<?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-23659248</id><updated>2011-09-29T01:01:18.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i start this blog coughing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>263</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2750286200512064828</id><published>2011-03-03T07:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T08:01:51.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not dead. i'm just really thinking of changing to tumblr. should i? blogger has too many faults. i don't know why but i can't even copy and paste stuff here. let's see what happens in the weeks to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2750286200512064828?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2750286200512064828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2750286200512064828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2750286200512064828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2750286200512064828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5210561452737894526</id><published>2011-01-01T13:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:36:17.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been some time! every once in a while, in fact very often, in my breathing and eating and shitting (though i do much more than these), i think of things to write about, and every time i just don't. just days ago i've thought of grand epic things to blog about the whole of 2010, but then when i start writing, things usually become milder, and much simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, 3 years ago on this day i was on duty at tuas naval base. it was a calm new year day, i reached there at like 8am. i still remember we had satays and achar in our lunch boxes and we watched bu neng shuo de mi mi and maybe played some ps2. was a long boring day. im so glad army is over. now my life belongs to me, and to whoever i want it to belong to. there are many sayings which are not true, but here is one that is: time passes so much faster when you're in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has been a good year for me, if i compare it to 2009 haha. the guys would remind me that this year my lung did not collapse. hahaha. though i don't need any reminders. but really, being able to run again, kick a ball again, or even get up from my bed all by myself, is a big big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elsewhere, in academics, this year in 2 sems i more or less successfully pulled myself up to an okay 2nd upper. revenge is sweet - especially when you do it to yourself! though really, many people helped me with that. in the first half of the year i had shaoming, gz, kelley to study with. shao you're the best, if you're reading this. this is a guy who would approach strangers to share cheatsheets with. it's good to recall the days we studied in lib till like 9pm, and then went for daily scoop=] and then 2nd sem he got attached and had no time for me HAHAHA no la he got busy with his cip stuff. and here comes HC1101E! im really glad to have schizo and bimbo with me this sem. like nana says, "i've never thought interaction through obs would actually work", but it somehow did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;css was another great thing in 2010. though many of the friendships are still rather undeveloped due to the sheer number of people inside (and due to my not attending as many of the stuff as i would like to), i did make some good friends like chengying and jon and greg and several others. how wonderful it really is to share the one same faith that has been maintained since the time of Christ. it's a special brotherhood. we are the Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek first the kingdom of God; the rest shall be added unto you. that'll make a good resolution! here's saying to all my loved ones - God, my family, my relatives, tg, exile, sj, wssg, a12, navy, css, marshall, marshketeers, and all ye who belongst not to any of the above-mentioned category - you're all always in my prayers; i love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5210561452737894526?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5210561452737894526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5210561452737894526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5210561452737894526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5210561452737894526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-been-some-time-every-once-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2949919104356421134</id><published>2010-11-18T08:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T08:40:06.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really love mornings. though it's usually quite difficult for me to wake up anytime before 7.30am on my own on schooldays (even with an alarm i'll usually snooze uncontrollably unless im going somewhere i like, like soccer or mj or church), all i have to do is to overcome the damned feeling and get myself to the toilet, sit down, have a good shit (pardon), brush my teeth, wash my face, and i'll start appreciating the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sunrises more than sunsets, though the latter is infinitely beautiful in its own right too. there's something about the warm and soothing goldness of mornings. haha. i think it's hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now seated at the cat-table with an edna, waiting for a eunice. it's 8 days to the end of my exams (4 days to the start) and im beginning to wonder why im so slack this sem. im not someone who abuses the word "slack", especially when it's used on myself, because behind the word "slack" there can be many meanings, many dimensions, many reasons and intentions (or lack thereof), which means nobody understands it well enough anyway. it's something like..nirvana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really slack in year 1 sem 1 - slack in a despicable and disrespectable way: it was almost as if i was trying to see what grade i'll get if i don't study at all. out came the result, and i was satisfied with it. because i couldn't ask for more. haha. year 1 sem 2 i worked quite hard and my result was tons better, but i wasn't satisfied. what an ass i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this sem, it's just strange. im just..slack. and yet i think i should be able to do reasonably well. strange huh. i thank god for my confidence, and everything else that comes with it. of course, in the event that i do eat my words come december, i'll learn something more about myself. but this moron called clarence doesn't think so. damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, as there won't be another wssg session till the christmas weekend, my ankle finally has time to recover! it has never had the chance to recover ever since it got injured in the stupid cage a few months ago, and every week i play with a creaky/wobbly ankle and hurt it again, and it gets a little rest again for about 6 days, and on the 7th day i play again, and so on. now i have 6 weeks to recover! woohoo. cant wait to play again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2949919104356421134?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2949919104356421134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2949919104356421134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2949919104356421134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2949919104356421134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-really-love-mornings.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7633109708215721490</id><published>2010-11-03T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:07:50.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After typing this line as the start to my conclusion for my essay on coffee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since its discovery and introduction to the global market,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rested for 3 days and continued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"coffee has left a lasting stain on the shirts of many people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! i realised i haven't blogged for 1.5 months! partly cos of the stupid tagboard, kena spammed by people who either (1) are very appreciative of my entries, or (2) want me to "lose 2-3 dress sizes in 10 minutes". made me feel very sian abt my blog, like it's been stained or something. am gonna try make a new tagboard after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had only 10 hours of sleep the past 2 nights. hahaha i know this is alot by many people's standards but it's quite little to me. but it paid off: our CL3201 presentation/project totally owned all the prcs. this feeling is good man. peigee, if you're reading this, thank you very much for your super effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i can finally start studying tml after i submit that coffee essay! will begin my 2.5 weeks of mugging with a dinner with tg=] let me prepare for all the laughing with a 9-hr sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7633109708215721490?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7633109708215721490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7633109708215721490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7633109708215721490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7633109708215721490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-typing-this-line-as-start-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6629172990422724156</id><published>2010-09-21T17:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:41:28.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I have worked hard on my fitness - so hard. I'm not a weights guy as anyone can see from my body. But I have been trying even to work on that. I ran six miles everyday in the close season. My routine was to watch a World Cup match and then go for a run. Then I would watch another game and then go out and have another run."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was disappointed with myself that I could not please all the supporters (last season). The people of Manchester United are the judges and that is the way it should be. &lt;em&gt;It is their team. I am a privileged guest&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dimitar Berbatov, whose hat-trick won what Sir Alex Fergusen refers to as the "daddy of all derbies": Manchester United 3 Liverpool 2; Sunday, 19 September 2010. And the hearts of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously I am happy. I am going home with a smile on my face. &lt;em&gt;But I am nothing special. I am going home to play with my kids&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6629172990422724156?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6629172990422724156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6629172990422724156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6629172990422724156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6629172990422724156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-worked-hard-on-my-fitness-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5924657587504894876</id><published>2010-09-11T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:54:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3-1 up in the 90th minute, final score 3-3. shit happens, but a team like man utd can have no excuses. nearly as frustrating was my game this morning. next sat, god-willing a good weather again, i will use both my head and heart more to play a better game. and then i'll watch man utd beat liverpool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5924657587504894876?