<?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-1721407236686518001</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:52:45.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicians Rule The World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-9201760682274176540</id><published>2010-02-02T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:46:59.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit its been what how many months since i last posted. dusty dusty... ok old joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few things changed.. life in army is still good, i still play piano. i still suck at it ( lol?) i'm still trying to get my excuse range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what changed is.. well, i'm getting better at guitar! LOL!! i play better DotA than before. hmm.. i think thats all LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, its been 13months since i enlisted. WOW man. speedy gonzalez.. 11 more months to ORD~ time sure flies. in those 13 months i've learned many things, made very good friends. forgotten by old friends. became more crazy and outgoing lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as life goes on, people come and go. come into and out of my life. they are but fleeting sentiments of this flow called life. though i hold on to some of these little things as they are what makes me feel alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-9201760682274176540?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9201760682274176540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=9201760682274176540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/9201760682274176540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/9201760682274176540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-hello-people-shit-its-been-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3249916078787672811</id><published>2009-10-25T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:28:11.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 months has gone by.. life flows on by ever so quickly. and ORD is ever so much closer. WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a rough plan on what to do after NSF. =) it sounds kinda crazy. and rather impossible. well, but i intend to try it anyway muahaha!! i want to learn how to cook, learn japanese, learn korean, learn indonesian, learn guitar, learn piano... thats 1 2 3 4 5 6 items! LOL retard.. but i'll make it work.. somehow someway. wasted 20years of life.. i dont want to waste another second more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i imagine.. where would i be at age 20 if i had not wasted all my childhood + early youth. kinda depressing but.. it kinda motivates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday duty sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3249916078787672811?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3249916078787672811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3249916078787672811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3249916078787672811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3249916078787672811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-months-has-gone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4667122560095820488</id><published>2009-08-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:16:38.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS&lt;/span&gt; another day at duty! woohoo wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; duty 4 times this month.. which is totally out of the norm. i've clocked more hours than the old birds! but its not too bad. earned a day off when i did national day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; far everything seems to be going pretty well. seems NS life took a turn for the better after i came to this company. got myself a PSP for entertainment. i think it was worth the money.. though the dude overcharged me from my perspective. monster hunter, dissidia final fantasy... all the great games i'm dying to play is finally available to me WOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BESIDES&lt;/span&gt; that, i've been making pretty big progress on the guitar. theres time here and people who are guitar gods for the standards here. it gives the motivation to learn baby! i always bring my guitar to duty. its the time when i can play best. in bunk i'm always on the PSP. here at duty, guitar reigns supreme! bad thing to note is that i always sleep late at night when off duty cos i stay up playing guitar with a friend. though its freaking tiring the next day its fun in the night. talk cock play guitar under the sky (at the balcony). its great fun man. never thought i'd enjoy army.. never thought i'd say this line but.. ' army is fun ' LOL!! people often say when you leave the army, you get the feeling you want to go back. hell i'm getting that feeling now! its so ironic and contraditive to my previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BESIDES&lt;/span&gt; the guitar, theres still my piano. i get the feeling i'm forgetting about it bit by bit.. i haven't actually sat down and play it for hours since i enlisted. its really a bad sign. the piano costs my entire 2 years army wage and its sitting there craving some fingers to run through its keys. its not good boss. i need to hit some tunes on the black and white soon. its my baby and i'm neglecting it.. me bad father LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt; it when is diablo 3 due to launch!? i'm really craving some decent hack and slash damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4667122560095820488?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4667122560095820488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4667122560095820488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4667122560095820488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4667122560095820488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-another-day-at-duty-woohoo-wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7159880877076391590</id><published>2009-08-05T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:47:03.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now wheres my vacuum cleaner... oh. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left this blog untouched for a good 2 months now. by now the readers = 0. so i don't know why i'm still posting.. but i'm still posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates...&lt;br /&gt;finished unit induction program&lt;br /&gt;promoted to lance corporal&lt;br /&gt;picked up guitar&lt;br /&gt;havent touched piano in a while..&lt;br /&gt;and life goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to note is, i haven't been having the urge to take MCs. for a good 2 months already. life's getting better at camp now. at least now i have an epaulet so i won't get as much shit as before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad to note is... i'm back to a weak shit. from 9 chin ups in BMT to 4 now. sad such weak shit LOL. to top that off, the sticks are increasing. now i'm gonna be an unhealthy weak shit. sobs. ok enough pussy-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar is fun! but so is piano... shit, cant neglect piano. now theres a lot of time in camp and i've got my guitar in.. time to get high! ok not high.. get skill LOL. theres freaking lots of musicians in this camp man! cool shit cool shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. nothing else for the dust balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7159880877076391590?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7159880877076391590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7159880877076391590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7159880877076391590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7159880877076391590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-wheres-my-vacuum-cleaner.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2406335314747379287</id><published>2009-06-07T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:31:15.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS&lt;/span&gt; been a month since i last posted.. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; what happened within this month.. nothing much really. i've been posted to unit. somewhere i really hate of course. treated like dogs. or worse. no magazines no mp3 no books no psp/nds no nights out no bringing in of food no using of vending machine... does this sound like a place for humans? you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;. i went for another review and got 3 months unfit for full duty. yes 3 full months. its about time they posted me out. i wouldn't be able to do anything even after 3 months. cause this wrist thing is permanent. i'm just down on my knees begging... post me out. i don't want to be a signaler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BESIDES&lt;/span&gt; my whining of army life, hmmm.. what else has happened to me within this span of time.. got a new phone just 2 days ago. walkman phone with no camera. a gift from heaven for an army dog. progress on piano is... no good of course since i spend only 2 days at home every week. but nevertheless i've worked my way to page 5 of memories of light &amp;amp; waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt; the past few weeks i've been leading a rather lifeless... life. yes get kicked around for 5 days in camp and come home to the com and piano. seriously nothing special has happened to me for very long already.. nothing memorable. nothing besides the norm. well something to be thankful about is... 1/2 a year has passed.. which leaves me with 18 months of slavery. like someone in camp said which i find funny and yet all too real: we NSmen, get paid like bangalah cleaners. the only difference is, we have it worse. we get mistreated, our freedom robbed from us. our lives are way tougher than that of a cleaner. i'd pick cleaner for 2 years over serving the army anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; i miss my sec school life.. been digging for photos from sec school. cant find much though. and that video of 4N2 playing capteh in class.. cant find it on youtube either.. guess pauline removed it.. sobs. maybe i'll have a post when i find enough pics to compile into a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIAO&lt;/span&gt; ge is going to ORD the coming week! happy for him and envy him.. LOL. damn wish i could time leap. 18 months more to go. and i will not surrender this fight for my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; blog needs more pictures.. someone lend me a camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2406335314747379287?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2406335314747379287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2406335314747379287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2406335314747379287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2406335314747379287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-month-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2881341231047981088</id><published>2009-05-01T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:23:25.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVENT&lt;/span&gt; been posting for quite a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; yet in another blink of an eye, trade course is almost over. next week is the last week of my signaler course. a course which i am not even suppose to undergo. a course which i am not fit to take. no choice.. a dog has to do what a dog is told to do.. *barks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; been off from msn for quite a long time thanks to windows. was unable to sign at all since... 2 weeks ago? stupid service. no form of contacts for donkey long.. starhub is another shit provider and i've said this line like freaking many times. i think my balls can provide better services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt; is so freaking boring now. and with the internet farked up(thanks starhub) its just down at the bottom.. wake up each morning to do nothing till night. love my life babe! damn i need an xbox 360.. or a PS. but i think what we need most is a change of internet provider to singtel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT least if i had a stay out posting, i'd be going for japanese lessons, pick up a new sport or go back to fencing.. maybe start piano lessons.. it would be something to do other than just sitting at home stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINDEF ruins lives. or maybe not so serious.. MINDEF wastes lives. and damn do i hate those regulars.. ranks on shoulders.. big fuck? everything law by law. straight as a toothpick.. bend a bit only and they snap. people who stick strictly by the books will be the first to crumble in a critical situation. which is why i have no faith in singapore if war arises. everything law law law book book book.. go die la... you see US army using iPOD for communication.. singapore? HAHAHA pentium one la. cant wait for ORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2881341231047981088?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2881341231047981088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2881341231047981088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2881341231047981088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2881341231047981088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/05/havent-been-posting-for-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-9178102199351899546</id><published>2009-04-06T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:48:51.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO MUSIC, NO DREAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i believe in that. well.. its personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DETROIT&lt;/span&gt; Metal City was great. read that people rate it 2/5 cos its lame.. those people are lame. this is the kind of humor that really cracks the soul wide open. this is what we need more in comedy movies. so that aside.. what about the movie.. they were pretty close in reenacting the crazy stunts of krauser in the anime.. with the teeth guitar and grass cutting LOL. but it was really quite different from the anime in terms of story. but i wouldn't say its bad.. in fact i'd give it praise. the anime never really had a proper conclusion.. but in the movie they did emphasize more on the romance part. which makes it all the more funny in a way. and they gave a conclusion to the story which i think was superb. i'd give this 4/5 for the great acting.. damn the voice of the dude that acted negishi... real close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; not to mention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SdjflOMR-iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R7tpBlsdKqM/s1600-h/pic06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SdjflOMR-iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R7tpBlsdKqM/s400/pic06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248790296001058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FFWEEWEEET!! damn! she looks great! love that smile of hers. (though she's not smiling here) great acting in DMC and... well, SHE'S CUTE!! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KATO ROSA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*throws away kristin kreuk pictures* LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSICIANS RULE THE WORLD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-9178102199351899546?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9178102199351899546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=9178102199351899546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/9178102199351899546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/9178102199351899546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-music-no-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SdjflOMR-iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R7tpBlsdKqM/s72-c/pic06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-75252536636032267</id><published>2009-03-20T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:29:16.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIVINE INTERVENTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERES &lt;/span&gt;a phrase that i like to surface out. what does it mean? actions by those beyond the clouds? hmm.. if it were real would it be good or bad? if its real then i have something to blame for all those freak coincidence of misfortune. all those times when an intangible force seem to form this wall in front of my path. preventing me from achieving success or just enjoying simple pleasures.. if it is real, if someone is up there, beyond the clouds screwing around with my life... then dude, one big middle finger coming up your ass when i get to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; aside, i chanced upon this anime called " Kyo no go no ni " translates to Today in Class 5-2.. just the title gave me this nostalgic feel.. coincidentally, 5-2 was my class.. though it was called 5N2 instead of 5-2.. but then wheres the difference? LOL. the serial in genre is comedy and slice of life.. and the OAV is ecchi and comedy.. hmmm.. which one should i watch.. i think the answer is pretty obvious LOL. 5N2.. fond memories.. though a broken and scattered group of people now.. how sad. i suppose its too far fetched to wish such relationships can be the same as that in the anime.. or maybe even childish to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;.. have i ever mentioned that weekends go by in a blink of an eye? "A" blink of an eye.. i would expect this block leave of 9 days to go by in at least 5 blinks.. but i believe i've only blinked twice... and its friday WTF!?!? whatever... so tomorrow i'm getting my posting.. why cant they do it online.. then i have to fly down to gedong again just to take that letter designating me to the next level of HELL LOLOL. oh and i met my supervisor from when i worked at mount faber.. met Julian. lol.. serving reservist.. wonder how old is he.. the world is really that small... him from armor too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCH&lt;/span&gt; a sad life.. one week of break and i did nothing.. stay at home com-ing and piano-ing.. how sickening.. family is busy... some school some attachment and work.. nothing from platoon mates.. ah who am i kidding.. i'm not part of the gang anymore anyway.. besides i don't want to associate myself with those people.. save a few.. countable with one hand. good people are hard to come by. like finding a quartz(?) of diamond in a mountain of coal. sometimes being a loner has its benefits. sweet lonliness LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-75252536636032267?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/75252536636032267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=75252536636032267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/75252536636032267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/75252536636032267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/03/divine-intervention-heres-phrase-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4563639853819909354</id><published>2009-03-15T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:06:42.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'VE&lt;/span&gt; been waiting for this for so damn long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.O.P&lt;/span&gt;  it has finally came and gone. i'm delighted out of my pants that BMT is over. 3 months down, 21 more to go. seems like yesterday that was enlistment day. felt like yesterday when i first met my sergeants and sir. i won't lie about it, but it has been a tremendously fun 3 months i've had, though with some spills here and there. i just feel so destroyed that i couldn't be out there, on that parade square, marching proudly. its depressing.. seeing everyone on such a joyous occasion that i cant be there too. struggled through BMT and unable to pass out with pride. its painful.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THOUGH&lt;/span&gt; i am happy about passing out. there is still within me a part thats sad. sad about leaving 46 SAR. my home for the past 3 months. i've made half a handful of friends, unfortunately, but gladly, no enemies. 46 SAR Attila Platoon 4, will be a place i'll miss dearly. sometimes, you just don't enjoy what you have at the moment. while serving the 3 months BMT i felt miserable. a small part due to training, a larger part due to people. i always felt unhappy of what was around me, and i never really noticed and appreciated the fun and enjoyable moments. times like IFC urban, IPPT, Range..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERE&lt;/span&gt; are people i wish to thank, for keeping me company, and giving me that morale boost when i needed it most. especially my sergeants and sir. its a pity i cant uphold the SAR motto 'once armour, always armour'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WELL&lt;/span&gt;, i guess thats the end of the BMT chapter of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4563639853819909354?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4563639853819909354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4563639853819909354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4563639853819909354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4563639853819909354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-waiting-for-this-for-so-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7444833836377521920</id><published>2009-03-07T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:57:50.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT&lt;/span&gt; week is P.O.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT&lt;/span&gt; friday to be exact. OMFG i cant believe 3 months just swung by so quickly. time really flies. and i hope it flies all the way for 21 more months. lots of talk about who'll be posted out and who staying. i personally don't think i can cope with the "staying" part. honestly speaking... my right hand is utterly destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AH&lt;/span&gt; yes.. field camp. private and confidential. won't elaborate much on it (wait.. i mean, cant elaborate) one thing i want to point out is that i destroyed my right wrist during field camp. pulling and tugging that field pack, and worst of all, digging that freaking shellscrape. yes, my hand is a goner. thanks a lot to sir and sergeant who helped me dig almost all of it.. but what the hell, i didn't dig much and my hand was screwed so bad already.. wonder what would have become of it if i had done the whole thing alone.. not to mention covering it up.. must give thanks again to sergeant. don't know what  awaits me in the future with this handicap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOM's&lt;/span&gt; been telling me that feeling breathless when i wake up is a very bad sign that some illness is coming/has come. die.. LOL. i'm always breathless in the morning after waking up. severely to be precise. sometimes i can almost choke and stop breathing during water parade in the morning. scared scared. LOL. no problemo.. me no fear death. wtf. actually i do. well technically, i fear death NOW. cos i don't want to die yet. but when the time comes.. i fear nothing MUAHAHA. big talk from me. LOL. nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7444833836377521920?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7444833836377521920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7444833836377521920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7444833836377521920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7444833836377521920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-week-is-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3182829680053108112</id><published>2009-02-22T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:16:38.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems like a few minutes ago when i was waiting for a cab with a friend, ready to go home... and now its just minutes before i have to leave home for camp once again. what a lousy lifestyle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days ahead of me. sad. saturday is field camp.. cant book out sobs.. will be released next next wednesday. field camp... yuck. i hate outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i find myself rather high in morale.. 15 more days to POP! and i'm going to clear 10 days come few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was pretty fun. went to AMK hub for movie with biao mei/ge. watched "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" pretty good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be late now so i'll just call it quits here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and sorry biao mei! make you get scolded T.T my bad. btw you changed blog URL?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3182829680053108112?