<?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-18895467</id><updated>2011-07-31T18:33:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-` the world that leaks out my secrets `-</title><subtitle type='html'>-` ..where every thought in my mind is being revealed.. `-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18895467.post-7604790800006938520</id><published>2010-10-02T05:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T01:48:45.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- This blog never dies... -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back on this BLOG. It NEVER dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong urge to just, re-modify the whole page. But I'm seriously not in the mood to do any HTML codings for now. I did a little tweak with the resolution to keep up with today's wide screen technology and that's about it, so I hope non of you view my blog as " too big ". I'm kinda stuck on working on another web page which apparently, is going to be used as a portfolio ( as part of the foundation requirement. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://woofyyy.weebly.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woofyyy.weebly.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just barely started on it like, 2 weeks ago? With the help of Glenn ( Idk if you're even reading this but, its only right to pay some credits. ) So its barely even constructed. Though HTML is one of the ricebowl during my poly years, I hadn't been touching those computer language for almost 3 years already. And my knowledge on HTML back then is just mediocre ( I HATED IT. PROLLY MY WORST MODULE. ), needless to say now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so much to share, so little time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just summarize how its like in The UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) All girls own a pair of boots here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Noise-cancelling Headphones are hot around here. ( I just got a Sennheiser one yesterday :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Everyone thinks I'm 18. They say they are envious of how people in Singapore look so young whilst being so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I actually think racism in Singapore is more common than in The UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) A McDonald's meal cost 5 Pounds here; And their pancakes and KFC taste horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Me and my Dorm mates don't know how to cook at all. But we still eat what we cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) We use half a small bottle of Soy Sauce everytime, coupled with a few scoops of salt and sugar. No onions or ginger so we let the life threatening seasoning do the job. But hell, they tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Never hang out with mainland chineses during meal times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) European guys don't know how to wash the dishes ( Literary ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) All the cool girls ride bicycles to school. A strange mix of hotness and nerdiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have like a whole list queueing up, waiting for me to just type them all here. I guess I'll do 10 per update. That should make it run like a serial comedy on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad I chose the Bellerbys Foundation routes instead of the usual Into-( Insert desired Uni ) programmes. The good news is, University of Bristol and Warwick are within reach, and I don't necessarily need to stick with Birmingham to do a Degree in Social Media which I've been offered ( That is fixed. I don't wanna do media !!! ). Bad news is, IELTS requirement for Bristol and Warrick are 7.5 and 7.0 respectively ( Thats equivalent to SG's A1 and A2 for A Levels ). Of course there are 8.0 and 8.5 ( distinction ) but that is impossible, or almost. One of the Hong Kongers around here told me that on average, only two students get 8.0 per year in his country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a little at ease when one of my coursemate told me he got 5.5 for IELTS before. ( And his English wasn't exactly very good ) So at least, I know where I stand. 6-ish is achieveable I believe. Time to work some asses off for that damned 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS : My horoscope says 7 is my lucky number.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign Off,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-7604790800006938520?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/7604790800006938520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=7604790800006938520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/7604790800006938520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/7604790800006938520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-blog-never-dies.html' title='- This blog never dies... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-9075670551588496679</id><published>2009-05-29T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:55:18.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Wolves -</title><content type='html'>Wolverhampton is back in EPL next season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to look forward to! They've been missing since 2003 and its been real loooooongg its about time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; haven't asked my officers on whether I could take off during the 2nd audition period. Didn't have a clear cut chance to do it. Well, I've got like 1 more week to ask them before the 1st round start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That prolly would decide whether I'll join the queue on the 6th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-9075670551588496679?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/9075670551588496679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=9075670551588496679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/9075670551588496679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/9075670551588496679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolves.html' title='- Wolves -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-5621895206800076993</id><published>2009-05-26T19:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:49:37.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- This sucks. -</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling extremely down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna get f*** tommorrow when I get back to camp. I was supposed to attend a meeting with all the high rankers like an hour ago, but I failed to turn up cause I was really caught up with a personal issue till it didn't came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bombarded with sooooooooo many assignments and my job scope is definately way beyond my rank. And oftenly, these job piles on intense pressure ( like an ultimate stress test ) on me day in day out and I can only pray cock up don't occur, or I'll just die big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather go get myself back into a combat unit and risk getting my wrist on permanent injury than carry on this shit load of job anymore. Thats how bad I feel I'm being abused as an NSF right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been through enough of these already for the past 21 years of my life and its certainly making a drastic change on me. I could feel it and its withering me and my personality everyday. I don't think I'm as lively as I was like 6-7 years ago? Its like I've almost totally ran out of steam to keep up with the pace of this stressful society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Aquarius thrives on freedom and creativity. These two factors would naturally build the character of an Aquarius over time. But my life has been almost totally restricted - My family, some of the masses around me who have a total opposite way of thinking from me and now, regimentation ( horrible restrictions and following of orders in the army ) for 1 more year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably explains why I really miss a few people out there who truely understands me and those few are really people whom I can really just pour my sorrows on and just totally be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, for the majority of these people, I've already lost contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired,&lt;br /&gt;F***.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously, need a break..&lt;br /&gt;Wolfy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-5621895206800076993?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5621895206800076993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5621895206800076993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5621895206800076993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5621895206800076993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-sucks.html' title='- This sucks. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6356285761422431169</id><published>2009-05-10T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:06:13.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Funny animation -</title><content type='html'>You guys should really check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Japanese TV animation that goes in short series. Trust me, its really entertaining and funny to watch. Its not really amuzing if you stop watching it only after the first few clips so remember to keep watching on series after series because each of them are inter-related; Which makes it really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ybUmzWClDio"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ybUmzWClDio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6356285761422431169?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6356285761422431169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6356285761422431169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6356285761422431169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6356285761422431169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-animation.html' title='- Funny animation -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-2078955266749696259</id><published>2009-05-03T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:59:27.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- SG Idol -</title><content type='html'>I've registered for the SG Idol Auditions on the 1st of May and my reference number is 01177.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can go buy 4-D liao. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining the idol contest is like a total no-no if you were to ask me long time ago. But now since I'm in the army, and nothing is happening, I thought this would be a perfect breakaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just hope that my superiors would let me go for the contest hahaha. I haven't asked them yet actually. Gonna do that tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-2078955266749696259?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/2078955266749696259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=2078955266749696259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2078955266749696259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2078955266749696259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/05/sg-idol.html' title='- SG Idol -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-2532541922005714376</id><published>2009-04-28T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:28:39.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- o.- -</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to type today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... today is the first time ever that I visited a SAF medical centre. For some reason, I just felt like vomitting earlier this morning? I thought I just need a little rest but one of my warrant just insisted me on reporting sick =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, he actually forced me to go home. I'm actually like " &lt;em&gt;I've got things to do &lt;/em&gt;" but he says " &lt;em&gt;No! you go home!&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever been crazy enough to reject a free day off from work before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was so bored I decided to redo the &lt;em&gt;So Small&lt;/em&gt; country version to Acoustic on my playlist. I redone it over and over and finally got fed up - Its soooooo damn difficult to sing and play an instrument and be sure that both sounds well. When you concentrate on one thing, the other one just go totally astray. I know this new recording sounds horrible especially at the second half when my voice just went totally off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't care !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I've got the mood some other day, I'll just give it another go to improve on it :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-2532541922005714376?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/2532541922005714376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=2532541922005714376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2532541922005714376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2532541922005714376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/04/o.html' title='- o.- -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6288256486146587838</id><published>2009-04-20T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:56:25.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Sg Idol 3 -</title><content type='html'>Singapore Idol 3 auditions starts on the 1st of May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like so much fun, so much so that I would love to give it a try :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm stuck in NS !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone got any clue whether if I could defer NS for a couple of months or something??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to ask my superiors cause I bet they will conjure up stories about being impossible to defer - They will &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; let me leave that place because I'm holding onto soooo much important job roles that if I were to leave, its gonna cause a pretty massive chaos in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): ,&lt;br /&gt;Wolf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6288256486146587838?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6288256486146587838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6288256486146587838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6288256486146587838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6288256486146587838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/04/sg-idol-3.html' title='- Sg Idol 3 -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-5601728388074356400</id><published>2009-04-14T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:22:45.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ahhhhhhhhhhh... -</title><content type='html'>Today is a sad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been given an additional task today - a new set of burden - to mend the armoury. So now my job scope would be, whole institude's transport manager, food and beverage manager, mend the weapons, go out field and train reservists for nights in the jungle and 4 guard duties a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just not long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been given 1 extra duty for allowing my men to sleep a slight bit longer during guard duty&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and the allowance I get per month? S$770. &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/18895467-5601728388074356400?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5601728388074356400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5601728388074356400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5601728388074356400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5601728388074356400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='- ahhhhhhhhhhh... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6528947164940234029</id><published>2009-04-12T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:16:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Essentric -</title><content type='html'>AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart &lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. E&lt;strong&gt;ccentric personality&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from " Sweet Personality " and self-proclaiming myself as " intelligent and attractive", I think all else are true lol. And I couldn't help but laugh at the word " Eccentric ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic, yea. I believe everything can do done as long as there is a strong will at its backing. Things has always been done this way for me. Honest, very. But I'm so honest sometimes I can be really blunt. So please don't be offended if I happened to criticise you one day - I'm just speaking my mind and not lying you off just to put you down. Its for the better isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent? I think I've very much lived my life all these years like this. I hardly ever approached my parents for even a conversation, needless to say, a favour. Maybe I'll falter one day if this belief of believing in only myself goes on. Let's just see how long I can last like this :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem like a really simple guy on the outside, one who goes "anything lah" about everything, but everytime when I'm quiet, there are &lt;strong&gt;loads&lt;/strong&gt; of thinking going on in my little head in there. I love fantasies and imagination and critical in depht, out-of-the-box thinking and Music is a medium to assist me with the mood. So if you see me picking up the mp3, you know its not just the music going on in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly? Well.. still friendly, but not as friendly as before. Haha. Perhaps its also something to do with the living environment, about learning that sometimes, its good to be firm and be nasty ( bet hardly anyone sees my venom before :p ). I kinda believe that special treatment only should be given to the special one instead these days. If not, what makes the difference between a friend and a partner? ( Ok evil :/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S,&lt;br /&gt;Wolf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6528947164940234029?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6528947164940234029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6528947164940234029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6528947164940234029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6528947164940234029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/04/essentric.html' title='- Essentric -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-2708529224987329688</id><published>2009-03-30T19:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:35:20.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- This World -</title><content type='html'>Early today, heading home as usual, I saw this girl, around age of 18 or more. Her hands were on her pregnant tummy. She was screaming aimless on the streets and everyone was looking on. It looked as if she was in pain at first but later, there was this guy who caught up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally drama like. The girl was screaming like there is no tommorrow and her screams could be heard 300-400 metres away. The guy, most prolly her boyfriend, was totally clueless on what to do to calm down the completely insane girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a need to think, I guess you guys could figure what triggered that whole event from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel world ain't it? Its just another story that I will definately turn into a piece of music and put it into my " &lt;em&gt;Walk Of Life&lt;/em&gt; " portfolio album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side, I couldn't believe my luck - Apart from my love life, everything else for me seems kinda too lucky lol. I think somehow, there is this guardian angel that is looking after me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the umpteen time I've been through something that I still couldn't believe it for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going home a couple of days ago, and since I have the habit of holding onto my wallet, I got lazy one day and just rest it on top of my huge tennis bag. Then unconsiously, I slinged it behind my back. And the wallet was barely clinging onto my bag behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for about 45++ mins I've been jumping, douging the crowds and dashing across the road. Then I finally alighted the MRT. This lady tapped on behind me and pointed out that my wallet is loosely clinging onto my bag behind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY THIEF WOULD HAVE GRABBED MY WALLET BY JUST LIFTING HIS FINGER ALL THAT WHILE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this lady all the blessing she can get for the rest of her life for such a kind act. At least, I know that this world is still beautiful, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've finally did my first piano+vocal recording. It was very impromtu and I didn't have a piano sheet for this piece. So I randomly banged the keys to try to suit the notes so pardon me if it sounds abit noobish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I think I sound abit off -.- plus, the piano is kinda louder than my voice. But I didn't have a choice cause the microphone is in-built on the laptop so there is no way I can sound louder than my piano. I wanted to do a second recording but my mum returned home. I didn't want to sing and record on myself in front of her cause that is like, so wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. My hand itchy now lah. I wanna make all my tracks in my playlist sound perfect so I'll be re-recording all of them time after time till I think its the way I want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Perfectionist :/ ,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-2708529224987329688?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/2708529224987329688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=2708529224987329688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2708529224987329688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2708529224987329688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-world.html' title='- This World -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-5479185429903997078</id><published>2009-03-23T21:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:23:00.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Me and my guitar :D -</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tntx2SkEDI&amp;hl=en&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/9tntx2SkEDI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS COUPLE IS SO LUCKY !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how flawlessly they both did the song together. Such beautiful combination will only occur when there is chemistry involved. Two song birds together = This kind of relationship so turns me on LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always loved to have a duet partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the better female vocalists that I know of out there are either working on genre such as Christian, Jazz, Acapella. Its so hard to find a country, pop acoustic female counterpart in Singapore ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I've decided to make a playlist of my own recordings. I'll add on more and more as time goes by. Perhaps I'll do some piano in time, or even head down to studio to do my own rendition on a song. Its located on the right side of my blog. The playlist might take sometime to load cause its flash. If your comp doesn't support flash, there is this little link below called " &lt;em&gt;Wolfyyys Recording&lt;/em&gt; ". Clicking it will lead you do a seperate pop up screen and load from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I actually made the background music to be my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How crude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just happened to take down this recording while I was playing around with this online multi-player KTV thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.meetoto.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to get past your time lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its just me and my guitar. Somehow, I'm just never satisfied with my own voice. I always thought I have a gay voice. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two months gonna be nice on me. At least not for the coming weekend though - I have guard duty on Sunday. Sigh. It just feels like for the next 14 days its gonna be a long week without a proper break. The thought of it is just so demoralising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron hold on, time will fly in a blink of an eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope thats the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda semi-emoing these days. Whats going with me? Argh lol. I'm always thinking about soo sooooo many things :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-5479185429903997078?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5479185429903997078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5479185429903997078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5479185429903997078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5479185429903997078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-and-my-guitar-d.html' title='- Me and my guitar :D -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-3712820368696552158</id><published>2009-03-09T18:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:19:06.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Cold, queer jokes -</title><content type='html'>Some people around me tend to be really annoying, yet amuzing at times. In fact, for some reason, everyone loves to irritate me. When I asked them why, they always say " &lt;em&gt;Cause I just love to see your expressions and reactions&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was checking on a few of my men today and I saw this one guy by the desk working on something. I approached him and then he turned to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Aaron I got something that I personally did for you.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dI8JJ82bYGA/SbT616Q_O4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cB3hPs8SahU/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dI8JJ82bYGA/SbT616Q_O4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cB3hPs8SahU/s400/img002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311145664657177474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;This is an imaginary friend for you to play with when you're bored. Hahahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today I walked a long ass route to the cookhouse to submit the ration indents for the next three weeks. I was about to hand it over to the cookhouse manager when this one officer saw me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Aaron ah, what you doing down here?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Just handing over ration indents for the next few weeks, Sir &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked over and took a look at the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Oie, why you indent food on the 1st and 2nd of April? Its a holiday leh! The following day also a break. You better go check with your encik before you submit all these again.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought I messed it all. Cause ration matters like this cannot be screwed up since it involves the food supply of the whole camp. I took this seriously so I hurried back to my office and checked with my direct superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;You toot head, 1st April is April Fools lah Aaron!&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT FOOLED EVEN BEFORE APRIL FOOL'S DAY ARRIVED. AND HOW LAME CAN A 50 YEAR OLD OFFICER BE. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay crap aside, I actually wanted to post a Youtube video of me singing with my guitar, since I know many people out there found their opportunity into the music industry through it. So I made one last night. But alas, my webcam has got lag time, so the movement of my mouth and the audio release doesn't tally at all, making it look all weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need to get a better webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-3712820368696552158?