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5924657587504894876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5924657587504894876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5924657587504894876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5924657587504894876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-1-up-in-90th-minute-final-score-3-3.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5112634894936303938</id><published>2010-09-03T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:39:07.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4RqAbOWXY8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4RqAbOWXY8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5112634894936303938?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5112634894936303938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5112634894936303938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5112634894936303938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5112634894936303938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpwww_03.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-9171716143851644434</id><published>2010-09-03T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:38:11.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-9171716143851644434?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/9171716143851644434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=9171716143851644434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/9171716143851644434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/9171716143851644434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2992739653655164783</id><published>2010-08-18T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T00:21:30.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have very helpful friends when i need motivation to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; sch starts today @ 7pm says:&lt;br /&gt;awesome &lt;em&gt;(when i said i have been very slack the entire week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; eunice says:&lt;br /&gt;ooh&lt;br /&gt;i usually read the first and last pages of my readings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;we'll see how long this is gonna take. says:&lt;br /&gt;why must study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; eunice says:&lt;br /&gt;whats so important about doing readings?&lt;br /&gt;what're they for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2992739653655164783?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2992739653655164783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2992739653655164783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2992739653655164783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2992739653655164783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-very-helpful-friends-when-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7129856976065019410</id><published>2010-08-02T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:15:54.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weather for the past 7 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues: no rain&lt;br /&gt;wed: rain&lt;br /&gt;thur: no rain&lt;br /&gt;fri: rain&lt;br /&gt;sat: no rain&lt;br /&gt;sun: rain&lt;br /&gt;mon: no rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the weather predictable or unpredictable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7129856976065019410?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7129856976065019410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7129856976065019410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7129856976065019410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7129856976065019410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/08/weather-for-past-7-days-tues-no-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3663206828914111490</id><published>2010-07-30T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T13:01:02.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQIcSKcB6D8/TFJYrd7-kzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2SgybtzHCc8/s1600/yuhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499555598766609202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQIcSKcB6D8/TFJYrd7-kzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2SgybtzHCc8/s200/yuhan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in response to popular demand! this is my 3-yr-old niece megan, 蔡宇涵. my ah mah (megan's great grandmother) has 8 kids and 16 grandchildren and she says she's never seen a child as bright as her. she's reli damn smart, this is no exaggeration. she thinks like a 5 year old at least. the things she say and do in these 3 years can surprise anyone. and she's damn talented, she can play twinkle twinkle little star on the violin! fml, i cant even hold a violin. and she's a ballerina and an outstanding artist, super dexterous. most importantly, besides her parents she loves me more than anybody else in the big family. that is the most important piece of take-home information in this entry ok. anw, currently i have 5 nieces and 5 nephews, and megan is the only one from my mum's side. but they're slowly catching up; 1 more nephew coming out this national day, another coming out at the end of the year. im going to be an uncle for the 12th time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3663206828914111490?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3663206828914111490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3663206828914111490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3663206828914111490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3663206828914111490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-response-to-popular-demand-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fQIcSKcB6D8/TFJYrd7-kzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2SgybtzHCc8/s72-c/yuhan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6713334528105100332</id><published>2010-07-20T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:28:33.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>megan, my 3-yr-old niece, called me again this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;megan: HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me (pretending): 你是谁？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;megan: 我是...我是你最爱的人！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6713334528105100332?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6713334528105100332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6713334528105100332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6713334528105100332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6713334528105100332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/07/megan-my-3-yr-old-niece-called-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7842934833621808980</id><published>2010-07-09T16:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:09:10.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Stupidity is also a gift of God, but one mustn't misuse it."&lt;br /&gt;-Pope John Paul II&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7842934833621808980?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7842934833621808980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7842934833621808980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7842934833621808980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7842934833621808980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/07/stupidity-is-also-gift-of-god-but-one.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2232906221710958497</id><published>2010-06-30T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T18:27:43.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The great scientist Kircher had a friend who denied the existence of God. During a visit one day, this friend saw a globe in the scientist's study. "This is an interesting globe," said he, "who made it?" "Why," replied Kircher, "it just made itself!" The friend had a hearty laugh at the idea.&lt;br /&gt;Kircher asserted, "It would be much easier for a little globe like that to make itself than for the immense globe of the earth to create itself."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2232906221710958497?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2232906221710958497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2232906221710958497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2232906221710958497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2232906221710958497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-scientist-kircher-had-friend-who.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6838478160444347580</id><published>2010-06-25T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:08:31.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry i haven been blogging for quite long haha..the past many weeks have been v nice n happening, and when u dun blog, u miss one event that u would have liked to write about. and still u dun blog, and u miss afew more. and so it accumulates, this vicious cycle, and now i dun even noe wad to blog about. nvm, those who have been wif me in some way or another this hols will noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets talk abt the past week. its world cup season and the fixtures were tight. last sat we had soccer, mon we had soccer, wed we swam a little (n kboxed. we sang like vuvuzelas), thurs we had soccer, today we had soccer and i defended the whole day n got rammed in the balls and for a moment i thought i was standing at the gates of heaven. the pain and worry and agony..my whole body went limp and i couldnt do anything for the next half an hour. afterwards i was quite glad when i saw that my pee was still yellow and not red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is seriously stupid. see la, all u pple who keep asking me to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6838478160444347580?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6838478160444347580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6838478160444347580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6838478160444347580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6838478160444347580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-i-haven-been-blogging-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2635525938668652795</id><published>2010-05-27T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:41:42.