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3182829680053108112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3182829680053108112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3182829680053108112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3182829680053108112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/seems-like-few-minutes-ago-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-9201670215824258071</id><published>2009-01-27T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:19:02.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok first of all, happy new year to all... wishing everyone a happy, prosperous and fruitful year ahead. hope everyone huat ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but new year for me has been.. pretty empty. in a blink of an eye, its book in again. life of an NS puppet is just fucked up. didnt even have that festive mood. and as usual.. book in day is always depressing. so  depressing sometimes i just feel like crying. knowing my life is being wasted is such a farked up feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know whats going on recently.. but i've been finding myself short of breath and panting heavily while doing small effort work.. like hanging out laundry. had a severe chest pain last night... wonder how long will i last in that forsaken place. i don't want to die. not now, not in there. i want to die happy and accomplished.. which means i still have a very long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS is murder i say. medical officers are the murderers. report chest pains twice and they did nothing. permanent injury on the wrist and they give me cream.. how cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care for Soldiers.. *pfft* fuck you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-9201670215824258071?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9201670215824258071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=9201670215824258071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/9201670215824258071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/9201670215824258071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-first-of-all-happy-new-year-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8436100168487156196</id><published>2009-01-18T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:27:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn.. i used to complain how life sucked when i had nothing to do.. how ironic. now i wishing for those days of nothingness to come back. NS life suck balls man. geez.. i thought i'd be in for a good 2 years of active life. but this just sucked my balls harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how strange.. i find the commanders a lot more friendly than platoon mates. i can communicate better with the sec coms a lot better than platoon mates. same wavelength as them? perhaps.. people are already labeling me ankat kia. well... not like it bothers me. like i said, i hate my platoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously nothing to talk about here.. i thought life would be more interesting after enlistment.. but its still as dull, if not even worse. life is rolling down a steep and rocky hill and i'm constantly trying to catch something to stop the fall.. but it seems all in vain. LIFE SUCKS SIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8436100168487156196?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8436100168487156196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8436100168487156196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8436100168487156196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8436100168487156196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6732708034347292657</id><published>2008-12-24T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:49:45.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M HOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12days of confinement.. felt very... weird wearing the smart 4 around public.. already sensed people laughing at Lot One. ROFL. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres really nothing to talk about army to be honest.. the hot topics are confidential. so i'll keep it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days to play around before going in for more routine... yawnz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6732708034347292657?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6732708034347292657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6732708034347292657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6732708034347292657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6732708034347292657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-home-12days-of-confinement.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4507015417400664897</id><published>2008-12-11T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:42:22.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldn't sleep at all yesterday.. but i suppose everyone who is getting enlisted on the next day would be the same. spent half the night wrestling that farked up com in my room. gave up in the end and listen to mp3 till i fell asleep. stupid com. throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner yesterday with edwin, davin terence and marcus at fish n co. then come to think of it.. newyork newyork taste better for the same price.. had a little cup of ben n jerry after that.. walked around freezing our ass off before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is telling me that armored division is super shiong.. now i'm really freaking out.. i guess it would be super lucky of me to become tank pilot. but really.. i really wouldn't care what i get. its still the same 2 years of forced patriotism. propaganda.. lots of propaganda. no choice. now i'm counting down the hours to D-day. and tomorrow, i'll be counting down from 730 days. yup. prepare the countdown. 730 days to freedom. starting tomorrow. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my last post as a free person. T.T goodbye my sweet sweet freedom SOBS!! 2 years. we'll meet again in 2 years. LOL!! i'm talking as if i'm really going to war. argh wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. heard a 2nd degree friend of mine is going to the same camp tomorrow too. exactly same posting? wtf? mono intake too? we'll just see. i'd like a person whom i know in the same division. i hate making new friends.. unless they are girls =) i won't mind making many many girl friends LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; no updates for the near future i suppose. i'll be out for christmas hopefully. and new year shortly after.. haha what a broken confinement it will turn out to be. 2 weeks confinement with holidays in between. SWEET. how nice to be enlisted on years end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. i'll call it quits here. see you all around soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4507015417400664897?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4507015417400664897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4507015417400664897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4507015417400664897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4507015417400664897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/couldnt-sleep-at-all-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7492333151344368715</id><published>2008-12-10T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:21:50.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun. went out for dinner with cousins at WCPlaza. dinner at subway. subway for 2 days in a row for dinner. but i swear.. the meatball sandwich sucks. never try that. although the red wine vinegar sauce was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time we go out for something as a group bigger than 3. hahaha. pity i enlisting on friday. should do this more often. we barely meet 10 times in a year sia. biao mei dun shy ah.. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TIME! I GET FIRST PAY WE GO EAT SUSHI ON ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is always 2 sides to a story. you will never fully understand if you base your judgment on just one side of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7492333151344368715?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7492333151344368715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7492333151344368715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7492333151344368715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7492333151344368715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-595333214685414410</id><published>2008-12-08T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:48:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent my last weekend with my bros. so what we did was erm.. basically, tv. watched football on sat till 1am. then watched some documentary WW2 in manila. slept in late on sunday as usual.. nothing much in the day really.. tv-ed our way till dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was at west coast plaza.. ate at Newyork Newyork.. but honestly, not anything near spectacular for a $14 plate of chop.. wouldn't recommend it. but that was the cheaper stuff. i'd like to try the $32 burger LOL. its like almost the size of my chest? hahaha!! and theres this challenge if you finish it alone in a time given, its on the house woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get some ben n jerry but... thought i'd save some money for fish n co.. EDWIN LETS GO EAT FISH N CO. so after that we came back home, grabbed a 3pack carlsberg and went down to the 'beach' at WCPark.. beer and talk and sea breeze.. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and watched some anime. DMC (Detroit Metal City) laughed till our heads popped LOL!! "watch this and your anus will pop right open" ROFL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning, watch if you are 18 and above because this is... too vulgar for kids LOL!! overflowing with coarse language. no nudity no worries. but if you want to laugh till you drop, ignore the M18 warning =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATSUGAI SATSUGAI DEYO!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;SATSUGAI SATSUGAI DEYO!!!!   \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote " where the fuck are my cobras??"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-595333214685414410?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/595333214685414410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=595333214685414410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/595333214685414410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/595333214685414410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/spent-my-last-weekend-with-my-bros.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3793822368699354314</id><published>2008-12-03T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:23:24.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/STaBC7QrOkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/unOcq4Ay-xY/s1600-h/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/STaBC7QrOkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/unOcq4Ay-xY/s400/IMG_0843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275545900778469954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---My $10,000 new toy.---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/STaFLVzWCEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3tsMOgTsz8s/s1600-h/IMG_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/STaFLVzWCEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3tsMOgTsz8s/s400/IMG_0841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275550443388667970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i cant be happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invested my 2 year NS pay into this babe. but there will still be a deficit when i ORD. sad. come out of NS with around -$1000 in the bank. SOBS. but its worth every integer! XD the sound of this is... sweeter than any girl's voice LOL. alright.. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i've clocked over 15 hours since it arrived yesterday =D one funny incident. i was playing seal of the wind... till page 3 when i realized i've been playing the whole piece on a wrong chord. LOL!! start back from scratch.. sobs. and i've just conquered the hardest part! T.T so would you call me a genius? or an idiot? LOL!!!&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/1721407236686518001-3793822368699354314?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3793822368699354314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3793822368699354314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3793822368699354314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3793822368699354314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-10000-new-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/STaBC7QrOkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/unOcq4Ay-xY/s72-c/IMG_0843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-4238376486077089207</id><published>2008-12-01T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:01:17.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piano coming tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4238376486077089207?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4238376486077089207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4238376486077089207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4238376486077089207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4238376486077089207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-woopie-piano-coming-tmr-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2705877576867963396</id><published>2008-11-29T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:17:30.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the singaporean held hostage in mumbai has lost her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are more reasons why i am anti-humanity. i don't understand why people would commit such atrocities. what is the reason behind such an audacious attack? people say its because their race has been discriminated. even if thats true, is this the way to act? wouldn't this make matters worst? now do you see why i am racist? such primitive minds. i don't understand how humans evolved to the top of the animal kingdom.. we are of the same species, the same kind. and yet we kill each other over petty little differences. how can we consider ourselves as intelligent beings? when the way we act is nothing more than beasts of the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems.. at the end of the day, violence and bloodshed is the only solution to mankind's problems..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2705877576867963396?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2705877576867963396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2705877576867963396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2705877576867963396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2705877576867963396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-singaporean-held-hostage-in-mumbai.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7079608181788119779</id><published>2008-11-28T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:01:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14 days to enlistment. i think it will be like going to OBS. i'm having the same feeling as that when i went to OBS camp when i was sec 3. only that was.. 5 or 6 days.. this 'OBS' is 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm half half about enlisting. i feel rather happy.. because i'm finally going to have something to do. and at least there will be income. DGX - 630, here i come! video camera here i come! i've got some plans to decor my room.. IF i get a piano(not the DGX) i'll buy the Murasame, Sephiroth's sword, and rack it on my piano. hope parents don't mind. but the sword is a freaking 1.9 meters? thats longer than me! but no sweat. looks hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then theres the part of me that feel sad about getting enlisted.. think of all the things i'm going to miss. and Diablo III is so close to launching i bet.. i'm going to miss out on that epic release.. WEIMING YOU MUST WAIT FOR ME! and of course i've mentioned it countless times.. the creatures that lurk in NS camp. i don't want to talk about that anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i need an MP3. cant bring my current phone in.. and the lack of music is the next thing that will kill me in NS besides collapsing during training. LOL. hey, i don't deny the fact that i might.. considering my fitness now. hahahah. so don't be too shocked to see my face in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Gods doth not do, They only watcheth o'er us "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7079608181788119779?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7079608181788119779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7079608181788119779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7079608181788119779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7079608181788119779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/14-days-to-enlistment.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-635132251076959321</id><published>2008-11-27T06:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:46:09.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINAL FANTASY MUSIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL FANTASY MUSIC FOR EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crank up the volume.. imeem has a wuss volume of its own. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the near future, i'll be making videos of those pieces. so stay tuned! till i get my equipments XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-635132251076959321?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/635132251076959321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=635132251076959321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/635132251076959321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/635132251076959321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-fantasy-music-final-fantasy-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4459959180701298592</id><published>2008-11-26T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:39:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anybody wanna watch Sky Crawlers? premiers tomorrow.. click &lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/encyclopedia/anime.php?id=8269"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you wanna know what its about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished FF9. spent the whole of yesterday fighting that farking Necron.... ah yes, and the ending was so freaking sweet... sometimes i wish i lived in the final fantasy world.. Gaia is like a million times better than earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobs FF9 piano collections pieces don't sound as good as all the others... only frontier village Dali and vamo' alla flamenco sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the reason why the future is so dependable, is because it is so unpredictable"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4459959180701298592?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4459959180701298592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4459959180701298592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4459959180701298592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4459959180701298592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/anybody-wanna-watch-sky-crawlers.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2802757941279501389</id><published>2008-11-22T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:42:28.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets kick it back, old school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playstation 1. i've been playing some games from this old junk. but i don't have a playstation, just an emulator for the com. its hard to imagine something this old can still give so much entertainment. i've thrown cabal aside for this oldie. just completed Breath of Fire IV recently. its the fourth time i've played that game but its the first time i completed it LOL. and the thing is i never got sick of it. like i've said before, i love games of this sort. games like final fantasy, breath of fire, whatever genre its called. but of course its the story that i'm playing for and not entirely the gameplay itself. playing these games is like watching a show. just that you get to bring the story along as it goes. interactive is it called? only difference is that you sometimes get one too many fights. games like these host some of the best music.. like Final Fantasy. its got the best game OSTs i've ever heard. hail Nobuo Uematsu. Aeris theme, Seal of the Wind.. lovely music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose not all are good, i tried final fantasy 8 recently and i got sick of it after a while. the story was kinda dumb and indecisive. graphic was.. poorer than FF7. and the gameplay was like horrible. the magic assigning system is simply rotten. tutorial tells me to do this and when i try it, it doesn't work. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that, FF9, which i'm occupied with now, is so much better in all aspects. plus, the story is nice. which is like the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, reduced to blog about games.. how pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lonely. i'm almost friendless.. or do i even have friends, i sometimes wonder. the word 'friend' is no longer the most precious word to me anymore. i used to value friends more than anyone else. perhaps i was blind. i used to love them so much. i gave my all when they needed help. i tried my best to be there when they needed someone. and i thought they did the same for me. wrong. none of them cared. perhaps spared a few hollow words of console. nothing more. friends.. they are but fleeting sentiments. they mean nothing in the long run. some may just hook on to you when they need you, suck you of all your kindness and cast you aside when they no longer need you as i have experienced many times. many times have i been fooled by such illusions of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emoism.&lt;br /&gt;farking emo is the above paragraph. but all too true it is. sobs. i'm like a freaking loner now. but i'm not complaining. in fact, i kinda like it. i just need to go out a lot more instead of sitting at home. Loner &gt; home loner. gotta get used to getting out of the house without anyone's company. fark and i'm going ns soon. gotta mix with those treacherous people. hmm.. i've grown to hate mixing with people. ESPECIALLY strangers. they all look untrustworthy to me. no choice though. i cant get through ns alone. i don't think i want any friends in there. as i've heard from my cousin what sort of creatures i'll be mixing with in there. and to think its MONO intake. its worst. but then again, no one would lend a hand if i don't mix with them.. but then again, not as if they would even if you did mix around. and of course, i'll bet almost all of them in there are just waiting to stab in the spine. humans... *tsk* i hate humans. i hate people. half demon for the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2802757941279501389?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2802757941279501389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2802757941279501389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2802757941279501389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2802757941279501389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-kick-it-back-old-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8338281317151227566</id><published>2008-11-18T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:49:04.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. i'm considering a Yamaha DGX - 630. maybe an upright piano can wait a little. i just want something to feed my fingers. perhaps a digital can come first. and besides, the 630 sounds like grand. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz. i wanna go school T.T i dun wanna go ns T.T worst still its mono intake T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means lots of pai kia and yalams. fark the little chinese punks, fark the yalams that eat pork, nuisance to the society. how i wish i could control the wind. then i can blow them all away. or cut them to pieces if they get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finish watching Dvine Luv. ending was as usual, kinda sad. T.T japanese are weird people.. their stories always involve someone dear dying. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this Dvine Luv is an OAV. 4 episodes. but its story line is great. plus, its funny.. for its genre. nice mix. i'd recommend it. oh, i must mention this important point. WATCH IT ONLY IF YOU ARE 18 OR ABOVE. should give you the idea what i'm talking bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing a lot hunting recently. i just love my utorrent.. and my Xternal HD wooaahahahaha!!! now **-ing 'Darker than black', 'Ef a tale of melodies', 'Toradora', 'Vampire knight guilty', 'Spice &amp;amp; wolf' and all 4 series of 'Aria'. waiting for 'School rumble sangakki' and 'Higurashi no naku koro ni ren' to appear on mininova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf i just realized kimi ga nozomu eien ~next season~ is only an alternate ending to the main series. and all along i thought it was the ~next season~. what nonsense lol. BUT, this anime is probably the only one that made me emo for almost a month after watching it LOL. cried like a girl on epi 2 and the ending few epi. ROFL. well it is my fav anime of all time. of course it has to make me cry like a little girl LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl with fox ears, fluffy tail, in maid uniform with a cheeky face that calls me "Goshujin-sama!" *drools* omg otaku spotted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8338281317151227566?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8338281317151227566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8338281317151227566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8338281317151227566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8338281317151227566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8990213338136308142</id><published>2008-11-16T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:11:24.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's newspaper says that singaporeans feel that choping seats with tissue packet is a unique habit that they adopt. and they don't find it in the least bit wrong. i feel so disgraced to be a singaporean by this. this is such a disgusting habit to adopt and they have the guts to say its uniquely singaporean. so i assume charging into the MRT before others can alight is also uniquely singaporean? only falling asleep when an elderly boards the MRT is also uniquely singaporean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uniquely singapore. i'll tell you what it means.. tourists! come to singapore to witness the unique habits of our unique singaporeans! discover the rotten habits of singaporeans in their everyday selfish acts and may you feel disgusted that you never want to step into this country again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humanity is the worst species to roam this world. they take everything from the world,the nature, and give nothing benificiary in return. when the world can take no more and starts to break, people talk of restoring it. but what has come out of those words? nothing. i believe, the only way the earth can be healed is when humanity has been purged from the face of it. only then may nature be restored. indeed humanity is the root of all destruction. wherever humans roam, they will leave behind a trail of destruction to the land. i suppose its perfectly natural that earth gets pissed at us and throws a few disasters our way in retaliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo, do i hate people or what? hhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8990213338136308142?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8990213338136308142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8990213338136308142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8990213338136308142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8990213338136308142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-disgusted.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8520337848415830980</id><published>2008-11-14T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:46:26.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eop3-d7SFY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eop3-d7SFY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy never seize to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futatsu no Kodou to Akai Tsumi. Op of Vampire Knight.&lt;br /&gt;might i remind you all his videos are works of his own. in short. someone like a composer XD&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1VVZxpdNAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1VVZxpdNAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you can find this video somewhere in one of my past entries. but i just want to post it again.. for fun. LOL. ARGH TENMON!!!! make such good music! ROFL. basket.. good music + good anime. sweet to the edge of diabetes. wtf? ok ok, i'm definitely going to test my ear with that second video. die die must do. did i mention this before? hmm. dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIME OST AND FINAL FANTASY MUSIC FTW&lt;br /&gt;classical, jazz, all can suck my ballzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored out of my pants. these are just some fillers for the dust and echoes to entertain themselves with XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8520337848415830980?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8520337848415830980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8520337848415830980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8520337848415830980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8520337848415830980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-guy-never-seize-to-amaze-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1317974362924366745</id><published>2008-11-05T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:38:24.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this piece is creepy~~ Suna No Oshiro. Ending of Vampire Knight Guilty. not played by me btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D31J3f7CVwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D31J3f7CVwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creepy music is nice LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobs.. i dont think i'll be playing any piano for the following 2 years or so. after mom comes back from japan, she'll be off to taiwan in 3 days time.. and by the time she returns, i'll be on my way to NS not long after. these fingers... wonder if they'll still be as nimble to play the piano after 2 years of pulling triggers. hahaha but whats it matter LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1317974362924366745?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1317974362924366745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1317974362924366745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1317974362924366745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1317974362924366745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-piece-is-creepy-suna-no-oshiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6054622500870308358</id><published>2008-11-02T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:53:32.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woopie.. letter is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 December. finally... the wastage of my 2 years will start soon. so excited. lol. oh well.. fast in fast out as people say. actually.. i'm kinda looking forward to it. odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46th Armored Division. sounds interesting. hope i'll be doing something fun. like commandeering a tank. or be the gunner of the tank. hehe. i'll be damned i end up doing tank repair or whatever boring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual nothing to blog about.. cracked my toe nail at football yesterday. asked around for plastic bag, no answer. ask to borrow a pair of flip flops to wear to jumbo so i can get a cheap pair of my own, no one answered. wonder why i bothered asking. waste saliva and not as if anyone cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person that is easily psychoed by a mate into anti-ing another. what would a person like this be? weak minded, thats what. one, (s)he bases judgement on what others say. two, (s)he based that judgement on one person's words. hey thats weak.. totally. stuff like this happens all too often in NS. not just NS to be precise... it happens all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6054622500870308358?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6054622500870308358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6054622500870308358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6054622500870308358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6054622500870308358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/woopie.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4733986132056912753</id><published>2008-10-25T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:09:12.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SQIp0Pa6D0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NzK1jQEawwM/s1600-h/black+cat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SQIp0Pa6D0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NzK1jQEawwM/s200/black+cat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260813292191485762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: Black Cat&lt;br /&gt;Genre: action/drama/comedy&lt;br /&gt;Episodes: 23&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;ok the my rating part is dumb so i decided to stop it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok peeps, nothing much happening to me now but i did spend some quality time with my precious anime LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Cat, is an anime about this guy with a funny name(IMO), Train Heartnet. he is a merciless assassin(AKA Eraser). none targeted by him has ever lived to see the next sunrise. woo! that is until he meets a girl, a bounty hunter(Sweeper), called Saya. Sweepers do not kill to accomplish. rather they capture the target for HUGE bounty(money rewards). so Saya influenced Train to convert to a sweeper, put an end to his merciless ways. and whatever happens after that you go watch it and find out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i really dont like about this anime is, it deprives you of a climax and post climax. like the part where he fought Creed after Creed killed Saya (SOBS!! T.T), and the ending when he fired that bullet pass Zagine. its like.. he fired the bullet, hit the target, and next thing you know its like, a week after the fight.. like WTF?? what happened to the part where they got to Eve?? i was looking forward to an emotional scene when Sven got to Eve... wherever did that part go??&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. no point whining over it. overall, it is still a great anime that i recommend to anyone looking for an action packed anime that can give you a good laugh. that is all. until next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every human carries within them the will to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4733986132056912753?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4733986132056912753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4733986132056912753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4733986132056912753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4733986132056912753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/title-black-cat-genre-actiondramacomedy.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SQIp0Pa6D0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NzK1jQEawwM/s72-c/black+cat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-856110934434303958</id><published>2008-10-16T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:05:39.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aah i'm back to this no life routine again. everyday at home do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, it wouldn't be so bad if i just died now, since theres nothing to life now. but of course one cant die anytime he wants to. and i dont think i want to die yet. now poly has started its semester again.. less people will be free. no one is free to go hang out. home loner i shall be once again.. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too late to be taking any enrichment activities.. yet again i fail to accomplish what i aimed to do. i should have retook my maths science english and literature paper this year. i really should have. it would have saved me 2 years ITE after NS. or 1 year rataking those subjects after NS. oh why oh why has it turned out this way... slit wrist is what i wish to do now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made a grave mistake in sec 4 and sec 5. i've mixed with the wrong people. i should have went with the study people instead. i'm not blaming the people i hung out with. they were the ones that made my sec school life so wonderful. who i blame is myself for my inability to see whats right and make the best decisions. i had great fun since sec 4. and i'm paying the price now. pity the principal refused to take retainees due to reputation. the school is already in shambles.. what rep is there left? but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling the impact of my... ignorant past. and i've really regretted. all said by friends back then now ring in my ears... as i've once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"these hands of mine shall ferry me to my grave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how right i was. these very hands of mine have steered me into folly. the value of my life now is next to nothing. hope all changes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG EMO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i was really bored.. so i wrote these emo stuff. but i really mean what i said above. sobs. dam sadded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow its 6am now. people are going to school.. i can hear schoolbuses.. haha. oh, just a few hours ago i witnessed something i'll never forget. its a.. how should i phrase it... ah yes, a Lunar Rainbow. a rainbow ran across the moon! simply spectacular. i was mezmerized by the sheer beauty of it. its a full moon and as if thats not pretty enough, a rainbow to go with it! amazing. hope its a sign that life will get better. hahaha! lame+emo = omg retard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-856110934434303958?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/856110934434303958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=856110934434303958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/856110934434303958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/856110934434303958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/aah-im-back-to-this-no-life-routine.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1960116388885698791</id><published>2008-10-07T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:11:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past week has been rather boring.. had very late night supper with edwin yesterday. ate some BEE  beehoon near my place at like... 3am? damn i felt the aftermath of that shit. LOL. maybe its cos i swallowed some bees. woo exotic. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like alls back to the monotonous ways of routine again. sad life of a home loner. reformatted my com. and now i'll keep it clean.. literally. keep it empty. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooo.... spooky eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1960116388885698791?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1960116388885698791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1960116388885698791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1960116388885698791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1960116388885698791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/bros-for-life-best-buddies-good-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6260204111802070210</id><published>2008-10-01T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:20:23.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NS kills yet another youth. as if stripping a youth of their precious 2 years of youthhood wasn't enough, they want to take away his whole life. to hell with NS. its like a huge homicidal plot to kill the youths of singapore. the boys are probably forced to do exercises beyond their current capabilities. like, 5 chin ups currently and they force you to do 10. if you fail they'll deprive you of your going home and continue forcing you to pull 10 up. (my hypothesis) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it sucks to be a guy. and no no i'm not gay. i still like girls LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, heres something to celebrate!! well for me at least. Reading as beaten down the league leaders Wolverhamton to a 3 - 0 victory! they're back to their owning form at last. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRGH i was so close to solving that stupid rubik's cubr yesterday night.. without a bloody guide somemore. stress.. i saw white hair this morning in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=================================================&lt;br /&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/1721407236686518001-6260204111802070210?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6260204111802070210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6260204111802070210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6260204111802070210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6260204111802070210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/ns-kills-yet-another-youth.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7096872133821012783</id><published>2008-09-30T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:21:50.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>price of electricity is up by a whopping 21% with effect from tomorrow. in other words, our bills are going to be raised another 21%. so heres another reason to fuck singapore. everything in singapore is overpriced.. except bangalah labour, which is exploitation in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as marcus told me, original games here in singapore has a price tag 5 times bigger than in the US. and they want us to support original(quote from marcus) a game cost 109 here and 20 in the US. simply dont make sense. it has to be taken into consideration.. whether the real motive here is to encourage the support of original goods, or are they just using 'support original' to greatly increase their own profits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the paper a few months ago. headlines quote " SINGAPORE NOT AFFECTED BY FOOD SHORTAGE" so why are our foods still increasing in price? the worst is, they're using food shortage as their reason. as i witnessed at Sakae sushi whereby the price of their conveyor belt plates doubled "due to food shortage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems the government gives no regard toward the those with mediocre financial background. they just keep raising and raising and raising. and quoted by jia rong. ' prices increasing, standard of living increasing, shouldn't pay be increasing too? no! in fact, its decreasing! inverse proportions.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how singapore works. in math terms: pay is inversely proportional to prices and standard of living. theres a twist however. when pay is the one increasing, then P&amp;amp;SoL GREATLY increases. in short, it becomes directly proportional. i forot the formulae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd show you if i remembered. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said before, its a blessing to be born in singapore, but a curse to have to be shackled to her. migration for the win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7096872133821012783?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7096872133821012783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7096872133821012783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7096872133821012783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7096872133821012783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/price-of-electricity-is-up-by-whopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1455997442708322490</id><published>2008-09-29T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:01:07.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alonso is master of recovery LOL. pre race interview he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" this race is over for me. in such a circuit only the first 5 cars have a chance of competing for something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf and what happen to him? damn zai la i tell you. i happy it was him who won Sg GP. if hamilton won, i will be very buey song. hahaha. Massa greatest let down HAHA edwin there goes your money LOL. but Vettel did well enough la 5th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tottenham lose to portsmouth 2 - 0. shit  team man no Robbie Keane no Berbatov and you flop until dont know go where. and i was expecting newcastle to be the bottom of the table considering the circumstances. HAHA. woo Reading 3 in the table. best home record of the league! sweee.. win 4 lose 0 at home goal scored 16!!! wtf man goal concede 2 only. tomorrow play Wolves! table topper. go ROYALS own the wolves! or i burn my shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1455997442708322490?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1455997442708322490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1455997442708322490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1455997442708322490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1455997442708322490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/alonso-is-master-of-recovery-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-5444699931030367817</id><published>2008-09-28T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:54:50.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heres another video of this unknown(to me) pianist lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpio6tKHwVE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpio6tKHwVE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Koi no Mikuru Densetsu&lt;br /&gt;2. Bouken Deshou Deshou?&lt;br /&gt;3. Hare Hare Yukai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha so nice sobs i wan that skill. i think i want to try number 1 and 2. hehe. like fun. i've tried playing by ear before. surprisingly accurate for my lousy standard HAHA. i tried towa no hana and akai namida. shit those 2 songs are damn nice. ok i'm going to try it again. everything has to wait for a a piano sobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deleted my previous post because it was really offensive.. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-5444699931030367817?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5444699931030367817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=5444699931030367817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5444699931030367817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5444699931030367817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/heres-another-video-of-this-unknownto.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7512683522114478096</id><published>2008-09-27T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:32:15.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sobs. my com has officially died. totally unusable now. string of unfortunate events. how very... unfortunate. first got that msn virus from dont know who and dont know how either.. then was this fake divX thing. ask me DL to see a video. turned out to be another virus.. sweet. then now i DL and try out the stupid conquer online.. virus again. how nice. now my com has no run command, has no task manager, has no ENGLISH language and has no internet connection. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hoping the net would survive.. at least finish downloading Early Edition before reformatting. guess thats not an option anymore now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer today was boring. too little people today. burst another two blisters. but on pain strangely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i overslept 2 days ago and missed out a lot of stuff for my bro's IS enrolment. damn. let him down sobs. me sucks. and i forgot to check his library books due date. now its overdue. man i suck as a bro. haizzzzzzz....... I'MA LETDOWN SOBS. and i use to get furious when people call me useless. heh.. now i realize i really am LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7512683522114478096?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7512683522114478096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7512683522114478096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7512683522114478096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7512683522114478096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/sobs_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6727645512055333177</id><published>2008-09-25T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:01:53.