?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8099856435790792875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=8099856435790792875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8099856435790792875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8099856435790792875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4609879243075126161</id><published>2009-02-02T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:06:11.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that has made all the difference</title><content type='html'>After all the years of effort and hard work for the sake of making a difference in my life, I realised we do not always get the expected results. I will be going to a place known as Temasek Polytechnic. I have gotten into business/logistics and operations manangement/marketing. I am glad I am able to study something which suits me and can benefit me in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the results via sms in my handphone, I immediately remedied that I cannot always be so sure that I will achieve what I want. I was quite dissatisfied of course as you all know I wanted to enter mass communication. I did not even make it to any of my first few choices. Apropos, it is written on my tagboard that I almost died. This is the analogy of what happened. Throughout the five years, I know deep in my heart I have give it all. Things went quite smoothly initially. My effort paid off on the whole. Last year, I assumed it would not be of any problem to me and I will do as well as before. I had setbacks unexpectedly though. I felt hardships inexorably during that period of time. It is pointless to describe the events in detail as I do not wish to bring up the past. Well, I did not know such things would happen and thought everything would go in my way. I did not performed as well as I thought I will, but I still managed to barely pull through and did my best afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I had results which I refused to believe I had them, cause I knew I supposed to achieve much better than that. For the past few months, I have not been doing well at all, though I may appear to be lively on the outside. I just found it difficult to forget everything as I knew this should not have happened, which is irrevocably the fact now. And it really feels melancholy when although my results was not bad, I still did not make it to the first few choices. And I believe all my friends got what they at least wanted although they did not do as well as I did. The irony of the irony in life huh? Things turn out well when you do not feel positive and things becomes trash when you feel positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was somewhat an account of my life last year. And just recently for the past two days, I have sorted it out. Perhaps there is a reason why I have to go Temasek poly. There may be just something great awaiting there. Now I should work on how can I do well in poly and not look back at the past. I should not be disappointed anymore and be positive of the future. Honestly, I am glad I am entering Tp. I wanted to go Np very much, in the end I am going to Tp. At least I get to travel to a different environment. It is also a chance for me to unwind as I have already been so stressed for such a long time. If I am in mass communication, there will be intense competition as there are smart asses around. Moreover, it will be more stressful in Np. In the course I am going to, it is much more relaxing and I may meet good people there too. I guess there is something good behind everything after all. Now I know I should not have too much hopes on something and the notion that what I expect will happen eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is about to get better and that has made all the difference!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4609879243075126161?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4609879243075126161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4609879243075126161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4609879243075126161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4609879243075126161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-that-has-made-all-difference.html' title='And that has made all the difference'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-2570168467711525599</id><published>2009-01-19T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T06:13:08.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The unknown future</title><content type='html'>It's a matter of time before a new life begins. In other words, I am about to enter poly. Frankly, I am a bit fret though I got to let nature takes its course. It's hard to explain why. Perhaps it's just I don't know how will it be like, who will I meet and what's gonna happen. Anyway, I have made my choices. Hopefullt, it's the right one and it will provide me with what I need. It is really gonna be a tough trek ahead. Of course it is never easy to achieve something that will bring you to another level. I have decided to post this to let you have a look. Here are my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - NP, Mass Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - SP, Media &amp;amp; Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - TP, Communications &amp;amp; Media Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th - NP, Advertising &amp;amp; Public Relations (new course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th - NP, Film, Sound &amp;amp; Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th - NP, Business Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th - SP, Business Adminstration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th - TP, Business Studies Grouping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th - SP, Human Resource Management With Psychology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th - TP, Retail Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th - NYP, Media Studies &amp;amp; Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th - NYP, Marketing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-2570168467711525599?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/2570168467711525599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=2570168467711525599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/2570168467711525599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/2570168467711525599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2009/01/unknown-future.html' title='The unknown future'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1480721826216631363</id><published>2009-01-06T09:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:08:30.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I have to post about my personal feelings too. Not just what I did, where I've been, which friend I hanged out with or which bitch I met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I have friends who are always helping me out in life and I mean friends who are genuine. I ain't bragging here like some morons who blog about how great their friends are but little do they know they are on the verge of being screwed. Indeed, in this planet we are living in, there are people who are good to us and we have a place in their hearts. In short, life would not be better without them. Whereas there are some people who are playing bastards 24/7 and will not give up until they see you dead or make you lick their shoes. And seriously, I had enough of this kind of assholes. I could have got their asses whipped easily, but I did not make that move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, there are people who will try their best to save you all the time and there are those wants to kill you for no reason whatsoever. You don't need to offend them or do something to make them hate you. They are born with the mission to eliminate you from this planet. At the same time, there is a minority who are born with the mission to protect you from dangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of the bullshits I see everyday. On the other hand, I learnt that we cannot afford to lose those whose mission is to protect you and be wary of those whose mission is to get rid of you. I also learnt that we cannot always rely on those who are here to protect us. At times, we have to fight back and make those who wants to kill us fear us. We should not do nothing and get ourselves killed because we lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't have many friends, I accept people for who they are unless they choose to be a retard. You think my close friends have the same personality as me? Let me be honest, our personalities have a vast difference. But we can be friends because there is trust and respect between us. Most people in this planet thinks a good friendship or any relationship depends on the happiness. Frankly, happiness is the thing that deceives us and causes us to be backstabbed by those whom we thought will be our brothers initially. This is my advice to all of y'all, forget the fun, joy, gay moments whatsoever. Trust and respect are the two most important tools for two people who work anything out in life. If you offers a person blowjobs everyday but do not even take him for who he is as a person, it is really a bogus relationship that is taking your life away. You guys understand my analogy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I learnt that we defintely must never change ourselves just after hearing some lame criticisms about us from some dickheads. Remember, we are who we are. If you got a style that someone can't stand, do not be a loser and listen to his bullshit. Be happy with the way you are. Unless of course, there is a big problem with you that is unusual, then you ought to change. If not, do not change yourself to make others respect you. You will end up only screwing your entire life up. There is this guy I know whom I don't consider a friend, he is unnatural from head to toe, and now his friends have left him. In conclusion, it is whether people want to accept you for the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that people find that I am very stuck up, especially those who never met a person like me before. Furthermore, you can hardly find someone with the same personality as me in this country. But when people get to know who this stuck up freak is which is me, I immediately become a different person in their minds. So seriously, I ain't bothered by what some jerks think of me, as long as I know who I am. I have said my piece. And for anyone who thinks I got a problem because I don't act like ya, FUCK OFF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1480721826216631363?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1480721826216631363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1480721826216631363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1480721826216631363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1480721826216631363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1421196569457622271</id><published>2008-12-17T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:21:51.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchard Shopping</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went out to orchard road the whole day with Pin Hao. We watched The day the earth stood still. I thought it was a splendid movie. The thing about the movie is not about the special effects, but the logic and theory behind it rather. It is really a movie that gets something across to us. It suits adults better, perhaps more matured people. I did enjoy the movie. We went to cathay cineleisure as usual and watched a late night movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to heeren hmv to buy our music cds. I bought Kanye West's new album, 808s &amp;amp; Heartbreak, Ludacris's Theatre of the mind and Justin Timberlake's futuresex/lovesounds. Kanye West's album is more of pop than hip hop. There is hardly any rap. I think his music is great as he is bringing music to another level. I feel he is the best rapper out there and he is impeccable. Ludacris can rap pretty well too and Justin Timberlake is a great Pop/R&amp;amp;B singer. I didn't really notice his music untill now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Sakae Sushi for dinner. At first, we thought we could get the buffet which is cheaper. Later on, the manager said that it is available only before 5.30pm and had to cancel it. Anyway, we had a great meal. I had curry udon and Pin Hao had a set of sushi. It was our celebration for the end of O levels. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working next week at a warehouse. I feel quite glad about it as I can earn some bucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1421196569457622271?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1421196569457622271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1421196569457622271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1421196569457622271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1421196569457622271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/12/orchard-shopping.html' title='Orchard Shopping'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-8558892337921958053</id><published>2008-11-22T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T09:48:54.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Camp</title><content type='html'>The red camp at ngee ann polytechnic is over. It was indeed very interesting. All three days were very fun. It was really something I have never experienced in my life before. I am in the ninja tribe which was very cool. There were many active people in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit the different schools. The students explained to us about the courses and showed us some of the things that are taught. At the school of engineering, we had to design a roller coaster shit. There is absolutely no way I can study engineering. We also had his cca experience. We got to try out archery and that was the first time I ever tried archery. It was great when I learnt how to hold the bow and shoot the arrow. On the final day, we visited the school of film and media studies which I was looking forward to. We had this advertising competition and me and Pin hao together with a group of guys won it and got a fifa game and hellgate london action figure. Of course we won as the rest were all girls. Next we went to the tv studio and I volunteered to try out as a newscaster and read the scripts. Alright this is very interesting, I just found out that the newscaster is actually looking at a video showing the scripts and it appears as though the person is looking into the camera telling the news. At first, I thought they had to go with the flow as a newscaster. Ben, you know this one huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I had decided to put np's mass communication as my first choice. I am sure I can do well in it as I know myself best. It would be nice to get into np. There were lots of cheers during the event and although I don't like to cheer, I just tried to cheer along as it all sounded cool. There was also free food provided and it was all palatable. I met this very nice guy from queensway sec there and I did not realise he is a malay until I got his name right. In fact, everyone there was very friendly. It was a great 3 days and I really did enjoy myself there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-8558892337921958053?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8558892337921958053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=8558892337921958053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8558892337921958053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8558892337921958053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/11/red-camp.html' title='Red Camp'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-7145701278156824974</id><published>2008-11-11T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:30:30.