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/3712820368696552158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=3712820368696552158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3712820368696552158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3712820368696552158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold-queer-jokes.html' title='- Cold, queer jokes -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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/_dI8JJ82bYGA/SbT616Q_O4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cB3hPs8SahU/s72-c/img002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18895467.post-5732560681423495061</id><published>2009-02-28T03:24:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:52:40.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- To all girls whose boys are in the NS -</title><content type='html'>Carrie Underwood's music are totally unique in its own agenda unlike the usuals - dumb ballads and love songs - The sweet combination of a world class voice, the right lyrics that depicts real life situation that are far less common out there and the perfect country melody. Winner of American Idol Season 5 &amp; a rare country singer, try listening to three of her pieces and see how you can relate yourself to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, For all the girls out there whose boys are serving NS, and for those whose other half died in the cause of war and/or terrorism. This video masterfully portrays the heart-wrenching, intense emotional effects of losing someone ( I could seriously cry watching and listening to this! ) This video is for you :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=59121" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=1713823510&amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="375" height="320" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Carrie Underwood - Just A Dream&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (** Note : Press on the Stop Load button by the browser to stop playing the background music. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who has got cheated by your other half, This is for you ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=59121" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=233299234&amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="375" height="320" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what happened before you got cheated months ago? Perhaps you'll get some clue from the next video :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=59121" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=1552624398&amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="375" height="320" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, for those still in love for a long time, check out " &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My life would suck without you &lt;/span&gt;" just a few post below this. Enjoy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-5732560681423495061?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5732560681423495061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5732560681423495061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5732560681423495061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5732560681423495061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-all-girls-whose-boys-are-in-ns.html' title='- To all girls whose boys are in the NS -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-4648080673477333224</id><published>2009-02-23T21:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:33:12.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- A confession -</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;**Note : This is going to be one of my confessions. It is also the first time I've done a confession to the public. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffering from monday blues once again. So I just randomly clicked on some folders on My Documents. Lotsa old junk crap.. then I came by this folder.. contains the old chat logs that is about 1 to 2 years old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw this few particular chat logs with this particular someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of a sudden after reading through every single of the logs for a few hours, something strange started going on inside me.. suddenly, I miss this person alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiousity got the better of me, so I tried my luck by googling her over the web. And its only now that I found out about something I never knew back then. I found her auctioning some of my belongings that I left with her, all totaling up to almost a few hundred bucks. Of course, she didn't told me she did that back then when I found out that my stuffs were missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was angry. Then I realised that she did that all out of hatred, simply because I broke her heart back then 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I could still remember telling her straight :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;I think its better if we stop contacting one another. I'm tired of waiting on you for the past one year.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept quiet after. I wasn't sure if that hurt her because I just can't figure if she was true to me, or just toying with my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that incident, I was pretty upset with her for quite sometime. We're just so close to one another and we're doing things that a boy-girl friend would do, and yet we just couldn't make it official simply because, she never fails to give me false hope. It was a one year game of she baiting me into chasing after her and then only to be let down by her at the end of the day. Frustration sets in at times, and the next thing would be a bout of arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to play the jealousy game. I thought by partially hinting her I was in contact with another female, that would make her wake up her ideas abit, and also give me a hint of whether she truely has feeling for me, or just playing with me. Of course, I didn't actually dated another girl. Its just some imaginary scare that I made up for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was extremely upset when she thought I was getting close to another girl all of a sudden. And I could see her "stalking" me to actually try to find out who this other girl was. I was happy for that moment. I know this sounds really childish of me. But such is the kind of thinking you'll have when you're so lost in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now as I look back in time, I think I have been outrageously cruel. I did confide this with a few people and they told me from their point of view :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;If I were that girl, I would have cried for months because of what you did.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really didn't know it was going to be this bad. Back then, I was just really upset with her everything, I just couldn't help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then again, if I were to think of it, this girl is one of a kind, and I knew she is the one I want to be with. We had ten times the fun I've ever had with my other exs. Now I wish I could go back in time to change it all.. or perhaps someday.. I could bump into her hopefully.. and make it up to her twice, or even thrice.. for I miss the fun we used to have back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just where on earth are you now, Bevin?&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-4648080673477333224?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/4648080673477333224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=4648080673477333224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4648080673477333224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4648080673477333224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/02/confession.html' title='- A confession -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-566121815167398580</id><published>2009-02-20T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:01:09.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Insurance -</title><content type='html'>Its a friday evening and I'm happily heading home when this girl, around her early twenties, maybe even nineteen, approached me. And as expected, its some sales crap. I thought I didn't want to dissappoint someone who is just trying to make some money by saying a straight no, so I stood there and entertained her abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;So how old are you?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;21&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now she really wants to make some money off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;What are you working on now?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Well.. currently serving NS.. &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing, she goes on like a machine gun " &lt;em&gt;Well you see, bank gives you a miserable 0.5% interest. However, if you save up now with us, you get 1430 dollars every year as total interest&lt;/em&gt; " .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so well versed with her knowledge on that insurance plan she never stopped a second just to take a breath. I was dying to catch up with what she is introducing me. In the end, I gave up trying to comprehend her complex explanation. My mind was totally blanked so I was set on an auto-answering mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Isn't this plan great?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Oh yea.. sure is..&lt;/em&gt; " - Pretends to be interested, looking at the piece of paper as the girl fumbles with her writings and scales drawn on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;You get so much more money back compared to the bank's interest right?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Uh huh... &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Lets just work on on how much cash you'd get in 3 years time. You're 21 years old right?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;I think so&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gave me a startled look and laughed - " &lt;em&gt;You don't know how old are you?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Yeah, kinda&lt;/em&gt; " - I realised something was wrong, paused, both of us in an akward silence. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;What did you say again?&lt;/em&gt; " -I asked-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;How old are you..&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Oh I'm 21. &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole conversation lasted more than 30 minutes and she was freaking laughing all the way after countless mistakes I've made in my answers. Its like we're just trash talking :/ Okay, it was a total waste of time so I figured I just gave her my "details" and asked her to send me a brochure. She was happy, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad can I be :/&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-566121815167398580?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/566121815167398580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=566121815167398580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/566121815167398580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/566121815167398580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/02/insurance.html' title='- Insurance -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-4479730164276219894</id><published>2009-02-12T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:05:03.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Sing, With emotion -</title><content type='html'>Singing to me, is like an alternate way of expressing my deep, heartfelt thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could listen to a single piece of music over and over for months just to study how an artiste vocalise each and every word to the use of instruments in the background, then conclude on how to express my emotions into a piece of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think this sounds cheezy to most of you :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently studying on the current background music. Such a beautiful song T-T.. and the amazing music video definately creamed up the already perfect piece of country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I'll be singing for the rest of my life. And I hope that would be the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby why you leave me..&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go..&lt;br /&gt;I was countin' on forever..&lt;br /&gt;Now I never know..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-4479730164276219894?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/4479730164276219894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=4479730164276219894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4479730164276219894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4479730164276219894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/02/sing-with-emotion.html' title='- Sing, With emotion -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-23056678670716871</id><published>2009-02-10T19:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:58:43.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- I'm 21! -</title><content type='html'>This video is just so fun lol. Kelly Clarkson looks as pretty as ever :D My life would &lt;strong&gt;suck&lt;/strong&gt; without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=59121" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=9466065001&amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="375" height="320" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm officially an adult now. 21 years old!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I was late for work on my birthday - monday - I was so late I decided to change out of my civilian clothes to my army uniform in the taxi on the high way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indian driver just couldn't keep his eyes off me while I'm at it. Of course, I did warned him before hand that I need to change and its urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At at end of the ride I thought I'd just gave him an additional 2 dollar tips for traumatizing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officer was strange that day. He didn't mentioned a single word about me being late and was pretty laxed. Good for me then. Later that night, animal gang chose some italian resturant to celebrate my 21st. The manager of the resturant was being nice and gave me two free shots as a gift. Thats pretty expensive. How nice of him though - Good way of nurturing returning customers :S -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks animal friends for everything that night. lol. Animal family - wow - I think I still remember how this term came about. Back then in secondary school, everyone represents an animal. I think I could still remember each of the assigned... lets see.. swine, goose, duckling, fox? Think there should be more. Just need time to fully reminisce them all . Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My distant relatives made an unexpected appearance on sunday for a family sort of celebration thought I was quite sick that day. There is one girl who is a distant cousin that I've never seen in my life before. She's kinda sweet and we talked abit. But ever since I shook hand with her, everything I touched after became cursed. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spoilt my workmate's storage card just by simply touching it. And that card has got all his work in it. I think he is pretty mad at me for bringing that kind of luck to him. And before that was the traumatized taxi driver. ( I could see it in his face ) And there are pretty much more events that I think I'm too lazy to type it all down since I'm going to have my dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MDC audition coming this march!&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-23056678670716871?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/23056678670716871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=23056678670716871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/23056678670716871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/23056678670716871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-21.html' title='- I&apos;m 21! -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-3745618797526819989</id><published>2009-01-29T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:14:14.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Life doesn't get any better -</title><content type='html'>I'm totally sick. Hadn't slept for the past 48 hours thanks to some stupid guard duty. Sneeze, cough, sore throat and a slight fever developing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can't stop worrying about so many things, no peace of mind even for a single minute lately these months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are aged 62 and 60 respectively and my dad just sat down with me for a couple of hours of heart to heart talk. He talks about not retiring because he wanted to use the money he earns years down the road to support me in my university studies. The looks of him, that old, frail figure was totally different from the volleyball coach I knew 10 years ago who was full of vitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts me. I love them. But I simply do not know how to even get near them because we all have complete different mindsets, making communication almost impossible. And to think of it, 10 years down the road he'll be 72 and it is more or less the average life span of a male citizen in Singapore. It seems so far, yet so near for me and the thought of it is just totally dreading. I want to really spend time with them... but I don't know how to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I've an ambition to take on a huge gamble on a career that I totally have no clue of what it'll turn out to be at the other end of the tunnel. As of for now, its just that dark fog that all I could see. This ambition of mine is certainly going to overshadow the wish of my parents to persue a degree, eventually, upsetting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I kept wondering and figuring how to get my life on track to the best way possiblel and its almost killing me. And things can't get any worser than having to work under a supervisior who uses threats and tantrums to get people to work when my mind is just thinking hard about my personal issues. And I have to work with him for the next one and a half year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need someone whom I can really pour my deepest thoughts and simply share my walk of life with another individual or two. But its just difficult to find one these days. I missed the feeling of sharing my life another individual. But I couldn't fall in love for almost 2 years ever since I fell so hard on the worst breakup I had then. And I've totally forgotten how to love and be loved. That magical feeling just never, ever appeared since then, despite dating a few girls during the 2 years. And I have to admit. Those girls are great. The problem lies with me. I figured that I really have to get myself back on track before I even start to care for another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm unconsiously losing faith in developing another relationship. Perhaps, it is also the reason to why I decided to persue a career that leaves me no time to worry about issues like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, am I doing the right thing? I feel like I've been really unfair to myself, using cheap excuses to cover up for matters that I'm trying to run from reality, just to take the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a long breakaway.. I really do..&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-3745618797526819989?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/3745618797526819989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=3745618797526819989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3745618797526819989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3745618797526819989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-doesnt-get-any-better.html' title='- Life doesn&apos;t get any better -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-3982767947592703371</id><published>2009-01-13T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:25:43.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Saddest job ever -</title><content type='html'>I can never be a "&lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;" sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I simply just don't have the heart to give the men under me anything unpleasant. These guys are awesome people, funny and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my job scope requires me to be the villian at times eg. - Select three random people for stand-by guards for the weekend. This job might sound easy, just pick three people and everything is done. But I'm an extremely welfare person. Sometimes, my guys really have personal issues to attend to over the weekends but there is simply nothing I can do but to submit their names. And as I type down the 3 chosen ones over the mail, those guys are sitting beside me... their eyes seemed a little teary ( to me ) ... like that sign of desperation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I have to submit the names of 10 people who are combat fit to be involved in a parade. You know, parades requires you to march under the sun for a heck load of hours and its over the timespan of a few days, including rehersals. Can you imagine how tough is it for me to choose that 10 people especially when we're short of men? And one of the 10 people is a 3rd sergeant! My play and workmate for god sake! The one whom we can tackle-gom each other like 8 year old boys. When he heard his name being called out for the parade, he gave me that sad, innocent expression on his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;HATE&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;JOB&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I went home pretty late cause of the never ending workload coming in. I saw this one fellow from my team under the same officer in-charge as me. He was standing like almost at the middle of the road with a piece of paper in his hand. I was like " &lt;em&gt;wtf do you think you are doing?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me that pretty sheepish look and showed me that piece of paper in his name stating " &lt;strong&gt;I Need A Ride to Ang Mo Kio MRT Station.&lt;/strong&gt; " and then told me that this method of hitching a free ride works for him sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has he gone insane? I heard stories from people in the other team saying that alot of people who worked under my this officer in-charge has changed over the months and a number of them turned into weird, sad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be like this 12 months down the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-3982767947592703371?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/3982767947592703371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=3982767947592703371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3982767947592703371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3982767947592703371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/01/saddest-job-ever.html' title='- Saddest job ever -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6052484881655142320</id><published>2009-01-09T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:47:56.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- 2009 -</title><content type='html'>This new year, I hope :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I get posted out of my unit, or maybe just, someone terminate my officer in-charge's contract, or just swap me to be under the command of another higher authority... anything... just get me away from that wicked man... thats all I wish for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Live my life on a higher note this time round. I've been pretty low key for the past 2-3 years. Its time to come out of my snail shell once more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My passion in music would get me somewhere in later part of this year; At least, show some signs of progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Furthur bump into many more nice, new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cut down on taxi spendings and perhaps, get a 2nd hand car :S It'd be extremely useful especially when I'm going to and fro to work almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I could step into a time machine and go back in time to when I was a six year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6052484881655142320?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6052484881655142320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6052484881655142320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6052484881655142320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6052484881655142320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='- 2009 -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-8367160793797375432</id><published>2009-01-02T19:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:06:05.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Source of entertainment -</title><content type='html'>I called up my sis and asked her to get me a mcspicy meal yesterday for dinner since she was outside and I'm dead hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" &lt;em&gt;But there isn't any mcdonald's around where I'm at now leh.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" &lt;em&gt;I dunno how you're gonna do it, but just go get it for me.&lt;/em&gt; " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;About an hour later when she got home, she gave me that kinda flushed look on her face. I asked her whats with that expression, she goes :- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" &lt;em&gt;I went to the counter at kfc and asked if they sell mcspicy. Then all the people around my area stared at me. All your fault!&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean seriously, how was I to know she'd even do such a thing. She is like 17 years old already. At that moment, I just couldn't help imagining how the people were thinking of her at that moment in time - &lt;em&gt;Is she deprived of her childhood to the point whereby this is her first meal at a fastfood resturant?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That incident for the day just set me in a mood to do another prank on her. HEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just randomly looking around the house after my meal and found the "&lt;em&gt; humble little whiteboard&lt;/em&gt; " that my sis used to call it in her bedroom. And I saw her new year resolutions being written on it :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286656233356334610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dI8JJ82bYGA/SV351ZbPFhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oFoflWId_EI/s320/02012009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it needs a little correction here and there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286727595217908914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dI8JJ82bYGA/SV46vNE39LI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1u39kNAIvWg/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She hasn't quite noticed the change yet. And I expected it to be that way cause I purposely switch a word for a word so the change doesn't look obvious. But I'll be waiting for her ever priceless expression to come sooner or later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HIAK HIAK HIAK,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wolfyyy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-8367160793797375432?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/8367160793797375432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=8367160793797375432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8367160793797375432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8367160793797375432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2009/01/source-of-entertainment.html' title='- Source of entertainment -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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/_dI8JJ82bYGA/SV351ZbPFhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oFoflWId_EI/s72-c/02012009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18895467.post-6334381726451700803</id><published>2008-12-29T14:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:57:31.