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn i'm so irritated by some people. they don't watch F1, have no knowledge of F1, and yet when F1 comes to singapore, they suddenly become so smart and excited. read a blog just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've never watched F1 before, but i support Hamilton. i'm sure he will win because&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; he was the champion before. &lt;/span&gt;he has a lot of experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO? oi oi fuker, hamilton never won driver's title before.. he started last season which means... not much experience yet. stupid fuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing F1 tickets to the grandstands are priced at $1K per head. if not yalams and other trouble makers can go down to the tracks and cause problems. singapore shouldn't host F1. just not right. and what the FUKING hell... they want to play marikita just before the race start. fuk you la waste time and what, as if marikita very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate act smart kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6727645512055333177?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6727645512055333177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6727645512055333177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6727645512055333177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6727645512055333177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-im-so-irritated-by-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1311358627039420192</id><published>2008-09-20T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:55:15.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE POWER OF PLAYING BY EAR! yes!! it is a skill which defines pianists. and i found this guy. who is like what. a god?? LOL. he played the song 'God Knows' on the piano. and its not the simplified and much slower version. he literally kept it to the high pace beats. this guy is half a god and i am finding myself worshipping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADIES AND GENTS. CHECK THIS OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLumEIZ9czc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLumEIZ9czc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one my favorite songs of all time. heres the actual song if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/9qPcl7/music/V9h3GjhI/hirano_aya_god_knows/"&gt;God Knows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heres him playing Uninstall from Bokurano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oabwpl4MMrQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oabwpl4MMrQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobs. i wish i were a god like him. i find myself motivated more and more whenever i watch piano gods in action. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1311358627039420192?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1311358627039420192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1311358627039420192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1311358627039420192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1311358627039420192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/power-of-playing-by-ear-yes-it-is-skill.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-5666942726634511825</id><published>2008-09-16T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:24:53.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOBS. com kenna virus. or rather MSN kenna virus. now i'm sending stuff and saying stuff without knowing it. ROFL. reformat time. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION: DO NOT RECEIVE ANY SHIT THAT SAYS " newpicture0012 " or something like that FROM ME. and ignore stuff " I " say about putting the picture on facebook or whatever of the sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to reality. stayed over at aunt's after receiving my mom from the airport yesterday night. went downstairs to check out the piano. tuned and sounding great. woot. LOL. forgot all my pieces already sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to AMK hub for a walk. then went to some don't know what that shopping center name's popular with bro to buy some stuff. this caught my eye and couldn't resist buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM9cgXFxRUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dLuyOZrtBEg/s1600-h/01b-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM9cgXFxRUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dLuyOZrtBEg/s200/01b-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246513801933702466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoshi No Koe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;more commonly known as Voices of a Distant Star. its a sad manga/anime. i have both. but i don't dare watch the anime. for fear of it being so sad that i become emo. ROFL. check&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out animenewsnetwork for its content.&lt;br /&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/1721407236686518001-5666942726634511825?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5666942726634511825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=5666942726634511825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5666942726634511825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5666942726634511825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM9cgXFxRUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dLuyOZrtBEg/s72-c/01b-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-3090120680007229022</id><published>2008-09-15T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:38:06.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've enjoyed extreme freedom for the past week or 2. i must say it is very... addicting. mom's coming home. thats great! but that spells the end of total freedom. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening english rock recently. lol. it seldom happens. i don't dig english songs at all most of the time. MCR and The Rasmus songs are nice. though somewhat meaningless, the tunes and beats are great. thats why i like them, as i like my japanese songs. i don't get no balls. but they just sound way too good. but i guess it would be nice if i understood what they were singing. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of topics.. so heres some filler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4Bqd9B_OI/AAAAAAAAADo/WXQEkwCrHeQ/s1600-h/ford-mustang-shelby-gt500-kr-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4Bqd9B_OI/AAAAAAAAADo/WXQEkwCrHeQ/s200/ford-mustang-shelby-gt500-kr-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246132445039951074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ford Mustang! my dream car =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4CCtucQiI/AAAAAAAAADw/Os7raO8VBRA/s1600-h/p51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4CCtucQiI/AAAAAAAAADw/Os7raO8VBRA/s200/p51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246132861590585890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P51 Mustang! i dream plane! must have! but hard have sobs. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4CbvbhBVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5VwRWo9KcLI/s1600-h/p51mustang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4CbvbhBVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5VwRWo9KcLI/s200/p51mustang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246133291544806738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pic of my 2 dream machines! cool pic eh? kinda small. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1721407236686518001-3090120680007229022?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3090120680007229022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3090120680007229022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3090120680007229022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3090120680007229022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-enjoyed-extreme-freedom-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SM4Bqd9B_OI/AAAAAAAAADo/WXQEkwCrHeQ/s72-c/ford-mustang-shelby-gt500-kr-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-3408435893935233572</id><published>2008-09-14T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:16:56.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SMzv579vscI/AAAAAAAAACw/HHlLn7b-8XM/s1600-h/gp142rmd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SMzv579vscI/AAAAAAAAACw/HHlLn7b-8XM/s200/gp142rmd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245831444608037314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this beauty! damn i sure wish this is going into my room next. but i strongly doubt grand pianos and meant for HDB flats.. sobs. but this is a baby grand at 4' 7''. how long is 4' 7'' anyway. LOL. cant find a bigger picture. this baby looks so freaking sexy man! but i think i'm getting a little far fetched here.. grand piano for me? as if my parents will ever give it a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3408435893935233572?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3408435893935233572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3408435893935233572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3408435893935233572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3408435893935233572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/check-out-this-beauty-damn-i-sure-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SMzv579vscI/AAAAAAAAACw/HHlLn7b-8XM/s72-c/gp142rmd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-1544696029979009935</id><published>2008-09-14T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:55:58.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG LA!!!!! MCR WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE!!! IN PIANO SOLO!!!! OMFG OMFG!! FUCK SIOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.. relax relax.. ladies and gents, i present to you(if you havent already heard) welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance, in piano solo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;--- on imeem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1544696029979009935?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1544696029979009935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1544696029979009935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1544696029979009935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1544696029979009935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/omfg-la-mcr-welcome-to-black-parade-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3060688152128003605</id><published>2008-09-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T05:57:49.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been away from this blog for a while, and there are probably no readers anymore. but whatever.. so heres what i did for the past week. was a great week. away from the monotony of all others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play pool on monday with Ben Tan/Lee, Jimi and Edwin. pool fest it was. 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. was enjoyable, funny as it is, i didnt get tired of it. probably due to the fact that i haven't had a shot on the cue ball for a pretty long time. edwin came over later that night for some TDs and other games and crashed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training on tuesday. didnt fence at all, just went there, put on my shoes and talk. damn, i'm not going to bring my stuff next week. heavy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to edwin's house for table tennis in the evening on wednesday with davin marcus and joe. was really fun. didnt know hitting balls across a table could be so... exciting? went for dinner at pasir panjang junction. edwin drove me home to pick up my bro's laptop and DS. then went to pick davin up at his place and went to edwin's again for some overnight gaming. some unfortunate turn of events in the end and we hardly played much lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept way into thursday at edwin's.. after some kfc at his place, i headed home... without my keys. felt so embarrassed to have edwin drive my keys to me. fuck myself. right, after a shower and some chores, bryce and davin came over. waited for edwin for quite a while before we headed out for a very late dinner. went to geylang for frog porridge. it was really good. but small in servings. 16 bucks bought barely enough for 3 people. after that edwin sent everyone home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till 5 pm again on friday. hung around at home and had dinner. went down to esso to get the bike pumped but the inner tube was ripped. after a lot of delaying, my old bike's tyre was swapped on to my bro's bike. rode out on an already crippled bike. cycled through vivo, suntec and east coast park to reach changi. gruelling it was. i was always falling behind. couldn't go low while climbing hills and couldn't go highest on flat outs. had me pumping mad for lousy speeds. camped at changi budget terminal from around 2am to 6am. then set off for changi village. didn't expect it to be so far away. well it was near. but the route from the terminal was very long. stormed on the way and i literally gave in to fatigue. got a cab and headed for home.. sweet sweet home. took a shower, grabbed a bite and knocked myself out in bed. it was a great ride. but i swear over my dead body i will never ride to changi ever again. unfortunately, this ride made me never want to ride again.. in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been an eventful week, thoroughly enjoyed. this is the life (without school) that i really like. everyday is special and enjoyable. unlike spending every single day at home doing the same things day after day after day after day. after poly holidays are over, i swear i will get a job. because after poly holidays, it will be back to the monotonous routines of nothingness if i don't go working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment." - Ralph Waldo Emers.&lt;br /&gt;(took this from Daniel's MSN PM.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3060688152128003605?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3060688152128003605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3060688152128003605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3060688152128003605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3060688152128003605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-away-from-this-blog-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1288472549087668061</id><published>2008-09-06T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:39:09.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been staring at the ' create post ' page for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont know what to post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1288472549087668061?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1288472549087668061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1288472549087668061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1288472549087668061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1288472549087668061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-staring-at-create-post-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3927380060069819956</id><published>2008-08-27T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:37:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seetoh played a super nice song at training yesterday. and it reminded me how badly i want to play all the songs that were left unfinished. so i decided to change the imeem playlist. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River Flows In You. such a beautiful piece. repeatative though it is, its still very nice. thats on my to play list now. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my to-play list... its growing and growing and growing. sometimes you just don't know what you have until its gone. as with me and the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i get that new piano, i'm gonna be on it sooo long i might not even want to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already set what i want to play and replay. to play will be: eyes on me, melodies of life, seal of the wind, river flows in you, one winged angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replay list will be: little bird, i'm proud, azurite ~deianeira~, kanashimi no mukou e, true blue, autumn theme, aeris theme, hoshizora no waltz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats 13 pieces to play. and thsi time, i'll make sure i finish all of them. no more like last time. half way through and stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom said she'll get a piano in october. hope she keeps her word. i'mm really dying without one. the com is driving me nuts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time i'll make sure things are different. 100% commitment! i'll get a videocam and record videos for youtube. this is for sure. only time stand in the way. (other than NS. knn ccb mofo soab ljb pcb)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3927380060069819956?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3927380060069819956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3927380060069819956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3927380060069819956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3927380060069819956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/seetoh-played-super-nice-song-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-937767466033600672</id><published>2008-08-25T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:05:10.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rise and shine! to a fucked up morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my family like to screw me all the time. someone please answer me. first its the mom that always finds reason to fuck me. now even dad???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why a fucked up morning? oh yes you'll want to hear this out. because of breakfast! fuck it man some people simply don't appreciate help. dig me up early in the morning to buy breakfast is already bad enough. and i'm WILLING TO DO IT ALREADY. can't at least respect that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want me to buy breakfast, hand me the money and walk away. WHAT?? I'M SUPPOSE TO STARE AT THE MONEY AND VISUALIZE WHAT YOU WANT TO EAT??? I'M SICK AND TIRED OF GUESSING WHAT YOU WANT TO EAT!!!! I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO ASK! SIMPLE THING!! HAND ME THE MONEY AND TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO EAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you at least be thankful of what i'm doing??? i'm buying your meals and running your errands!!! I"M NOT EVEN COMPLAINING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF I JUST  SUDDENLY COLLAPSE AND DIE??? HUH!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please la. all i'm asking is that you take the initiative to let me know what you want and not make me guess and always have to ask. i can't do anything when i don't know what i'm suppose to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hand me the money, then " buy me a ba zhang " simple as that!!! nothing wrong, no harm done we both happy. when i know what you want, i will MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you this. I HATE GUESSING AND I HATE IT WHEN I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU GUYS WANT!!! AND YOU GUYS JUST SIT THERE EXPECTING ME TO READ YOUR MINDS AND KNOWING WHAT YOU WANT TO EAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my day. THANKS FOR RUINING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-937767466033600672?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/937767466033600672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=937767466033600672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/937767466033600672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/937767466033600672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/rise-and-shine-to-fucked-up-morning-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-411505028545530234</id><published>2008-08-24T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:16:54.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soccer yesterday was fun. finally got to play out rather than being the keeper all the time. but i still got to brush up on ball control.. gotta stop panicking when i have the ball. confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, theres someone whom i really dislike at soccer sessions. some dude who likes to act like he is the manager + team captain of all of us there. he was ordering me to be the keeper yesterday. what do i look like a pooch? and he speak of others as noobs, no sportsmanship and rough. i truly hope he was referring to himself when he said all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope more people goes to soccer next week. always short of people to form 3 teams. and i hate playing on that dictator's team. if i want the ball, i have to challenge the opponent for it. i can be completely open for a free run down the flank and he wouldn't pass it. such a bias captain he is! i'll never improve if i play keeper all the time or play out but don't get to touch the ball at all..... me and julian should team together next time. away from that prick. pity marcus too, always being suckered into keeping for that nut. two of us are always the ones who get thrown the keeper position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh come on! how long is it going to take for Diablo 3 to launch!? before i enlist please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-411505028545530234?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/411505028545530234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=411505028545530234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/411505028545530234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/411505028545530234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/soccer-yesterday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6692341295750753979</id><published>2008-08-22T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:33:43.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Josh had a new video recently. and it was sweet. 'Changin' from D. Gray-man by Stephanie. Stephanie! i like her songs. oh man, i cant do without a piano. die.. i'm slowly forgetting all the pieces i've played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been whining a lot about not having a piano to play. this sucks. i hate whining and i hate it when i have no piano to play and i whine when i have no piano to play and i hate whining but i have no piano to play thats why i whine and i really hate it. FAARK LAA. AH MAA GET ME A NEW PIANO ASAP TYVM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6692341295750753979?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6692341295750753979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6692341295750753979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6692341295750753979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6692341295750753979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/josh-had-new-video-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-961512682874809451</id><published>2008-08-11T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:33:20.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tempted to get back to competitive fencing after watching the men's epee finals yesterday. but at a bad time since the coach just left. if i only i wasn't due for enlistment come end of this year, i'd start off with next year's competition season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still yet to figure out why i always get stuck at a certain standard after much training. think i'll go back tomorrow to fence a bit. wonder who will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fencing is such a costly sport. takes big bucks to stay committed. broken weapons sure dig a deep deep hole in ones pockets. i probably wouldn't bother buying new ones if ever my old ones break. which means if my blades break, that would mark the end of fencing. but then again, i cant be too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose going back to fencing is fully beneficial. most importantly, i get to exercise. really need to recover my stamina. can barely run 10 minutes around the soccer court nowadays. my only fear is that it will be the same routine as it was when i left. which was the reason why i left the last time. oh, wait the last time i left was because i got a job at digiphoto. that was an experience in hell. after a certain communist appeared that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been posting nonsense lately. wonder whats going on. hmm.. maybe nothing's going on. thats why i've been posting trash. yes that must be it. theres nothing happening for me thats why i've turned to nonsensical posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-961512682874809451?