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading my previous post, a concerned reader pointed out to me that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cherie says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU'RE DISTURBED LOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..unwittingly causing me to dream of ghosts last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reader, aligning with the general opinion presented in the hundreds of fanmail that cisforclarence receives daily, suggests that my entries should contain more 'personal opinion'. When questioned what on earth that actually means, this reader gave an answer that I now struggle to remember. This reader also asked if I have private entries. For the record, cisforclarence does not have private entries, mainly because I don't know how to make private entries, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to enjoy the holidays everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2635525938668652795?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2635525938668652795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2635525938668652795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2635525938668652795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2635525938668652795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-reading-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6071744740520600406</id><published>2010-05-27T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:58:50.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>of all the conflicts in the world, the most spectacular ones happen between the head the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6071744740520600406?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6071744740520600406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6071744740520600406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6071744740520600406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6071744740520600406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-all-conflicts-in-history-of-man-most.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8666165710105483167</id><published>2010-05-06T10:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:52:32.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've had ironic dreams like i dreamt that i was dreaming. but last night's the winner: i dreamt&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i had insomnia! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never had insomnia in my life. the longest ive ever took to fall aslp was..1.5 hrs? maybe 2 hrs. and it felt terrible enough. usually 3 minutes is all it takes; i dun even have time to talk to my bed. i lie down on my bed, poof, im gone. i lie down on the sofa, poof, im gone. i lie down on the corridor, no i dun usually lie down on the corridor. ive fallen aslp on the toilet bowl in the morning several times though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro and i share the same room, and stimes he comes into the room 5 minutes after i lie down and he says some rubbish to me and i get seriously pissed because he thinks im still awake but NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, 早睡早起身体好~ may those who have screwed up their bio clocks this exam period set them right again soon. if not, the clock is really ticking. enjoy the hols everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8666165710105483167?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8666165710105483167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8666165710105483167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8666165710105483167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8666165710105483167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-had-ironic-dreams-like-i-dreamt.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2508726457084622935</id><published>2010-04-26T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:42:27.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>much has already been said about the effed up chinese education system in spore. i might decide to spout everything again one day after the exams, but for now all i wan to say is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have all the confidence in the world in motivating my future students, in inculcating in them the right values, morals, beliefs. i can make them strong, i can make them confident, i can make them fearless. i can make them want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time i happen to teach chinese. like a teacher of any other subject, i want my students to be as good in it as they possibly can. on my own part i certainly can make them like chinese, i certainly can generate interest. but thats all i can do. the fruits won't be as half sweet as they potentially could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos the system isnt helping me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2508726457084622935?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2508726457084622935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2508726457084622935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2508726457084622935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2508726457084622935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/much-has-already-been-said-about-effed.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-322500033777755996</id><published>2010-04-22T07:09:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:16:53.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey Clarence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found your laptop sitting on a bench. How do I know it's yours? Sorry I turned it on to see if I can identify the owner, and your Messenger window popped up. Voila! I'm sure you won't mind, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you can breathe a sigh of relief now, your laptop is safe and sound :) Will you be in school this week? I'll pass it back to you. Text me at ********.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Raymond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 april last year, i got into hospital and stayed there for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;21 april this year, i got back a lost laptop after a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;big thanks to god and n also to mary, st anthony n st jude (if u guys are reading this, muacks again) for ur intercessions. and of cos for all the prayers that so many friends said (and of cos the many consolations) over a laptop haha..since several days ago i had alr fully accepted my lesson (cisforcareless), and thankful for losing something that money &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; buy. look at the guy's email: i still have no idea why he took 6 days haha..why for 6 days he didnt bother contacting lost-n-found..why he only switched on my com after 6 days..too many whys, suan le. haha incredible ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ExternalClass"&gt;in so many instances in life i honestly feel that god is spoiling me. things i wan i get. the phrase tyco-shit is always used on me. dead ends always come alive. like auntie lucy says..so embarrassing!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-322500033777755996?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/322500033777755996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=322500033777755996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/322500033777755996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/322500033777755996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-clarence-i-found-your-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3554960679200550809</id><published>2010-04-19T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:01:22.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so it was that i lost my 4-month old laptop last thurs, through nothing but my own fault. from the bottom of my heart, big thanks to chengying aloysius and alvin for searching high and low and here and there. and to shao for all the troubles, and to gz and kel ley for laughing with me. and to cherie for keeping watch on msn and er..pinching me in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: every april something must happen. last april i had hmfd, and then my lung collapsed. this april i lost $1200.&lt;br /&gt;my brother: i cant wait for next april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i ever manage to find out who's the person who took my laptop away, i will make sure i ask if he needs my charger as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3554960679200550809?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3554960679200550809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3554960679200550809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3554960679200550809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3554960679200550809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-so-it-was-that-i-lost-my-4-month.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6255528982921352129</id><published>2010-04-12T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:36:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had the saddest haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i walked n saw her i knew sth was wrong: she was damn pale n had lost weight n looked like she just cried. i was hoping its just a bad flu. anw she's 30-yr-old, came from china, been cutting my hair for a year now and we've been talking random stuff. these few months she's been v happy cos she's goin back home in may (her 2-yr contract is over so she's gonna have a few mths break). she's been looking forward to that quite alot and while im happy for her, i have been left wondering who the hell is gonna cut my hair for that few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt take long before she started talking. she just found out that her dad had died..a whole year ago. nobody told her. she found out by chance in an online chat with a young village friend. i duno wad to say abt her devastation, but anw now she hates her family for not telling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the looking forward, all the hopes, all gone just a month before she flies back for a supposed reunion. she got no mood now, she's going back just to spend time wif her grandmother who's 90. she says she'll probably stay there for quite a long while, at least til her grandma passes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she know's im christian, she asked me how heaven is like. she was happy with my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should give her something when i see her for the last time next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6255528982921352129?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6255528982921352129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6255528982921352129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6255528982921352129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6255528982921352129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-i-had-saddest-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-703329098876420891</id><published>2010-04-08T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:56:48.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Clarence i must tell you of my nightmare. I dreamt you were my husband. Like wad!!! Stop invading my dreams..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nightmare&lt;/em&gt;?! FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-703329098876420891?