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>Yo wasssup! The O levels are over. Congratulations everyone! It's not only for the end of exams, but a transition of my life. Finally, there is time to rest after so much stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, as now I am free, I will be continue getting on with my hobbies. I am going to recap on my magic skills and improve my skateboarding skills. I got to know this skater through a friend and I will be calling him out to skate most probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I will be investing on a few items for myself during this end of year. I am going to buy a new cap and more t-shirts. I also intend to buy Jay Chou's new album and I am waiting for Kanye West, 50 cent, R.Kelly, and Eminem's new albums coming out end of this year. I believe they are going to rock and will be "Sly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I signed up for this red camp event at ngee ann poly. It is a three day event. There is no overnight staying. I will be able to learn about the courses in ngee ann poly. Furthermore, there will be free lunch and dinner provided. I am sure it is gonna be fun. I may even get to meet new people. The only absurd thing is they put me in a group with the people from my school. But it doesn't matter, because there will be tons of people there. At least, I can be together with Pin Hao. He is going for it too. Hopefully I will benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I encountered something which brought me to the past. I saw my primary school teacher on the bus. The moment I saw her, I had a good feeling somewhat as I missed my primary school days. Furthermore, today happened to be the last day of the O levels. I remembered that I was taught a lot of things in catholic high. But due to some reasons which are needless to mention, I did not acknowledge her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been chilling with Jarret and Gordon this period of time. Frankly, I feel great to have friends such as Jarret, Gordon and Paul. They are really nice people who have helped me directly or indirectly in life. The milo "gao" and "teh bing kah dai" just rocks. Lol! I hope to catch up with my primary school dudes like Yang Jun and Wallace too. And of course, I will not forget those friends I knew through magic, Ben, Shufi, Alvin and Haziq. To me, they are indeed impecable. It is no BS. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-7145701278156824974?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7145701278156824974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=7145701278156824974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/7145701278156824974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/7145701278156824974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/11/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4974642718166780451</id><published>2008-10-19T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:23:44.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perennial Wait</title><content type='html'>Alright, the moment has arrived. The perennial wait for the O levels is over. This will be the final post before I set off to deal with the final exams we have all been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to wish all of you guys, the buddies who are taking the O levels together with me the best of luck. Yang Jun, Wallace, Eugene, Jarret, Pin Hao and Gordon. Y'all are loyal friends who have stuck with me throughout my life regardless it is a storm or sunny day. I believe all of us will be able to do well and get our distinctions. We just need to have confidence and give it our best. By the way, don't pressure yourselves too much over it. The exams will not be difficult. Don't let it affect your lives badly. It will soon be over. Then, we will have celebrations end of this year huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though some of you may not read this, we will pull through together. May the force be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4974642718166780451?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4974642718166780451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4974642718166780451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4974642718166780451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4974642718166780451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/perennial-wait.html' title='The Perennial Wait'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-2297814698444364376</id><published>2008-10-06T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:31:12.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, it was a personal celebration. I went out for the whole day. I thought that watching a movie would be the best thing, so I went to watch painted skin at lido. The concidental thing is this movie reflects the kind of life I have faced all these years. It is about this girl who is a demon. She is so beautiful on the outside such that everyone believes she is can never be a demon, of course except the demon slayers. Likewise, in the school which shall not be named, there are plenty of people who are bogus. They are kind in front of your face, but trying to destroy you behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I went to HMV at the heeren. I roamed around and decided to buy the dvd Blood Diamond. The absurd thing is there are abundant dvds which are rated M18. Indeed cannot make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to get a drink at starbucks at centrepoint. I got a drink which was recommended by the staff. There was nobody there at all. I studied there for awhile. Actually, I planned to meet Paul. He could not make it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a late dinner at some place I happened to come across. I was looking for Indian food and I found one. Indeed it was my lucky day. Perhaps life is better being free now. It was a great day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Jarret and Paul in the afternoon today. I chilled with them and showed them some tricks. Though O levels are approaching, there is no point getting so fret over it. We just gotta believe in ourselves. I shall end with a quote "Don't have too much of what you don't need or you will miss out the things you need".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-2297814698444364376?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/2297814698444364376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=2297814698444364376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/2297814698444364376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/2297814698444364376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebration.html' title='Celebration'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1835721241176268712</id><published>2008-09-30T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:32:31.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wind is howling</title><content type='html'>My prelim 2 is over and I have gotten back all my results. Hmmm, I would say I am not impressed with all of them. The subjects which disappointed me are maths and ss. Maths needless to say as usual, it was due to the abundant careless mistakes. SS was totally a screwed up. I failed as I was not familiar with the content. If I had passed it, I would have achieved a B4 for combined humanities. The only subject which I did well for is history. It helped to pull up my ss. There was an improvement for science, I got a C5. Food and nutrition was not up to my expectation, though it was the best. My total L1R4 is 17. I am aiming for a 10 to 20 for the O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days and I will be out of prison. Seriously, it was indeed not a good feeling being in prison these few years. But I have learnt a lot and it is going to help me for the rest of my life. I have been waiting for this day, when I can return to my own universe. Most likely, on saturday I will be having a personal celebration of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate botak jones today with Jarret and Eugene. It was a great meal, though the quantity had been reduced. I guess I will be really busy for the next few days studying. By the way, I have understood that working extremely hard is not a smart way of getting results, we should use our own strategy rather. This will enable us to become better people. Soon all these will be over. I promise you dudes you will be having a new friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1835721241176268712?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1835721241176268712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1835721241176268712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1835721241176268712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1835721241176268712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/wind-is-howling.html' title='The wind is howling'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-696401138087490558</id><published>2008-09-08T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:51:44.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of chill</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I followed Shaun to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;funan&lt;/span&gt; IT mall early in the morning to queue up for Spore, the latest game which is released in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;. Obviously, the game is not for me to play. I was just helping Joseph to collect his as he had church service. It was hilarious as we thought we would be the first to arrived but only to found out there was already a line of people there. We reached at around 9.30am and settled there till 12pm. We received a goody bag together with the game and a t-shirt in it. I bet Shaun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt; are utterly ecstatic about the new game that they are going to embark on. We happened to bump into Joshua, one of our primary school classmates. He was there to collect the game as well. We chatted for awhile while he was queueing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roamed around funan IT mall as we were waiting for Joseph to come. After he called, we headed down to raffles city to meet him. We had a hard time deciding what to eat for lunch and they proposed J.CO. It is a doughnut cafe. We ordered one dozen of doughnuts for $11.50 and I got a drink. The doughnuts were indeed fabulous. Joseph had chocolate dripping all over his jeans lol. Shaun told us he was going to ang mo kio all of a sudden and he went separate ways at city hall station. Joseph said he needed to buy a ram, an IT equipment. I have never heard of it as I am unfamiliar with IT. We went to funan IT mall, back there for me. We went to challenger but it was sold out there. Thus, we had to go and get it at another shop. After that, we got out of funan IT mall. I thought of going to esplanade and we went there through citylink mall. We chilled around esplanade then went to Singapre river at the merlion area. We sat down at the steps there and chatted about everything which took place for 17 years since 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to ask him a math question which miraculously came out for the paper today. Lol! We went back to city hall station after some time there. We took the mrt to marina bay so we could get seats as it was too packed. I can only say it was a pleasant day. Forgive me but as I was telling Joseph, I find that I could easily be myself with the friends which I know since childhood. Well, perhaps I am just trying to suit myself for different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ss and maths paper 1 papers are over. I did it following the direction of the wind. Hopefully, they turned out alright. Tomorrow is maths paper 2. I promise myself I will do well for it no matter what. Maths has always been my forte. Unfortunately due to certain circumstances, my standard has dropped. Anyway, I had caught up during these few weeks of practice. I will share the good news after the exams. The next event taking place will be a mooncake festival gathering organised by Shaun. I will be looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-696401138087490558?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/696401138087490558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=696401138087490558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/696401138087490558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/696401138087490558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-of-chill.html' title='A day of chill'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-3999453457387397932</id><published>2008-08-17T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:55:41.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side of me</title><content type='html'>Enough of school, exams, screwed up life and all that bullshit. Why don't I talk about some other cool shit y'all? I was skating at somerset skate park in the morning. Unfortunately, it rained after awhile, same like last week. This guy called Eric who is working at the skate shop was instructing me. My skateboarding skills has improved since I started last year. I can finally execute an ollie, now I am trying to perfect it. Honestly, I did not regret getting into the field of skateboarding, it has made me become a stronger person. Besides magic, I got a new hobby moreover. Skaters have a very determined personality which I respect. Though they take life easily, they will never allow themselves to lose out. I have learnt a lot through this new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really enjoy this life at the streets. Being a hip-hop guy is so motherfucking great. It beats the fucked up life at school. Those motherfuckers in my school know what shit about life? It's only a matter of time before they get fucked up in life! Seriously, this bullshit is enough! I ain't gonna allow myself to get screwed by any pathetic wusses nemore. All these years, I have always been fucked by bitches and bastards and I did not give a fuck about it! From now onwards, things are gonna be damn different. Anyone who tries to mess with me is gonna get real shit from me. I will be like a real skateboarder, making sure no one fucks with me. People think this dude here is a fucking loner. Hey wait, did I tell ya I am connected to people from everywhere, from different industries? Oh I don't give a fuck how those motherfuckers in school think about me. Fuck those bullshit! It's enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started getting into hip-hop music recently. Not many people knows about Gangsta rap. I just found out that a classmate of mine listens to this kinda thing. I bought some cds from HMV. Snoop Dogg and R.Kelly are great man! Y'all should explore their music. Many people feel rap is meaningless, but it is an art after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-3999453457387397932?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/3999453457387397932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=3999453457387397932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/3999453457387397932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/3999453457387397932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/other-side-of-me.html' title='The other side of me'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1757267382048759344</id><published>2008-08-12T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:19:25.