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/961512682874809451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=961512682874809451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/961512682874809451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/961512682874809451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-tempted-to-get-back-to-competitive.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-199347521531592766</id><published>2008-08-09T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:53:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, having dream(s) is extremely important in life. its what makes you want to live, to be able to achieve your aims and live your dreams. without dreams and goals in life, it can't really be called life. because you're just living blank. like those old gangsters that sit at the coffeeshop every single day blasting away with their vulgarities, or those malay punks that loiter around all day picking fights with random people. these people have no reason to live and are a nuisance to society. the world should be purged of such creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people dream small, have a family, a roof above their heads is all they want. its simple but it makes them feel happy. others dream big. billionaire, president, etc. these big dreamers are the minorities. and fewer of them still, achieve their goals. big dreams, obviously, require extreme motivation, dedication and drive. something only a handful of big dreamers can muster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say i have big dreams. but they're a little off the typical big dreams. and way bigger than small dreams. so perhaps i shall bore my dear readers with them(p.s. this is the part when you close your browser due to sheer boredom LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see, before i start sleeping in a coffin, i would like to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- move to japan&lt;br /&gt;- live in a big tradtional japanese home(specifications classified =x)&lt;br /&gt;- direct my own anime series&lt;br /&gt;- publish my own manga series&lt;br /&gt;- reach into outer space&lt;br /&gt;- own and fly a P51 Mustang&lt;br /&gt;- be a godly pianist skilled enough to play any piece known to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you can call me a dreamer. but all these mean nothing to be honest. i haven't a single drip of motivation, dedication or drive. well we'll just see how many of those stuff i can slash off before i go extinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if reincarnation is true, i'd like to carry my memories from this life to the next. assuming i don't get reincarnated as a cockroach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-199347521531592766?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/199347521531592766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=199347521531592766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/199347521531592766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/199347521531592766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-having-dreams-is-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3810769475026194543</id><published>2008-08-07T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:27:51.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>research shows that japanese females live the longest in the world. and the males rank 3rd in the world. imagine dying before your wife. that would make her so lonely that it just won't do. anyway, living long is great. there are definitely things that you wish to see or do that won't exist anytime soon. but then again, whats the point.. when its finally available and you're just too old to get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;migrate to japan! i should put it on my wish list. singapore just lack that variety for people who wish for a different future. its a great blessing to be born in singapore. but it would be a curse(strictly in my opinion) to spend all your life in singapore. thats why i'm planning ahead, to move to japan! (effects of watching too much Japan Hour) but i'm serious. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah my precious precious youth. 13 to 20 years old is the most precious time of life. to try new things. go to new places. it was a grave mistake to have wasted much of it to games. and now i've made yet another one by wasting the last 2 years in NS. hahaha! there goes my youth! till next time you cursed son of a bitch! hahahahaha!! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted most of 2008 at home. how sad. i'm entering loner civilization. you know, loner isn't bad.. but a HOME loner is just dead wrong. i seriously need to stop being lazy. i need to earn some bucks to wander the world. yes... move to japan, go to easter islands, new zealand etc. but lets just start out within singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i think i'll fail in life. if i'm able to lift this curse called lazy then perhaps i'll have a slim chance of success. with that said, time to spend yet another day lazing around at home. no no no, i gotta do something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a storm is brewing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3810769475026194543?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3810769475026194543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3810769475026194543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3810769475026194543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3810769475026194543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/research-shows-that-japanese-females.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4887529375608393753</id><published>2008-08-02T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:54:05.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forbidden to enter the music room. *sob* my heart totally sank when i saw the wrecked up grand in the school hall. once an elegant work of wood and strings, is now broken into 5 seperate pieces. heart ached so much as i hear its suffering tone. if only i could, i'd take it away, restore it to its former beauty, and... have it for myself XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played the zebra for some time at school hall just now during fencing training. was able to finish page 1 of Seal of the Wind from FF10-2. unfortunately, i've gotten rusty on Eyes on Me and Melodies of Life. not to mention a very shaky Aeris Theme. *violently scratches head* grant me a wish please, let me awaken from my slumber tomorrow to discover a Bohemia 125A Proffesional in white high polish sitting right beside my bed in its designated spot. oh my, the skies will fall if that happens won't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a DRIVE man. i need some gas to propel myself forward and do those things that my mind wants me to do. i have my sketchbook, i have my pencil, i have my eraser and i have my sketch print. but i just lack that driving force to get down to it. damn it. damn it to high heaven. my friend here called ' Lazy ' has jammed the hole to my gas tank. and its really hard to get it out of that damn A hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend? sure! i want one! i want a NEKOMIMI to be my girlfriend!! WAAAAhhaaaahhAAAAhaaAAhhhAAAHHAAaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoi, nuts ah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4887529375608393753?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4887529375608393753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4887529375608393753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4887529375608393753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4887529375608393753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/forbidden-to-enter-music-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-5537920546418990761</id><published>2008-07-29T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:29:42.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh.. i'm dying. dying for a set of black and white to play.. i think i'll go beg for the key to the music room at TSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall start hunting soon. looking at Bernchstein, Bohemia, Yamaha and maybe Kawai. though Bohemia 125A Proffesional looks freaking tempting in white high polish. but no price stated. hope i don't freak out after seeing the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like trying out transcription. free style piano playing sounds cool. not the type that strictly follows the sheets. which means i need to train the ear. will take a lot of work(to start).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a camcorder too. so many things but no money. T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-5537920546418990761?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5537920546418990761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=5537920546418990761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5537920546418990761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5537920546418990761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6854470110909379965</id><published>2008-07-26T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:57:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SIp8w_EGQ4I/AAAAAAAAACo/J3iirVr12II/s1600-h/2483127568_f6472ceb33_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SIp8w_EGQ4I/AAAAAAAAACo/J3iirVr12II/s200/2483127568_f6472ceb33_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227127498521068418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: The World Ends With You&lt;br /&gt;Genre: game, action&lt;br /&gt;Episodes: its a game damn it.&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;heres a proper review for the game. incredible story, told in an incredible way, with incredible gameplay. bwahaha.. gives you the idea how great this game is yet? lazy to give you the details and summary of story to the game.. if you wanna know more just go read it up at wikipedia. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this must be the best game i've ever played on any Nintendo product ever. beating final fantasy 6 of SNES. though some of the soundtracks are downright irritating. but gotta admit, some were really good. but then again, hiphop.. how far can that go i wonder. the ending credits had a very beautiful song to it. its called ' Lullaby For You ' by JyongRi. i wouldn't say its bad, just average.  but lyrically, its beautiful. come to think of it, i think this is the best game i've ever played. it told the best story above any other game i've played thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0Z8e0h/music/I-w-Xpy2/jyongri_lullaby_for_you/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for ' Lullaby For You ' by JyongRi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6854470110909379965?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6854470110909379965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6854470110909379965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6854470110909379965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6854470110909379965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/title-world-ends-with-you-genre-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SIp8w_EGQ4I/AAAAAAAAACo/J3iirVr12II/s72-c/2483127568_f6472ceb33_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-8862486376581570561</id><published>2008-07-24T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T02:23:59.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>warning: boring content(to some people) read at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i've come to realize(or so i think i have) why i have always been playing games in such a hardcore manner. like when i played final fantasy 7, and just recently, ' The World Ends With You ' its a game i played on my bro's Nintendo DS. completed the whole thing in 3 days. right, so going back to the realization parts. i noticed the reason why i play it non-stop. people would think that the game is addicting. fun, game-play wise which causes addiction. well, i cant deny the fact that i was hooked on it, but its not because its fun.. its because of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now whats up with that? well.. i, like many others love a good story. its just that i like my stories in a form of videos and games. well videos are obvious. but games, its just a different  sort of experience. i don't really know how to explain it. why i get hooked to games like the one i just finished is simply because of the story. i liked the story the game was telling. and just like anime, i like to finish the story in one shot. kinda like the way i watch my anime non stop, i play the game semi non stop. cos i cant go nonstop with games. i'll get screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games like these give me a little motivation sometimes. i said on my blog last time that whenever i sleep, i would make stories in my mind. and i sometimes get clear visions.. really strange. i literally see what i think, when my eyes are closed. its like my brain is the projector and my eyelids are the screen. most of the time, i would envision what i have just watched or played. sometimes i would edit them a little here and there to make it the way i like it. sometimes, i would get this idea, and start thinking it out. the idea is kinda like a script. and i'd draw it out with my mind, and if i'm lucky it will play on my eyelids. all these will sound like kiddy mentality to people. if thats what people think, then call me kiddy brain. why motivating you may ask. well, like i said, a little only. motivates me to want to write a story, to draw my story. thats all, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, about that  new game i just finished(about 30mins ago) i really loved the story. perhaps i'd make a version of it in my head. maybe edit a little of it here and there. or possibly, even script up a little sequel or spinoff with my mind. you know, you always get that thirst to know what will happen after the end. i just like to make mine. perhaps i can write it down for real what i've scripted in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe to some, all this is just an excuse. all this, is just to cover the fact that i am totally addicted to gaming. so be it then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8862486376581570561?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8862486376581570561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8862486376581570561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8862486376581570561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8862486376581570561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/warning-boring-contentto-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2571074028656339592</id><published>2008-07-15T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T06:13:11.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 6am! people are waking up to go to school haha! and i'm super bored now and cant sleep because i slept too much in the afternoon. i really am turning into a nocturnal creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been downloading random anime songs to listen to. and i seem to have picked some pretty nice ones. something different to listen to.. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just LOVE Tony Taka's arts. be it random drawings, anime character drawings or hentai and doujins. its superb! he's drawing skills are awesome. downloading some of his templates... gonna try drawing myself some stuff to stick on the wall. (and some not so decent ones to scan into com heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coke!! i need coke!!&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;been craving coke recently. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for medical checkup yesterday. and it sucked. spent over 5 hours there. such a waste of time. first they made me wait 30mins for measurements, then another 30 after that for some stupid eDocumentation thing. and another 20mins to get me into the screening hall. when i went in, they told me its lunchtime. come back at 1 (90mins). bitch. loads of waiting after that too including 30min wait half naked in station 6. SOAB... not to mention how freezing it was. only thing i was relieved is that the dude who sucked my blood was experienced. NO FEAR MUAHAHA... lame. and i got PES - ?? hehehe. yea ?? it is. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play the cards you draw from the deck as you would take chances in life. otherwise you will never win the game as you would be successful in life. - credits mine. cos i made this up. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2571074028656339592?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2571074028656339592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2571074028656339592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2571074028656339592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2571074028656339592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-craving-coke-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2364616329350588352</id><published>2008-07-11T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:55:00.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah yes i'm pretty pleased with myself. all that weight training at home when i have nothing else to do really did pay off. i went from 2 chin ups to 9 chin ups with just a few months of casual, inconsistent weight training. lovely. should do it regularly. better get beefed up for NAPFA NS. 2 months off sounds really really tempting. better start training stamina too. miss that time when i ran with hu gang and naz last year. everyone's busy nowadays. well, maybe its just that i'm super free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been browsing through my records on animenewsnetwork.com, found some anime i used to watch way back in primary school. stuff like cooking master boy, ayashi no ceres, legend of condor hero and blah blah. some of them sucked bad.. but they have pretty good songs. like condor hero's opening theme. sweet voice there. and ayashi no ceres was the very first anime i watch on tv from 1st to last.. and their opening theme still sounds great. and the piano version. i used to play it with a primary school friend. miss those times. though i hated my primary school life... child abuse central. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i ever mentioned how Saber was extremely cute when she's not in her armor? to be precise, in her swimsuit eating a popsickle by the beach??? thats cute at its best damn it. don't know what i'm talking about? go see my friendster profile. (P.S. I'M NOT GAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i sat, looking out of the window at the empty night sky.. reminiscing all the great times we had together and how it all seemed so distant now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2364616329350588352?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2364616329350588352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2364616329350588352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2364616329350588352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2364616329350588352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-yes-im-pretty-pleased-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4875179496020538177</id><published>2008-07-06T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:50:50.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FF music craze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, as said above. i've been going crazy over final fantasy music of late. not just listening of course. i'm printing lots of sheets. more than i can take i think. but i'll try to finish all of it. heres what i am attempting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Rachel(Reborn version) FF6, Aeris's Theme(Piano Collections) FF7, Eyes on Me FF8, Melodies of Life(Piano Collections) FF9, Seal of the Wind - The Three Trails FF10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm they all seem to flow in numerical order. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in need of a job.. again. i'm looking at a promoter for yamaha music products. hope i can get a promoter position for pianos and keyboards. after my piano is moved, i'm gonna get a digital keyboard. then an upright piano after that. then my room would look like a studio. haha. time to edit my wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ben for melodies of life mp3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4875179496020538177?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4875179496020538177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4875179496020538177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4875179496020538177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4875179496020538177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/ff-music-craze-yep-as-said-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4583555334804453060</id><published>2008-07-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:09:09.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aah been playing lots of piano for the past 2 to 3 days. i completed Cristofori's Dream in just 2 days! thats 9 pages in 2 days! thats like the biggest commitment i ever had on a single piece. partly because it is easy to memorize. but perfecting it will still take a while. besides that, i'd like to complete as many songs as possible before the piano goes. i'll probably get back on those i have played only partly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 new things on my wish list. Diablo 3 when it comes out. damn i'm so psyched up about it i just installed diablo2. the other thing i really really want is VOCALOID!!!! i've seen what this program can produce and i want one! and if i get a digital keyboard with recording features, who know man i can compose my own songs! with that cute voice of Hatsune Miku to sing it for me. sounds like fantasy within grasp. haha! i want it i want it i want it i want it!!!!! ( damn japanese sure know how to come up with cool stuff that makes me go ' WOW ' )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all go piano-oh-oh-oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4583555334804453060?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4583555334804453060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4583555334804453060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4583555334804453060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4583555334804453060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/aah-been-playing-lots-of-piano-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-534084554738675303</id><published>2008-06-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:45:57.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgbUSsblCSQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgbUSsblCSQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Heavens Shall Tremble......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to get my hands on this once it comes out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-534084554738675303?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/534084554738675303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=534084554738675303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/534084554738675303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/534084554738675303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-heavens-shall-tremble.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2541657731307963469</id><published>2008-06-24T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:03:44.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people! there are movie posters up for sale at Ngee Ann poly! please click &lt;a href="http://npmovieposters.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check out their catalog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2541657731307963469?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2541657731307963469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2541657731307963469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2541657731307963469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2541657731307963469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-people-there-are-movie-posters-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1437952307370347286</id><published>2008-06-23T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:06:04.