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/703329098876420891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=703329098876420891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/703329098876420891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/703329098876420891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/clarence-i-must-tell-you-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1410045609953563610</id><published>2010-04-06T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:26:05.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i try to be like grace kelly&lt;br /&gt;but all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;so i tried a little freddie&lt;br /&gt;ive gone identity mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be brown, i could be blue,&lt;br /&gt;i could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;i could be hurtful, i could be purple,&lt;br /&gt;i could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta be green, gotta be mean,&lt;br /&gt;gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;why don't you like me, why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;why don't you walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song has been in repeat mode in my head for days and the battery isnt running out at all someone help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1410045609953563610?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1410045609953563610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1410045609953563610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1410045609953563610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1410045609953563610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-could-be-brown-i-could-be-blue-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-62938194658080899</id><published>2010-04-05T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:24:03.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Cockroaches got no face. And they're not slimy. Or skin colour. Cockroaches are only a shape."&lt;br /&gt;- Ng Yan Ting, 22, when asked why she fears lizards and not cockroaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-62938194658080899?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/62938194658080899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=62938194658080899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/62938194658080899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/62938194658080899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/04/cockroaches-are-only-shape.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5773906442156844902</id><published>2010-03-29T07:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:54:23.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after breakfast i was walking to this study room and right before i entered it i stopped and stood there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was all yellow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by some angle of shining only known to chiiyeh, the morning sun made my entire room yellow! i literally said 'wah'. the walls were yellow..the ceiling was yellow..the sofa was yellow..everything was yellow. it was a bright but comforting yellow and i stood there and reached another level of nirvana. the song took no time to come:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah they were all yellow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5773906442156844902?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5773906442156844902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5773906442156844902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5773906442156844902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5773906442156844902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-breakfast-i-was-walking-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1707699424455024504</id><published>2010-03-27T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:28:09.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's just a paper/ says:&lt;br /&gt;y r u single huh&lt;br /&gt;too many china girls isi t&lt;br /&gt;its ok one u noe&lt;br /&gt;straitstimes said they come to singapore to find love&lt;br /&gt;u mite be their love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;shit u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1707699424455024504?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1707699424455024504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1707699424455024504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1707699424455024504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1707699424455024504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-just-paper-says-y-r-u-single-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2251970230767973626</id><published>2010-03-20T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:52:22.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Min SEE tay says:&lt;br /&gt;clarence&lt;br /&gt;say yes or no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;yes or no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2251970230767973626?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4005664520713023195</id><published>2010-03-18T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T15:39:53.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its raining more this week and a gd afternoon shower has just stopped. im in yih study room now, table 13. the temperature is ok, i dun have to wear extra. in between this laptop and myself are some notes on busking, courtesy of my changing landscapes groupmates shao and guanzhong, and im going to use them to own many other grps in an essay due next friday. on these notes is an orange highlighter i permanently borrowed from my brother. towards the left of my laptop is my laptop cover, on which lies my ipod and a pilot rexgrip 0.5 mechanical pencil. on the right of my laptop is my uni-ball signo dx 0.38 black pen, and my lg chocolate is placed on top of my polo club wallet. my bag sits on the chair on my right. on my 2 oclock is a chinese sporean guy in a dark blue tshirt studying wif hell lot of pens splattered all over his table. he has neatly but not old-fashionedly parted hair that happens to go to the left just like mine. but he's also a right-hander like me. he's listening to music n looking calm, despite the maniacal array of pens. on my 10 oclock is a bespectacled guy in green facing away from me wif long sleeves folded up and craning his head towards his laptop. on my 9 oclock 2 metres away is a guy wif a hooded vest and he has not moved a single bit for 45 minutes. i hope he still has a pulse. ok he just moved. i think he sensed this entry. its beginning to drizzle again and im leaving for the toilet and then to the bus stop to take a bus to science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4005664520713023195?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5779504283298609801</id><published>2010-03-05T13:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:31:48.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are vegetarians, there are vegans, and now, ladies and gentlemen, there are fruitarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first heard of this silly word in ST's Mind Your Body a few weeks ago, where they interviewed a guy who says he's a fruitarian, though probably the only one alive in singapore. this curious word has been playing in my head since then, and the urge to laosai all my thoughts out proved quite strong, so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i can fully understand why there are vegetarians. ok maybe not fully, but u noe, killing animals n all, no need further explanation. in fact, i have a fren who recently became vegetarian, and i shant reveal her identity here. (of cos, if i had known she was going to see goats being slaughtered at the muslim festival, i would have told her FENGYI PLS DUN GO N SEE SUCH THINGS!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point is, i think vegetarians have good hearts, im sure. they dun use leather bags, they dun step on bugs. the only problem i see wif their lifestyle, besides the difficulty of resisting bak kwa during chinese new year, is what they are going to do if they discover an ant's nest in their homes. do they persuade them to leave? do they usher them out of the house one by one? this will take some time, thereby decreasing the amount of time they have for readings. wad if they find a gang of cockroaches? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the fruitarians. their way of thinking, if you even call it thinking, is as such: eat only what the trees want to give u. (im not making this up, but i sure am laughing very hard) they think that they shouldnt kill broccoli because the broccoli is innocent, the broccoli has broccoli rights, the broccoli doesnt want to die so we can live without cancer. so their strategy is to eat only what the plants allow us to take from them, ie. fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did some research on wikipedia, which told me that some extreme fruitarians (as if fruitarianism isnt extreme enough) will only eat &lt;em&gt;fallen &lt;/em&gt;fruits, because, u should get the idea, fruits that are still on trees should stay there until the trees decide to drop them for us:))) and some fruitarians dun eat seeds because there are future plants inside the seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is interesting to see how they live their lives. i will feel sad to see them use paper, because paper is tree. even if their paper is recycled, they came from trees that didnt want to die. i would like know with what do they wipe their backsides after their daily business, in which i do not expect to find seeds. shit, this is getting quite worrying. i'd like to noe how they pursue an education without textbooks, worksheets, readings, exam scripts. i also do not expect to find any wooden furniture in their houses. do they have a birth cert? throw it away, it is paper. do they have a passport? throw it away as well. can they read newspapers? if they walk through a garden, they cannot breathe, or they might inhale pollen that the plants wanted the &lt;em&gt;bees&lt;/em&gt; to have, so there can be future plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagining their lifestyles make me very depressed. but it is quite seldom that one laughs so much in depression. that said, i wish u all a fruitful day ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5779504283298609801?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2589636858206523076</id><published>2010-03-04T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:40:24.