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese terminated</title><content type='html'>B3! I have achieved a B3 for my chinese O level. Chinese is finally done. I don't need to face it anymore. While I was at the hall waiting to receive my results, there was tension from my head to toe. I was feeling uneasy as I was hoping I did as well as what I expected. When it was announced that there are close to no distinctions, I already had the feeling I am not one of them. The moment I saw the 3 on the paper, my heart went totally relaxed. I was exclaiming to myself "It's over!" I got what I wanted, a B3. I got a merit for my oral though I hoped for a distinction. Anyway, I am satisfied with a B3. Even if I had practised harder, this would be my chinese standard. Though I can't speak fluently, I do know my mandarin well. By the way, I do not speak mandarin to any of my friends. Haha. The hard work has paid off and I am glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is not a very good news. Damn it! I was not accepted for the dpa. I bet those lecturers did not look through my sec 3 and 4 results. Being the top for N levels, I ain't accepted. It gotta be a joke. I guess the thing which caused me to fail the admission is my prelim 1 results. They asked for it and I had to give them. I failed science which is required for real estate business. On the contrary, it is claimed that our academic results will help us. Indeed some stupid system they have. Furthermore, I sent them a testimonial from my teacher. Well anyway, I am not really bothered by this. This thing just acts like an insurance. Real estate business is not a course which is very competitive, thus I am sure I can enter it through the normal way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Shaun's birthday is 2 days later and Pin Hao's birthday is 6 days later. I wish both of you happy birthday in advance my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1757267382048759344?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1757267382048759344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1757267382048759344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1757267382048759344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1757267382048759344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/chinese-terminated.html' title='Chinese terminated'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-5085671538877349247</id><published>2008-08-02T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:51:24.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>During the past few weeks, I had been feeling utterly and extremely tired. I am so tired that I just don't feel like doing anything. Firstly, my prelim results were totally not up to my expectations at all. In fact, I already knew I was not going to do well as I haven't been practising enough for it. I screwed science and social studies up and my math results is not that pleasing. Though it is only prelim 1, it is giving me a hard time. Perhaps it is because I want to make sure I can do well for the upcoming O levels. Secondly, I am seriously stressed over the subject food and nutrition. I am not even going to use it to enter polytechnic and I am putting in so much effort for it. Yet, I don't see any results but bullshit! I had no choice but to take this futile subject at sec 3 as I could not take additonal maths. If I could study additional maths instead of this useless subject, I am sure my results would be much better. I will definitely do well in maths. At least now I know, I will never want to work in a kitchen or anywhere that is associated with food. Never in my life I will! Food and nutrition is a burden to me these few months. I'd rather spend time on my maths and sciences, achieving distinctions for them. It is better getting an A1 for maths and a C5 for it than an A1 for it and a B4 for maths. After all, maths is the subject which I will need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun was telling me, "It is only O levels, why should I give myself so much stress of it?". I had been thinking about and I agree. O levels is not difficult as long as you practise. Many people such as Shaun did not even work hard for the exams and still do better than average. The secret to doing well in exams is to study smart and using common sense, rather than working so hard 24/7 and still failing. It's true, it is pointless giving all your effort without being smart. One thing I have learnt is working hard for the sake of something does not necessarily produce results. We need to work and have the passion for it at the same time. Don't do something because we have to do it, do something because we want to do it. Only then, we will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next update is I have applied for the direct polytechnic admission. Y'all should know what I want. I chose real estate business in ngee ann poly. They have contacted me and I have went for the interview. At first, I thought the interview would not be anything much. To my surprise, it turned out to be somewhat scary. The lecturers asked me questions directly in my face such as what do I know about real estate. Anyway, I told them I want to work in the real estate industry. One thing which was not very pleasant was they asked me for my most recent results which had to be the prelim 1, and I had to give it to them. Though my prelim 1 was like shit, hopefully they will look through my sec 3 and 4 results which were marvelous. I am sure they will as they have my results with them. I sent them a testimonial by my form teacher as well. It seems that ngee ann is tougher than the other polys. I believe I will have a great life there as it is located at an area where there are places to hang out in the vicinity. Whatever it is, the results will be released on the 12th August. I will just have to wait for a few more days. This dpa just acts like a backup for us. I will most likely be receiving the dpa and chinese O level results on the same day. If the outcomes for both are positive, it will be double happiness. I promised some of you my friends that I will be treating a meal. A gentleman always keeps his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be watching a movie next week, the mummy 3. I really need to relax even tough the exams are approaching. At times, you just don't have the mood to work. Only three more months left, I am going to pull through and get it done. A new life awaits and I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my coffee at starbucks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-5085671538877349247?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5085671538877349247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=5085671538877349247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5085671538877349247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5085671538877349247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-6555288401802194695</id><published>2008-06-16T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T09:58:05.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Get Together party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To be or not to be? That's the question!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question: Was it a dream or reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! I was at the party, and now, I'm home typing this to you my dear pal. I have been waiting for this day - 10th June. I shall tell you what's this party is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Montfort 4E1 '07 reunion party. You must be wondering: why am I attending the party since I am not from Montfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... I was invited by Shaun, a friend I knew during my primary school years, whom is the chief organiser of the party. Joseph whom is also part of 4E1 is a friend I knew then, too. I am sure this is gonna be a very great party! That's why I have agreed to go for it without any hesitation. And, I thought, this may be a great opportunity to get to meet and know more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll begin that day journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Shaun's house to meet him first. One of his ex-classmate Leonard met him at his house as well. Before we depart from his house, I gave Leonard a sneak preview of my performance. After that we took bus 88 to Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at our destination, Shaun and Leonard decided to deviate from our mission to get a cake at White Sands shopping mall, and instead they went to the arcade to play House of the dead 4. In my mind, I was like "argh gamers". But then I tagged along as i was cool. The timing was just great, the both of them lost the game just when Joseph called and told us he had reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not quite expected as we thought it would be the earliest. Joseph surpassed us unfortunately. I suggested taking a bus, but Shaun and Leonard wanted to walk as it was not far. When we reached Downtown east, we called Joseph and asked him where he was. We went to meet him at the entrance of the chalet. He brought two large packets of pasta, but I heard it was not finished afterwards. By the way, Shaun and I were carrying the gifts and some equipments for the barbecue. I was out shopping with him for those items the day before. Alright, so Shaun got the keys and we went to our room. It was at block J if I can remember correctly. We could not find the place at first, but I searched and found it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing how the place was like inside, it was somewhat disappointing as it was kind of small, in fact too small. Haha! We took a break, chilled around and watched some tv. We were all thirsty, so Shaun and Leonard offered to buy us a drink at cheers. While Joseph and I were in the chalet, he got some calls from his classmates asking where the place was. Shaun and Leonard came back and we just carried on slacking. After awhile, Shaun got a call informing him the food has arrived. Shaun, Joseph and I had to go and take the food. Leonard was like an emperor, you will know why as I carry on in the next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of us went to the loading bay which is the right place for us to collect the food. However, things got messed up due to some error in communication. As we did not see the van, we though we were at the wrong place. Thus, we walked to another carpark but still did not see it. Then again, we thought it might be at the main road and headed towards there, but still no sign of it whatsoever. Shaun called the man again and deicided to let Joseph handle it as he is a better speaker. Next, we rushed along the main road and saw the van approaching towards us. We ran towards it and beckoned to the person. He halted at the side of the road and handed us the food. There were a few huge plastic bags with the chicken wings, otah, squid and some others and two trays of bee hoon. Honestly, I gotta say this, the trays are indeed made of the worst material ever. It was extremely soft and fragile. We could bid farewell to the bee hoon if we did not carry it with the slightest care. Joseph was the one who carried all the food in the plastic bags, in fact paper bags rather by himself. Shaun and I carried the bee hoon. Joseph was lugging the food and he was using lots of physical strength literally. Shuan and I too utterly had difficulty taking care of the bee hoon. It was so hard to balance it and our arms were aching. The worst of the worst is the cover was not stuck to the plastic tray, and it kept dropping as we were walking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? When we reached the original place where we suppose to collect the food, the van came towards us and the man told us he was here at first. The bottom of the tray was hot, so the man told us to hold it with a paper bag below. The cover of the tray dropped about four times and two people helped me with it as they passed by. Lol! Three of us had to put the things down at some time because of the stupid cover which dropped and rest our arms for a little while. The next stupid thing was we went to the wrong block. We were all trying to rush back and did not take notice of the location. When we finally returned, we were tired, sweaty and thirsty. Oh by the way, Joseph could finally get his can of coke he was yearning for. Leonard was relaxing indoors while all the above took place. Lol? Nobody really ate the bee hoon and in the evening I heard that it was in fact eaten by a stray cat. It's so funny that we don't need to say anything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back indoors, I played my Transformers disc 2 as we were very bored. As we carried on chilling, the other 4E1 dudes started to arrive. I shall only name those whom I did mingle with. They were Murphy, Darren, Jeremy and Sze Chuan. They brought along the other items required for the barbecue. When they were here, we started the barbecue. I did not really catch what was taking place during the barbecue as I was indoors. They prepared the charcoal, lighted the fire, and cooked the food. The fire kept going off a few times and they had to re-light it over again. I was hearing that the charcoal was not too up to standard as well. I was outside watching them barbecueing for awhile, then I decided to go in. I asked Joseph if I could watch one of his dvds and I chose Terminator 2 Judgement day as I loved that movie. I was by myself in the chalet and I asked Joseph to bring me some food when they are ready. The chicken wings were fabulous, however not too cooked when I ate them. The satays were great too, really enjoyed them. As the barbecue went on, I stayed inside watching Terminator 2. This was why I missed out lots of food. Lol! Those dudes must have over-consumed them, hence leaving almost nothing for the second day. I bet they had lots of fun dealing with the barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is magic time! During that day, I was waiting for the perfect opportunity to perform the impossible to these fellas from Montfort. I had to wait for them to come back in as they were out doing the barbecue. If I remembered correctly, the first effect I did was a card effect called miracle to Sze Chuan. It is one of my favourite card tricks. From there, I started to build up the suspense around everyone. Shaun's friend, Heman came around this time, a friend he knew when he was in CJC. That explains why Shuan was laughing about his name. He is indeed a very nice bloke and I enjoyed chatting with him during the party. I showed him some tricks too, the biddle trick and crazy man's handcuffs. Oh by the way to you readers, those are just the names of individual magic tricks. Joseph invited a friend of his to the party too. Outside, Joseph was doing an experiment with those fire starters. He likes to explore all kinds of things. Shaun asked me for my camera to record the thing. Joseph started the fire and there was a huge and exquisite explosion. It was indeed something very cool and satisfying. After awhile in the night, it was going to rain soon and the wind was howling. Our stuffs went flying around and the fire was blown out. We quickly disposed the rubbish and kept the food and all our things. The rain went pouring later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time, a few more people reached the chalet, Chadwick, Carl and Benedict. They are a bunch of very cool people. It was a pleasure meeting them and I had a great time mingling with them. Most of the 4E1 dudes went out for a game of pool and second round of barbecue despite the heavy rain. I did not join them as I did not want to get wet. I just stayed inside with those dudes who were around with me. If I am not wrong, Leonard played Xbox, a very weird racing