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Zzz.. -</title><content type='html'>Okay. Its realllllyyyy boring down here - in camp. Everyone is on leave except me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause I don't have leaves to take in the first place for this year, which I don't know why its the case. Sitting in front of the comp here for the whole day is the only thing that I can do right now and surfing the forums and viwawa site for the whole time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hilarious; Last saturday when my vocal instructor have two new students and they made them sit in during my lessons to hear me do my vocalisation. After the lesson he asked them, " &lt;em&gt;So how did you find Aaron's vocals?&lt;/em&gt; " and they both went " &lt;em&gt;Ooohh wow, much better than us for sure..&lt;/em&gt; " and they were like giving me that embarassed look on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months ago I was a new student made to sit in Sara Wee's lesson with my instructor - Sara is one of the performers over at Timbre and some other renowed pubs. Her vocals were &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt; and that time I was just totally, I-don't-know-what-to-say. And in the end, I could only blurt out the words, " &lt;em&gt;.. Thanks for the great show..&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was another time, there were like two female students around who are about my age, if not slightly older. They were both gorgeous looking  and seriously, as you know, no matter how confident you are, its always going to be difficult trying to vocalise in front of them ( Pretty people, lol ) cause you don't wanna mess it up. Try too hard to impress and you'll screw your own show up. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a great honour for me to actually have new students sitting in my lessons though, since its kinda obvious that from his high expectations, my instructor picks only vocalists who he thinks, have reached a certain standard to help him conduct sit-in lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cool, over time I've got to know a few different vocalists with their unique styles and personality during these sit in classes and I believe there will be more to come. I loveeee this community interaction system that my instructor has put in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh Feelssss like Insomniaaaaaa..,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6334381726451700803?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6334381726451700803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6334381726451700803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6334381726451700803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6334381726451700803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/zzz.html' title='- Zzz.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-231273837666129850</id><published>2008-12-23T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:17:42.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Insomnia -</title><content type='html'>This song ( background music ) is the new sex for me :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to it for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels likeeee Insomniaaaa eeaaaa aaahh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I heard rumours going around saying that my officer has to cut down his weight by April, if not he'll be kicked out of his job. Do you guys know what that means.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do come true.  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just read a post on the forums stating that people believe that in the year 2012, all our entire civilisation will be wiped from Earth. Sometimes I feel the world is just so fascinating to have people like these to brighten up my whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the next thing would be Wolfyyy morphing into some werewolf pass 12 and wipe out all the entire civilisation on Earth. If you don't wanna die under my paws, do bow down in front of me now :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling lame,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-231273837666129850?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/231273837666129850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=231273837666129850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/231273837666129850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/231273837666129850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/insomnia.html' title='- Insomnia -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-7029553361186436868</id><published>2008-12-18T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:09:55.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- I hate army! -</title><content type='html'>My horoscope says thursday is my unlucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true enough, it is D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please save me; I've 1 year and 6 more months to go and I've to work under a unreasonable, horribly mean officer during this period of time. I seriously duno how I'm going go through the remaining stinct in the NS. I really hope I get posted out sometime, or maybe the officer gets posted out, or switch me to work for another officer. But chances are slim.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed   )))))))):  ,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-7029553361186436868?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/7029553361186436868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=7029553361186436868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/7029553361186436868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/7029553361186436868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-army.html' title='- I hate army! -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-9078127957275823631</id><published>2008-12-17T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:02:38.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Start of my album -</title><content type='html'>I'm officially annoucing the making of my album ( more like a portfolio ) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm naming it " Walk of Life "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Walk of Life? Well basically the pieces in this album tells a story of my life thus far from the day I'm born into this world till who I am today. I'm so excited, woohoo. Can't wait for the day I finished working on this whole project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've one major setback though, such a project is going to take a long time to complete. And since I'm in NS, this is sure gonna be hard on me. Oh well, if there is a will, there is always a way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work hand in hand with my master vocal instructor with this on the weekends as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what guys, I've already almost completed on the first song of the album entitled - &lt;strong&gt;Just another dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be releasing the lyrics though, copyright act. Rofl. Just in case, if you guys know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people as of now,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-9078127957275823631?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/9078127957275823631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=9078127957275823631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/9078127957275823631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/9078127957275823631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/start-of-my-album.html' title='- Start of my album -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6635665356313640602</id><published>2008-12-16T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:51:31.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Year's end -</title><content type='html'>2008 is ending and everyone is reminding me to clear my leaves. That was something that really perked me up alot. I never thought about my leave entitlement all this while so I've got to thank those who told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I went to the cheif clerk to ask about my remaining leave, he says I'm only left with 0.5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;*^%*)*(@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna elaborate on the whole thing cause I'm lazy, but all I could say is the army is ripping the shit out of me. Oh well, take half a day's leave also shuang. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, I got rewarded today for being outstanding. HAHAHA. I've only been in this camp for like 8 days? And the reward was a &lt;strong&gt;mini mentos&lt;/strong&gt;. Fark. Just give me a day's off seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt's leaving me her car for the next week as she is going overseas. I'm thinking of whether I should drive it to work everyday. Lol. Come and think about how my other mates would be reacting when they see me driving that big ass car, oh wow. I might prolly have to work as a part time taxi driver after 6pm everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutral,&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS* : For those of you who don't know me, huge nature call always come after eating mint sweets for me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6635665356313640602?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6635665356313640602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6635665356313640602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6635665356313640602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6635665356313640602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/years-end.html' title='- Year&apos;s end -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-1278872092476635641</id><published>2008-12-14T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:31:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Partner reader -</title><content type='html'>Some website that I came upon during the weekdays that predicts the type of partner you're likely to be happily married with :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You prefer a partner who is not too emotionally, financially dependent on you but rather, someone who can stand up for himself/herself when they come across problems that aren't too major. Of course, your compassionate nature would step in to do whatever it takes to help your partner out in times of a crisis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You prefer your partner to be like your best friend rather than someone whom gets too emotionally involved in a relationship. Someone who you're able to fool around with just like how you behave with your friends of the same gender. Someone whom you could tease but yet at the end of the day, he/she understands that its your fun nature and you still care for them. These are people whom you're likely to love as a company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're very protective over your loved ones. And the tendencies are, you would give a little too much. In return, you expect your partner to at least, show back a little act of appreciation. If they do not, you would often feel hurt as you will be doubtful of whether your partner care for you as much. You don't want a clingy relationship, but you want a partner who will share his/her every problems and go through his/her road of life with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually copy and paste readings but this one is totally true for me. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got posted to a new unit. Don't know if I should feel happy as of for now. But I will see as time goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-1278872092476635641?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/1278872092476635641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=1278872092476635641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/1278872092476635641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/1278872092476635641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/partner-reader.html' title='- Partner reader -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-5270745518736636165</id><published>2008-12-08T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:09:15.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Quote for my life -</title><content type='html'>And they told me about life :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Opportunities don't come unless you give it the chance to reach you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" If you try, you might get lucky. If you don't, there isn't any chance for luck to begin with. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You are a boy with a big dream and you've already started on it. Keep going no matter how tough its gonna be because one day, you'll get there somehow. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-5270745518736636165?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5270745518736636165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5270745518736636165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5270745518736636165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5270745518736636165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/quote-for-my-life.html' title='- Quote for my life -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6661653956357084724</id><published>2008-12-07T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:28:51.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- This world -</title><content type='html'>I was in camp some days ago, early in the morning, falling in as usual with the rest of the guys. And then came the Master Sergeant who reads out the names of the few unlucky people being selected to perform weekend duties ( I was one of them :p ). One of the guys, I shall name him guy A, got unhappy, saying its his birthday this weekend and so he tries to negotiate with the Sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant says he could be excused from duties for this week only if he can find another replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, nobody wants to. So guy A got increasingly frustrated, and begins to point out people who have yet to do a single duty and wants to sabotage them into replacing him. A couple of guys were singled out in the end and they all at first, decided to go back against this guy as a whole. But for some reason, one of the fellows, Guy B was the unluckiest of all, got selected as the replacement. The rest of the guys then go -phew- secrectly and went off, leaving poor guy B behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this whole senario unfolding at one corner. Its a sad thing to see, but ironically hilarious in a dark manner. Its just duties we're talking about now and everyone is already fighting for their own sole freedom; I could really see the desperation in each and every of the individuals, trying to douge and push the duty coupled with excuses against one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine when a real war breaks out in Singapore? This rather similar situation is going to happen. Everyone is going to fight for only their own lives at the end of the day. Forget all the crappy brotherhood thing the army is trying to forge. Everyone could be faking it today but few people could really stand up and help each other when something big on the line is to be sacrificed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This applies to the working society as well. So people, be very prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is reality,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6661653956357084724?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6661653956357084724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6661653956357084724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6661653956357084724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6661653956357084724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-world.html' title='- This world -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-4564602840738309324</id><published>2008-11-30T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:41:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- my arm... -</title><content type='html'>Went to see a hand specialist on sat and he says I've got :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Symptomatic left distal radio-ular joint instability&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, it means the left bone of my left arm's joints are screwed. He says the joints would be worn out when I hit my 40's. Unless I head for surgery, which also has a considerable amount of risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm most probably gonna be Pes C soon and I have mixed feeling. On the long run it will somehow affect my musical career as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-4564602840738309324?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/4564602840738309324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=4564602840738309324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4564602840738309324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4564602840738309324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-arm.html' title='- my arm... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-3384505917098931549</id><published>2008-11-26T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:08:51.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- If... -</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If I was given one chance to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enter a time machine and go back in time to a particular date -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be, to go back to the time when I was 6 years old when I could watch my favourite " Lion King " 24/7 a day for a few months and just play my hearts out without worrying about anything. Such is a life of a young innocent child, wouldn't it be lovely if its still happening to me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing a duet with someone -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be, 17 year old David Archuleta. He's a guy with a voice that could seduce me. Sounds gay but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help someone financially -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be taxi drivers. These people work for long hours and probably might get no profits despite working for more than 10 hours a day depending on their luck. Anyone who puts in the effort to work for money shouldn't be given such a treatment. So I always round off my cab fares to the next dollar and let them keep the extras as tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS* : I realised that the cabbies I took these days get an immediate next passenger after I alight on the spot. Perhaps its my blessings to them. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help someone emotionally -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be my parents and all my ex. I think, no matter how wrong they have been to me, I just somehow feel that I'm always at fault. Maybe its because I tend to think about others before myself, therefore everything just screws up in the end. People say " You can't love anyone else good unless you start with yourself. " Perhaps, its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-3384505917098931549?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/3384505917098931549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=3384505917098931549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3384505917098931549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3384505917098931549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/11/if.html' title='- If... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-1740885334580099251</id><published>2008-11-22T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:39:09.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Feng Shui is gone -</title><content type='html'>I've totally lost my luck ever since the day I stepped into my new company for this brand new course - On the very first day, I've got myself an extra duty &lt;strong&gt;for failing to wake up the guy on the left of me during a lecture.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had totally no sight of him since I'm sitting close to the leftmost corner of the theatre and the warrant officer conducting was standing at the rightmost. Its like my head is practically facing 160 degrees to the right most of the time. I need to constantly take down notes from the ever changing slides on the screen. Plus, I did took the effort to check on him every now and then but I can't be always keeping an eye on the fellow every 10 seconds right? Can you imagine me twisting my head left and right for the whole 60 minutes? Its like this "punishment" is inevitable and unavoidable. Seriously, what must I do to actually avoid this? I did everything right but at the end of the day I get this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing alot of guys wanting to get out of course. Its not one or two, its about one third of the company. Its tempting enough to make me join them as well. =/ I do have past medical conditions that could get me out of this place anyway. The injuries are tolerable for now, but not the unjustice and crazy ass trainings. I've been getting recent pains on my hands though.. after a number of pull ups and obsticle course training. I wanna get the next rank cause I need the pay increment for my vocal lessons but I guess I've to re-consider my choice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake's backup singer, also his vocal trainer, Gregg cancelled his trip to Singapore next month due to some complication in the US. I was so looking forward for the masterclass he is conducting and also the one on one lessons that I booked. Oh well, but I believe my vocal trainer would try to get him back here in the future. They know each other well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trainer is cool huh? He's got a huge list of contacts. Two weeks ago, a mandrain artiste from Hong Kong came in for a 1 week vocalisation with him. I don't really know his chinese name but they took a picture and this pop star is kinda familiar to me. His English name is Kelvin something. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be right back,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-1740885334580099251?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/1740885334580099251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=1740885334580099251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/1740885334580099251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/1740885334580099251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/11/feng-shui-is-gone.html' title='- Feng Shui is gone -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-8961678088651255188</id><published>2008-11-16T22:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:09:36.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Coming back to the lost ruins -</title><content type='html'>My god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have I not stepped in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this - &lt;em&gt;walks over to a wooden table and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;picks up a vase filled, coated with 1 inch of dust at a dark corner of the room, brushing it abit. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum would have unleashed her naggings as usual if she sees this. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a boy, not yet a man. I could feel this phrase so very well cause its been a few months since I started thinking of things that I'd never even bother to worry bout before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've changed. I've lost that natural ability to try to cheer up and crap around with people; I can't get myself to behave like a young fellow who is not afraid to have fun like I used to. Maybe its because of the not-so-pleasant events that happened say, a year or two ago that broke the last straw. And its just saddening to watch myself turning into someone like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I'm insanely nervous about the choice I made - to follow this musical path. $600 a month.. thats like about 7000k a year. It doesn't matter if I'm doing well now, whether it turns out well thereafter is another thing. I'm banging my luck totally on this, on my dream job. People tell me to not give up. But I really wonder if this is even a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, The army -.- . This 2 year thing have been testing my time management like I've never seen before. Plus, I hate regimental lifestyle to the core so its giving me tonnes of unwanted stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I'm counting on how much I've been missing out with my family members all these years, and yet, I find it almost impossible to connect with them. I just don't know how to communicate with them when almost every single way of thinking between us is like totally different. How did I even managed to survive till today anyway? I hadn't laugh like I really mean to laugh when I'm with my family for about 5 years? I just wanna have fun with them but I seriously don't know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I think I'm beginning to miss the times when I really have a partner whom I can really let go and be my real self; From just cracking a lame joke to pouring my deepest thoughts with someone who can reciprocate my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust me for many of you, you hadn't seen the real me just yet. So far, the only people who could bring out that hidden, crazy personality of me were two girls and a couple of guys? My second ex, paul and friends and last but not least, Belvin - Someone too good to be true for me. Can't believe how crazy we could be and I still remember em'. Too bad our friendship ended in just a year. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... But I've totally lost contact with these people already and its a huge pity for me.. -&lt;/em&gt; There were few occasional moments for me to express my true self though, especially with my dearest group of secondary school buddies. But its not happening for me these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just totally moodless these days and just wishing for something to happen that could change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something happened for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a rush'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause the possibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you would ever feel the same way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About me, It's just too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You got me hypnotized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So mesmerized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're all alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that we could be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where this thing could go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you catch a breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I look at you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you holding back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the way I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i know this crush ain't going away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we're hanging, Spending time, girl, are we just friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause I believe that we can make this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into something that'll last forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Such thoughts, Am I really crazy.. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-8961678088651255188?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/8961678088651255188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=8961678088651255188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8961678088651255188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8961678088651255188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2008/11/coming-back-to-lost-ruins.html' title='- Coming back to the lost ruins -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-5801075112850415196</id><published>2007-09-19T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:18:29.