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class outing last saturday was a little better than the previous. well just because i swam with kun yao all the way to the stranded island slightly off the main sentosa island. was really nice there, water was a lot clearer and the sands were softer. went to vivo for dinner at banquet, then headed to marina square for some bowling and pool. though i didn't touch bowling, played quite some pool. was on form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edwin seem sad. tio ps by his bros. haha. don't be sad, ps is part and parcel of life. its a time when friends value another relation more than the friendship with you. thats why ps occurs. lol some theory i came up with. i also get ps before, like team H outing never jio me. sob. the creator of team H cheer was left out. haha. just joking. doesn't really bother me if i'm not invited. cos i know i still have you guys as friends. ( and u guys don't have GFs. XD jkjk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i die, i want to leave earth at least once. i want to see with my own eyes the vastness of space. and hopefully by then galactic travel would exist. i guess my biggest dream is to reach out to the stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1437952307370347286?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1437952307370347286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1437952307370347286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1437952307370347286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1437952307370347286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/class-outing-last-saturday-was-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2337764829695577058</id><published>2008-06-19T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:24:41.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye my lover.. goodbye my friend~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was for my piano. after serving me for 14 years, the time has come for its departure. well feels good to know its not going to the junkyard. at least its going to another pianist. sorry people, due to some conflicts and an act of impulse by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;, i won't be able to play anymore pieces. well i could play at TSS, they got grand pianos! but the one in the hall is screwed by browned skin baboons, and i don't have access to the one in the music room. how sad. and all this means there won't be any videos to come until i am able to get another piano. which i hope will be a white acoustic yamaha piano. heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time sure fly by quickly. just months ago i was thinking " health screening still so far away " now its just less than 2 weeks away. i'm still wondering if i should go for class outing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2337764829695577058?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2337764829695577058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2337764829695577058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2337764829695577058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2337764829695577058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-my-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3426343731260733347</id><published>2008-06-13T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:09:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sad how things tend to turn out. when going through tough times, its really sad to know that you have no one to talk things out. when they say they will talk with you, they really mean it. they do the talking and you never get the chance to talk at all. either that or when you let out your thoughts, it just comes back at you as "your fault" or "why don't you look at yourself". nothing comforting ever comes from them. so gradually you just learn to keep quiet. keep everything to yourself. you won't even stand up and defend your own righteousness anymore. silence seem to work best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i should heed what edward says. it did provide me with a good plan. we'll just have to see how far it will take for me to put this plan in motion. it would be for the best for me at least. and perhaps thats all i should care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3426343731260733347?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3426343731260733347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3426343731260733347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3426343731260733347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3426343731260733347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-sad-how-things-tend-to-turn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8809639956135742007</id><published>2008-06-13T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:30:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a wonderful world.. what a wonderful thing it is to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is in a messed up trash. my music sheets are in shreds, my earpiece is broken and the piano to be taken away soon. who's behind all these hideous acts? i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an oily bowl is left in the sink. would it be wiser to get the person out to clear the mess or start screaming and accusing the person for being ' buey song ' when he is totally not in your field of vision. well i'm very sure what many people will choose. however there is one person who, idiotically, preferred screaming! its most probably because she loves scolding and, due to the long period of peace, has grown uncomfortable of the nice quietness and decided to stir up some trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, what would you do when all this commotion is over? try to get things back to normal? or continue making things worst? i think this question has a pretty obvious answer. but then again, some exception would choose to add insult to injury! whoever this person is, she must have rock bottom IQ and EQ. and its just so unlucky that this barbaric being lives under the same roof. and to actually think that this creature is a Buddhist. its horrifying to think about it. scary scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my hobby. torn and drifting away. Demon! Demon! hahahaha! i'm so scared.. chey, i'm a half demon too! lets play this game demon style shall we? you bloody female demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 13 June, 6:30 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8809639956135742007?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8809639956135742007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8809639956135742007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8809639956135742007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8809639956135742007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-wonderful-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2963193407120249536</id><published>2008-06-10T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:51:09.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been pretty busy for the past few days. since you guys know that i am currently school-less and unemployed, the word 'busy' obviously means busy gaming. i've been totally occupied with MarkieStory. literally when i wake up till server closes i'm playing. its addictive enough as Maplestory but now MarkieStory gives so much more opportunities, heh, i'm simply tied down in a bondage with my com. big thanks and bravo to Marcus. i've always wanted to have a strong character in this game. never really gotten over level 60 in MapleStory. now i can reach 130 in a day with MarkieStory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading a bunch of articles. its about a bunch of people giving comments about life in singapore. too bad the thread was closed.. i'd sure like to give my comments. but my thoughts has to go somewhere, so i guess i'll put them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* singapore, like other countries has its pros and cons, of course not all countries have pros namely afghanistan.. unless you're in love with heroin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros: why i like living in singapore, one is because life is safe here. crimes are minimal, there aren't any natural disasters to freak me out. it is politically and financially stable here too. sophisticated transportation systems means easy to find my way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons: quite a load of cons in my point of view. starting of with the very people, singaporeans. this is ironic and idiotic, but i, as a singaporean, hate singaporeans. the people here are, greedy, selfish, vain, inconsiderate and rough. and i especially loath those corrupted christians.they are the ones who tarnish the true religion thus making people hate christianity. singapore would rank near the bottom end if rated for its people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; next, opportunities. what future lies ahead for singaporeans in terms of normal life? unless you are exceptionally interested in the business and engineering field, you probably have no future in singapore, or rather you won't survive on anything else. i for one, wants to be a cartoonist, making anime, or publishing manga, thats my ambition. that would be a joke in singapore. because singapore does not provide opportunities for people with such interests. you want to make comics and produce cartoons? prepare for poverty. a singaporean life is all about routine. unless you love what you do, living in singapore won't be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, i don't want to be in singapore if i don't have to. i am not a patriotic person. of course it would be hard to leave singapore's safety. well thats all i have to say for this post. hope i haven't bore you readers too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, June10, 2:51 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2963193407120249536?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2963193407120249536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2963193407120249536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2963193407120249536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2963193407120249536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-pretty-busy-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7120224446802257952</id><published>2008-06-03T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:10:07.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah the smell of freshly printed sheets. take a look. i've trashed the aim list. i've realized that setting aims for completing piano pieces is just not right. well not for me. i'm not a professional performer and i have no recitals on the schedule or things of the like, so why should i aim? at your own pace yh, at your own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going back to ' Boys Be ' music. started on Winter IV. intend to continue on Autumn. i also want to play the piano part for the song Garnet. it will be nice to try some pieces that aren't solo. piano solos are great. but i guess trying other stuff is cool too. and what better piece to play than Garnet. just piano and vocal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my dad just got a HTC phone. looks hot. but he's looking at bigger things. the HTC Diamond. he's considering that when it launches. if he gets that and doesn't trade in his S730, its mine! well maybe not. hopefully yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fingers that are as smooth as waves of the sea... what more can i ask for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, June 3, 3:10 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7120224446802257952?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7120224446802257952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7120224446802257952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7120224446802257952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7120224446802257952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/ah-smell-of-freshly-printed-sheets.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2711920349512009820</id><published>2008-05-30T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:18:19.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i say i gave up gaming? well thats quite a lie. it would be appropriate to say that i've given up on most of the games. such as cabal and C&amp;amp;C3KW. I've been staring most of the time. been doing weights and working out. completed Hoshizora No Waltz on the piano, and playing a hell lot of DOTA, with AI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll record Aeris theme soon. though i'm still miles from a perfect play, i'll just record it. perhaps it may possess some comical value, seeing the way mistakes disrupt my play. hopefully a miracle will help me get a perfect record. but first and most importantly, batteries!! i accept all kinds of batteries in AA size via all methods of delivery or cash. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some time out yesterday to re-watch Vandread. me love it! me love Meia! will finish the Second Stage on sunday. also caught Body Transfer. which is hentai so i shan't mention any further about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to be strong, we must prove our existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 31, 1:18 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-5943353925890905172</id><published>2008-05-27T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:38:52.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life must be at its all time low now. i seriously must find something good to do soon. i'm going to die from this nothingness. its gotten worse. i've given up on gaming. surfing the net can only quench the thirst for entertainment temporarily. i simply stare at the screen without doing anything at times. this could get dangerous. its such void of activities that propel one's desire to try something on the other side of the law. namely drugs. but of course i wouldn't go that far. i can't imagine myself shooting like 2 to 3 times a day.. but who can tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give myself 2 options. speak japanese, or draw manga. doubt it would be easy.. since i can only draw stickman now, and i'm no good at picking up a new language at all. which drains the fuel for motivation. i should give it a try though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy. i need something to do or i'll go mad.. permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, May 27, 1:24 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-5943353925890905172?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5943353925890905172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=5943353925890905172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5943353925890905172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5943353925890905172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-must-be-at-its-all-time-low-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-5056704802043789373</id><published>2008-05-26T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:47:42.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess heavier types of music just don't suit me well. light, gentle, soothing.. i still prefer that. so i changed the songs on the imeem again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't get over the song from TokiKake.. the lyrics is simply beautiful. just piano and voice. its the type i love the most. well i don't mind performing these songs. i can find the sheets for piano and voice. anyone wanna sing? haha. female only please. i can do Garnet and Kimi Ga Nozomu Eien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling was super fun. well it would have been perfect.. if not for the brutal abrasion, getting lost and some misleading at the end. riding at the runway was not too bad. wouldn't have minded doing the endurance. didn't even feel a bit tired after 15 km. ah that was crap. intended to do 6 km but ended up doing 15. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole body aching. butt rotting, can barely walk properly.. the feeling of satisfaction indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 26, 3:47 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-5056704802043789373?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5056704802043789373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=5056704802043789373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5056704802043789373'/><link 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style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SDcmZD5cT4I/AAAAAAAAACg/UokD2DgP3oc/s200/tokikake_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203670106434719618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: Toki Wo Kakeru Shoujo&lt;br /&gt;Genre: drama, romance, science-fiction&lt;br /&gt;Episodes: movie&lt;br /&gt;My Rating: &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&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;wasn't ready to turn in for the night yet, so i decided to watch this anime movie. well, for verdict, i really am at a lost for words. really there is simply no word in the dictionary that can praise this movie. this makes spirited away look so puny. thats my verdict.. i'd rate this 11/10 if it was logical. made me laugh, made me cry, made me feel almost as though i'm right there. i almost cried (again) at the ending song. the lyrics was simply.... *opens mouth but nothing comes out* so there you go. this is a must watch. well i consider myself a late watcher but those who have not watched this and intend to, make time for it. you can't possibly miss this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday evening was rather a disappointment. firstly, intention of dining at Sakae sushi was ruined when we found out that harbour front outlet does not cater buffet for dinner. sushi tei had an outrageously long queue so we missed it too. settled for pastamania and it was simply revolting. perhaps it was a mistake of choice. both food and beverage were simply un-swallowable. apologies for usage of incorrect english. plans to go to Harry's for a drink was also put aside. went to the IT shops to look for Call of Duty 3 as bro wanted it. wanted to buy an external hard disk but couldn't make up my mind. in the end we spent hours doing nothing at vivo. pity.. i was looking forward to a nice glass of Harry's cocktail. well, i guess i'll just settle it myself. i'll go pop my e-33 now and enjoy. gotta try put the events in that movie out of my head or i'll go into depression again. weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry, let it out, who said it was wrong to cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 24, 4:03 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-238520935585007655?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/238520935585007655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=238520935585007655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/238520935585007655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/238520935585007655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/title-toki-wo-kakeru-shoujo-genre.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SDcmZD5cT4I/AAAAAAAAACg/UokD2DgP3oc/s72-c/tokikake_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-6311004107213165254</id><published>2008-05-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:57:19.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SDEkIDMgHII/AAAAAAAAACQ/wYZBdQm2kc0/s1600-h/kaze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SDEkIDMgHII/AAAAAAAAACQ/wYZBdQm2kc0/s200/kaze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201978765304929410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: Kaze No Stigma&lt;br /&gt;Genre: action, comedy, romance, drama&lt;br /&gt;Episodes: 24&lt;br /&gt;My Rating:&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&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;ah.. Kaze No Stigma. what a great anime. love it to bits. the comedy is rather frequent, which mixes together with the romance. so that makes it something like school rumble? comical romance i believe. but around the ending few episodes it got really sad. couldn't keep my eyes dry. someone dear always has to die.. *sob* Tsuo Rin... T.T  cry baby? screw you. its pretty complicated at the end though. and i have to add, it hasn't ended yet. there had better be a sequel. can't just let me fantasize what happens to Kazuma and Lapis.. how evil of the director. But all in all, Kaze No Stigma is a wonderful anime. should watch if you have the time. and the ending theme rocks too. (Hitokiri No Sora) its the first song on the imeem playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get a new bike. went riding with kun and ward on sat and almost got killed. in the end i was sent home with a crippled bike without front breaks, a twisted front suspension, a tire near bursting, and a badly dented tire rim that had a very freaky wobble. just wasnt my day. and i had a nice bruise on my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel, if something happened to the one you hold dear. that you couldn't protect her, and to have her die right in front of your very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and how would you feel, if you found out that her very last thought was " i want to kill you... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 19, 3:46 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6311004107213165254?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6311004107213165254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6311004107213165254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6311004107213165254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6311004107213165254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/title-kaze-no-stigma-genre-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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/_x3RUFtmO1-s/SDEkIDMgHII/AAAAAAAAACQ/wYZBdQm2kc0/s72-c/kaze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-1182764980410572192</id><published>2008-05-17T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T03:10:27.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait. everyone waits for something. everyday, theres something to wait for. wonder how much precious time is lost in waiting. its time wasted if one does nothing during the wait. in fact, the number of productive things to do while waiting for something... can be counted with fingers. as for me, i'm waiting to leave home. cycling at 6:30 is the event. so i'm just blogging while waiting. i cant say this is productive, but its much better than doing other things. and you ask, why not sleep? for fear of the inability to awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gangs. what exactly is the definition of 'gang'. and how do we define gangsters. i have no idea what the dictionary definition is, and i dont intend to find out. my own definitions and views would suffice. definition of gang: a group formed by a bunch of people who loves creating trouble, loves violence, loves picking on the weak, and are absolute cowards without a trace of, as we call it, 'balls'. gangsters are weaklings to begin with. why else would they want to be in groups. weak individuals that cause humanity trouble as a group. strip them of their communications devices and pick them out one by one. they'll probably wet their pants before you lay a finger on them. thats just the nature of such... lower lifeforms. such creatures don't deserve the label 'humans'. but then again, 'human' isn't such a wonderful label itself. such a pity, the most intelligent beings on this planet are also the dumbest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i typing all these you may ask. like i said, i prefer doing something while awaiting something. voicing out the stuff  swirling in my puny little mind was a fun thing to do and is a lot better than doing nothing which is just a bloody waste of time. at least i am able to entertain people with my thoughts, although i'm starting to think that they are not entertaining at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way my dear readers, i've changed the songs on my playlist. if you have the time do listen to them, their pretty good. just some introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 17 May, 3:10 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1182764980410572192?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1182764980410572192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1182764980410572192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1182764980410572192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1182764980410572192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3490795347866037808</id><published>2008-05-16T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:52:02.