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to watch the first half of spore vs jordan on ch5 last night, and then decided to watch the 2nd half as well, and this morning i regretted it like any other silly late-nights doing nth substantial. not that i have many late nights..in sch term i sleep before 1 and wake at abt 7. for me 6 hrs is the tipping point, just enough. feels like im walking a tightrope between functioning and non-functioning. look at my english. its not even working. in fact i dun tink i would even be blogging this if im wide-awake and clear-headed haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw dad watched the whole match wif me and i hope he can stil drive properly today lol..singapore played not bad by its own standard, but stil cmi..i cant rmb which idiot said we could enter world cup 2010. sack him if he's still around, cane him for gd measure. anw we lost 2-1 and are out of the asian cup~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand why noh rahman is in the national team. he's short, he's slow, he has no vision, he has no skill, he has no stamina, he cant defend, he cant attack, he cant head, he cant pass, and he probably thinks he's gary neville. what purpose does he serve? to top it all off, he's our captain. the guy who replaced him at half-time was rubbish as well, and just as short. does singapore not have tall guys who can play football? right winger mohamed ridhuan is another undeserving player who flops 9 games out of 10. duric is old, which is sad. hariss harun is all of 19 yrs old and did quite well in centre-mid. the defence was not gd, but again we had lionel lewis to thank: it could have been 5-1 or 6-1. prc qiu li made his debut ysd and shone on the left wing. i think he's fantastic. another prc shijiayi was gd as usual too, but he looks too much like chenyixun..many times i imagine him singing as he plays. overall we missed shaiful esah, khairul amri and johnny wilkinson, and maybe an on-form mustafic fahrudin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite another totally stupid post to make this blog less and less read-worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2589636858206523076?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2589636858206523076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2589636858206523076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2589636858206523076'/><link rel='self' 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and he said he will try to slp less cos work is getting heavier, though he's dreading the fatigue of reducing his slp from 10 hrs a night to 9 hrs a night. in case u duno i have such a fren, he's a yr 1 double major (physics and math) with a cap of 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the holidays are 2 months away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-982188438086365373?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/982188438086365373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=982188438086365373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/982188438086365373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/982188438086365373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3084253810330328156</id><published>2010-02-23T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:22:34.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday on my way to school i heard the new chinese version of the wondergirls' Nobody, and was trying not to laugh on the bus. im no fan of them, i dun even rmb how many girls exactly there are in the group, but i must admit Nobody is surely up there as one of the catchiest songs in the history of human civilisation. the korean one was gd cos i dun understand a shit of it besides the english chorus haha. i think i heard the full english version once or twice, i dun rmb any lyrics but i think it wasnt too bad either. but the chinese version was simply hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start wif a korean song with an english chorus and a contagious tune, have a bunch of pretty girls sing it, huat ah! reproduce it wif full-english lyrics and enter the english market, huat huat ah! reproduce it again in chinese, enter the china market, hahahaha its getting too silly. their pronunciation is freaking funny. not long after that, still on the bus, 933 played aunty lucy singing the da di hui chun cny song and i was trying even harder not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the afternoon i was at a bench in a corner in s16 trying to study before the einstein lect, and once chiiyeh left for his, i fell aslp by default. when i woke up i found myself in a pool of drool so big i was half-expecting to find fish in it. a truthful disclaimer is that normally i dun drool (ok maybe one or two drops haha), but yesterday i duno why, maybe the angle of my head was wrong or sth, the leakage was memorable. my head was on a set of my notes, and i threw it away at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the notes, not my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3084253810330328156?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3084253810330328156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3084253810330328156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3084253810330328156'/><link rel='self' 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valentine. if u dun have a teacher, u dun go around grabbing an uncle and wishing him happy uncle's day on teachers' day, its the same theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the chinese calendar, for the first time in 57 years we give oranges rather than roses on feb14, and we get angpows. and for the first time the number of couples getting married on that day drops drastically, according to channel8 news, which relentlessly goes to the ROM every feb14 to film the brides and bridegrooms, doing its part in a propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, getting married on feb14 is quite a silly idea in itself. wad explains it is that the guy wans to give himself an easy date to rmb, in addition to reducing the number of celebratable occasions, henceforth saving money. from here, we can deduce that he is quite a chauvanist, and he probably can make her agree to marrying on feb30, if so he desires. another possibility is that the girl is a complete idiot who thinks getting married on feb14 with a thousand other couples is uber romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my cny as usual! food and visits and laughter and gambling, like some kind of an immortal. i was telling fengyi, the next time we have a holiday all the way til 初八will be when we retire, so thank you nus, u let me have such a long cny holiday, and u let ur students go back to china.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6510298619719885521?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6510298619719885521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6510298619719885521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6510298619719885521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6510298619719885521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-telling-minsi-calling-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5021521342613733614</id><published>2010-02-08T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:48:39.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a tiring day, the astronomer went home and had a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[All in a Day's Work - The Craptacular Chronicles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5021521342613733614?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5021521342613733614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5021521342613733614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5021521342613733614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5021521342613733614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/02/after-tiring-day-astronomer-went-home.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4898271732618811429</id><published>2010-01-18T07:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:47:51.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“美通老大”走得很突然。前个星期五（一月八日）早晨，半边身子失去知觉，赶紧入院，随后脑出血，陷入昏迷，隔天下午在所有亲友前来探访后，安详地离开了人世。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大舅陈锦淮享寿六十一，品性善良，生活朴素。平生热爱阅读，知识渊博，是个不知名的中文精英。那年我决定选修语特，他将《陋室铭》全篇一字一字输入手机，从荧光屏上教我文言文，之后传送给我。手不释卷，病发前最后一本书是中文版Thomas Friedman的The World is Flat。也爱猫，也爱美食，也爱电视。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一生风风雨雨。约二十年前肾衰竭，侥幸在两年内获得他人捐赠，之后二十年来除了一些必服的药物，都过着正常开朗的生活。不料新肾脏半年前也失去了功能，因岁数的关系，没有再得到器官移植的希望。一周洗肾三次，身心疲惫，精力憔悴，意志消沉，不怎开口说话了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美通营业四十年，街坊老友无数，五天内前来探丧者无不惋惜，也无不赞叹老大的为人。上星期三，灵车缓缓离去，亲友默随在后。外婆从二楼住处外眺望，哭成泪人。外公当时在医院，如今出院了，体质不佳，仍不知情。母子父子六十一年，走完了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白金三万有余，儿女依照父亲生前一句吩咐，将大部分捐献给肾脏基金与儿童癌症协会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两岁半的孙女宇函像外公，天资过人。只惜四代同堂如今少了一代。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿老大在天之灵，保佑这个大家庭永远平安、健康、团结、快乐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4898271732618811429?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4898271732618811429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4898271732618811429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4898271732618811429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4898271732618811429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8542365039231200483</id><published>2009-12-26T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T14:49:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>despite my attempt not to commit it again, ive once more dug a customary hole for myself at the beginning of a new academic phase. okay, 3.7 isnt despicable, but surely its far from sth to be proud of. who resents a good start? ive never enjoyed the process of climbing out of holes, but it looks like i gotta do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the cathedral at 11pm on christmas eve and there were alr no seats left, but the midnight mass was beautiful as always. went ah pak's hse for christmas lunch later in the day and had many peaceful hrs at home aftwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back frm soccer and finally i feel im playing well aft a couple of lousy sessions, but then today's opponents were all but 16 hahahaha..suddenly the court seemed to open up for all our passings n runs. it feels sinfully good to thrash lesser opponents, amithaba. who ask them to come to our court?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, its been 1 mth but here's to thank all of u who gave me a gd 21st bday: exile, tg, sj. n the many of u who wished me. thank u all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and merry christmas! let the hols never end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8542365039231200483?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8542365039231200483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8542365039231200483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8542365039231200483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8542365039231200483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/12/despite-my-attempt-not-to-commit-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7322942736223179722</id><published>2009-12-14T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:49:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Perhaps I've become more appreciated as I have got older. It's unusual for a 36-year-old to be playing with a team like Manchester United for 20 years but I am enjoying it and long may it continue. I have been lucky enough to win a lot of things in my career, playing with great players and under the greatest manager that has ever lived, and playing for the greatest club. This is up there with all of that. I grew up watching this programme and to see all the people who have won it and to be up there with them, it's unbelievable. A huge thank you again to everyone. For my children Liberty and Zach, you can stop watching and go to bed now - there's school in the morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Giggs, BBC Sports Personality of the Year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7322942736223179722?