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Hold on... -</title><content type='html'>I just watched the Life Before Time movie over at YouTube a few days ago and I had my eyes welled up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the best movie ever made, alongside Lion King, One that can really make me cry. Don is the creator of the movies. He's excellent at invoking strong emotions for the viewers. Something Disney Company can never quite produce. Yes, Pixar animations has stunning 3D cute characters but, its nothing compared to the beautifully written script of Land Before Time and nothing can be better than a wonderful song in honor of the movie... which is being played at the background of my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you guys are interested to watch this Land Before Time over at you YouTube, make sure you watch the &lt;strong&gt;original&lt;/strong&gt; version - Land Before Time - Not Land Before Time 2 or Land Before time 3. Cause` part 2 onwards are crappy sequels to the beautifully written part one with singing dinosaurs which isnt cool at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... there is another particular reason why I wanna publish this song on my web... it means alot to me now... and to one particular person out there... read through the lyrics carefully... this song is about us.. each and every phrase.. :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't lose your way with each passing day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've come so far, don't throw it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live believing - dreams are for living,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonders are waiting to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live your story - Faith, Hope and Glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold to the truth in your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we hold on together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know our dreams will never die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where clouds roll by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Souls in the wind must learn how to bend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seek out a star, hold on to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valley mountain, there is a fountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Washes our tears all away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worlds are swaying - someone is praying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please let us come home to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we hold on together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know our dreams will never die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where clouds roll by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we are out there in the dark,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll dream about the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the dark we'll feel the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warm our hearts, every one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we hold on together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know our dreams will never die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As high as souls can fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The clouds roll by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for You and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-5801075112850415196?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5801075112850415196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5801075112850415196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5801075112850415196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5801075112850415196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/09/hold-on.html' title='- Hold on... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-995471053679345341</id><published>2007-09-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:57:36.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- The Conclusion -</title><content type='html'>The Finale : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boy has been brought back down to earth as it has been a long time since he could not break down a door. He could never imagined such a tough one existed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the occasional creeking sounds were just temptations to make the young boy persevere and in the process, tire and drained himself off. All the false feedbacks have caused him bruises on his bodies and gradually lost faith in what he has first started setting out to look for. All he wanted was to just step into the world within the castle but he could never had his wish come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What he needs now is to get back home before night fall and spend the early hours in bed, convincing himself one thing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... the key never existed in the first place...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-995471053679345341?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/995471053679345341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=995471053679345341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/995471053679345341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/995471053679345341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/09/conclusion.html' title='- The Conclusion -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-2408033004702298540</id><published>2007-08-30T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:05:05.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Life so far -</title><content type='html'>Based on a true story : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a boy called Wolfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day as he was taking a stroll along the woods, he noticed a really beautiful castle at a corner of the woodsfield. He got really interested and wonders what is within this magnificiant building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approached it and found that the door was locked and the key to the door could not be found. So he tries to force himself against the door, attempting to break it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, all his efforts were in vain. And his body was aching pain from the few attempts of bashing his body against the hard, wooden door. He thought it was foolish of him to carry on banging on something unbreakable so he stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat by the side of the nearby lake, resting to regain his strength and was about to leave when the door let out a slight "creeking" sound. He thought the door was beginning to give way. Smiling wide, he got up and tries to bang against the door even harder, in hopes that the door would give way furthur if he were to apply more force but the door stood firm this time round, not moving even for an inch. By now he has injured himself for applying that amount of force but kept hoping blindly that the door would give way like it did earlier and so he kept pushing and pushing... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is tired, exhausted and all but could not make up his mind whether to finish the job or just simply abandon this what seemed as a hopeless pursue.. and the day was hitting 6pm, the sun almost setting and he has to get home in a few more hours time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is this the only way to get the door down.. is there a key hidden around nearby so that the door could be unlocked with ease... or was there even a key in the first place...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- To Be Continued -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-2408033004702298540?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/2408033004702298540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=2408033004702298540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2408033004702298540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2408033004702298540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-so-far.html' title='- Life so far -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-8488587862071233493</id><published>2007-06-18T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:19:16.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Lazy -</title><content type='html'>Ok. Lets see... looking back the days I didn't blog, loads and loads of things happened to me. I dono whether I'm patient enough to blog them all down .. I'm kinda lazy to carry on blogging =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a boy, not yet a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel, I've seen many many things that people of my age still hasn't been or seen through before. And then you look back, it feels kinda nice.. hmm.. there are somethings that I wanted to share and would have blogged it down if it was the wolf years ago but now, I'd prefer to keep it to myself and only share with a minor group of people. Perhaps its why I don't have that mood to blog anymore. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I love this new song by Enrique Iglesias.. I can't find it at any web blog music hosters, but I'd try to upload soon.. its the ping pong song!!! Usually I'd post the lyrics down, but this one is bulky. I'll just do with the chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know what it feels like,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loving someone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who is in a rush to throw you away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know what it feels like,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be the last one,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to know the lock to the door has change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things are so surprisingly challenging now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've met someone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who showed me how to live life in a new perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beancurd, taufu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wolfyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-8488587862071233493?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/8488587862071233493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=8488587862071233493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8488587862071233493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8488587862071233493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/06/lazy.html' title='- Lazy -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-2079008853291298459</id><published>2007-05-19T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T21:49:11.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Amazingly annoying -</title><content type='html'>Nothing much happening lately... actually there is but Im not really going to publish it over my blog now. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sharing it with someone but I don't feel like doing so. I'm forever so contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something that is , maybe, nice? Yet also frustratingly annoying - Girls; I'll never understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Shen diao xia yu on Chan 8. The XiaoLongNu is sooo pretty.. Im sure all of you will agree with me so don't say " you really are a wolf ! " . Its a fact, she is good looking, way pass good looking. I actually got totally mesmerised =S .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I think belvin is way better. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnywaays, I'm going to watch soccer now. Just drop by to fill in the blog since its pretty dusty.. so cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-2079008853291298459?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/2079008853291298459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=2079008853291298459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2079008853291298459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/2079008853291298459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/05/amazingly-annoying.html' title='- Amazingly annoying -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6008656399027383056</id><published>2007-05-13T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T08:21:30.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Tired shyt -</title><content type='html'>Me and animal family went to visit our hometown yesterday - The Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I've only been there recently, and they suggested going there. Money blowing trip but well, hadn't seen them for quite awhile so I'm fine with it. Yet, this trip seemed quite different. Something abou the zoo changed and I realised I actually missed quite a number of attractions. Fair enough; The 15 dollar ticket wasn't quite a waste. Sadly, the Animal Show is about similar to the ones we watched 4 years ago? Don't they have creativity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went BBQ at night later on at Changi Beach. We used a mini metal tray as the charcoal holder? And the crap is so small you cant cook much on that BBQ pit. We had to do this since there isnt any public pits there. We had 2 cars that day btw, so travelling was smooth. And as usual before going home, they would want to ride pass this two particular car park at Changi to watch at gays and girls hooking up with people passing by for one night stand. These people are all good looking. A pity that what their doing turns out to be a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall its a fun night, though, I feel that belvin might be a little upset that I'm out for the whole day =S . Or its just my wishful thinking.. wakekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuyun - Life is like this. Things happen when you least expected. Don't blame yourself. These are just a string of unfortunate events happening and can happen to someone else as well. Be strong and live on. You're still young, younger than me and you have a whole lot of life ahead of you. Don't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign Off,&lt;br /&gt;Wolf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6008656399027383056?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6008656399027383056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6008656399027383056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6008656399027383056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6008656399027383056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired-shyt.html' title='- Tired shyt -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6862608278077193729</id><published>2007-05-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:27:29.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Show mi the money! -</title><content type='html'>Okay. This game that I'm playing.. I'm finally going to quit .. I annouced it to my fellow gaming friends that I've met over through the 6 mths in that gaming world and they all seemed relauctant, trying to persuade me to stay. But I'm determined to stop wasting money on it. Exchanged hand phone numbers with many of them as they suggested to keep in contact. Such People are so nice, even if you just merely know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the more amusing whispers as the news about me quitting the game spreaded throughout that gaming server that I was playing in.. some messaged me to tell me they are willing to pay me REAL cash for my account with bids as high as 450 SG dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll consider playing games from now on to make profits. This is hell lot of a good investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to attend one of of the most important lectures on monday that plays a big impact on my diploma !!! And for the duno how many time I must thank my fellow mates for informing mi that I could make it for the another seesion tml ( last session ). I duno how many times I've got myself into deep trouble but the last minute there is ALWAYS someone who saves my day. Damn.. I really have to thank you guys.. I duno how I can repay you guys =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6862608278077193729?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6862608278077193729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6862608278077193729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6862608278077193729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6862608278077193729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/05/show-mi-money.html' title='- Show mi the money! -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-5824409986252418827</id><published>2007-05-03T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T12:57:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- aww.. -</title><content type='html'>I'm in love with a new song. The songs that top American Idols produce are simply still the best.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are kinda nice lol. I love songs that make sense.. but the tune of this song is what makes me like it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way guys, I've added a few more new ( interesting ) polls at the voting corner. They appear randomly so if you wanna see a new poll, press the refresh button. I'd love to see what you guys vote for.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't slept last last night, though I was tired. Stayed up with playmate ( Called belvin.. don't wanna call in weird terms no more ) .. not the first time.. everytime her parents went overseas she kept suggesting the idea of staying up the whole night .. cos thats her only chance to do that.. lol.. and yet the next day she has school. I never thought it was a good idea though, but for strange reasons she kept insisting so.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week no school wor.. guess its really a time to go out now.. I've got some plans.. but not quite sure its going to run smoothly just yet =O .. we'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood :&lt;br /&gt;-Sits on top of a hill at nite , gazing at the starry sky, wondering.. -&lt;br /&gt;( My mood fits the wolf over there, isn't it? ---&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;Wolfyyy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-5824409986252418827?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/5824409986252418827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=5824409986252418827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5824409986252418827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/5824409986252418827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/05/aww.html' title='- aww.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-3486784258923444100</id><published>2007-04-30T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:05:03.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ): -</title><content type='html'>Animal Family : I felt kinda bad not going out yesterday with u guys but.. lol.. maybe i'll post it on the 12th floor.. but not till someone tell me the password cos I still cant access to it. This friday =x if you guys are free for dinner, I can make it - for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaslyn - Some news you'd like to hear.. The lian he wan bao publised the flaming incident and the flamer's pic is on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just counted my expenditures yesterday and I calculated that I spend about close to 200 dollars on a stupid 2-D game. Well, I didnt want to.. but the game creator is so smart about pouching players' money. The temptation is so huge you just have to buy - this is more expensive than playing a top class blizzard game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, so this week has two days holiday. Playmate and I deicide to stay up all night later today cos` her family is going overseas and we're gonna play all night. By the way for those of you guys who are not informed, there is no school tommorrow. ( At first I oso duno.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm out for now,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-3486784258923444100?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/3486784258923444100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=3486784258923444100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3486784258923444100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/3486784258923444100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='- ): -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-764682791016996722</id><published>2007-04-26T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:06:03.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- flamer.. -</title><content type='html'>Some people really is scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a link of a girl flaming on the 14 year old deceased girl.. both were from my sec sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gossip-ing.blogspot.com/index.html?widgetType=BlogArchive&amp;widgetId=BlogArchive1&amp;amp;action=toggle&amp;dir=close&amp;amp;toggle=YEARLY-1167638400000&amp;toggleopen=MONTHLY-1175410800000"&gt;http://gossip-ing.blogspot.com/index.html?widgetType=BlogArchive&amp;amp;widgetId=BlogArchive1&amp;action=toggle&amp;amp;dir=close&amp;toggle=YEARLY-1167638400000&amp;amp;toggleopen=MONTHLY-1175410800000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-764682791016996722?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/764682791016996722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=764682791016996722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/764682791016996722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/764682791016996722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/04/flamer.html' title='- flamer.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-9071515304284178490</id><published>2007-04-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:36:39.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- mint -</title><content type='html'>Its so easy to take a legal day off from poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just did yesterday. My group is doing some project on advertising the new toy musuem and the lecturer wanted us to head down there to take a look - He gave us the day off after 11am to head down to the musuem ourselves. School suppose to end at 4pm that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance fee 10 dollars; Not quite worth it since the musuem is only 5 stories high and each story only as big as two bedroom. 75% of the toys are dolls or mini statues which look quite modern. I was expecting sticks and stones from the cavemen period or greek civilisations cause' that would have been interesting but it was a little dissapointment to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh...  I forgot what I wanted to blog.. I usually can't think properly after a meal.. Im having some mental block now.. excuse me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~_~,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-9071515304284178490?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/9071515304284178490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=9071515304284178490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/9071515304284178490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/9071515304284178490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/04/mint.html' title='- mint -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-1605454230569590258</id><published>2007-04-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:58:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Final yr... -</title><content type='html'>MMA is a complete slacker course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the final year and everyone seemed so relaxed.. breaktime can still head down to beauty world for a game of pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all gonna fail. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturers aren't helping either. Today I was trying to do some research for the FYP ( final yr proj ) and then Jamie ( an american lecturer ) brought his PS3 to class. He connected that thing to the big projector screen and so he was playing the game right in front of the whole class while we're doing our stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So I got attracted a little and I watched him play awhile. He saw me watching on so he go " here jit wei " and passed mi the controller. Lol. Okay so I played since it was kinda tempting. First game was some racing game.. the control is so damn difficult and I gave up after a few minutes of trying cos I either kept banging onto the wall or fall off the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed the controller on his desk and told him I had enough and proceed back to work. 5 minutes later he swapped game to NBA and he goes " here jit wei try this ". Okay la.. so I played.. dont wanna reject the lecturer mah.. after a game.. back to work.. and soon again he swapped into some soldier VS ailen sort of shooting game and he passed mi the controller again. It seemed very interesting to play and once again I got distracted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So half the day Im playing PS3 in class. So much for a condusive studying environment. Duno if I should love the lecturer or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just read the news about the girl who drown recently - Its from hillgrove sec, my previous sec sch. I do feel the connection and am a little saddened. Hope her family and friends will get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried about this year,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I don't get no break in my life.. things are happening just too quickly.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"One after another it never stops.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I need space to breathe but I can't.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I don't know if I should feel happy or worried about my upcoming.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-1605454230569590258?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/1605454230569590258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=1605454230569590258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/1605454230569590258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/1605454230569590258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/04/final-yr.html' title='- Final yr... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-6739207886484011687</id><published>2007-04-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:36:20.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-hmm..-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Forgotten how to love since 16.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Relationships I've gone through since then seems so unreal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls I've been with never gave me the confidence to commit totally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sets me in doubt if I'm willing to put my everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But just recently..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone was able change the way I feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never missed someone like that before..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could this now be for real?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-6739207886484011687?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/6739207886484011687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=6739207886484011687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6739207886484011687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/6739207886484011687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm.html' title='-hmm..-'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-8582047984803260470</id><published>2007-02-21T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:55:44.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- bad year? =x -</title><content type='html'>Time to switch background music. I know everyone is tired hearing me sing JoJo when Im around. Now its Jesse McCarthey. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. First I got an empty red packet, now yesterday I lost about 20 plus bucks playing blackjack.. and my bets was like just 1 dollar all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year might be a bad year for me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learnt how to play mahjong yesterday. First try and I think I'm going to be noob at that forever. I cant even differentiate the shapes properly.. all the tiles look soooo similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later that night I when to play bowling with animal gang - My total score never pass the 60 mark. This is insane. I still remember my secondary school days where 150 mark is common for me. This is sad. Thursday gonna play soccer.. maybe I'm going to be rusty as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for driver's license soon. Kill time =/ . Arhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2007 gonna be like for me? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=O ,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-8582047984803260470?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/8582047984803260470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=8582047984803260470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8582047984803260470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/8582047984803260470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/02/bad-year-x.html' title='- bad year? =x -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-4128016029832910333</id><published>2007-02-18T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:10:23.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- blah -</title><content type='html'>Yet another new year, yet another money collection period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received many red packets the last few days. Last night when I was opening the packets, one of them was empty. lol. Somebody was too blur to misplace an empty packet I guess. My mum says its a sign from someone telling me to work for money by myself =/ .. or some weird times are gonna come this year.. supersticious? or true.. we'll see. Gonna put aside some money for Tuesday - dai dee - hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home... but going out soon again.. my playmate is away to m`sia for 4 days ): we actually did a farewell game 2 days ago. haha. Hope we could play again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dats bout it for now =x&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-4128016029832910333?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/4128016029832910333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=4128016029832910333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4128016029832910333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/4128016029832910333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/02/blah.html' title='- blah -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-117111402254508746</id><published>2007-02-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:27:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ah.. -</title><content type='html'>Ive got 2 birthday celebrations yesterday - one virtual, one reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1pm I logged on Pirate King Online.. didnt wanna reveal it was my burfdae to those fren of mine but in the end I still told one of them.. and then she started spamming over the world chat dat its my burfdae and everyone came sending mi burfdae messages. Then they got this mini celebration in-game.. everyone started releasing fireworks and throwing cakes around.. and all the " HAPPY BIRTHDAY WOLFY " sort of thing till Im lazy to reply "thank you". But its fun and touching anyhow =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ at my house later at night.. pretty much the same as last year.. lol.. thank you my dear animal family members for the fun XD .. I got soaked wet.. as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out to buy CNY clothings.. my sets.. all brown in colour.. Im beginning to regret.. zzz.. next year you guys will be seeing me wearing the same colour everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Ima go eat my dinner now.. reali tired and need a rest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-117111402254508746?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/117111402254508746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=117111402254508746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/117111402254508746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/117111402254508746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/02/ah.html' title='- ah.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-117063642597610438</id><published>2007-02-05T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:05:11.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Oooohhh.. -</title><content type='html'>Okay. So its officially holidays now. Hmmm.. its CNY.. and my mum got mi to do ( as usual ) new year cards for her cilents.. about a thousand of them.. and each year the number gets higher.. she say she'll pay mi for it.. about 300-400 plus? But those are the money used to spend on CNY clothings etc. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. I slept kinda late again.. I found a great playmate recently. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She plays all the games that I play.. even dotA. I'll like.. wow. And so everyday we'll be choosing different games to play. Last night, ends up she forgot to do her homework after playing till about almost 11. I figured to give her the solution that I used to apply on during my secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning go to school and trade answers with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I got scolded for that solution but in the end, she agreed and say.. " Lets go play gunbound! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a bad guy lah =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ima pause here and continue with the new year cards. My fingers are already beginning to tire from all those writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-117063642597610438?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/117063642597610438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=117063642597610438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/117063642597610438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/117063642597610438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/02/oooohhh.html' title='- Oooohhh.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-117011458560297692</id><published>2007-01-30T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T14:54:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ??? -</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. my parents have been asking mi about "her" recently.. about why she didn't come over to my place these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them she was busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how long can I keep this from them.. they always thought of her as a nice person.. I just duno whether I should tell them the truth.. I can only imagine what their reactions would be. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. It doesnt matter anyway to mi now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sch ytd without knowing there isn't any class again. And my IS group delayed the presentation to 5pm later in the day. Soon comes the damned holiday.. gonna start my driving license perhaps. But 3 mths.. wtf? Gonna be another crazy ass boring period no matter how much activities I try to put inside. Animal gang most prolly would make sure I go out with them during this period. lol.. and also, there might a guild outing for the mates I've met at Pirate King Online. Sounds interesting to look forward to.. but duno if I should go.. cos I think Im the only guy.. of maybi 2-3 more guys comin'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I'll just see how the schedule goes through time.. Anyway I've got a couple of more screeshots.. I'm really beginning to enjoy using photography skills on screenshots lol. Btw left click the image to get an enlarged view of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/400/240106/cap00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/400/443981/cap00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Aaron &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-117011458560297692?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/117011458560297692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=117011458560297692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/117011458560297692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/117011458560297692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='- ??? -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116994676459738322</id><published>2007-01-28T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T09:14:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- out -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/1600/286427/cap00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/320/729277/cap00000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyways, When out with animal family ytd to celebrate yan yi's burfdae at sentosa... go there just to eat sakae sushi..? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm anyways I hurt both my knees ytd haha. Got blue black on them now and I walk akward.. was playing with them after dinner along the fountain like thingie where we could fool around with the water works. We ended up trying to spray each other and we're all soak.. and the water doesnt seems clean. Jenny joined in the lastest but was the first to get her whole body wet. And as usual, Im the 2nd victim. They wouldn't let me go lah.. heng, juan, da and yang grabbed grabbed mi and forced mi over to the fountain .. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway the place was so slippery I fell.. so did heng.. so yea.. dats abt it.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy belated burfdae yan yi once more and may u have a great 2007!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ouch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116994676459738322?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116994676459738322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116994676459738322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116994676459738322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116994676459738322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/01/out.html' title='- out -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116954110116139539</id><published>2007-01-23T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:31:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- rurouni kenshin ): -</title><content type='html'>Rurouni Kenshin ( Samurai X ) has always been by far, the best anime series in my opinion. Ten years down the road I don't see how any anime series will win Samurai X. Bleach and Naruto are too fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched the Ova 1 to 4 before, then the series. But it was only today that I managed to watch ova 5 and 6 ( the ending )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and after I watched it, I cried. I cried bad. It has been a long time since I cried like that. lol. The ending was too... sad... wtf I am so damn angry!! Why must the creator of this flim made the storyline end like that?? And Im not the only one who cried after watching the last 2 ending series. Hundreds of other viewers cried along as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. This sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should watch the series as well.. I swear you're gonna cry. Tell mi when you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116954110116139539?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116954110116139539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116954110116139539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116954110116139539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116954110116139539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/01/rurouni-kenshin.html' title='- rurouni kenshin ): -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116912435261927102</id><published>2007-01-18T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:45:52.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- lonely &lt; ironic.. -</title><content type='html'>Well.. headed over to jurong interchange after school to top up my ez link.. was too lazy to top up at first but since I got company.. den go top up loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I was about to go homewhen I noticed that Jurong has pasa malam again. They practically have it like once every month. I figured out that it has been a long time since I have bought anyting from them so I started my shopping spree with... myself.. haha sad right? I got myself a La chang.. ( those red colour sweet sausage ) .. I head down futhur down and I saw JEC. I thought they have comics connection and headed over to check things out but I was kinda wrong. For some reason I felt like windon shopping so I circled the whole of JEC for almost 1 hour.. haha.. time to go home? Yup... passed by a shop selling some cooler stuff. Since I have been really too many junk food recently I figured that its quite a nice idea to get myself a.... cool colouful jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sums up my day. Somehow it felt strange to be doing all these. Perhaps it is nice to do unusual things once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116912435261927102?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116912435261927102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116912435261927102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116912435261927102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116912435261927102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/01/lonely-ironic.html' title='- lonely &lt; ironic.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116891781608432157</id><published>2007-01-16T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:18:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- pko! -</title><content type='html'>Man. How I love this song as my background music. Its so meaningful lah.. sounds good oso.. anyways, I think after the long break of not updating my blog, people are checking it not so oftenly. Well jus to let you know, I will be back on regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have... alot of work to think about... This term seems so short.. too short.. and the upcoming holiday.. too long.. What to do?? Anyone wanna go chalet or plan a group holidays overseas?? Shit sia 10 weeks of holidays. When will Singapore ever excites me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing Pirate King Online very oftenly these das to keep mi distracted lol. Back to the old gaming days... Its been quite sometime since I gamed. People come play with mi oso ya.. Its a really nice game.. jus released and made alot of cool friends that can keep mi laughing since the minute I logged into the game till the last minute I logged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/1600/657577/cap00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/400/882133/cap00000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/1600/669648/cap00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/400/393017/cap00002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huahuahua. Thats mi and 2 of my guildmates. I took 3 minutes just to get a good shot =.=. Im actually putting the photography module that I learnt during year 1 to perfect this shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, thats about it for now. I'll be back soon (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Numbed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116891781608432157?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116891781608432157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116891781608432157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116891781608432157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116891781608432157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/01/pko.html' title='- pko! -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116858149550816881</id><published>2007-01-12T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T14:08:41.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- I dont know.. -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/1600/5017/DSCN2302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6947/1859/200/776829/DSCN2302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Everyone seems to be anticipating what I'd do... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I've did it... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" But just after I did... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I felt... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone : " Sometimes you'd to learn to let things go no matter how hard its gonna be. Look at the pros and cons and do you see yourself benefitting. Let it go. If something belongs to you, that something will come back to you if it really needs you. If not, you should know what it means. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" The truth is... my other side of mi secretly hope that... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116858149550816881?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116858149550816881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116858149550816881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116858149550816881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116858149550816881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-know.html' title='- I dont know.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116462205865267113</id><published>2006-11-27T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:07:38.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Make up classes.. -</title><content type='html'>Okay everyone is going home now and my class needs to stay back for make up classes cos my lecturer was sick during one of his lessons and it was cancelled back then. Lesson starts 5pm to 8pm. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Im quite lazy to blog though.. but Ive been doing quite alot of stuff recently like going to marina south for steamboat to modelling many 3d animated figures to creating techno music in the sound studio etc. ima upload the picts and all the stuff I did a little later.. cos im blogging in class now and I cant do much with the school comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the rest of this entry is - To be continued -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116462205865267113?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116462205865267113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116462205865267113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116462205865267113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116462205865267113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/11/make-up-classes.html' title='- Make up classes.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116316691245786897</id><published>2006-11-10T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:13:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Zoo trip -</title><content type='html'>Okay.. So Me and piggy managed to find a day to go to the zoo. Lol. Singapore is really limited with places to go so we figured zoo isnt such a bad idea especially since we havent went there since we were kids.. go to go back there once in awhile.. some picts we've took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/DSCN1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN1982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slacker Kangeroo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN1987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He joins us for lunch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN1998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oo.. he is feeling cold.. isnt it strange..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nice little butt here.. tis belongs to non other than...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... This little fellow here (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another slacker...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This animal here.. is one funny shit. You know they have this description in front of the cage telling us about how this animal come about. It goes like this :- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This tapir was once a majestic and proud animal with great horns. He was handsome and always love to brag alot to the other animals about himself. One night as he was asleep, a group of rats could not take his vainity and wanted to teach him a lesson. So they gathered around him and saw off his horns, then painted a stretch of white paint around his body. The next day when he woke up, the animals laugh at him and he felt humilated. From that day on, he hide in his den for the rest of his lives, thus the explanation to why this animal is so shy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of our few main aims in going to the zoo is to take picts of our core animals ( The wolf and pig ). But sadly for both of us, the quality of the photos sux.. cos they two just cant stop moving and we have to keep panning our cameras just to take pictures of them.. which make the picts blurry as shown below..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSCN2081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally a day's end (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Animalicious,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aaron&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116316691245786897?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116316691245786897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116316691245786897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116316691245786897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116316691245786897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/11/zoo-trip.html' title='- Zoo trip -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116135053208598049</id><published>2006-10-20T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:22:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- recovering well -</title><content type='html'>Im feeling much better now.. after visiting my childhood doctor 5 days after I went to the polyclinic in hope for a better treatment.. and I did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. but the medical visit cost $40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a private clinic. The doctor is a humour and he always has unusual treatment methods for me since I was young till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that the medicines that polyclinic gave me were too weak a dosage for my severe sore throat. So he gave me a presciption of a pack of huge antibiotics. I mean HUGE. The tablet is about the size of a brand new eraser. Maybe slightly bigger. Thats what he gave me only. Then he says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" To recover faster, eat ice cream and jelly puddings for your 3 meals, plus salt water. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno how those will help in anyways but, It is workin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tml I'm collecting the pay for one of my job with piggy. All the hard work.. now comes the money to spend.. hehehe.. Im afraid I cant control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im gonna enjoy another pudding now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116135053208598049?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116135053208598049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116135053208598049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116135053208598049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116135053208598049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/10/recovering-well_20.html' title='- recovering well -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116061304020560085</id><published>2006-10-12T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:30:40.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Im sick -</title><content type='html'>I feel like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick for the past few days. Though fever is gone but my sore throat is extremely painful. Even swallowing a small portion of plain water hurts. And the medicine dont seemed to be working either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, this is spoiling my recent few days, ruining all the outing plans. Like yesterday, 2nd month anniversary with piggy. Barely managed to push myself to have dinner with her. I bought a bowl of macaroni, ate a few mouths and I dont have the appetite to carry on eating. Im not going to go to another polyclinic the next time Im sick cos their treatment dont even seemed to be treating me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy made me another gift again for the anniversary. Its a box and bottle filled with mini messages and stars and I have to open each and everyone to read them all. Well you guys can expect what those messages are.. haha.. maybe the messages can treat my illness faster than the clinic's medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I recover more by tml. If not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116061304020560085?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116061304020560085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116061304020560085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116061304020560085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116061304020560085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-sick.html' title='- Im sick -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116030841909577485</id><published>2006-10-08T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:17:30.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- hazy outing -</title><content type='html'>Okay. I changed my blog's bg music in just about 3 days. The previous music sounds attractive but it gets boring listening to it very quickly. The current song - I think Im going to like this song for awhile.. It sounds good.. my type of music.. and its been a very long time since a good pop song has been played on the english radios. Plus JoJo is one of those singers that I used to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my piggy ytd to punggol beach. People Im recommending u guys some good places to go to.. punggol end beach, lakeside playground ( better than west coast park ) , marina south pier. Cos they all have the following attributes :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Very peaceful and quiet most of the time, especially punggol beach since its quite deserted at night cos there aint any lights there.&lt;br /&gt;2) Best when you go during night time.&lt;br /&gt;3) Punggol beach and marina south pier have amazingly huge wind blowing, especially the pier, is strong enough to move me.&lt;br /&gt;4) Clear sky view.&lt;br /&gt;5) Extremely dark, especially punggol beach.. so quiet until when I was lying down and I turn around, I saw a dark figure in front of my face, got freaked out and gave a loud shout.. even piggy dear jumped up scared. I took a closer look and its only the mineral water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a pack of sparkles and played with it. Its pretty to see the whole competely dark area lit up by the heart shape we formed on the ground. The picture is taken and is posted on my dear's blog's lastest entry. We used recycling bags as our mat.. and wow.. u lie down and stare into the sky while the wind blow.. the water roaring and stuff.. you feel like ur on holiday. It was real relaxing and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay dinner.. my parents nagging. Im be back soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breeze blow me,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116030841909577485?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116030841909577485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116030841909577485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116030841909577485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116030841909577485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/10/hazy-outing.html' title='- hazy outing -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-116005814018878097</id><published>2006-10-05T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:22:20.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- work ending -</title><content type='html'>Oh yea. Tml will be the last day I'll be working for that distributor company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the supervisor said we can take some of their stocks home since they couldnt sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stocks meaning not a few bottles. Its a few cartons ( boxes ) . They have beef spagetti sauce.. mushroom spagetti sauce.. and tml there will be lux body spa.. organics hair wash. I duno if I should take them all. Maybe I should hire a cab. If I even managed to get my hands on them, my salary will be more than what it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This job can be pretty worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, I hate the extreme vodka smell coming from the neighbouring factory. It smells amazingly horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and I spilled a bag of ice tea in front of everyone in the canteen today. It shouldnt be scary but the canteen kinda suddenly got quiet and everyone was staring at me. The drink store lady was nice though.. she made me another bag and gave it to me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with piggy after work to have dinner together.. hang around the arcade for about 5 mins.. played metal slug and we both died two TAPZ card, taps worth of money at just the 2nd stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We than head outside JEC and bought a pack of candles and sparkles and head over to the playground near her house and make a huge bonfire. Police were actually patroling at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I gotta plan how to move the boxes of free gifts tml. Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging again,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-116005814018878097?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/116005814018878097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=116005814018878097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116005814018878097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/116005814018878097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-ending.html' title='- work ending -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115987475406740977</id><published>2006-10-03T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:35:08.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ouch -</title><content type='html'>Okay. I've forgotten all about selecting the IS modules - I dont even know there is such a thing we're suppose to do. It isnt surprising since I can even forget to take one of my module's mid-yr exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new job.. started a few days ago.. working for this distributor company.. and its freaking slack - the supervisor advised us not to work so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. they sell cornetto ice cream for only 50 cents. I was even thinking about buying a bunch from them and sell along the streets for 1 dollar each and i'll still make a huge profit. My colleagues are around my age.. one of them just a year older than me and he already own a blue mazda sports car.. and he even modified it - he bought it himself and yes, its real cos he drove us to a nearby hawker store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked him how he managed to buy it, he says " I'm a hard working person ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways these few days I get cuts on my fingers everyday cos their products are so sharp on the edges. Today I just got a cut on my middle finger while cutting something using a pair of scissors. And my wound formed a shape of a sad face. Even my body parts have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then teabreak, the auntie at the canteen gave us mooncakes. The auntie keep persuading us to eat and say the mooncakes cost 40 dollars.. good stuffs. At first we declined, cos pai seh mah.. but one of my colleages say.. well.. eat one quarter of it = half an hour pay.. den we all help the auntie finish the whole box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... oh yea when to celebrate jo's b`dae on the wkend wif the animal family.. long time no meet up.. and yes.. happy belated b`dae once more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a habit to meet up with my piggy after work everyday to spare sometime since we're working seperately now.. but we'll still managing well.. hope when school starts our timing schedule will be even better..  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata Young is getting wilder with this song,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115987475406740977?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115987475406740977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115987475406740977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115987475406740977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115987475406740977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/10/ouch.html' title='- ouch -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115799267367733711</id><published>2006-09-12T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T08:27:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- snail count -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok... so I killed another snail last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the 3rd one I killed since I was born.. the 1st was when I am sec 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wanna kill but.. I jus dont know when I'll be stepping on them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast.. its already the 1st month anniversary btw mi and my piggy.. ytd that is.. I still can rmb the first day I started talking to her clearly in my mind. lols. Dear just made mi a handmade key chain for our 1st month anniversary.. gotta love it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way after a long time of not-updating-my-blog days, Im telling you guys Im taking on two jobs now.. both to do with promoting stuffs.. and.. why are none of you approaching me so far to buy starhub products from mi ): .. Im so sad.. Im gonna cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paused,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Being with you makes me feel so different, Ive never experienced before.. "&lt;br /&gt;" Happy 1 month and I'd keep counting for a long time.."&lt;br /&gt;" Hugs (: "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/18895467-115799267367733711?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115799267367733711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115799267367733711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115799267367733711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115799267367733711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/09/snail-count_115799267367733711.html' title='- snail count -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115651052470801767</id><published>2006-08-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:48:35.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- lame days are back -</title><content type='html'>Yawn counter : 181&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started since 24th August 2006, 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the number of times me and my piggy yawn when we both are beside each other.. we decided to start counting this as part of our daily life since we realised that when one of us start off yawning, the other will tag on immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the job training today.. it reminds me of the secondary school classroom days.. its so boring.. and the lecture went on for 5 hours non-stop on starhub products.. zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way.. you guys could help me out.. cos Im promoting starhub cable tv and maxonline services at a 50% discount if you buy from me (: .. u benefit I benefit oso .. so pls contact me if you have a potential customer.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme the moneys!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115651052470801767?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115651052470801767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115651052470801767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115651052470801767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115651052470801767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/08/lame-days-are-back.html' title='- lame days are back -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115629778149895097</id><published>2006-08-23T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T09:49:41.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- wow... -</title><content type='html'>Ok.. believe it or not.. I actually forgot that I need to go to school ytd for exam for one of my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I messed up my timetable by not coming to school during school days and coming to school during the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Ryan called me to ask if we need to bring anything for ytd's exam.. if not I swear I'm going to fail my UED.. come to think of it.. Im soooooo lucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, since I only got reminded of the exams just the night before the actual date, I was rushing through the lecture notes. Zanna gave me a brief examination on msn.. and I didnt had much time left so I gambled on to study only on a few topics.. and tada!.. the next day all the questions that came out was what I studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. went to find dear piggy after my exam cos she has to tend the family shop once again by herself.. accompanied her for a few hours and I guess that does alot.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. Im gonna get a job with piggy soon.. just duno wad to work yet.. we're going to figure that out later when we meet again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday blues,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115629778149895097?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115629778149895097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115629778149895097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115629778149895097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115629778149895097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow.html' title='- wow... -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115564408980099329</id><published>2006-08-15T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:14:49.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- (: -</title><content type='html'>Well.. im kinda lazy to update blog these days.. but i guess i've nth to do now so i might as well spend some time doing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/june%21%21%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though not taken yesterdae.. but I guess this works fine.. my piggy hates this picture though.. she says the trees behind looks like plants sprouting from our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with her for the whole day ytd.. deicided to head to east coast early morning but figured out its quite difficult to get there so we ended at pasir ris beach instead. The place is so deserted.. most prolly becos its school days now.. and downtown east is other renovation now =/ .. my fav bowling alley there is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolled for quite sometime before we headed down to bugis to meet her ex-colleagues at the place where she used to work.. then head towards causeway point to catch a movie.. wanted to try the sofa seats there once more but there're all occupied so oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all its the time spent being fun and thats what matters. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee..&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115564408980099329?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115564408980099329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115564408980099329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115564408980099329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115564408980099329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='- (: -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115436061366449116</id><published>2006-07-31T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:49:52.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- a break from reality -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Image1015.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/Image1015.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Image1008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/Image1008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you find places like this in Singapore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so calm and happy just by looking at that scene.. least I felt better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there yesterday.. one of the places me and my relatives from taiwan came over for a visit.. We had dinner with them at a restuarant.. the bill was about $450.. nothing to say.. and the food was not say really high class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to upload the pict of my two little cousin but the stupid blogger keeps saying its down so I gave up after trying quite a few times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I regret revealing something.. now things wouldn't be the same like it was before .. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Im beginning to think Im the one at fault somehow.. I duno.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" dumb me.. hais."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115436061366449116?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115436061366449116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115436061366449116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115436061366449116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115436061366449116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/break-from-reality.html' title='- a break from reality -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115417319445816759</id><published>2006-07-29T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:56:05.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- the days.. -</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;" Im right here.. staring out of my window, lights closed .. moodless to do my assignment though they are due next week.. and Im thinking.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. again I thought things will go on smoothly.. only to have my hopes shattered to another, dumb, feeling from the inside, and my fate as well perhaps.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. Im tired of nature's game of giving you that bit of hope today and than withdrawing it away from you the very next day.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. now I am.. experiencing another tingle of sadness inside mi .. about why things always have to come to an end.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. reality doesnt seem to agree with my dreams once more.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. i cant explain what im feeling now.. its just frustration and uber sadness.. a complicated mix of negative feeling inside mi.. have I done the right thing or not.. so many things in my mind right now.. argh.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who cares about this anyways..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115417319445816759?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115417319445816759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115417319445816759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115417319445816759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115417319445816759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/days.html' title='- the days.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115392890631164076</id><published>2006-07-26T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:48:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- a day with some life -</title><content type='html'>Go to school early morning.. for storytelling.. dull dull lesson.. lecturer jus leave us to do our stuff.. well I jus updated the story line abit.. using photoshop edit a few stuffs for the project and send to the other grp members.. thats abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met June at Jurong library in the afternoon to do her graphics stuff.. went up and down just to search a spot where there is a power outlet.. we couldnt find any.. and ended up going over to an occupied seat.. there is this man who saw us settling down beside him then he got up immediately and left.. lol.. I think we scared him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. then we managed to catch pirates of the carribean after that.. it was okay.. but I expected it to be much more entertaining since the first one was far more interesting then the 2nd one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: ,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115392890631164076?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115392890631164076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115392890631164076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115392890631164076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115392890631164076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-with-some-life.html' title='- a day with some life -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115349100156318028</id><published>2006-07-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:10:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- =O -</title><content type='html'>I woke up so darn early today just to study for the spanish test.. its just so difficult to memorise new foreign languages.. and then when I reached school.. a small piece of paper was pasted on the door side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Class cancelled due to unforseen circumstance "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what makes life so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in school for a couple of hours.. along the way met some old buddies and got abit of chatters with them.. then met June later as planned to help her with her e-portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was way more complicated that I can imagine.. and I sat there for a few hours thinking more about.. should everything be re-done than thinking of a solution. Well.. just hope it will be abit easier for her after the suggestion of removing the "girl". (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back Soon,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115349100156318028?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115349100156318028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115349100156318028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115349100156318028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115349100156318028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/o.html' title='- =O -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115340537461850321</id><published>2006-07-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:22:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Busy -</title><content type='html'>Suddenly the assignments that are given to me seemed endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is the due date and next week is the presentation for most projs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lecturers are actually still laughing at my cow animation ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/cow.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/cow.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my lap top to school today. I thought we're suppose to just simply draw every thursday.. but I never recalled the teacher telling us we need to bring.. at least I didnt hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. althought mostly everyone in the class brought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Peter Leeman is back in Singapore for a month. If you're reading this my good old buddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. WELCOME BACK!!! we ALL miss ya loads !!! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima go get busy for now.. maybe I'll blog something much more interesting then what its up here now when my assignments are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115340537461850321?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115340537461850321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115340537461850321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115340537461850321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115340537461850321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/busy.html' title='- Busy -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115262530027983706</id><published>2006-07-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:41:40.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- *mutters*.. -</title><content type='html'>Sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France lost 5-3 in penalties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan if ur reading this .. Im sorry. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess u lost your money for listening to my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-1 isnt too big a difference from 2-1 isnt it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise programming test today. And I think Im going to fail =/ . Though the teacher said he will give marks just by simply drawing out a cartoon figure, I think thats just to console us, the pitiful idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly the main stress factor that is driving me nuts this week is not programming.. not the losing of bets.. not the spending spree.. but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0708003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/200/Deicide0708003.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the status of my character? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vice Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that playing games is a way to relieve my stress but I never in my life, could even imagine how much stress a game can bring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a leader of an artificial, virtual, online guild can be so troublesome.. its just that you have to deal with people..&lt;em&gt; ( emotions are involved oh my god! you're kidding me! ).&lt;/em&gt; okay nevermind. In short , its just a pain and it ruins my day at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just some random screenshots once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0707005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/200/Deicide0707005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 headed horse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115262530027983706?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115262530027983706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115262530027983706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115262530027983706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115262530027983706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/mutters.html' title='- *mutters*.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115246112459683887</id><published>2006-07-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:05:24.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Giraffe -</title><content type='html'>It pays to be a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the bus stop waiting for bus number 67 for about 20 minutes.. and 67 always come every 30 mins. Then this old lady came over and asked if she could borrow my phone as she needs to make an urgent call. So I agreed.. she talked and talked.. and I watched my bus went by... and away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I waited about almost an hour for a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the animal family again. Damnit, the moment I reached there, they were chilling at GELARE. You know what does that means? WAFFLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I bought one huge waffle.. but i felt really sick eating it half way as the thing was so damn dry and I dont have any drinks.. drinks there are expensive though.. so I went over to long john to get a small cup of clam chowder. I was pretty contented with my meal until they say... lets go have dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Giraffe to relax.. a really really cool bar where the ambience is just so perfect for star gazing. Around it is like a pool of water so it was really cooling. Each of us ordered different cocktail so we could taste each other's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our list of orders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pino P..... ( thats mine .. I forgot how is it spelt .. it taste like sun tan lotion and it sux. )&lt;br /&gt;- Sex on the beach ( the name of the drink tells you the taste of it )&lt;br /&gt;- SeaBreeze ( once again the name tells it all.. )&lt;br /&gt;- ...... Sour ( forgot how is it spelt.. its freaking ass sour but its sweet )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is the worst out of the four. I wanted to order " Zombie " , " Screwdriver " and " Fuzzy Navel " cause the name sounds cute but.............. they are all sold out.. so I had to buy the horrible tasting coconut stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup is almost over.. I bet France win Italy 2-1 . Who wants to be my bookie? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats about it XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115246112459683887?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115246112459683887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115246112459683887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115246112459683887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115246112459683887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/giraffe.html' title='- Giraffe -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115189798795716227</id><published>2006-07-03T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:47:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Walk away</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some lyrics are so true to depict my life. This one very well contains my past, present and future.. except the man and boy part XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Walk Away"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got your mother and your brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every other undercover&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you what to say (say)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think I'm stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the truth is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That it's cupid, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovin' you has made me this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So before you point your finger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get your hands off of my trigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You need to know this situation's getting old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now the more you talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The less I can take,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I'm looking for attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not another question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should you stay or should you go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, if you don't have the answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why are you still standin' here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I waited here for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a kid waiting after school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tell me how come you never showed (showed)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gave you everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never asked for anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And look at meI'm all alone (alone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, before you start defendin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, stop all your pretendin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you know I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what's the point in being slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's get the show on the road today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want a fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel the burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My desires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna man by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a boy who runs and hides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you gonna fight for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live and breathe for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you care for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause if you don't then just leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you don't have the answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just walk (walk) away(Just walk away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then just leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115189798795716227?