game. Heman tried it out as well. They thought of watching Transformers as they were quite bored, so we played the dvd. Leonard purposely changed the audio language to thai. Lol! But it was switched back to english later. Heman left around this time as he needed to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rest returned from their game of pool and barbecue, they were soaking wet. When they settled down, I decided to show them what I got. I could tell that Chadwick is someone who will be interested in such entertainment, hence I showed him and Carl some of my best card tricks and they were utterly floored. Chadwick even commented that it was the first time in his life he had seen such a thing. Haha! It was a success for me. After that, as some were watching Transformers, I played Tai Di and Cheat with Jeremy, Murphy and Darren. We had mashmallows and some chocolates at the same time. Then, they were my next audiences. I performed a few different card tricks to them and they were equally floored. I was honoured to be able to entertain these guys. I even scared the hell out of Jeremy with my butterfly trick. Afterwards, he also used my butterfly to scare some of them. After Transformers finished, I went to cheers with Chadwick, Darren, Carl and Benedict and chatted with them along the way. I got two cans of coffee and a sweet there. Afterwards, we roamed around the whole area. Well, they are a funny bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned, I played poker with them again. Shaun was watching Terminator 3. There were lots of laughter while playing with them. Then I went out to relax and joined Chadwick, Carl and Benedict whom were out there as well. Carl is a guitarist and he could play the guitar well. So I sat down and chatted with them. At that moment, someone from the next door kept peeping at us. I don't think they could hear us from the inside as the sound of the guitar was not very loud, so they just carried on. Shaun came out and told me the next door people complained about us and the security guard came to our door and told us to keep quiet. Shaun was pissed off with this and was saying those people were being unreasonable. He asked me if I wanted to take a walk and I went along with him. We strolled and chatted at the same time. We sat down at a particular shelter around the place then carried on walking again. Then again, we came back to the same shelter and sat down. Carl and Benedict happened to see us and joined us there. We chilled and chatted among ourselves. I performed to Carl a money effect and he liked it as usual. It was already about five plus at that time. We waited till dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was daybreak, we went back to the chalet. Other than the few of us, the rest were still asleep. We though no one will sleep but they all ended up sleeping. I sat outside for awhile, then followed Shuan and Jia Hao to have a cup of soya bean milk. It was great to have a hot drink early in the morning. By the way, this is the first night of the year which I stayed awake throughout. We got back and Shaun and I went to wash the equipment. Oh and we were having a tedious time washing the wire meshes together the previous night. Next, we went to the water dispenser to fill the drink container with water as he wanted to prepare the lime syrup drink. Afterwards, we went to burger king as I wanted to have my breakfast. Sze Chuan, Chadwick and Carl came to burger king too. After we finished, we went back again. We just rested and did nothing. Carl told Chadwick about the money effect I showed him and he wanted to see it eagerly. However, I performed a different money trick called the wonder bill. Perhaps they found out themselves later. Haha! Both of them left in awhile early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also about to leave soon. I just stayed around the chalet until about twelve. Daniel came around in the morning and went with Shuan to buy more food needed for the day. The others were watching Terminator 3. I was waiting for Shaun to come back. After Terminator 3 finished, Joseph played the lord of the rings the return of the king. When Shaun returned, he suggested we go to White Sands Cafe Galilee to drink a cup of coffee with my coupons. I packed up and we left. The others were going for lunch and some followed Shaun and I to White Sands as they wanted to go to the arcade. We went to the library, got our coffee and chatted there. We were giving our comments on how the party had gone so far. After that, Shaun went to the arcade to find the others. From there, I bid farewell to Shaun. I went to have my lunch and took the mrt home. I was dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post on the Get Together party ends here. The rest is up to Shaun to complete it. I guess there was more fun on the second day as most of his ex-classmates were there. Those who came on the second day did not get to see my magic. Haha! Anyway, this is seriously the best party I have ever attended in my life. Though, I am not part of 4E1, I had lots of fun and did not regret going for the party. Once again, I thank Shaun for inviting me. Besides his friends are really nice and friendly and it is indeed worth getting to know them. To conclude, it was a fantastic party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun, it is all yours from here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-6555288401802194695?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6555288401802194695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=6555288401802194695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/6555288401802194695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/6555288401802194695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-together-party.html' title='The Get Together party.'/><author><name>Shaun Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00959845517483770380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhc4gvVSECY/SL0N29r1nkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yvyXdqpU0iQ/S220/Snapshot_20080426.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-611066118961603681.post-4312847116589737839</id><published>2008-05-26T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T07:12:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope for an A</title><content type='html'>The chinese papers are finally done and no more. I guess I won't be touching chinese anymore from this very moment. (hopefully) Now it's all up to my oral. It is the one which determines my distinction. Well, for now it will be the other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always the same as usual. For all these years, I never really expected any miracles seriously. Lol? To be honest, I really feel this very hurting tormenting pain deep in my heart. I don't see the point to elaborate in any way. Perhaps only Jarret, Eugene and Pin Hao will know the exact reason and even write an essay and get full marks for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no holidays for two weeks in June. Currently, the event I am looking forward is the Get together Party O8 organised by Shaun, Joseph and a montfort friend of theirs called Daniel. I believe this will be the greatest party I will ever attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I really miss catholic high...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4312847116589737839?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4312847116589737839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4312847116589737839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4312847116589737839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4312847116589737839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/05/hope-for-a.html' title='Hope for an A'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4528967906110677315</id><published>2008-04-19T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:22:09.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to watch The Forbidden Kingdom with Shaun. We went to lido. I have watched 4 movies so far this year and this is the best. It was cool to see Jet li and Jackie chan starring in the same movie together. There were many funny parts in the movie. I really enjoyed it throughout. You dudes should catch it if y'all got the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the same thing like the last time. We walked from orchard to city hall. We actually wanted to go to a nearer starbucks. But they were all too crowded, so we went to the same starbucks at singapore river as usual. Shaun was discussing with me his "Get Together Party 08". It is one party for all of us to have fun and mingle together. He and Joseph are now preparing and planning all that are needed for the party such as the registration forms, advertising, admin numbers. Lol sounds funnny huh? It will be a great party and I will defintely be there. Soon, I will post the details about this party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be the last day that I am watching a movie. I will not be hanging out anymore until everything is done. So most likely, I may have nothing to blog from now.My chinese paper is around the corner and I am practising hard on it at the moment. I believe I will achieve what I expect for myself. I hope to have your support guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4528967906110677315?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4528967906110677315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4528967906110677315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4528967906110677315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4528967906110677315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-day.html' title='The Last Day'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1339158633862730860</id><published>2008-03-23T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:59:20.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17th birthday</title><content type='html'>I am finally 17. An age which really sucks, perhaps only for me. Anyway, I celebrated it with Shaun Tan Jun Hao, my primary school friend. It is not surprising that it would be with him. I have known him for so long. We actually planned to study together. Then it became we went to orchard and city hall. We went for burger king for lunch. As usual, I seem to always eat burger king with all my friends. At the end of the day, we went for starbucks at singapore river as usual again. It is my birthday but I am treating him for a second time. In fact, yeah I should be the one treating him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch the movie, semi-pro a comedy. I suggested watching a movie on the spot. First, we got to cathay but he changed his mind and thought we should go to marina square. We wanted to walk to city hall like what we did the other day, but it started to drizzle unfortunately and we had to take the mrt. Then when we got to marina square, it was too packed. And then again, we had to change our mind and go to suntec city. Like we expected, not many people would go to suntec cinema. Coincidentally, the movie just commenced as we got there. Got a popcorn combo like the last time. When we went into the cinema, he told me to sit right at the corner and we did not sit at our assigned seats. We hoped that the seats were not bought and fortunately they weren't. It is a NC16 movie because they used lots of sexual words. The movie was not that bad after all as it was quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he was talking about egg tarts all of a sudden and I seriously don't seem to understand his craving for egg tarts. Lol. And we found a short cut to esplanade as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only three people including Shaun wished me Happy Birthday and you are the people who read this blog. You know who you are. Well, all I can say is thanks guys. Although many people see me as a snake, you see me differently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1339158633862730860?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1339158633862730860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1339158633862730860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1339158633862730860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1339158633862730860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/03/17th-birthday.html' title='17th birthday'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1423458821783455036</id><published>2008-03-13T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:10:30.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk under the rain</title><content type='html'>I had a long day yesterday. I watched 10000 BC with Shaun. We went to lido to watch it. We got the biggest popcorn and did not even finish it at the end of the show. It is a really thrilling and cool movie. The actions and special effects were all very well organised. I recommend anyone to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, he wanted to walk to city hall. And at first I thought it would be very long. Then I found out it is not that far after all. As it has been pouring these few days, we walked under the heavy rain with our umbrella. We walked from orchard station all the way to plaza singapura, past cathay, till we reached raffles city. When we reached, our jeans and shoes were soaked with liquid. Shaun said he has already done this many times, but it was the first time for me. It was indeed fun. Perhaps we will have this walk again another time. While we were walking, I shared some of my worst problems in life with him. And I am glad he is someone I can confide in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to see Kennard at city link mall, a cool classmate of mine. What a coincidence it was! In the later part of the day, Shaun happened to see his ex-classmates too. It seems like wherever you go, you will never be separated with people who are part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated Shaun a cup of iced caramel macchiato at singapore river starbucks. It was a very strong coffee. It was superb though. I enjoyed it a lot. And he was talking about air pressure and all those sciences. He is a triple science student man. I guess I will be treating all of you starbucks in the near future. I treated Pin Hao starbucks before too. I just love the atmosphere in the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great to spend time with a primary school friend. They are the ones who understand you more than any other friends, because you grew up together. I guess I will be seeing him soon again. Another movie next month most probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I went for a packet of teh bing after G12 with Jarret, Gordon and Samuel, their primary school friend. As usual, I would chill with them at the void deck with a packet teh bing. The reason why they love the teh bing is there is lots of milk in it. I am honoured to be able to join them. Jarret and Gordon are primary school friends like Shaun and I. You see that I am spot on right? It is the primary school friend whom is the best to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1423458821783455036?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1423458821783455036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1423458821783455036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1423458821783455036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1423458821783455036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/03/walk-under-rain.html' title='A walk under the rain'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4176160405817866800</id><published>2008-02-29T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T09:30:36.