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn i'm blown. pissed to the toes. you know, there are a few things that make me burn. like watching an anime half way to find that the following episodes are problematic beyond audience. which is exactly the situation here. was happily watching Kaze No Stigma yesterday until at episode 15, the visual started jerking non stop. and it follows all the way to 24! blast it. now the flow is broken, i probably have to re-watch. that is, after i download again, by a different fansub. hopefully this fansub (shinsen-subs) has quality in their videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been playing the piano hard enough. not literally of course. i think i'm still far from mastering any of the songs that i currently play. so i suppose i'll have to extend the aim dates. or if you guys want to see how pathetic i play these songs do let me know and i'll try to record a video of my current standard and show to you people what noob i am xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decision has been made! i'm going to shave! front page news! reason behind this is not because i was asked to shave, not due to the fact that i'm going ns and i want to shave to know how it feels either. i want to shave because my hair is like completely out of shape now. makes my head look like a pile of rocks. i haven't decided when i want to do it. maybe right after i post this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love fantasy... if fantasy and reality fused, i'd be a half demon. so i can tear off the heads of those damn malayu pricks that pick fights downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 16, 2:51 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3490795347866037808?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3490795347866037808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3490795347866037808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3490795347866037808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3490795347866037808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-im-blown.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-27257925347989372</id><published>2008-05-14T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:31:21.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the days now are getting so monotonous. its practically the same thing again and again and again every single day. wake up at lunch time, eat, play com and piano, eat play com and sleep. sometimes if i get tired of the com i just go back to sleep after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it strange that i have this craving for school. wonder what the hell makes me want to go to school. maybe its because everyones at school and i'm here at home doing nothing at all. this intense boredom can really make a person go mad. theres completely nothing to do. maybe i should start counting my hair. keep a record of the number of strands and track how many of them fall everyday. sounds fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing diablo 2 again recently. and as usual its boring to play a character from level 1 so i just created a level 33 at act 5. this is what makes the game a lot more boring really. oh what the hell am i talking bout. these are symptoms of over boredom i think. perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 14, 3:31 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-27257925347989372?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/27257925347989372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-5519954051271383247</id><published>2008-05-08T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T02:34:34.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to catch Ironman yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 1 for lunch. read some newspaper after that, then hit the zebra and played some com. typical things to do to kill off time. went down to JE and met up with my bros. had dinner at LJS and caught the movie Ironman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my views on the movie. i am rather disappointed. i felt that this movie wasn't as good as all the talks about it. there wasn't enough exposure on the suit itself. in other words, there weren't enough scenes where Stark flies around in his suit fighting off villains or just flying around for fun. but overall its still a pretty good movie. thats all i have to say. and i suppose there will be an Ironman 2, after watching that scene with Samuel L Jackson after all the credits. well at least theres something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, basically, was what i did yesterday. nothing else. and i received the letter for medical checkup for NS. seems like i'm due on 02 july for that checkup. wonder why is it so late. well perhaps the later the better? i'm starting to take a liking for red wine.. my my, i really am drinking a lot of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, May 08, 2:34 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-5519954051271383247?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5519954051271383247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1721407236686518001.post-6906006962475252478</id><published>2008-05-07T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T05:16:13.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a while since i last posted. haven't done anything productive so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to think that going to NS is actually quite a good thing to choose. well for me, that gives me 2 more years to think about what i want to do with this screwed up life. so far, i haven't really fixed down on anything i want to do in the future. so NS will give me more time to decide. another thing is that, when i'm out of NS, i can just study and play without a care about going to tekong anymore. and i can get to what i want to do straight after studies. example if i make it to MMA at NP, when i graduate i can go straight to work in that field. no 2 years delay. probably forget all the stuff after NS. so i guess thats some good enough reason to enter NS first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting more and more boring as each day passes. yet somehow i wish it would be this way forever. strange, and ironic how the human mind behaves. aah yes, humans. weak and irresponsible creatures we are. bringing destruction to the very land we dwell upon, yet refusing to amend our folly. such horrid little weaklings we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 07, 5:16 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6906006962475252478?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6906006962475252478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6906006962475252478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6906006962475252478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6906006962475252478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/been-while-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7133814908100272439</id><published>2008-05-02T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:10:03.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been drinking a lot these few days.. since last sunday, i had about 2.5liters of beer, a can of grape wine, a bottle of e-33 and a Harry's cocktail. am i becoming alcoholic? nope, not a all. i don't get spasms when i don't get alcohol. haha. been pretty darn depressed for the past few days. one reason is sort of lame, depression due to anime. haha, go ahead, laugh. look! i'm laughing too! "..l.." i keep thinking about Clare(someone from Claymore). the more i think, the more i go into a daze.. which people often identify as ' emo ' or ' daydream '. screw those people. lol. well, the other, and more dominant reason is that i'm not studying. the fact that theres no school for me to wake up early to, is just down right depressing. and thus the reason behind the amounts of alcohol consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out with my bros and justin yesterday. justin and bro took turns driving and i must say, thats some quality driving, though i freaked out at least once. but it wasn't entertaining. wasted a good chance to catch a movie. we basically ran out of ideas on activities. so i killed of my time at the arcade when i could have laughed my nuts off at the screens. went to meet kun and ward around 6.30. had buffet at pariss and i seriously think that it was not worth the 45 bucks. food was slightly above average, but variety is just horrible. didn't know what to eat after a few rounds of scooping. went to Harry's after dinner for a drink. had their special ' Dirty Harry ' which was really good. vodka with lychee liqueur and lime. kun had something a little too strong. haha. and hence concludes my thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking depressed. the word here is fucking. FUCKING depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Danzai No Hana! my favorite song now! both rock and ballad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 02, 3:04 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7133814908100272439?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7133814908100272439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7133814908100272439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7133814908100272439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7133814908100272439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/been-drinking-lot-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6638402146253869557</id><published>2008-04-30T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:18:58.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title: Claymore&lt;br /&gt;My Rating:&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching Claymore few hours ago. i gotta say, its awesome. yet another one into my favorites list. i especially like the way the story was developed through the show. not to mention Claymore has a totally awesome opening and ending song! lovely. simply lovely. i'll wait for season 2. well, i've heard rumors of its existence, so i'll wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen, it has been officially confirmed. ITE rejected my application. yahoo! oh wait. thats a bad thing actually. ah, sometimes misfortunes like this makes me want to just disappear for a while. but then, where can i hide. i'm not going to go down just like that. i'll play this game till the end, until my last card is played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, so tired. mishaps, misfortunes, mistakes.. raining on me endlessly. may i see a ray of sunshine amidst all this. a ray of sunshine to tell me.. that things will get better, that it will all be alright soon. how i wish.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, April 30, 3:15 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6638402146253869557?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6638402146253869557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6638402146253869557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6638402146253869557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6638402146253869557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/title-claymore-my-rating-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3772628294809549138</id><published>2008-04-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T06:07:40.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sephiroth~~  dang dang dang da-da-da dang~~   Sephiroth!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. *ahem* excuse me, alright. about this weekend.. lets see, sat was work as usual. was fun. talk lots of crap and laugh like crap. enjoyed myself. got home at around 8, watch a little of Man Utd vs Chelsea and went to bed. was brutally fatigued. haha what odd language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was pretty good too. except for some spills... by some little devils. went to my uncle's house for his daughter's erm.. party, for which occasion i wasn't sure. but it was a lot of fun. though we didn't really do much. ate the first thing i got there. was introduced to Ling's boyfriend. didn't seem very friendly... well not to me i'm kind of sure. after that was just the TV. until bro' came, was more TV. until that crap brat Kai Xiang bugged us real bad to take him downstairs to play. treating us like his dogs, literally. if we refuse, he cries. its his specialty. he is like 7, and he's still crying over the pettiest things. over things like not having a toy that he wants, us not bringing him downstairs etc etc. i can't name all of it, well.. i don't want to. my blog doesn't have the space for that brat.  the only thing i can say about him is: looks = 7 year old, mentality = 3 year old. and i seriously mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we were dragged down in chains and shackles. bah, i don't even want to talk about what happened down there. ok lets pick up at... ah yes, when everyone left. just me and my bro' were left hanging around at my uncle's place. and we decided to move off soon after. wasn't very nice of us to stick around when everyone has left. so we took off about an hour after. was good. although i wasn't able to touch the piano for 2 days. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels great! familiar with page 1 of One-Winged Angel! page 2 please! lets keep it coming! sadly i wasn't able to proceed with Descendant of Shinobi. i don't have a reason, which is the funny part. Aeris's theme is still scrappy. gotta polish it! there are aims to hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing before calling it a post.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you x2&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Joanna&lt;br /&gt;repeat line 1*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i'm no good at birthday songs. well anyway, all the best for poly this year. be honored, i never sing birthday songs for anyone. and i've never had a special section for birthday people. haha! maybe i'm just afraid that she'd kick my face. hmmm, perhaps. anyway, enjoy your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, April 28, 6:07 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3772628294809549138?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3772628294809549138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3772628294809549138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3772628294809549138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3772628294809549138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/sephiroth-dang-dang-dang-da-da-da-dang.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6650944492945742321</id><published>2008-04-24T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:24:14.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i change my mind! Utawarerumono has a sad ending! *sobs* Yuzuha passed away....... *SOB* but its still my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling a bit ' down ' for the whole of today(cos Yuzuha passed away) so barely did anything other than playing the black &amp;amp; white and surfing around. actually still feeling rather down now to post bout anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuzuha. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuzuha. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, April 24, 11:19 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6650944492945742321?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6650944492945742321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6650944492945742321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6650944492945742321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6650944492945742321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-change-my-mind-utawarerumono-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-767201727935452916</id><published>2008-04-24T05:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:10:19.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet another day spent down at NP helping out the RAM business. freaking busy day. that was yesterday. 'worked' till 8. for 50 bucks is pretty good already. i shouldn't even be getting anything since i wasnt involved in the project. so anyway, came home at around 9+. hit the zebra for a while. after that was just anime all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the anime i was  watching was Utawarerumono. of course, instantly my favorite. wonderful anime. watched the first 7 episode yesterday at around 1 A.M. and finished the rest from yesterday till today. i really don't have anything to say about this anime. jus praises haha. excellent. havent sat down like this to watch an anime for a while now. and all the anime i watched were great. guess i'm just talented in picking anime aye? haha, rubbish. got pretty confusing towards the end. and the ending... well, satisfactory i would say. at least it was conclusive. Utawarerumono. 4.8/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great time to update a blog. people would be getting up to go to school or work now and i'm just preparing to go to sleep. well its really natural. like i said, i'm a nocturnal creature. i live during the dark and... well erm... during the day too. but i usually sleep through half the day. so that qualifies me as an official nocturnal being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, April 24, 6:11 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-767201727935452916?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/767201727935452916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=767201727935452916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/767201727935452916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/767201727935452916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/yet-another-day-spent-down-at-np.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6735967030496156820</id><published>2008-04-22T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T01:42:23.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok what have i been doing yesterday.. lets see. woke up late, around 11:45. supposed to go down to NP to help out at 12:00 but i felt i just had to hit the zebra for a while before i leave. and so i did. reached NP just when the major crowd had dissipated (is that a suitable word?). so i just hung around there, helping out with order registry and some paperwork. well i wouldn't say i didn't check out some girls.. but i'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got Descendant of Shinobi and One Winged Angel printed out the first thing i got home. started on both. i'm familiar with page one of Descendant of Shinobi now. as for One Winged Angel, i'm still crawling through the first two lines. but i pretty satisfied. perhaps i'm being overconfident hehe. its really fun playing One Winged Angel. though i still suck at it, its really fun just playing through the first two lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there will be more helping out at the RAM booth later on. will be hitting the bed soon. oh and erm, by the way, comments on the new layout guys? let me know how it looks. i kinda squeezed the imeem player in cos i didnt want to upgrade my blogger to layout (cos it sucks). the normal embed wouldnt fit nicely so i had to improvise.. creativity brought music to my blog! though not attractive at all haha! the three songs are my favorites. Candle Light by Koda Kumi, Jewel by Ayumi Hamasaki, Enrai by DoAsInfinity. enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 22 April, 1:03 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6735967030496156820?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6735967030496156820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6735967030496156820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6735967030496156820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6735967030496156820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-my-new-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-3570008521623673247</id><published>2008-04-21T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T04:23:23.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a pretty boring weekend.worked my saturday away. what a waste. will quit once the 3rd pay cut comes. bro' couldn't make it for the games over the weekend so it was even more boring. further disappointments when Reading were beaten by Arsenal. just hope they stay in the premiership for the next season. newcastle beat sunderland 2 - 0. great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've added an 'Aim' list to my blog. its what i hope to accomplish by the designated time. there will be more to add if i am able to get into ITE. thanks sheila for asking around. life is kinda rolling downhill right now, everything is not going well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda stumbled across this blog, a pretty girl, giving herself 90 days before committing suicide. she blogs about these 90 days as she counts down to her "performance". well, i've nothing to say, or rather i am in no position to say anything as its free will of a human being. was reading some of her posts, talking bout how dreaded her life is and so on. seriously don't seem bad at all in my opinion.. lets quote a small phrase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Basically, I had one of those days on which everything seems to work against you. It rained, my internet access got cut off for hours, I broke a nail, ran out of coffee and missed my bus (all in one day)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, i mean really come on! i've had days that were doggy worst than that. when i say days i meant consecutive days. that day don't sound bad at all. just... well a little unfortunate. man, i'd be hanging on the roof by my neck years ago if i were like her, not offending her mindset though. man i bet her life is way better than mine. well for one, she got great looks. well before i start concluding anything about this suicidal chronicle, i'll just point one thing out. maybe after 90 days she'll just delete the blog and go on living life, laughing at all who think she's dead. who knows? i certainly don't. well of course i hope thats what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i'll be heading down to NP to help out with my bro's little RAM booth. and i'm still awake. didn't play the piano over the weekend which sucked. finally able to complete Aeris's Theme but still scrappy as usual. its on my aim list. so peeps, can expect a video by then, provided i have the equipment. i've started on Tifa's Theme, plan to start Descendant of Shinobi, otherwise known as Yuffie's Theme tomorrow if i have the time. perhaps i might even print out One Winged Angel, but i'll probably freak out at the sheeets, as of my current skill level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lots to look forward to, and just wanna say, if Tania ever comes across my blog, you think your life sucks? you think you're the only one? gimme a break. someone here has a life much shitted up than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, April 21, 4:23 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-3570008521623673247?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3570008521623673247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=3570008521623673247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3570008521623673247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/3570008521623673247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/had-pretty-boring-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-1045426496533171379</id><published>2008-04-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:31:10.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so sad now. just got home an hour ago, got some money and went down for a big bag of nasi lemak downstairs. was so happy and eager to dig in. open the packet first thing i saw was a huge mosquito sticking on the chicken. i didnt know mosquitoes like to sting a deep fried piece of bloodless chicken. ok, close one eye. put the chicken one side and continue eating. and i was digging through the rice when a huge hornet popped out. i was like. wow! yummy! sarcasm people. i instantly got sick of it and dumped it. pity. i was so eager to munch my way through the rice. spoil my appetite. in the end i was still dog hungry cos i had literally no proper meal for the whole day. so had to settle for cup noodles. sad, and i adored their food so much. oh well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. ITE still hasnt given me an answer to my application. hope they do it soon. i'd like to start schooling ASAP. well the more obvious reason is cos 30 april is the end of my NS deferment. i'm scared!! army boy. gotta call them soon. fear for my life man. maybe its cos simei campus is still loaded. gotta check with them. if cant get myself into simei by 25 april den i'm gonna ask for a transfer to bedok campus. (sry sheila. its last resort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam it, didnt touch the piano at all today. or yesterday to be precise. ya thats rite man. piano for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, April 20, 1:10 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-1045426496533171379?