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7322942736223179722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7322942736223179722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7322942736223179722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7322942736223179722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/12/perhaps-ive-become-more-appreciated-as.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8389868625205663413</id><published>2009-11-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:09:35.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xy says:&lt;br /&gt;anything u want?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;lol duno leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xy says:&lt;br /&gt;damn sian rite birthday during exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;i wan cap 4.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xy says:&lt;br /&gt;all forget&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;ok i help u have sex with your prof&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8389868625205663413?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8389868625205663413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8389868625205663413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8389868625205663413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8389868625205663413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/11/xy-says-anything-u-want-lol-clarence.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4191740959954210829</id><published>2009-11-14T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:43:21.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u gonna smoke through ur exams, u gotta have good cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Smoking is a Skill - The Craptacular Chronicles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4191740959954210829?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1132688284684787412</id><published>2009-11-06T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:42:33.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if ever in life you find urself in a rat race, be a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[A Cat in a Rat Race - The Craptacular Chronicles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1132688284684787412?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1132688284684787412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1132688284684787412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1132688284684787412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1132688284684787412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-ever-in-life-you-find-urself-in-rat.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3901334595776299090</id><published>2009-11-04T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:15:45.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the winds are blowing and the clouds are red. brewing wine again i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come fall! just leave my sat dry and sober.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3901334595776299090?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3901334595776299090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3901334595776299090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3901334595776299090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3901334595776299090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/11/winds-are-blowing-and-clouds-are-red.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1957093830837614509</id><published>2009-10-31T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:18:36.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's nothing more beautiful to the city-dweller than a big rain in the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1957093830837614509?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1957093830837614509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1957093830837614509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1957093830837614509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1957093830837614509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-nothing-more-beautiful-to-city.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3413573669807394823</id><published>2009-10-28T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:37:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;wad shall we get for weiqi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finuisance says:&lt;br /&gt;a praying mantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;this is such bloggable material!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finuisance says:&lt;br /&gt;its not wad. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3413573669807394823?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3413573669807394823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3413573669807394823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3413573669807394823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3413573669807394823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/clarence-says-wad-shall-we-get-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4570280260263144990</id><published>2009-10-27T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:22:48.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these couple of days i turned to coke rather than coffee, which might well be breaking up all my calcium. i brought a can of coke to psy lect (i love the sound when i open cans. i tink the guy who invented the mechanism shld get a nobel prize just for that unique sound it makes) and i didnt dare to eat my mango mentos so chailing happily ate 4 to 5 of them and stopped to say they're fattening. i never did know mentoses were fattening! well done. maybe thats wads lacking in my diet. (which leads me to laojie's latest entry which made me laugh) but we cudnt beat a bunch of idiots who brought a pizza into the lecture theatre during the break. fass people are all crazy idiots. anw chailing made me laugh again. her jokes are shameless and matter-of-fact and self-deprecatory and proud all at the same time and i reli appreciate them. hahaha. which leads me to recall shao asking me how jokes are formed. i tink there's one main rule: jokes work on the unsuspecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find the element of surprise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4570280260263144990?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4570280260263144990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4570280260263144990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4570280260263144990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4570280260263144990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/these-couple-of-days-i-turned-to-coke.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4384047155383657241</id><published>2009-10-23T09:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:42:39.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in life, some pple throw in the towel. others hold the towel a little longer and bide for time.&lt;br /&gt;some, of cos, have no towel at all to throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nobody usually remembers wad a towel is to be used for: wiping ur sweat, refreshing urself and going on to beat that guy anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4384047155383657241?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4384047155383657241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4384047155383657241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4384047155383657241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4384047155383657241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-life-some-pple-throw-in-towel.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-9037768481807522335</id><published>2009-10-21T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:18:15.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a press conference, Sir Alex Ferguson gets questioned on the FA charge he faces for criticising referee Alan Wiley's fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferguson: Silly question gets no answer. I'm not answering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: It's not a silly question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferguson (Gets up and leaves): Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-9037768481807522335?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/9037768481807522335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=9037768481807522335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/9037768481807522335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/9037768481807522335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-press-conference-sir-alex-fergusen.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4187832284384676680</id><published>2009-10-15T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:39:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;pls teach me how to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;dun sleep lor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only life can be so easy. since sch started i dun rmb forcing myself to stay awake on any particular night besides tonite. thats how easy ive been taking things haha. bloody hell. anw apparently next mon's a hol for ntu but not nus. i duno wad nus is trying to be, racist or sth? wad if i need to celebrate deepavali? anw in all likelihood, i'll be making next mon a hol myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4187832284384676680?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4187832284384676680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4187832284384676680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4187832284384676680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4187832284384676680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/clarence-says-eh-pls-teach-me-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2756603745918005561</id><published>2009-10-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:42:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;anw i totally slacked my wkend away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wEe C= - my volition knowing is not tantamount to understanding ][ determination translated to obstinacy says:&lt;br /&gt;hahas i dun do alot on weekends either... they jus feel like dey are meant to be slacked...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a piece of slackness fitting my blog's theme..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2756603745918005561?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2756603745918005561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2756603745918005561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2756603745918005561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2756603745918005561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/10/clarence-says-anw-i-totally-slacked-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3846092533126577886</id><published>2009-10-02T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:59:46.