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115189798795716227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115189798795716227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115189798795716227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115189798795716227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/07/walk-away.html' title='- Walk away'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115149478218977587</id><published>2006-06-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:39:42.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- whats in my mind?? -</title><content type='html'>Moments ago I stood in front of the mirror trying remove the contact lens from my eyes for 10 minutes.. only to realise I've removed it hours earlier. So basicially I was poking my eyes for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back my result for storytelling.. 17/30 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would get more than that.. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally school just started. And then I get to ... ... .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I hope I do get that "matter" settled as soon as possible.. perhaps tml? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115149478218977587?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115149478218977587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115149478218977587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115149478218977587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115149478218977587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-in-my-mind.html' title='- whats in my mind?? -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115105095305363283</id><published>2006-06-23T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T16:31:16.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What I have been doing during most of my time at home : - ( Click to enlarge; Drag arrow key to bottom right of enlarged image to furthur enlarge. )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623004.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/400/Deicide0623004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visiting the frozen statues. Noticing some monster stuck in the ice? And that little penguin following behind me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/Deicide0623010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Engaging war together with the guild on the other creeps XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/Deicide0623006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Exploring the freaky woods with one of my fellow mates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/Deicide0623002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Freeze it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/Deicide0623001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/Deicide0623001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Relaxing beside a waterfall with my pet horsey (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kinda lame? Well maybe. Hahas. Works just like maple.. but much much more interesting. Why don't you guys join me? &lt;a href="http://deicide.ongameport.com/index.php"&gt;Click here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115105095305363283?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115105095305363283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115105095305363283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115105095305363283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115105095305363283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-i-have-been-doing-during-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115099058392130383</id><published>2006-06-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:36:23.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant bring myself to blog recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as motivated as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though a number of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feared holidays. I need to do something. If not I'm get real bored.. and when I'm bored I start to think alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which often .. isnt a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out often isnt a good idea either.. like you guys should know why.. but this week of holiday I decided to play a massive multiplayer online game. Its pretty new.. perhaps I'll blog about it.. like tml..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The occasionally flickering moments of the past never stops haunting my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115099058392130383?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115099058392130383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115099058392130383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115099058392130383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115099058392130383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cant-bring-myself-to-blog-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-115021139872140668</id><published>2006-06-13T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:13:38.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- =/ -</title><content type='html'>This world cup I thnk only south korea can make it to the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate the asian teams are playing they will never make it.. unless something happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway jus finished watching Togo 1 - Korea 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday celebrated juan's b`dae. She was so touched until she cried.. about the gifts we gave her... and the personally made cards imprinted with our hand prints and personal messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbox was the first thing we had in mind. And we got the VIP room. I think maybe its becos Kbox have the special offer for ppl celebrating their b`dae there. The room is freaking ass huge.. and a pool table in it somemore.. its like a mini theatre and amplifiers were blasting like shit. Real nice experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animal family always have a tradition of making life difficult for the b`dae person.. and so we did. We'd jus need to find out what he/she hates/afriad of most.. and make that nightmare come thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. we made her climb the pyramid at west coast park. HAHA. She's damn scared of heights. I guess we're being good ppl to force her to overcome her fears by getting her to perform those task. We're such good people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta rush my animation proj now.. nothing else is really happening these days. Hope when we go back to sch on friday to submit my projs, I will ... .... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go guess the dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-115021139872140668?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/115021139872140668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=115021139872140668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115021139872140668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/115021139872140668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='- =/ -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114986825053611703</id><published>2006-06-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:50:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- =O -</title><content type='html'>Its the holiday but I cant play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the holiday but I'm always afriad of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becos I've assignments to be completed and I'm afriad of my spending spree once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is already the prelude of whats to come.. went out with ngee ann mates for dinner.. had fish n` co.. I ate black pepper sting ray and seafood platter plus cream of mushroom and a cup of ice water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its holiday but somehow I want it to be school days.. or perhaps holiday but I am able to ... .... .... everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea the ngee ann mates would know what the .... is all about XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I'll just let nature take its route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! Jasmine Tye made it,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114986825053611703?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114986825053611703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114986825053611703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114986825053611703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114986825053611703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/o.html' title='- =O -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114968603841017759</id><published>2006-06-07T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:16:44.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- sg idols -</title><content type='html'>For the first 2 rounds of Singapore idol. MY candidates are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paul twohill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Female&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rahim Rahman&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Tye&lt;br /&gt;Gayle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My votes goes to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;None. ( His looks scares me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Female&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jasmine Tye. ( Just have the perfect combination of voice and looks)&lt;/em&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/18895467-114968603841017759?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114968603841017759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114968603841017759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114968603841017759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114968603841017759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/sg-idols.html' title='- sg idols -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114958653460974857</id><published>2006-06-06T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:49:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- bizzare -</title><content type='html'>Do you guys believe in telephatic dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds stupid. But I think I kinda am XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jittish Dictionary :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telephatic dreams ( neither a verb nor a noun )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It means two person dreaming about the same thing at the same time, as though they are interacting in their dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of those who dont understand what telephatic dream means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about someone that I know but I don't know last night. Meaning I seen this person before.. know the name.. but dont know her well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play with people's mind and make them think XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the dream its like as though we know everything about each other and had so much to talk about. Its the strange thing about dreams isnt it? At that point of time while I was dreaming it really freaks me out that she know everything about me and what I say about her she just agreed to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe this person had the same dream last night as well... o.O I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. It happened to me before Okay. That is why till now I kept telling myself such thing exist, even though I think I might be lying to myself. Strangely all those things happened when I was in love. HAHA. Dreaming about each other isnt strange huh? Oi. But we're talking about dreaming at the same spot, same time, smae situation.. and talking about the same conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished 50% of my workload. IM SO HAPPY. Just cant wait to get over all this assignment shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY COW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I did for one of the assignment. Dont you just love it? HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not crazy. Its just me.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114958653460974857?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114958653460974857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114958653460974857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114958653460974857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114958653460974857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/bizzare.html' title='- bizzare -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114921199300378142</id><published>2006-06-02T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:40:41.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Am I still.. -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/1600/DSC00870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6947/1859/320/DSC00870.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some creation we guys ( my class ) come together to do during the lesson free time on thurs. Very inspirational, isnt it? The pict isnt really clear here.. just left click on it to get a larger view and look carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to west mall with the guys in my class on tues. Planned to watch a movie. We got the tix for movie and have like 45 mins before the show starts. So we went to the arcade, hoping there is something that can keep us occupired for the time being.. and found something.. the $2 per game pool table. HAHA. Yes its the worst way to spend your money on pool.. but couldn't help it since its been sometime I touch those 9 shinning balls. I played two games and as usual, I won one of the game becos my opponent got in the black ball. I lost the second match horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. lets not talk about my downfall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. come on I didnt play for sometime, Im jus rusty XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-men is such a funny movie. Prof X lost to phoenix.. yet wolverine can win her single handedly? Why cant he just go wack her at the start of the movie and nobody would have died.&lt;br /&gt;I duno about it when ppl argue its wolverine's love for her that melts her heart.. but I thought Scott and her were together? Jean is a flirt! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok its jus a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across this blog awhile ago.. most prolly owned by an eastern european guy who is forced to blog by his english teacher.. weird english.. and very funny, kiddy essence involved in the way he blogged.. also read a few links of his. Can be really entertaining when you are bored in lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chad-whatdo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chad-whatdo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea I just finished by debating presentation and I thought I did only just fine. Hais oh well.. hope I'll come back here sooner.. kinda not motivated to blog these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&gt;' ')&gt; ------------&gt; ? (o' 'o)&lt;br /&gt;ll&lt;br /&gt;ll&lt;br /&gt;ll&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;? (o' 'o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I still..&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114921199300378142?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114921199300378142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114921199300378142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114921199300378142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114921199300378142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-still.html' title='- Am I still.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114886876288637352</id><published>2006-05-29T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T10:12:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- early morning -</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5.30am todae.. I duno why.. but I really felt like shitting.. so I stayed in the toilet for about 1 hour disposing my waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hugeee ulcer on my lips. Argh. Most prolly the cheest crust pizza I ate last night at jen's place. The gang went there to watch the korean movie series "xing nian 18 shui" or call it new bride in English. I duno whether koreans really behave like that in real life as depicted in the show, but I really think its kinda akward to be like them if I were to be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus stop when waiting for my bus, some girl kinda caught my attention. HAHA. Its rare that such things happen. But Really. She looks kinda new since I've never seen her before at the bus stop. Perhaps that was the reason? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus I was glancing out of the bus, and noticed this car, inside, a woman driver.. I think she is like about 20 plus years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WAS DRESSING UP IN THE CAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first red light when the car stops, she would look into the windscreen mirror applying her lip stick, the second red light she was brushing her cheek with those powder thingie. The third red light she was changing her skirt. No I didnt really see anything since it wasnt so close up. But I really gotta praise her for her bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding less reasons to blog these days. Just duno why. Life is a little less fruitful and happy these days without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114886876288637352?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114886876288637352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114886876288637352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114886876288637352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114886876288637352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-morning.html' title='- early morning -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114853687916716383</id><published>2006-05-25T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:05:06.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- la -</title><content type='html'>Im in school using the sch comp to blog now. Lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached school real early today.. my neighbour offered me a ride to school. I thought when someone offers you something, most people would prolly reject. But then again who would wanna offer you something when they are reluctant to? Of cos they do it gladly. So I might as well accept the free ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week sux. Assignment wise. Argh. I need a break this weekend. I wanna watch movies. Who wanna accompany mi? XD .. pirates of the carribean 2.. I die die also must watch dat one.. god jus time walk be forward in time.. get over now and look forward to the goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer is coming,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114853687916716383?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114853687916716383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114853687916716383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114853687916716383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114853687916716383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/la.html' title='- la -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114839939542665088</id><published>2006-05-23T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:49:55.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- aarghhh -</title><content type='html'>I wanna be a lecturer in a polytechnic when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos all they need to do, is to give you assignment and ask you to figure the tings yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they get paid for watching you doing your work after that for one whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming sux.. all I know are the basics.. which are the year one stuff.. so damn difficult to catch up with this year's programming.. now Im doing a programming script that looks to be about 6-7 whole pages long and 3/4 of it isn't working at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. this is driving mi nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. this week is filled with assignements.. and they all come suddenly.. Im NOT prepared of them ):  .. somehow the idea of thinking when is holiday coming is beginning to come into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. anyway i gotta get busy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed up,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114839939542665088?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114839939542665088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114839939542665088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114839939542665088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114839939542665088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/aarghhh.html' title='- aarghhh -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114803784499520331</id><published>2006-05-19T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T19:24:05.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Another day of debate-</title><content type='html'>I dont know why people in JC find GP papers so hard since Im taking that as one of my IS modules.. yes.. the comtemporary issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe its a paper only lame people can understand and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we had another day of debate and this time its about " which gender is better than the other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my class has more boys than gals and the lecturer wants the class to be divided into half.. one supporting the guys the other the gals, I was one of those which was set to support the gals.. which is kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. becos I was reluctant to voice any points out ( Im a boy mind you ) I spend most of my time listening to the gals throwing horrible statements about why gals are better.. an indirect insult to us guys =/ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. while the group supporting the guys dished out the usual " guys are more stronger physically ", " boys talk less, but do more " and "girls have slower reactions than guys".. but I cant help laughing at a few statements dat the gals stated.. which when you think about it.. could be very true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Gals have better sex appeal than guys.. which make them weak when being flirted with and thus, obeying the gal's command. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You wouldn't want to have a male nurse treating you.. or a male maid serving you..? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more like a 4 hours comedy show than a proper lesson .. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. its her burfdae todae. Yup. My ex. And I jus sent her a happi burfdae msg earlier.. chatted abit by sms and dats about it. I guess this will be the last time I am ever going to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh..&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&gt;' ' )&gt; huggies &lt;(' '&lt;) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.. Somehow I canot get this slogan out of my mind.. it makes mi sad when I think about it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114803784499520331?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114803784499520331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114803784499520331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114803784499520331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114803784499520331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-day-of-debate.html' title='- Another day of debate-'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114777964031362528</id><published>2006-05-16T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:21:45.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Things happens again and again -</title><content type='html'>I just got a random sms from some stranger asking if I had reached some MRT station a few days ago.. and then I msg back to this person asking who he/she is.. then found out this person msg to the wrong person.. then i got another msg after that, stating :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Since I msg you already.. can you intro?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really dunno abt this. Sometimes it can be really surprising.. but then, annoying at times when Im not really in a right mood.. and this is not the first time dat it is happening to me.. its the fourth time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the second time.. it was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I think I have messaged the wrong person.. but just to make sure are you (blah blah i cant rmb the name) ? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an absent minded guy.. and I always will be one.. I wanted to leave a message to someone a few days ago.. but received no reply. So I asked her if she'd received.. she said no. I checked her hp number once again with her and noticed its two completely different numbers. I duno how the heck I even managed to copy the wrong number.. come to think of it where else culd I get this number from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. messaged the 2nd time and receive no reply once again.. check the number once again.. and its wrong.. the last four digit has repeated numbers and it looked so similar dat I messed it up. I hope my previous two message werent sent to any strangers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well dats about it for now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamy, dreamy&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114777964031362528?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114777964031362528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114777964031362528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114777964031362528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114777964031362528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-happens-again-and-again.html' title='- Things happens again and again -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114745317810663269</id><published>2006-05-13T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:59:38.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Sian week -</title><content type='html'>Its quite a dull week.. or maybe I might have missed out the interesting events..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I have not been updating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and realised my dad has a new hobby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. collecting saga seeds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a 3 huge bottles of it in the living room.. now that I noticed.. he would pick up some every morning. Sounds like a kid's activity.. my sis asked him why he is doing this. He says he can sell them ( -.- ). The good ones, which resembles a heart shape.. can call up to a price of 20 cents each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time if I cant find a job I would consider doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home late again.. after a day of belated birthdae celebrations.. li juan's b`dae.. and we celebrated 2 weeks after her real burfdae. We're such bad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought out 65 dollars and Im left with 5 dollars man. God. apart from 15 dollars ez-link top up.. spent most on food.. and this lucky machine in the arcade in plaza sing.. where you try your luck to add up the numbers in order to get the rewards.. I was aiming for this N-70 phone.. kao.. I wasted about 10 bucks on it.. and won nothing.. I knew those machines were designed to con the money of us innocent ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm.. Im a little tired now.. think Im going to cut my hair tml.. there goes my hair dye..  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais..?&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114745317810663269?