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1045426496533171379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=1045426496533171379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1045426496533171379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/1045426496533171379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-so-sad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2961415629696990268</id><published>2008-04-16T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:01:46.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie people. i've decided to stop uploading videos.. i'm just too noob to put any videos up rite now. recording and posting songs like "you" or "shinjirareba koso" is really meaningless. anyone can play that kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to really grind myself up. i just need a lead i guess. might be months, might be years before i put up a video again. sorry folks. but then again, not like my previous videos were worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still going to record, but its probably for practice purposes only. will not post it up. unless i find it worthy of a public audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob* wad a noob pianist i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2961415629696990268?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2961415629696990268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2961415629696990268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2961415629696990268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2961415629696990268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/okie-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8863773008114579292</id><published>2008-04-14T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:59:59.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a busy weekend. friday was biking time with Ward and Kun. long ride so i'll just summarize. set out just before daybreak at 5:30am. met Ward at 6:20 and Kun at 7+... breakfast at Harbourfront and rode all over the City. went to Esplanade, singapore flier, fort canning and plaza SG. was a good ride, but wasnt as fun as previous rides. totally shagged till my eyes could barely open. reach home at 7:40pm, took a shower and slept till Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was the usual, bro' came over for match. was freakin disappointed with Reading. 0 - 2 to Fulham.. of all teams Fulham!! *sob* hope they dun make me lose confidence in them. newcastle drew  0 - 0 with Portsmouth. boring match to be frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun was fun. went biking again with my bros and justin. this time we went to Bukit Chandu via Kent Ridge Park, the nice place behind Caribbean Condo, had new york pizza at vivo and caught 2 matches at home. sad for Arsenal.. but nonetheless, they still have one more match yet to lose. Reading vs Arsenal this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i should key in the time of each post myself since the stupid blogger clock refuse to set my time at the correct region. damn you. create trouble for me. *pui*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 14 Apr, 2:00am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8863773008114579292?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8863773008114579292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8863773008114579292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8863773008114579292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8863773008114579292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/had-busy-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4986826326950160105</id><published>2008-04-09T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:01:04.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Irony Irony Irony. what an ironic situation. Ok, going back to decisive action, i have decided to go to ITE and not take private O levels. the course i am heading for is multimedia technology. according to NP, i will be able to get my pretty butt into multimedia animation with a multimedia technology NITEC certificate. how wonderful! NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, why do you guys think i was talking bout irony? lets recall. remember i used to blog on how much i hated ITE and wouldnt go there? even if you put a bullet in my dick? well well! guess what! I've got TWO bullets in my dick! ok for those who didnt understand the previous sentence, that means i AM going to ITE even after saying i would never go. isn't that ironic? yes it is! and its so thick you cant cut through it even with a chainsaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting irony and bullets and dicks aside, i've been trying to get a new record up. but somehow mistakes pop up where they should not. so i am having difficulty getting a perfect record. how unusual of me ;)   another thing, its burning my pockets to feed the camera. ah yes, the pain and agony in which a talented musician has to suffer and endure. keyword is TALENTED. hehe. ok i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sponsors anyone? just batteries! come on! i know you guys wanna see my videos so bad you get withdrawal symptoms when you don't see any new ones XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?kcisevol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4986826326950160105?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4986826326950160105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4986826326950160105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4986826326950160105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4986826326950160105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/irony-irony-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2253506218219110129</id><published>2008-04-03T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:44:47.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decisive acts. its exactly what i need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! i've decided. i'm going to ITE. theres no way i can afford full time private O level studies. 10k for all the lessons! no way man. stamped out! ' MISS '  ok so i've decided to go ITE. but there are still problems. the course i wanna go is digital animation. but theres a drawing test to be passed if i am to qualify. and i cant draw for shit. so its highly unlikely that i'll be able to go to that course. so sad.. so i figured, maybe i can take tourism, a 1 year course, and take private O levels at the same time. this way i can defer from NS and not have to take full time private O lessons. how cheap! all i wish now is everything will go ahead smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah regrets. a wonderful feeling. great to keep your mind busy in bed when you just cant fall asleep. with thoughts that make one want to murder oneself. indeed. i got a few. big and small. of course i've mentioned my biggest, which is quitting piano lessons. now i regret not applying for Digital Animation for NITEC during JAE. if i had, i wont have to take that stupid drawing test. screw tests. i cant draw but that doesnt mean i cant do animations damn it. and of course before this, i regret not studying for O levels. i'm surprised that i'm still alive. my wrists could have been slit pretty darn long ago. well, maybe its just waiting to happen. who knows? perhaps saturday's newspaper will show my face. " Teen Flies Off PSA Tower "    cool! newspaper front page for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its The End In The End....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2253506218219110129?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2253506218219110129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2253506218219110129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2253506218219110129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2253506218219110129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/decisive-acts.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4101599111485239804</id><published>2008-03-26T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:30:44.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i've had a pretty average day. work was unusually boring today. but it was kinda slack so at least it wasn't very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a few games of KW with ward. wasnt satisfied though. ward! u careful! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having many thoughts nowadays. its nothing about my reflections dun worry. i've been thinking 'scripts' for awhile. i've had ideas that would be nice if it were made out into an anime. or if it were to happen in real life which is obviously fantasizing. pretty interesting and fun to be thinking these stuff. that should clue you that i'll be day-dreaming a lot for days to come. *hints* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to make my second video very soon. or maybe not too soon if i cant get my hands in control. i think i have alien hands. ever heard bout something like that? doubt so huh. yea i'm nuts. duh, of course i'm nuts... i've got 2! ok that was sick. * slaps myself * alrite, i'll just stop here for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. JOANNA COME BACK WORK!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4101599111485239804?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4101599111485239804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4101599111485239804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4101599111485239804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4101599111485239804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-ive-had-pretty-average-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2060124720651713916</id><published>2008-03-25T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:53:39.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets have a recap on the past few days. nothing to recap actually. just the past weekend, sat was edward's first  day at work. had intensive flagging on sat. then after work there was newcastle vs fulham at home. caught the match with my bros. sunday wasnt much either. woke up like shit late, went for lunch and pretty much did nothing till 7. went to west mall for dinner with WM. then my bro and him went off doing essays. then my cousin and i went to the arcade to burn some time. seem like i burnt my pockets instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are, monday. oh wait, its officially tuesday now. rite. so yesterday was pretty boring too.. since when was work fun. well at least it was more fun than sat to be frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my stinky hands on kane's wrath! but seriously, it was quite a disappointment. well maybe i shouldn't be judging yet since i only played like an hour and had a brief game on with all the new sub factions. but looked to me as though seeker spam and scorpion spam will still be rather common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i really have nothing to post about anymore. this post will be boring. rite. thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2060124720651713916?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2060124720651713916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2060124720651713916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2060124720651713916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2060124720651713916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-have-recap-on-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-4518140567330150053</id><published>2008-03-17T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:13:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have uploaded a video of me playing the piano. but i must first warn everyone that picture and sound quality is very low. lighting is bad as well which makes my left hand a blackish blur. since i wasnt able to get my hands on some decent equipment, guess i'll have to settle for this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit my friendster profile to view the video. drop a comment on the video if you like be it good or bad.(about the video pls not about me XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to apologize for the lack of quality. i will upload another one soon and this time i will do my best to ensure the quality is much better than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: You&lt;br /&gt;From: Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-4518140567330150053?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4518140567330150053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=4518140567330150053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4518140567330150053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/4518140567330150053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-uploaded-video-of-me-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6125244144075805913</id><published>2008-03-14T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:07:24.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent posted anything few days ago due to work. lets review. i don't really like this job. don't think its my type. involves lots of communication with strangers. mostly tourists. i ain't no talker so perhaps i'm not cut out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shagged me out the past few days. had my tuesday and thursday offs brutally taken away from me.. *sob* well not brutally. can say i volunteer. well they ask me and i guess i just didn't have the heart to reject. i'm too soft. maybe i should harden up a little. yea like " fuck you for taking away my off ".. now that just sound horrible. lets not do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now quitting this job is still under consideration. maybe after another month i'll pack my stuff and scram. or i could make a huge scene before going. that would be ugly. so i shan't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a job, i want O level subjects, i want japanese lessons, i want manga lessons.. but i have no time. just the job is taking me all my time. you can tell by the significant drop in rate of my cabal character leveling. its freaking obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ichi 1, ni 2, san 4! i felt like burying my head in a pile of shit then. *sob* and they were so pretty. *sobsob*..... aah jap girls.. i love em. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6125244144075805913?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6125244144075805913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6125244144075805913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6125244144075805913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6125244144075805913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/havent-posted-anything-few-days-ago-due.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7921658619088539211</id><published>2008-03-10T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:14:48.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally a permanent part-time job for me! thats great!! that sucks too! hmm.. that seemed wrong. well its good cos i finally have a job to keep myself busy with. and i'll have income for myself. all those items on my list are going off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, i'll lose my freedom to sleep like a pig. to start off, i have undoubtedly become a nocturnal creature. its going to be hard to sacrifice my days sleep for work. but i will persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i've started playing cabal and its a bad sign. i love that game. which is why i emphasized ' bad sign '. damn asiasoft better not convert it to a pay to play game after official launch. bloody screwed up singaporean money craving dicks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7921658619088539211?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7921658619088539211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7921658619088539211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7921658619088539211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7921658619088539211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-permanent-part-time-job-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-5984473052430294508</id><published>2008-03-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:25:33.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent some time last night reading all the old posts. back then was like kinda serious stuff but now. they seem to have comical value left. reading back on old posts sure can make one laugh hard. well i did laugh at my old posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my hard disk too full and i can't play cabal. *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-5984473052430294508?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5984473052430294508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=5984473052430294508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5984473052430294508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/5984473052430294508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/spent-some-time-last-night-reading-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-6424412615767774272</id><published>2008-03-02T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T15:48:02.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm thinking of recording my piano playings and posting them on youtube. maybe its a far-fetched idea since i can hardly play a piece perfectly. but i'll try. for now, i have yet to obtain a stand. and i'm not too sure if my camera has the quality for piano videos. when the time comes i will post a video on my friendster profile. so do check it out when it is out. and let me know then if it is any good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just my way of getting my comments up XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-6424412615767774272?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6424412615767774272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=6424412615767774272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6424412615767774272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/6424412615767774272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-thinking-of-recording-my-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-7551945396496836821</id><published>2008-03-01T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:40:37.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title: ~Suika~ &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;水夏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Hentai, romance&lt;br /&gt;My Rating: ☆☆☆☆☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally a hentai that depicts love stories instead of mindless fucking. at 1 sex scene per episode, it is most likely a turn off for most hentai seekers. but not for me though, i fell in love with this title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a collection of four love stories, told in four episodes(i've yet to find the fourth T.T) and coincidentally, all of it took place at the same time and in the same village of Tokiwa. i'm not going to evaluate any further, since i must begin my hunt for the fourth episode. the second episode put me to tears! *sobs* maybe i cry too much. no! that cant be! ah whatever.  just one note, if you are one who only likes non stop sex, give this a pass. no way this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my favorite hentai! banzai! but then there really ain't any hentai that i really liked, other than akiba girls. why, i think i'll have a place for it in my all time favorite anime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for Wet Summer Days! hip hip hurray!  x3 ichiban! saiko des!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: hentai falls under the ANIME catagory. so it is still considered an anime for those who didn't know and i believe everyone knows it and i just wasted a few seconds typing this note.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-7551945396496836821?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7551945396496836821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=7551945396496836821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7551945396496836821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/7551945396496836821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/02/title-wet-summer-days-genre-hentai.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-2113528304235607954</id><published>2008-02-29T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:05:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boy, i just realized how lifeless i am. hmm, define my life. whats the definition of my life. does it even have one? indeed, you cant define my life, cos i ain't got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what exactly do i do that makes me a lifeless person? lets see, waking up way past noon, confine myself to my room and basically just stare at the com (hentai) and press the piano. ah yes, piano, isn't that a rather productive activity? not exactly if you see it through my perspective. i'm not going anywhere with the piano, as in, no improvements. would that be productive? i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've sort of imprisoned myself to my home. i don't leave unless someone asks me out which, unfortunately is pretty darn rare. i'm not that known i suppose and not very liked by people whom i know. well that was a rather obvious comment. who would like a lifeless person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i've stated before on this god forsaken blog (mind you this god is my imagination) the things i would like to have accomplished this year. lets recap, i talked about picking up japanese, getting a job, private Os, learn to draw some basic manga. well its end of february and... none of these were put into action. even Os! believe it or not i've not yet signed up for private O courses. hey CMPB take me! yoohoo~.. just what exactly am i thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm beginning to think that i'm defeating the purpose of having this blog. its become a place where i come to reflect on myself, to punch out my thoughts in beautiful texts. i'm truly shocked that there are still hits on the counter. yes... yess! read my mind! oh gosh, i'm turning into a psychopath.. am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the greatest artists of the world! i summon you! i give you the task of painting my life! oh... wait a minute, i don't have one. alright then! draw me a life and paint it in the most flamboyant ways you can think of!&lt;br /&gt; (ps. correct my english if i may be wrong in any usage of vocabulary)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-2113528304235607954?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2113528304235607954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=2113528304235607954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2113528304235607954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/2113528304235607954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/2008/02/boy-i-just-realized-how-lifeless-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Pianoholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568481532352226327</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-1721407236686518001.post-8576310714391519373</id><published>2008-02-24T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:05:05.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going nuts bout piano. same goes for final fantasy. been getting really addicted to final fantasy 7 soundtracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to adopt a way of playing the piano that is really effective for improvement. i've been playing for 14 years and still at the same level of skill. sad. wonder how ppl get so good. found another person on youtube that is really skilled. 5 years of playing and he's so freaking skilled. i admire, i'm inspired but i still suck.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Is My Master. de next anime i'm getting. yes it looks great! haha tho its quite ecchi. alot more ecchi than other anime. but de first epi gave me the feel that its going to be a good watch (not cos of de extra boobs and pantsu mind u) de storyline looks good. and de genre is my type. so..... yes i'm looking forward to it ^^. i'm also getting final fantasy 7 advent children and final fantasy 7 last order. hehe looks like i'm getting into final fantasy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1721407236686518001-8576310714391519373?l=iareblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iareblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8576310714391519373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1721407236686518001&amp;postID=8576310714391519373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1721407236686518001/posts/default/8576310714391519373'/><link rel='self' 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