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;gladys 3 oct 2009 (: says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz i read ur blog and i was reli amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys 3 oct 2009 (: says:&lt;br /&gt;and then i decided that there is little risk that our convo might be posted uo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys 3 oct 2009 (: says:&lt;br /&gt;since i dont talk like the rest&lt;br /&gt;so im relatively safe&lt;br /&gt;and *DONT U DARE POST THIS UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gladys 3 oct 2009 (: says:&lt;br /&gt;u are reli super lazy&lt;br /&gt;u dont care abt copyrights&lt;br /&gt;and u anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;put the "worse of ppl" up ont heir blog ---&gt; &lt;em&gt;(i duno wad this means)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the airport thing was reli funny &lt;em&gt;---&gt; (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but cont to do so &lt;em&gt;---&gt; (hmmm...ok.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3846092533126577886?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3846092533126577886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>steph says:&lt;br /&gt;i read half way then felt really depressed&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tear up all the readings&lt;br /&gt;but realised no use doing that&lt;br /&gt;still gotta re-print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, i cant resist posting a funny msn conversation hahahaha. btw do scroll down n read the previous entry on zhanghuimei if u haven, its freaking funny as already testified by one of my readers, wayne rooney. anw these are some of the funny things i'll read in a rocking chair when im old. a laptop on a rocking chair haha! actually i'll rather sit on a sofa, but a rocking chair got more 意境。or maybe by then we'll have no more laptops, i'll just click around in the air like some fashionable old idiot. and den when i read halfway the doorbell rings, my frens come in and we play mahjong. after mahjong (i win the most again muahahaha) we'll have have some chocs and watch tv and laugh around stupidly like we always do, n lament that our legs have gone crumbly n we cant play soccer anymore, and one of u refuse to believe n so i hand u a ball n u kick it n u shatter my tv. and then some of us say stupid things again, and i post it on this blog again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-43567876715468250?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/43567876715468250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=43567876715468250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/43567876715468250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/43567876715468250'/><link 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stupid&lt;br /&gt;she come for f1 race concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;f1 is car leh..airport is for planes leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and cont'd in a later part of the chat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;eh u v happening leh go airport mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;yah lor&lt;br /&gt;got life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;short though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;byebye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahaha ok my next post will be less lazy~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6986234074080068984?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6986234074080068984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6986234074080068984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6986234074080068984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6986234074080068984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-time-for-funny-msn-convos-again-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6443766992153516335</id><published>2009-09-22T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:28:45.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;nvm if some of u dun get it, i just found this damn funny hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ql when bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Please Disturb] if u want to says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;y u suddenly ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;den must slowly ask meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Please Disturb] if u want to says:&lt;br /&gt;haha no need&lt;br /&gt;jan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this is even funnier&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmmm says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz if ql likes sir oso&lt;br /&gt;den it's obviously 2 person juz wasting precious time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6443766992153516335?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6443766992153516335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6443766992153516335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6443766992153516335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6443766992153516335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/09/nvm-if-some-of-u-dun-get-it-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7074312424002479525</id><published>2009-09-19T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:54:07.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;u need some mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yao says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;i need some mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yao says:&lt;br /&gt;we need some mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i feel stressed. probably cos this is my first sem, i cant see much in front of me, only the dec hols and the mountain of crap i have to go thru before gettin there. some frens find me when they're stressed possibly cos i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. give pple a slack feeling&lt;br /&gt;2. stimes say funny things&lt;br /&gt;3. give pple a slack feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when occasionally its my turn to be stressed i usually duno wad to do, but then again thankfully im usually not stressed for too long so before i can find a solution, i realise 我又想通了. hmmm but this studies thing is stretching abit too long for my standards.&lt;br /&gt;but today oso happened to be a day i laughed alot at home. you wudnt tink i got much to laugh abt at home haha. i have a peaceful n happy home like many of u, things are nice and mild, there's laughter here and there and now and then, but usually nth explosively humorous. but today me n my bro were both at home e whole day (he's on hols, ive got no lesson) and on more than 2 occasions we were talkin abt random stupid stuff n we laughed like seriously crazy. he made me laugh like mad n i made him laugh til he had tears. a sibeh funny day we had. besides the usual bickers which are of cos harmless n short-lived. i duno abt him, but i guess i really needed the endorphins today man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw here's another stupid msn excerpt.&lt;br /&gt;steph says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;can try quitting sch&lt;br /&gt;i've thought abt it&lt;br /&gt;but like not v feasible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw yanting is in japan alr! take care man if ure reading this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-790416294958389727?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8365371406977374987</id><published>2009-09-02T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:27:52.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch's been fine, my timetable's slack but workload's not. i can raise my hands and admit im not studying hard enuf yet, and i shld try to put in more effort sometime soon. but u hear these kind of crap frm nearly everybody all the time, and it doesnt reli mean much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yao, ray, wee, zr and me had last sat wad might have been the best soccer we've ever had. (sorry i have to record this down no matter wad. one day when im old my legs will die, and this memory will be priceless.) first thing in the morn the sky was &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt; and it began to drizzle, and under the menacing sky yao says dun worry as i see him changing out of his slippers into his soccerboots. so as the script goes the drizzle had to stop and the sun had to come out in full blast. there had to be only e 5 of us. away in a rarely-played n strangely-shaped court we won match after match wif some bunch of ex-jj pple our age and even til now im limping with 2 swollen toes and i feel its all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played 2 goals per game, 3 teams, and after losing e first match (yao says it just a warmup) we practically just stayed in the court while e other 2 teams came n went. the amazing thing was we didnt have the goalkeeping hands of xl nor buffon tt day so as the usual rule goes, whoever scores had to be keeper. this rule kind of kills personal momentum, cos whenever u score u wud like to do it again immediately, but sorry ure the keeper now til ur fren scores. but e 5 of us had such incredible team-momentum we each took turns to score, and wif strokes of luck somehow every goal looked gd enuf to compete for goal-of-the-year. there were fancy passings, curlers, nutmegs, rockets, chips, acutes, steals, volleys, even a freekick by me who almost nv takes freekicks. me yao n wee had 4 each, ray n zr at least 3 apiece. imagine how many games we won. i tink it left permanent psychological damages on the 10 guys who had to play against us on that kind of a flawless day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to actually write stuff instead of copying n pasting, though i find them all rather funny, and cos im lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8365371406977374987?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7000193620713464368</id><published>2009-09-01T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:50:11.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;u so late havent sleep again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ya had sth to do just now&lt;br /&gt;gg slp soon liao&lt;br /&gt;u leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;reading lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;u mean reading law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;shit u&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7000193620713464368?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7135472101675156667</id><published>2009-08-25T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:33:31.