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>A few things have been going on for the past few weeks. And I shall talk about them altogether as one topic. Perhaps you can just read so you know about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Shufi last saturday. He had a competition at Junction 8 and I went there to support him. This was the first time I ever saw him perform magic live. It was splendid seriously. He made the dove appeared three times. He made it to the finals. I knew he defintely would. Congrats dude! You are the greatest stage magician. I guess I will be seeing him soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the common tests, I passed everything except the sciences. I got a single digit for biology. It's high time I work harder on them huh. I have remedial lessons everyday from monday to friday and I feel that they are not even helping me. Some of them are in fact an utter waste of my time. I'd rather be at home studying myself. It has really been very stressful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to take up skate lessons. Since I am interested in this sport, I think it would be good for me. It is better for me to learn from a professional personally. Hopefully after the lessons, I will be able to create the impossible with my skateboard. You guys gotta support me in this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a splendid coincidence! I happened to see Wallace on the same mrt as me today. At first I didn't notice him at all. And guess what! When I saw his back, I did not know it was him. I saw his balestier hill shirt and I thought to myself "Wallace's school". It is only when I look at his head and his sister, then I knew it was him. Hahaha, how funny of me right. I am quite glad that I am able to see my friends outside. You know...I hate bumping into people who I never wish to see and that always happens. Recently, I saw Shaun at the bishan station bus stop too. I was taking 13 and when I looked down an saw him, I quickly rushed down in the double decker bus and alighted. He was going for a movie that day but unfortunately I couldn't follow him. By the way, I kind of couldn't believe my eyes when I saw wallace today. Shaun and Wallace, I am glad to have met you guys in my life. I will always help you anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with Paul, Aaron and Jarret at toa payoh burger king just now. I had the tendergrill and it was absolutely fantastic. I also ate over there with Jarret and Eugene on tuesday. We chatted and I took 88 home with Jarret and Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to end off with something about friendship. A true friend is someone who goes through with you during the times of both war and peace. Although I don't have many friends, I am thankful to know those few friends around me. Friends who I can chill with and hang around with. These are the people who matter in your life. If you ever meet such friends, treasure the times spent with them. I may not have a clique of my own, but I do know that true friendships rarely exist in cliques. So what's the point of wasting your time on such people? It takes years to build up a friendship and after all that, you will realise that it is all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, I will see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4176160405817866800?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4176160405817866800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4176160405817866800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4176160405817866800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4176160405817866800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4557017730873957367</id><published>2008-02-07T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:43:31.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time ever throughout history</title><content type='html'>On tuesday, something which I never thought it would happen happened. I overslept. When I woke up in the morning, it was already 9 am. What the fish? Throughout 4 years of history, this is the first time ever I missed school because I overslept. Lol! I did not realise that my handphone was in silent mode. So it only vibrated but did not ring. I had to use another handphone as my handphone is not with me now. Usually, I always wake up on time even without an alarm clock. Unfortunately, this time I was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I consulted Pin Hao for help and he told me to write a parent's letter indicating my alarm clock spoilt. And this was exactly what happened in some sense. Anyway, nothing will happen to me. What can they do to me? I am the top student dogs. I am the smartest. I am the most impeccable. It's true, it's true. Everyone around me are just a bunch of losers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4557017730873957367?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4557017730873957367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4557017730873957367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4557017730873957367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4557017730873957367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-time-ever-throughout-history.html' title='First time ever throughout history'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-954641531056568744</id><published>2008-01-17T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T06:53:51.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo in the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRElpTH9BFw/R5C8AfwsrVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4L7yXkRdLT0/s1600-h/IMG_0834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156828290050993490" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRElpTH9BFw/R48d-_wsqGI/AAAAAAAAACs/0_NFUr92K3w/s320/IMG_0723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRElpTH9BFw/R48d3vwsqFI/AAAAAAAAACk/IZ4O-liK4jI/s1600-h/IMG_0722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156372941913237586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRElpTH9BFw/R48d3vwsqFI/AAAAAAAAACk/IZ4O-liK4jI/s320/IMG_0722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the zoo last year around the christmas season in the holidays. The zoo has always been one of my favourite places. It seems that I never get sick of going there, I do not know why too. I just always feel like going there. So this time, I asked Pin Hao along. It was quite cool as there are it has been upgraded at some areas. I took many pictures. Here are they for you to have a look. By the way, this was my first time taking pictures there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-954641531056568744?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/954641531056568744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=954641531056568744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/954641531056568744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/954641531056568744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/01/zoo-in-holidays.html' title='Zoo in the holidays'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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/_uRElpTH9BFw/R5C8AfwsrVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4L7yXkRdLT0/s72-c/IMG_0834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-611066118961603681.post-2632311288247833567</id><published>2008-01-05T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T07:16:37.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My reward and gratitude</title><content type='html'>Today, I received a cheque of $300. Oh boy! I thought it was five hundred bucks. Then Luke told me it is for the top 5%. Damn you Luke. There is still a bit of cash to spend though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to kuo chuan sec for the ceremony. Deputy prime minister Wong kan seng gave us his speech and presented the prizes to everyone. When it was my turn, I went up on stage, shook his hand and collected my cert and cheque. This was the second time. The first time was many years ago. And now I finally got it again. An achievement indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gotta use the money in the right way. Of course I gotta get what is important to me. What is important to me may not be important to you guys. I have decided I will spend it on accessories, stuffs for skating and a few dvds. And for the top priority, part of the money will go to a meal for both Benjamin and Pin Hao each. You guys must be wondering, why you huh? If not for the both of you, would I have gotten the cheque today? Both of you my friends have helped me in so many ways this few years, although you may not realised it. Benjamin chia, at first just a magic friend. But now you are a friend of anything in the universe. It is rare that a teenager like me can confide in an adult like you. The conversations in msn do not make me feel that you are an adult. Lol! Once again, thanks for all your ideas and advices throughout these years. They have made me a better person. I guess I am ready for poly, ns and university. And Pin Hao, perhaps my one and only true friend I have found in the school which shall not be named. Whoa! The whole school sees me like a snake. You, the only one who sees me more than a human being. You judge me with your own heart and I am utterly thankful for that. I am glad to have met you. We are "loners" in school, always quiet at a corner, not talking to anyone, being bad mouthed and screwed. So what! We are the greatest of all. Because soon those condescending, retarded invertebrates, wusses and imbeciles will have their testicles ripped out and unable to reproduce with the born whores they yearn for and wished they had never done all these. Seriously, thanks for your support and seeing me for who I am since the first day I knew you. The meal I am treating may not worth what you guys have given me all these years. But to me it is something big. We will arrange to meet up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-2632311288247833567?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/2632311288247833567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=2632311288247833567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/2632311288247833567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/2632311288247833567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-reward-and-gratitude.html' title='My reward and gratitude'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-643431854363725509</id><published>2008-01-02T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T02:28:01.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has started</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of school. I am back to the place which shall not be named. I don't even feel like going there at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much today. Just seeing the same faces which I never wished to see in my life. Going back to this place simply makes me feel sick. It is as though I am in a vacuum suffocating with not even a single kind of gas which can enable me to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commencement service was monotonous and horrendous. We got a new form teacher. There are people who were from a different class which joined my class. It seems that the new canteen food is very unappealing. I have not tried any of them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe sec 5 life would be much better for me perhaps. I don't hate my class. Fortunately, I am with those who are not part of the sly, devious and vindictive imbeciles who will do whatever it takes to get me down the drain. Those sluts and motherless retards are in the other two classes. I am quite glad that I am in a different place. Without a doubt, those children of whores will definitely not last long in life. It's just a matter of time before their they get their downfall. Unfortunately, for a friend of mine in this school, he has to bear the ordeals being in the same class as those animals. Hey man, just don't give. One more year is all I got in this place. After that, I will see the light of the tunnel and step into a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-643431854363725509?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/643431854363725509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=643431854363725509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/643431854363725509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/643431854363725509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-has-started.html' title='It has started'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-7574973121083799902</id><published>2007-12-20T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:14:48.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with Montfortians</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to watch National Treasure Book Of Secrets with people from Montfort. They are Joseph, Shaun and Daniel. It is a superb movie. It is way better than the first sequel. The tension and excitement builds up as you are in the cinema. There is some humour in certain parts and you will laugh for sure. This is indeed the best movie of the winter. If you haven't watched any movies yet, go for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung around at suntec city and chatted along. They went home in the afternoon as Joseph had to rush home. I went to esplanade as usual again. Been in city hall these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just meant to be with dudes from Montfort. My friends are from Montfort. Ben and my cousin are from Montfort. Montfortians are indeed nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very unlucky man. My ez link card was faulty like last time. I had to use money to buy the standard tickets. Wasted lots of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I went to ritz carlton hotel for an interview. But they told me to fill up the form and the interview was not on that day. They are suppose to call me back. But until now, they haven't. Damn this may imply I don't have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...this holidays nothing much for me I guess. I can't afford to celebrate christmas like everyone else. I think meeting up with true friends and having fun would be good enough. And being able to be first for the N levels, I have made a name for myself. It's for myself, not anyone else. So this is what's up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-7574973121083799902?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7574973121083799902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=7574973121083799902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/7574973121083799902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/7574973121083799902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-with-montfortians.html' title='A day with Montfortians'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4493314676299413068</id><published>2007-12-18T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T03:06:52.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results and What The Hell!