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114745317810663269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114745317810663269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114745317810663269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114745317810663269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/sian-week.html' title='- Sian week -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114690888711330273</id><published>2006-05-06T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:42:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- its been 7 months -</title><content type='html'>Yesterdae something happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked, very surprised and caught off guard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I shld smile or frown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is definately something good that is happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as the conversation dragged on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to sense something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is not right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : " .. I'm tired.. I want to settle down with no more nonsense.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somebody : " .. when the nonsenses are over.. I'll come and find you.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense are over..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 mths have passed.. its been a very long time.. I thought the conversation was a sign of renewal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. no its not.. the conversation only brought in a fresh new horde of lies.. full of controversy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. the lie that started 7 mths ago.. I thought it is over.. no its not.. its beginning to haunt me once more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Im upset.. I really upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. why does she have to carry on lying to me.. how long do you intend to dump me with your amazingly forged fairy tales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. are you afraid to admit that you lied to me all the long..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Right now I really pray hard.. that you will stop it.. stop the nonsense.. I will be very, very, very glad and happy if you are courageous enough to admit it.. I wouldn't be angry with you if you come up to me and bravely tell mi the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. becos if u do, it shows mi that you are no longer the immature girl I know one year ago.. and that you've grown up.. only after you admit will I trust you that "you" claim to have stopped your nonsense.. and prove to me you're once the "penguin" I first met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" I doubt she will even be here reading this.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Someone has made mi teared once more.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Teared about something that happened and ended long ago.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" This is the worst possible torture to be reminded of the sad past.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114690888711330273?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114690888711330273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114690888711330273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114690888711330273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114690888711330273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-7-months.html' title='- its been 7 months -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114680457792912395</id><published>2006-05-05T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:49:37.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- The calender.. -</title><content type='html'>I was setting the alarm clock on my hp last night to wake me up 6.40am today and saw something else in my handphone calender..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. my ex's burfdae is 2 weeks later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post a note last year jus to extra, remind mi of her burfdae.. back then we were still together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad isnt it. All my previous r/s, I've celebrated none of my partner's burfdae together.. and wad a time to remind mi of it now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted her contacts all in all.. but somehow her hp number still stays clear in my mind.. in fact.. the only hp numbers I remember is my dad, my mom, and my ex.. I dun even rmb my best buddies numbers.. guess its the after effect of calling her almost everyday for months back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Shld I wish her happy burfdae on dat day..? But it feels so weird to msg her suddenly after 6 mths of no communications .. but I still kinda think of her once in awhile, wondering how she has been doing these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still woke up late todae. Class starts at 8am and I woke at 7.40am. Reason? My hp went out of batt and it didnt woke mi up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt had the time to eat breakfast.. and I was so damn hungry lah.. but somehow went I reached the ngee ann bus stop, there was this young female, around my age.. she is promoting this new fruit bar brand.. and she passed mi one bar for testing. How sweet of her XD . Looks like I wun be so hungry afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus came home after another day of comtemporary issues class. I think I'm beginning to enjoy this class. We did debating todae and it so FUNNNNN! Its like 2 hours of non-stop arguements and remarks dat we throw at each other.. its like chaos.. in the end the teacher said we've been all talking rubbish for the whole 2 hours and so we wun be getting too high of a grade for today's assignment. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114680457792912395?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114680457792912395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114680457792912395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114680457792912395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114680457792912395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/calender.html' title='- The calender.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114666569500501996</id><published>2006-05-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:14:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Kids days -</title><content type='html'>Today's lesson was rather boring.. went to this webby where they haf lotsa mini games.. played during class time.. and guess wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into the top 10 high score list in two of the games XD . The one wif the dog icon and spider icon.. HAHA. Its difficult to win okay. Takes lotsa practise... during lesson time. Im such a naughty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orisinal.com"&gt;http://www.orisinal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try and beat my hi-score !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. got to chance to eat KFC today.. long time no eat liao.. went wif the ngee ann mates.. wanted to play pool but.. in the end.. we don't want to play.. so .. yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short blog these days =/ ,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114666569500501996?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114666569500501996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114666569500501996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114666569500501996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114666569500501996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/05/kids-days.html' title='- Kids days -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114639150457819199</id><published>2006-04-30T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:05:04.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- =( -</title><content type='html'>Chelsea 3 - Manchester United 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld haf went for the BBQ instead ytd.. now I realli am in a dull.. dull mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114639150457819199?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114639150457819199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114639150457819199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114639150457819199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114639150457819199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='- =( -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114619981230629557</id><published>2006-04-28T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:52:25.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Funny courses -</title><content type='html'>Im still thinking whether I shld go for the BBQ my poly course organised for tml or stay at home to watch soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the social event of the YEAR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tml is MAN UTD VS CHELSEA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must all the difficult decisions fall to mi... why why WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I jus reached home after my first day of my IS module.. the comtemporary issue class. Sounds like a pretty boring course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. but it turns out to be surprisingly entertaining.. in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lecturer&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" In this class, we'll look at current social&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;issues in Singapore and to &lt;strong&gt;learn to accept&lt;/strong&gt; the many different view points.. regardless of it being &lt;strong&gt;good or bad&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We're not talking about the general elections.. for example the PAP.. we're talking about social issues like foreign brides, child sex, maid abuse and etc.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind Im like.. &lt;em&gt;" you mean there are good things about child sex? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group ended up choosing a few topics for our group project.. those entitied .. " Research on the growing numbers of homosexuals " , " Increasing number of divorce rates " and "Gang fights".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer said : &lt;em&gt;" I think it will be good to research on the more interesting and uncommon topics.. you know.. homosexuals? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I don't know if I've chosen the right course to get me into the right jobs for my future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. but I certainly think I've found the right course to suit my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.L.O.L.O.L.O.V.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.L.O.L.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you hear mi say?&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114619981230629557?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114619981230629557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114619981230629557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114619981230629557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114619981230629557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/funny-courses.html' title='- Funny courses -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114579792730846509</id><published>2006-04-23T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:12:07.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- another b`dae -</title><content type='html'>Celebrated Wei da's b`de yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destination point, Sentosa Siloso Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jus found a street in Singapore that looks damnnnnnnnnnnn scary at night. Its along the path along siloso beach.. there is this jungle track.. you cant even see wads 5 metres away becos its so freaking ass dark.. I mean its really dark till I cant see the plants. If you're die hard thrill seeker u might wanna try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settled down at an empty pavillion.. and the usual routine.. sing b`dae song.. take photos.. den the girls head down to the beach to make a surprise while we guys held wei da at the pavillion while they prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played scissors paper stone.. the hei bai che style.. but slightly different.. the loser must drink a huge mouthful from the cocktail bottle.. its alcohol value 11.3%.. no joke.. and we got like 4 big bottles of the alcohol that is one of the worst thing I've ever tasted since the day I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile he girls were using about hundred over candles to form the words "Happy B Day to U" on the beach.. then lighting it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Sperm and Egg ( another typical jenny idea ) later on. Lol. Maybi its cool to be a kid for a day.. doesnt kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to West Coast park and slack.. climb the 3-4 storey high webbings and enjoy some scenary till 1.30am before reaching home at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup thats about it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114579792730846509?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114579792730846509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114579792730846509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114579792730846509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114579792730846509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-bdae.html' title='- another b`dae -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114535761641992534</id><published>2006-04-18T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:14:15.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- not so into blogging nowadays -</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. don't feel like blogging recently.. though many things had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy? Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy as always. Only working hard for things I think is worth getting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat over at marina bay with heng, juan, sheep and yan yi .. sea food =D . Too bad the crabs are sold out. The cool thing is we get to steam live prawns.. though I felt very bad when I dip the prawn into the boiling water.. we still have to hold the prawn tight with our chopsticks.. cos the prawns struggled real vigoursly.. one of the even jumped out of the boiling container and landed in front of juan. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed a few meat on the frying section for 1 hour and its still brownish in colour. I duno why. I decided to give up and force it all down my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised it was pig fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the nearby arcade to play after meal. House of the dead is becoming a very regular game I play everytime I go to the arcade nowadays. Shooting zombies is never so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and stare at the ceiling. I think I'm slowly able to understand wad the animal family has been trying to tell mi all these time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Everything you want, wish for, its your choice.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" ..But you've got to have a good look at wadeva you wish for carefully.. is the benefits more than the disadvantage? Is it worth going for? Will you regret and end up getting yourself into more misery if you choose to get your wish? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. Jit.. you've been too soft hearted all these time since the day we know you.. its time you start thinking about yourself rather than others first.. true its good to be nice.. that is one of your strength"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"..but you've over done it.. and people are starting to climb over your head. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I think about some of the people around me.. about the things they do.. the things they say to me.. and I thought. Maybe I should stop being Mr nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats the reason why I've always been the one who got hurt in my past r/s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im very reluctant to change. Its has already become part of my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start thinking about myself first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give myself a happier life ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know my strength has became my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much needing a breakaway,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Love someone too much and.. in the end.. you'll be hurt the most."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I learn to trust only the ones Im close to.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Trust any new met 'strangers'? No more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114535761641992534?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114535761641992534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114535761641992534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114535761641992534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114535761641992534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-so-into-blogging-nowadays.html' title='- not so into blogging nowadays -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114492618485254962</id><published>2006-04-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:03:04.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Chalet -</title><content type='html'>Its three days away from home. But it seems so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the house with an extremely huge baggage. Say 8 to 10kg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my fault.. yang meh meh wants to play dotA during chalet ( -.- ) so I brought my laptop.. We're glad that there was wireless during the chalet area.. but the connection was so horrible it disconnected every 1 -2 minutes. So we rather not use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the typical chalet that ppl will go to wild wild wet or escape.. becos suay enuff.. all the girls.. ALL..got their periods at this point of time. But we had night cycling during the 1st night.. 3 guys and 3 girls.. so we rent 3 double bikes for the night.. $28 per bike wtf.. the price keeps increasing and increasing every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny was my partner.. and its a nightmare.. kept complaning to me to ride slowly and control the tempo.. or the bumpiness will make her blood flow faster.. I figured its the same if any of the other 2 girls were my parnters anyways.. all of them are going thru the same thing.. had one of our breaks near a toilet.. to let jenny "clean" herself.. and to clense myself of her complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off at 10pm plus by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. one of our destination.. as always during every night cycling outing.. was to cycle to this street around tampines area where alot of girls.. or shld I say young women.. were seen standing along the kurbs during late night.. waiting for guys to hook up wif them for money.. with all the skimpy clothes on.. weren't surprised.. one of them wore almost practically nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. then cycled along a damnnnn longggg road beside changi airport.. we couldn't even see the end from the start point.. like its never ending.. its about the length of an airport run way. Becos beside it is the run way.. we watched like duno how many planes take-off during our ride along dat road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..used that road to reach east coast at 2am.. where we had some rest at mcdonald's.. bought our meals.. and the cashiers said every meal comes with a free chicken fan-tastic.. its a MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass. We're cycling man. We couldn't bear to waste the food..so we force it down our stomach.. anyways even if we returned to them they would probably throw it away as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time our butts are freaking pain and my legs are very woobly. ( Jenny practically didnt cycled at all. Its me who was always pumping while she enjoys.) I need to struggle every step. And thinking about the long long "runway track" back makes mi wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. then a miracle came.. I duno how the hell.. but yan yi's boyfriend ( Xavier ) pass by us.. in his LORRY along the way back on the "runway track". All of us were grinning like shit.. things could not get any better this time.. settled our bikes on his vehicle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. then he brought us to this really secluded place.. he drove his lorry into the FOREST.. along a damn narrow mudpath. No lights. The fog was pretty thick and bushes everywhere around us. And the atmosphere is OMG. Really scary but its cool. At the end of the mudpath is an amazingly beautiful.. I mean god damn beautiful senary. In front of us is a lake.. and the area nearby is jus practically trees and more trees. It was full moon it makes the whole thing more breathtaking. Good place for fishing.. and couples to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. then drove us back to the chalet at around 4am.. get some rest.. and xavier offered to help us get all the supplies we need for our BBQ since we hadnt bought them later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue later. Gonna eat. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114492618485254962?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114492618485254962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114492618485254962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114492618485254962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114492618485254962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/chalet.html' title='- Chalet -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114466467338900983</id><published>2006-04-10T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:41:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- the thoughts.. -</title><content type='html'>Man Utd 2 - Arsenal 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. its been quiet pass few days.. nothing interesting happened.. but well.. I'll be going for chalet from tml till thur.. hope you guys will miss me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually there was something I wanna blog about.. but on second thought.. I think I wanna keep it to myself instead.. hmm.. it feels so weird dat I couldn't share the more personal things with anyone.. which makes mi kinda sad but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. oh well.. jus wish one day someone special will be there for mi when I need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114466467338900983?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114466467338900983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114466467338900983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114466467338900983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114466467338900983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/thoughts.html' title='- the thoughts.. -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114442024822756467</id><published>2006-04-07T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:30:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- IS modules -</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My IS modules&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester 1 - Basic Spanish                                  1pm-5pm&lt;br /&gt;Semester 2 - Exploring comtemporary issues  8am-12pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They scheduled me to do my enrolment on the last day!! And all the vacancies for the cooler courses are fully taken!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only courses remained were like.. science.. environmental issues.. technology?? wad the fuk. I'm damn lucky to have booked a slot for spanish. Becos 5 minutes later I checked in and the vacancies are all gone.. and I dont even now wad is this comtemporary issue thing that I enrolled myself into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the name of the module looked nicer compared to the rest.. dats why I chose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114442024822756467?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114442024822756467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114442024822756467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114442024822756467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114442024822756467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/is-modules.html' title='- IS modules -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</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-18895467.post-114426068436565953</id><published>2006-04-06T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T18:49:33.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- playing 200% during holidays -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" .. I was so busy with the outside circle.. I never realise that someone.. was just lingering near me all the while.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today and found out.. that I ( thought ) had an appointment to make on the intranet to enrol myself for next year's IS modules. I ( thought ) my schedule was 10am - 11.30am .. then found out it was 9am-10.30am. Okay fine. There is still a second time slot for mi to settle the enrolment once and for all .. 10pm-2am .. I'll do it later then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had muscle aches once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the usuals again at 1pm.. headed to holland V's settler's cafe.. decided to have lunch at the cafe itself. Got myself a beef steak. The food is horrible. Maybe thats why its called a cafe. Played a little slamwich ( Something like heart attack ) .. followed by guesstures (charades) .. then some hamster crap.. ( like uno stacko.. a wheel version ) .. the charades was really stupid. Since the cafe is public .. so we were acting out like idiots... in front of strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way for those of you who don't know.. charades is a game dat requires one person to act out something without using your mouth to project any sound while your friends try to guess the word you're acting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny left to meet his lover boy.. leaving juan heng mi and the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pleaded the gang to eat something cheap for dinner.. becos we've been eating too much high class food lately and the expenses are really really scary.. so we had katong laksa at some nearby coffee store.. it taste good.. but the humps are freaking hell huge.. and Im beginning to worry if there were something wrong wif the humps.. cos I feel like shitting after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBox at jurong entertainment centre. Hoho. As usual. Signing like pros ( HAHA. ) .. and behaving like young kids jumping around with the beat of the musics all the way from 7pm to 12pm.. and we finally figured out that we could actually use our own musics at KBox if they don't haf the song you want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. by using yang meh meh's new phone.. the sony ericsson.. mp3 ; widening.. you know the one on advertisement where the parents come home and caught their son partying like mad with his friends at their house.. then end up dancing with the whole lot.. uploaded the songs we want to sing and play it using the phone.. it blasts out the musics just so perfectly right. The last hour I was practically out of voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some quick supper at Mc.. and some conversation before we call it off a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed home awhile ago just to realise.. my enrolment appointment is not today. Its tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arse,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18895467-114426068436565953?l=world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/feeds/114426068436565953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18895467&amp;postID=114426068436565953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114426068436565953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18895467/posts/default/114426068436565953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-the-wolves.blogspot.com/2006/04/playing-200-during-holidays.html' title='- playing 200% during holidays -'/><author><name>aaron .aka. jit wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12817979327961287105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