</title><content type='html'>ENGLISH - ONE&lt;br /&gt;COMBINED HUMANITIES - TWO&lt;br /&gt;MATHEMATICS - TWO&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE (PHY/BIO) - ONE&lt;br /&gt;FOOD AND NUTRITION - TWO&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE - THREE&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE(ORAL) - MERIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my N levels results today. Great? Or splendid? Perhaps perfect? Or should I say brilliant? Actually I think this is phenomenal. I knew it would not be of any problem. Obviously I am the best. Of course I won everyone else. Look at those bastards and sluts, how can they ever do well in life? Anyway this should be a happy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got five As. Although my results are fantastic, I am still a little shocked. Both a good and bad way. I shall say what I am unsatisfied with first. Maths, one of my best subjects. I expected an A1. But I got an A2 unexpectedly. I guess I have made too many careless mistakes. Anyway, what's done is already done. No sweat man, like what my friend said before I got my results. I was quite stressed during that period, so could not really focused. It's fantastic and pleasing though, being able to get an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for being shocked in a good way, I got an A1 for English. Benjamin, the person who told me to start this blog, I suppose you are congratulating me huh? A friend who is specialised in English. I mean this is like surreal. Can I use that word? All these years of my seconday life, I have always barely passed English. I rarely got any distinctions before. And now for the N levels, I got an A. And it's an A1! This is indeed amazing. I guess I must have written a nice essay. I could also understand the comprehensions quite clearly. It was not very complicated at all. An A1 for the most important subject. Well...what else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the other subjects, it is like what I predicted. All my hard work has been paid off. Only maths and english are the exceptions. I did not expect an A1 for English and I expected and A1 for Maths. An irony huh? As for chinese, a B3. I ain't sure what went wrong but it would be better if it is an A too. Then all the subjects will be As haha. Pertaining to this, this is what I realised. The subject that you are most confident with is the one which you will not do as well as you thought. And the one which you think you will not do that well is the one which you do well. So the bottom line is never be too confident, just stay neutral when it comes to exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name was announced even before the results were given out. Seriously, I never thought I could achieve something like that before. Now I know, you just gotta believe in yourself. Why bother about what Tom, Dick, Harry, Mary or Jane thinks about you. Ultimately, the rewards of your hard work and effort goes to you and no one else. The whole entire school can hate my guts, I am not gonna care anymore. Now I only can do what's best for me. I am happy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two people who told me their results are Jarret and Gordon. They did not do as well as me, but I believe they had done their best and are proud of themselves. And Yang Jun, my loyal cat high friend, whatever the results are, you have done your best. Just work a little harder and you can do it man. I am waiting to celebrate with you brother. Haha Wallace just called as I am blogging. He got one A. Not bad! I would like to end off this post by thanking all of you guys. Thanks for all your support all this years. Without you guys, I may not be where I am today. We may not see each other often, but I will never forget all of you. And for those friends I did not mention, sorry and thank you too. I guess I am not that unfortunate after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4493314676299413068?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4493314676299413068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4493314676299413068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4493314676299413068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4493314676299413068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/12/results-and-what-hell.html' title='Results and What The Hell!'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-5269368545843065048</id><published>2007-12-07T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:46:40.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millionaire?</title><content type='html'>I want to become a millionaire! I want to be a millionaire by the age of 30! I want to make millions. But can I confirm is this really what I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may only be 16, but I am already talking to businessmen. Ain't kidding here boys. I told them about this. There are many things to consider about becoming a millionaire. Almost everyone will ask me the same question. What am I gonna do with so much money? We are always changing our goals and directions in life. Now I have the aim of achieving millions. But who knows? In the future, I might just change my mind and choose not to be a millionaire. So I am really way too young to confirm my decisions. I was conversing with this guy. He owns a shop which sells accesories. By the way, the rings and chains in his shop are splendid. He said it is good for me to have a plan, but things will happen along the way. Next time, I may just want a normal job with a fixed salary a month. Or instead of just having a few millions, I may want tens of millions. So it is kind of really too early to say. Well I am glad I am already looking ahead. It isn't a bad thing. As I still have so many years ahead, I am giving myself unnecessary stress. I should just focus on my studies and spend my life the best I can now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is really what I want, how am I suppose to get my first million. That wouldn't be an easy step. If I am going to work for people, it would be impossible. One thing I learnt is working towards your million is not only about how you earn your money but also how you spend it. There are people who earn a lot every month but they never see their million. We also need to know how to control our money. And what way will I use to get it? By helping people and making them successful or backstabbing everyone? Seriously, it is a very complex process. Of course effort is not everything. There are people who are struggling everyday but earning nothing. Luck and opportunity is a factor as well. The main thing which determines whether we can make it is our IQ and EQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just got the mentality that I gotta become a millionaire and I will do all I can. Come to think of it, why do I yearn to be a millionaire so much? I don't love money. Perhaps because I came from a poor family. And all my life, I have been despised by tons of people. Almost everyone thinks I am useless and can never possibly have a name for myself. If you are wealthy, who will dare to look down on you? I face the fact, in this world that we are living in, people are not gonna care if you got a nice heart. People judge a book by its cover, this is how it works. The rich will always be the good guys and the poor are forever the bad guys. After all, we are living in an unfair world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-5269368545843065048?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5269368545843065048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=5269368545843065048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5269368545843065048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5269368545843065048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/12/millionaire.html' title='Millionaire?'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-5637303641597089948</id><published>2007-11-20T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T02:39:23.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up, new dudes and a lil magic</title><content type='html'>I met up with Wallace on last Friday and Saturday. After so many donkey years, we finally see each other again and caught up. He invited me to his cell. Obviously, they are short of people. So he asked me along. On Friday, we took the mrt and bus respectively to parkway parade. And the funny thing is when we reached parkway parade, he thought he got the wrong place and it should be marine parade. But later he found out that we are at the right place. Wallace is suppose to go there to meet his cell mates and buy some stuffs, and I just tagged along. After that, he brought me to the house. I mingled with those members and it was like a very different environment. After the thing ended, Wallace gave me a ride home in his dad's car. There were others who live in Bishan as well like me. Wallace's sister is also part of the cell. She is in the same school as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, I met up with wallace again. At night, everyone went to Changi airport for dinner at mcdonalds. I chatted with this dude called Bryan, one of them. He asked me what I wana study after secondary school and I told him audio engineering. He said it is something wich is not worth studying. He seems to know quite a lot about the music field and many other things. It was great talking to him. We took the mrt back home that night. Wallace kept perstering me to show him magic. I did not expect him to be so eager about seeing my magic haha. I showed him simple stuffs and he just freaked. I did the balducci levitation at tanah merah station and he went crazy. I showed him stigmata and CMH too. He was floored. I did not realise that such simple impromtu magic can really hit someone that hard. Well so it all about presentation. A great magician is someone who can entertain even with a very simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went for dinner with Wallace's friends. We ate at a restaurant opposite Shaw Towers. The place where my magic and skate shop is. That was cool. Next time I can eat there if I want. It was an Indonesian restaurant. I went home together with Samuel as he stayed in Bishan too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-5637303641597089948?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5637303641597089948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=5637303641597089948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5637303641597089948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5637303641597089948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/11/catching-up-new-dudes-and-lil-magic.html' title='Catching up, new dudes and a lil magic'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-7316656203739803624</id><published>2007-11-09T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T04:41:03.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally unexpected!</title><content type='html'>Oh damn! I was suppose to get a job at Ubi. My mom's customer told me she had a job for me which I can do. It is an admin work. When I wanted to get this particular job, then she said she have hired someone else. This is such a rare and great job for me to do. Admin work is really hard to get for people at my age. It was such a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urgently need a job right now. I called Yang Jun to check if he could get one for me. He has an aunty who owns a shop. Unfortunately, he told me he aunty does not need any helpers. I had to look for something else. Tai Yu's mother owns a business which sells kong ba pau and durian puffs. I tried my luck and asked to see if he got any job available for me. Then this dog told me there is none for now. Indeed this is not good news to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am kind of at a loss. For my age, it is seriously hard to find a job. It is whether we want to find people or not. Yeah but most jobs, such as if u wanna work at food stalls or shops, you gotta be willing to work for a long period of time. If you are just gonna work for one or two months and quit just for the sake of that bit of cash. They ain't gonna hire you. This is what I heard.  So it's better to rely on luck and wait for any opportunities. It is imperative that I get a job by this week. I am thinking of working in an ice cream stall. But I don't even know if I am old enough for that. For this, I guess I am gonna ask Ben or Shufi what they think. Hopefully, they can give me some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit! I need cash right now. I should not just waste away the holidays. I need a few hundred bucks to buy the stuffs I need. I want a cap, bag, bracelets, necklace, chain, shoes, t-shirt, pants, cologne, more tricks and cash for some outings. Faster find someone who can hire me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-7316656203739803624?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7316656203739803624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=7316656203739803624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/7316656203739803624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/7316656203739803624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/11/totally-unexpected.html' title='Totally unexpected!'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-8473229307248124198</id><published>2007-11-07T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:11:39.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin get better soon</title><content type='html'>I received a call from Alvin a few days ago. When he talked to me, he sounded like he was very unwell. He told me he is in the hospital. He just got into the hospital after a while when he called me. He is having a high fever. Alvin told me he has started ns. Whoa indeed time really flies! I haven't seen him for some time and now he is ns. It seems that people tend to fall sick when ns starts. I have been sick recently for a period of time as well. I must have been stressed out due to the exams I guess. So I just hope Alvin will get well and be discharged soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to see him soon. I would always perform to him whatever tricks I got inside of me. He has taught me many tricks and taught me a lot about magic. It's hard to believe that a such a tough guy like him can fall sick so badly. It so happened that my friends are at the age when they will be serving ns. So it's quite hard for us to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I would also like to add that I feel a phone call can be very important. Just one phone call can tell us what's up with our friends. Like Alvin told me he is in the hospital when he called me. Whenever we call our friends up and talk to them, we realised there are so much that we do not know about them. Indeed all of us have our own lives. When we are simply too busy with anything, we forget about the people around us. We should never give up on a particular relationship with anyone because we feel it is impossible. You will never know how a person can make your life better. If there is a friendship, it will be there forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-8473229307248124198?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8473229307248124198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=8473229307248124198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8473229307248124198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8473229307248124198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/11/alvin-get-better-soon.html' title='Alvin get better soon'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4953872315455348504</id><published>2007-10-24T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T02:18:52.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollerblading, a new experience</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to bishan park. It has been three years since I last went there and I could not even remember where the bike shop is. My purpose of going there was to cycle. But when I got there, the bike shop was closed. Only the rollerblades were available to be rent. Since I could not rent a bike, there was nothing else to do. I had no choice but to try rollerblading. I was hesitant at first as I have never tried it before. I still skated as I thought it would be a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to wear the wrist guards, knee and elbow pads and helmet. When I stood up with the rollerblades, it was extremely hard to balance and I felt as if I was going to fall anytime. It was really scary. I took my time and practised moving. I skated along the sides of the skating ring at the beginning so I could hold on to the fences in case I was going to fall. Soon when I could balance well enough, then I started travelling around the ring. It was kind of fun. As the more I tried, I could skate with it. I still feel like I would fall though. At first, it was hard for me to make myself move with the rollerblades. However after a few times of trying, I finally got the idea and I naturally started skating with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very pleasant and satisfying experience for me. I got to try out something new in my life. It was the first time I ever tried rollerskating. Now I finally know how it feels like. Since I am going to start skateboarding soon, it was a great thing for me to try rollerblading. It was totally impromtu as I did not plan to rollerblade at all. I did not regret anyway though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cycled in the later part of the day. The shop was opened a while later when I was rollerblading. It has been long since I last cycled at bishan park. I missed the days with Shaun. I cycled the whole of bishan park and the path towards bishan street 13. Cycling do gives me a sense of relaxation. It is a sport I don't mind doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4953872315455348504?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4953872315455348504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4953872315455348504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4953872315455348504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4953872315455348504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/10/rollerblading-new-experience.html' title='Rollerblading, a new experience'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4734201275494465843</id><published>2007-10-20T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:48:33.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My magic history</title><content type='html'>I do magic as part of my life. It is something which keeps me going. It gives me a sense of pleasure and happiness. Well..magic is an art which is not practised and done by many people in the world. I do it for the sake of entertaining people. Although many are against magic, I am not bothered by this. I will never give up this art regardless of the comments by others. Being a magician makes me feel unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! This was how it all began. I became interested in magic purely by myself. I was not influenced by anyone whatsoever. I was partly inspired by David Blaine of course. Seriously I guess if not for him, there will be no magicians at all. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey began in sec 1. I got to know a classmate of mine called Jarret Chow (same surname as me). I just happened to talk to him about magic and said I am interested in it. Coincidentally, he told me that his brother does magic. I asked him for some help. Then he said his brother is willing to teach me magic. This was how I got to know Jonathan, Jarret's brother. I paid Jonathan $70 to learn everything he was going to teach me. When I first met Jonathan and he showed me some tricks, I was utterly impressed. Those tricks were just simple ones. He only taught me card tricks as he is only specialised in cards, so I only learnt cards. The first sleight of hand I learn was the DL, which is the most basic sleight in card magic. At first, I find it hard to execute it of course, but now I can do it anytime. He taught me a few card tricks including the floating card. During my last lesson, he wanted me to do something which I did not expect. He wanted me to go out and perform to strangers. I was nervous that day. It was the first time which I really tried performing live. We went to different void decks and I decided to perform the tricks to the shop owner of a nearby provision shop. I performed a few tricks to her and it went quite well. She was indeed impressed and glad that I had entertained her. Jonathan did something for her as well. This was a stepping stone for me. It made me gained some experience in magic. Jonathan told me about the magic shop which he goes to, Magic Castle. I went to check it out. This was how I got to know my mentor, Jonathan. This is the first part of my history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the year in 2004, I visited Magic Castle and got to know Solomon, the demonstrator. He is very skilled in magic and knows everything. I learnt many tricks from him and he guided me along. I feel that Solomon is the best demonstrator. Soon, I also got to know of another magic shop called Street Magic. It is another outlet which is associated with Castle. I would go there at times during the holidays. At Street Magic, I got to meet another demonstrator called Jason. Jason is very skilled and knowledgeable in magic as well. I like the way he performs and presents his magic. I learnt quite a few stuffs from him. Some time later in 2005, I also met a demonstrator called Nicky. He was working at Magic Exchange. Magic Exchange is a second hand shop located at the same place as Castle. It has been closed down now. Nicky is very skilled in manipulation especially with cards. I learnt some cool tricks from him as well. I enjoyed learning from all three of them. During these few years, I would often drop by at shaw towers. Sometimes I would go there after school. City Hall has become my favourite place to hang out mainly because of Castle. My one year membership expired in January 2006. I re-signed in september 2006. I have been a Castle member for two years up till now. I would like to add that Vijay is the boss of Magic Castle. He gave me some useful advices in magic. The thing I like about Castle is that they guide us in whatever we learn from them. This is the second part of my history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third part, I would be talking about the people whom I had met through this hobby. I guess this would be the most interesting section. They are now good friends of mine. The first person I knew was Alvin. I knew him in school during a funfair back in 2005. Some students employed him to do shows for people. I was ecstatic when I realised there was a magic show going on. That was the first thing which I used my coupons for on that day. When I went in and watched him perform, I was very impressed with the way he did everything. He was the one who fooled me with the ambitious card which ends in the mouth. I was floored as I already knew that trick but I did not know that you can make the card appear in the mouth at the end. I did not manage to talk to him during the first time as I went for something else. I decided to go in for a second time of course. I had to bring another friend and I called Pin Hao. He was pleased to see me for a second time. He did a spoon bend as one of his act. When the show was done, I told him I was a magician as well. He was glad to know that and I found out he was a Street Magic member. He does not go to Castle. I asked him for his contact and I made a new friend. Now he is one of my best friends who had taught me a lot in magic. He is someone who is devoted to magic and really experienced though he had only learnt magic for a short period of time. This is how I got to know Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time in 2005, I happened to know someone called Thaddeus through an online magic forum. This kid is two years younger than me. Although he had done something which infuriated me before, I still find him a nice kid. I still remember I watched a movie with him. It was fun socialising and doing magic together with him. Thad introduced me to his cousin, Benjamin Chia. Ben is someone who I now chat with often on msn. I added him on msn and we discussed about magic. He told me he does not do much of cards and focused mainly on mentalism and cups and balls. At first, we made use of each other only for magic. He will know what I mean. Well but now, we ain't talking to each other about magic man. Our friendship has indeed deepened since the beginning and we share our personal lives to each other. I would like to add that Ben is six years older than me. He is now serving ns and studying at the same time. One thing I really respect about him is that he presses on no matter how tough life is. I think it is great to socialise with people who are much older than me. I am able to learn a lot from them as they are experienced dudes. When I met Ben, I find that he is really cool and honourable man. A humourous person I would say. We may have only met twice, but through the conversations in msn, I have understood him better. I shall reveal a secret here, the idea of my nick half a goose was from him. I learnt many useful and creative things from him as well, such as making girls have the hummmph sound. LOL! This is how I got to know Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through Ben, I got to know Shufi. Haha! Through Thad I got to know Ben and through Ben I got to know Shufi. Shufi is also a good friend of mine now. My friendship with shufi somewhat works the same way as Ben. When I added him on msn, we only talked about magic. Haha! I can talk to him about anything in the world now. He has not only helped me in magic but in life as well. Shufi is my magic supplier and consultant. I have bought many videos from shufi. He owns tons of pirated videos. LOL! I am grateful to him because he always gives me a huge discount for whatever that I buy from him. I can save a lot getting stuffs from him. Shufi is indeed a kind and generous person. Being able to meet him is one of the most fortunate things in my life. Shufi is passionate about magic and has lots of skills and knowledge. He is not only specialised in magic but many other activities as well. Besides having a life, he is very successful in everything he does too. He was from JC and now studying in NUS and was an officer in the army. With Shufi as my friend, I believe anything can be solved. This is how I got to know Shufi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently this year, I met a dude called Haziq at the magic hall. The magic hall is a new magic shop. I went there a few times this year. I signed up for their membership too. Seriously I like this guy. We happened to be hanging around magic hall and he came to talk to me. We started talking a bit here and there. When he mentioned to me that he does mentalism, I was glad as I have met a mentalist. I am doing mentalism too. I then performed to him one or two tricks and he did some cool stuffs to me too. Since he is interested in the same genre as me, I decided to make him a friend of mine. You may not know how your life will be made better after meeting someone. We exchanged numbers and kept in contact. We met around in January this year. At that time, he was going to move to Australia. He is living in Melbourne now. Still we managed to keep in contact and we became closer. We met up and discussed a lot of magic. I am really impressed with haziq's way of doing everything. He is good at presenting and coming out with excellent ideas. Getting to know Haziq has made me become a better mentalist. He has only did magic for a while and is now learning really fast. He has great passion and devote himself to this art. I can ask him for advice or consult him anytime. Same with my other friends, we do not only talk about magic now. We talk about many different things as well such as hot chicks and fighting haha. He may only be fourteen but he has a crazy life. He fights a lot and beats anybody who offends his friends. Indeed a loyal friend. He knows of people who are capable of anything. He has the network. I can ask him for help if I need to whack anybody. Haha! Though he is younger than me, he is a very matured dude. I can talk to him about life. He takes life easily and knows how to have fun. Those kind who does not like to study. He is indeed an interesting person. I am glad to have known him. Even now he is in Australia, we often chat on msn. This is how I got to know Haziq. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to just include one more person, Jia le. I got to know him through Alvin. He nickname is Junior. I have only met him once and bought some videos from him. He seems like a fun and interesting person too like the rest. I hope to know him better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With this, I have completed my magic history. Many things has happened along the way, hasn't it? If you look at the beginning, I got to learn magic with the help of a classmate in my school. So if I were not in the school that I am in, I may not get the opportunity to learn magic. This is why I did not regret going to this school. In fact, it changed my life completely. If not for magic, I would not be the person I am today. I believe it is affinity that I got to meet those few friends. I can't say my life is that bad right? Magic has indeed made my life better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is pertaining to fifty percent of my life. I do hope you guys enjoy reading it. I still got a long way ahead of me, so much more to learn. I do not know what lies ahead of me. As for now, I shall just take my time and do my best in everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4734201275494465843?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4734201275494465843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4734201275494465843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4734201275494465843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4734201275494465843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-magic-history.html' title='My magic history'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4287490552115220209</id><published>2007-10-18T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:24:47.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering a new world</title><content type='html'>The name of the infection I had is called herpes zoster aka shingles. Yeah I have done some research on it. It is recovering fast now after medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new? Skateboarding! I am gonna try out something new in my life. A sport I had never done before. All the while in my life, I have never really played any sport, so hopefully I will enjoy this one. I got interested in skating ever since I got to know this shop called altrex which sells skateboards during march this year. It is at shaw towers, the same place as magic castle. Tony, the shop owner showed me some videos on skating and this is how I became interested in it. There are many skaters who visit the shop frequently and they give me the impression that skating is indeed very fun. There is another dude called eric who is tony's friend. He has been skating for fifteen years and encouraged me to take it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, since I have an opportunity to do something which not many people are doing, why not just do it? I am someone who is very adventurous, I like to explore many things. Well...unfortunately, I do not have so much money to do so many things. I do not want to just lead a normal life like everyone. I want to be special. Yes, I have decided, I will buy a skateboard for myself. Seriously, skating seems cool. I feel that it can bring out my personality as it is an individual sport. It all depends on yourself. Unlike basketball, even if you are lousy, you still can rely on your team mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just hope I can get my allowance and have enough cash to buy a skateboard and a pair of skating shoes. I need about $250. Man! That's quite a lot. There are the deck, wheels. bearings, truck and bolts. If I can do magic as well as skating, whoa I will feel like a damn pro. I am looking forward to the day when I can fly up the ramp with my skateboard. Hahaha! There will be more skating updates soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4287490552115220209?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4287490552115220209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4287490552115220209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4287490552115220209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4287490552115220209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/10/entering-new-world.html' title='Entering a new world'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-4974458847583658921</id><published>2007-10-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:33:14.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The irony of the irony about myself</title><content type='html'>Who is that weakling over there? He got no friends, no gang of his own! What a loser! If you wanna humilate him, you can do it anytime. He will not fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed! I got no support from anyone in school. I am by myself, just one person by myself. Those cowards who only have the guts to come in front of me in one group, thinks I am indeed someone who is helpless. Well...I shall use this opportunity to reveal a secret here. You know what? I got those friends who have a massive network out there. People who are a trillion times stronger than that few cb kias in my school. If I were to call my people down, those dudes will be so doomed. They would wish they have never fucked with me. I am telling ya, my friends ain't people at my age. They are twenty over years old. In fact, I don't even need to call a gang down. Perhaps one or two will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the irony about me. I have power but I ain't using it. I can squash those sons of sluts so easily. I know the people. What is it that is holding me back? Perhaps it is just not worth it doing these. I should not get myself into trouble because of this useless bastards with no lives huh? Another irony is my three friends who have the biggest network are the ones who told me not to do such things. Ben, a magic friend of mine belongs to a gang of four guys from tamasek poly known as the Gentlemen Establishment. They are capable of stopping anyone. Shufi, a magic friend as well, he told me not to get involved in this kind of things. Haziq, another magic friend also advised me not to. This friend of mine, I got to know him at the magic hall. He knows of someone who actually broke a guy's ribs and went to court. Haha! The strongest people I know are my magic friends. Seriously, if not for magic I would have these people behind my back. This is Singapore. There is no way you can escape if you did something wrong. Fortunately, I do have a few friends who care for me. Perhaps all these sufferings is to make me become a resilient person. If I have not been through all that, I would never knew how it is like to get bullied by others. The experiences would make me a better person. Hopefully, life will change for me soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4974458847583658921?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4974458847583658921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4974458847583658921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4974458847583658921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4974458847583658921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/10/irony-of-irony-about-myself.html' title='The irony of the irony about myself'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-5020373926446256420</id><published>2007-10-05T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:35:35.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review on N levels</title><content type='html'>Well well well...the N levels r finally done and fucked out of my life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I shall start with the subject that I am most disappointed and screwed with. It is maths unfortuantely. Seriously I am very displeased with myself. Before the exams I have told myself I will not make any careless mistakes like I did in the prelims. But I never fail to be careless in math. The feeling of making a mistake due to carelessness is worse than not knowing how to do it. Though I am sure it will be an A1, those marks lost are not worth it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not very statisfied with my food and nutrition paper as well. It so happened that something which I did not read up came out. Damn! I was expecting to be able to answer everything for this subject. I can guarantee high marks for my essays though. I would most probably get a 30 perhaps. F &amp;amp; N is about burning your textbook and drinking it down. I have done a great job for my coursework and I think I can get at least a 50. About 80 in total would mean an A1. Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the languages, nothing much to say about them. I guess I had done a satisfying job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subjects which I am most happy with are the sciences and humanities. The things which I focused for ss and history really came out. That was cool. I would not confirm it would be an A1 because I had missed out some points perhaps. As for physics and biology, it was splendid man! Although there are about two or three mistakes, only a few marks are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ironic huh. The subjects which I am weakest at turn out to be the ones I had done best this time. The ones which I am always good at ain't up to my expectations this round. Anyway, I believe the grades would be satisfying when I receive the cert in december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prediction for my N level cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English-B3 or A2&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue-B3 or A2&lt;br /&gt;Maths-A1&lt;br /&gt;Science(physics, biology)-A1&lt;br /&gt;Combined humanities-A2&lt;br /&gt;Food and nutrition-A1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-5020373926446256420?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5020373926446256420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=5020373926446256420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5020373926446256420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/5020373926446256420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/10/review-on-n-levels.html' title='Review on N levels'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-1597666565388858914</id><published>2007-09-22T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:38:14.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N levels</title><content type='html'>English, mother tongue and social studies are finally done. I had no problems with the languages. As for ss, I was so fortunate that the topic which I had focused on came out. There were a few points I guess I missed out in both sections though. Anyway, I am sure I had done a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's left with math, science, humanities and food and nutrition. It is only 9 days away. Now I am doing practices, ten years series and all that. Hopefully, I can get at least 3 As or more. This is my aim. Though my prelims was not up to my expectation, I believe I will do much better for the coming N levels. After that week, haha it will be time for fun. More magic and something new will become part of my life, skating. Woohoo! As for now, it is just working working and working. N levels is not a problem at all. May the force be with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-1597666565388858914?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1597666565388858914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=1597666565388858914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1597666565388858914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/1597666565388858914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/09/n-levels.html' title='N levels'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-611066118961603681.post-4473967085304334077</id><published>2007-09-18T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:26:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The condemned</title><content type='html'>I am gona give my comments on the movie the condemned. This is the first ever NC16 movie I have watched in the cinema and I really enjoyed and felt it was splendid. Alright as you know the movie is about a game which is being filmed live over the internet. There are 10 participants who need to try their best to kill everyone else and be the one and only survivor. Only that 1 winner will stay alive. However, the whole movie ain't merely about this game. It is about love, family, friendship and sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attracted to this movie mainly because of stone cold. As we all know he is a wrestler, it would be interesting to see how he is like as an actor. Stone cold steve austin who plays the character jack, is not the survivor. However he did not die. At the end, he still managed to kill the winner of the game. The ten people did not want to fight at all. It was the producer himself who was the heartless one. He wanted to see everyone suffer and felt it was cool. Even his assistants were forced by him to carry everything out. Jack has a wife and when she was told about the game, she got very worried and went to watch the game. I would not say this movie is just about violence. It is also about fighting for the one you love. Another thing I liked was the way they swear with all the fuck here and there. I would most probably get the dvd when it is released. I recommend you guys to get it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-4473967085304334077?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4473967085304334077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=4473967085304334077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4473967085304334077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/4473967085304334077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/09/condemned.html' title='The condemned'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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-611066118961603681.post-8952576610223895226</id><published>2007-06-28T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:16:42.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>Well...I guess introductions are important huh? Anyway forget it, I don't wish to reveal my real name. Just know me as half a goose will do. I am a simple guy from a poor family, I never had a good life since young. I do not get to enjoy so much like others and have so many possessions. Anyway this is my life and I need to accept it. From young, I have always been mistreated by adults, this is why I hate childhood so much. Just because I am a kid, they do not respect me and give me chances to explain myself. I have been suffering humiliation all these years of my life. Why should all these happen to me instead of others. Well? I guess I must have done too many wicked things in my past life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in secondary school, I am having a very fucked up life. I would like to add that I am someone who curse and swear. Sometimes we use vulgarities for the sake of emphasis. It is not because we are not decent, so please understand. Presbyterian High School is a school which really sucks so the core. You really feel as if you are entering the gates of hell every morning. They are selfish people, only concern about how the school can make more money. Fortunately, there are some caring teachers. I thought I would have a better life now. Unfortunately, many unexpected things happen to me. I can't control them man. I tried making friends, I was nice to everyone. Seriously, I do not understand why would some motherfucking bastards in the class would wanna purposely spread rumours and allegations about me and destroy my reputation. In the end, the almost the whole class hated me as they believed in those rumours. They thought I was that kind of person and always gossiped about me. Honestly, I feel the people who believe in rumours are more moronic than those who actually spread them. I mean what the fuck was all these about. I have never offended anyone before and why would I wanna waste my time man. Am I so free to go and offend others? They are cowards, coz they only dared to ridicule and mock me behind my back. They did not dare to come right in front of me because they knew they were making them up themselves. There was another gang of fuckers and 1 of them is my frend. It was this fuking indonesian bastard who intend to bully me for whatever fuking reason. He corrupted his friends and ask the whole gang of his to ridicule, humiliate and treat me like a fool. There was nothing I could do as I was on my own. I had no back up. They targeted me as I was the only one who did not have any gang. That's why bullies are fucking "hum ji bo ji." They only dare to pick on those with no friends. Anyway in a gang, I feel that no one is your real friend. Everyone is merely making use of one another. For the whole of sec 1,the bloody form teacher picked on me. Now in a new class, everyone are nice dudes. but I don't really talk to anyone. I am not used to their conversations. Life is barely better now. That is all I have to say about my secondary life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My primary school days were a million times better. Yea I did suffer a lot in there too. It was partly my fault. I still have some vivid memories of those times. I have lost contact with many friends and hope to find them. I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many negative and unpleasant things huh? Alright I shall now share some cool things about meself. I am someone who cherishes relationships. I accept anyone for who they are. If you are willing to be my friend, I will treat you the best I can. I am a very loyal person, That is perhaps why people take advantage of me. I have some good friends and buddies and I am glad to meet them. They helped me a lot. A frend is someone who be there for you when you need some to talk to and help you when you are in need. Being a frend is not following a friend's actions. I do magic as a hobby and really enjoy it. I hope to take up skateboarding real soon and guess I will like it. From young I have never played any sports and hopefully skateboarding will be the sport for me. Now I am concentrating on my N leves and putting lots of effort in it. My goal is to at least get 4 As. My dream in life is to find a job in the music industry and become a music producer. I am gonna use music to make me earn millions. To me whats most important is that u r happy in life. You choose the way u wana live and nobody can stop you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/611066118961603681-8952576610223895226?l=half-a-goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8952576610223895226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=611066118961603681&amp;postID=8952576610223895226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8952576610223895226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/611066118961603681/posts/default/8952576610223895226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-a-goose.blogspot.com/2007/06/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425345322726739308</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>