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(15mins later)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;wah where u go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;oh i see&lt;br /&gt;so fast come back ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;private jet ma&lt;br /&gt;fly really fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;oh ok&lt;br /&gt;u go australia do what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;feed my pet kangaroo and pet koala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;u so rich got private jet&lt;br /&gt;nv hire people to feed for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;rear pet must personally do everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;then why dun u migrate to aussie&lt;br /&gt;easier also leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;lidat how i feed my pet merlion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;how ur merlion eat&lt;br /&gt;it keeps puking leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;actually all these years its on treatment la it got water retention so i gave it some med to make him puke all the water out&lt;br /&gt;the private jet i mentioned is actually a strong jet of water tt he puked out to send me to australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;oh..&lt;br /&gt;then ur merlion still on drip ah&lt;br /&gt;its puking nv stops leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;so much water stil drip for wad?&lt;br /&gt;no wonder all ur pets all die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;dun sad&lt;br /&gt;u can always have more pets&lt;br /&gt;but rmb&lt;br /&gt;u cannot rear a bird&lt;br /&gt;u will be eaten up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;i really want to whack u leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;i tink some of my readers duno wads wif these jokes leh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;like the green flash&lt;br /&gt;n now this&lt;br /&gt;shall we tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;thats why hor&lt;br /&gt;u shld nv copy and paste these convos&lt;br /&gt;technically it is not blogging&lt;br /&gt;and no one will understand u&lt;br /&gt;so why bother&lt;br /&gt;then soon hor&lt;br /&gt;u will lose the 3 readers u have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;halo&lt;br /&gt;i have more than 3 readers can&lt;br /&gt;u tell me which 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;5 then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ok u happy jiu hao&lt;br /&gt;eh quick tell my readers wads wif the green joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;wow so late liao&lt;br /&gt;u dun need to sleep ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;dun need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;really ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;ok lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;so quick tell my readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;wow now 11:48pm leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;u dun test my patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;today's weather not bad ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;if u guai guai tell my readers&lt;br /&gt;i will just copy n paste this convo&lt;br /&gt;if not i will copy n paste the previous one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun tag at blogs one&lt;br /&gt;my principle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;u are reli very stupid&lt;br /&gt;u can just say here&lt;br /&gt;cos i will copy n paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;woah 5 more mins to midnight leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ya now 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(1min later)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now 3&lt;br /&gt;u reli seeking doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo&lt;br /&gt;why u bully me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7135472101675156667?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7135472101675156667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7135472101675156667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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know my classroom for tmr but i dunno where the hell is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;dun worry&lt;br /&gt;i dun even noe where my sch is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;yah tts ur prob&lt;br /&gt;anyway i may be dropping by main campus&lt;br /&gt;so maybe can see u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;most prob wed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ooh i got sch frm 12-2&lt;br /&gt;come find me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;my lesson ends at 12&lt;br /&gt;too bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ok dun sad ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;yah u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;is u dun sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;u just&lt;br /&gt;copy and paste right&lt;br /&gt;i typed word by word leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha i very fast rite&lt;br /&gt;ya tts ur prob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;is u stupid lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;but i will be there quite long i think&lt;br /&gt;cos my next lesson at 630..&lt;br /&gt;so u dun sad and u dun be sneaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;wad sneaky?&lt;br /&gt;halo&lt;br /&gt;i will never ever stalk u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;u copy and paste&lt;br /&gt;choy i also nv stalk u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;wad copy n paste?&lt;br /&gt;halo..u duno stalk me how many times can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;i nv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;i always see green flashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe ufo catching u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNEW IT&lt;br /&gt;UR WHOLE FAMILY IS AFTER ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7573302551130327168?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7573302551130327168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7573302551130327168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7573302551130327168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7573302551130327168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/08/weiqi-says-but-i-got-readings-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2752434098831865591</id><published>2009-08-04T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:18:10.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clarence said (11:04 PM):&lt;br /&gt;pple care&lt;br /&gt;u dun care&lt;br /&gt;eh i gtg la&lt;br /&gt;got thing to settle&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;wad thing u want to settle?&lt;br /&gt;nan dao u owe pple money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;why cannot pple owe me money leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;woah tt is v hard leh&lt;br /&gt;i still rmb my 16.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;wad thing&lt;br /&gt;nan dao&lt;br /&gt;u plan to escape from sg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence said (11:13 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how u noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;smart mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;how ah&lt;br /&gt;where shd i go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;go and die lor&lt;br /&gt;my answer funny hot&lt;br /&gt;hor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2752434098831865591?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7482889877033243081</id><published>2009-07-31T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:35:34.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's my msn conversation wif a female fren of mine who appears offline every night, and whose identity shall be strictly obscured. do not, ladies and gentlemen, make any attempt to comment at the tagboard to discuss who she is, because i think she will saw ur head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;lol siao&lt;br /&gt;wad u do online every night huh&lt;br /&gt;besides hiding frm ur imaginery stalkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend says:&lt;br /&gt;why u keep thinking my stalkers are imaginary one&lt;br /&gt;they can be real wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;okok mix of real and imaginary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend says:&lt;br /&gt;NO MIX OF REAL AND IMAGINARY&lt;br /&gt;is all real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;okok allreal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend says:&lt;br /&gt;good boy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;u too~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7482889877033243081?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7482889877033243081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7482889877033243081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7482889877033243081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7482889877033243081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/07/heres-my-msn-conversation-wif-female.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8707906629418305187</id><published>2009-07-23T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:01:44.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bro and i were talking crap that day and we (more of he) arrived at the conclusion that the biggest con-job in the world belongs to that of the..-drumrolls-..weather-forecasters. tts v smart of him, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite frequently we switch on e radio and we hear e weatherman say tt spore's temperature for today will be ranging from 24C to 32C. pls tell me who cannot predict this?! this range covers like practically everything. its like i can predict today that i will pass away between the age of 21 to 115. v insulting to us sporeans..and u realise if it rains today, their prediction for tml will be tt it will also rain. this is tamade stupid. esp during the rainy season, everyday they will just happily say it will rain tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing abt most con-jobs is that you will get caught and ur tricks will be exposed and u will be brought to justice, and the sporean tv crew will film you walking into the high court as u try use a copy of 8days to cover ur face. like if ure the guy who opened brookes business school, u eventually land urself in some deep shit n u need a burly lawyer to defend u. or if u belong to some china 诈骗集团, one day e police will track all the irritating calls uve been making to innocent aunties and ure going to land urself in jail as u spew some chinese vulgarities. and or if ure simply a guy who frequently plays cheat in mahjong, god bless u, one day ur frens will realise u've been trying to be funny and they will make sure u die on the mj table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, ladies and gentlemen, the weathermen will never get caught. for all we know, their full job scope probably involves playing mahjong e in office from 8am till 4.55pm, at which point the biggest loser will have to put his tiles down n swivel his chair to the computer to predict it will rain tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is this so? cos whenever his prediction goes wrong, there's always the saying that e weather is unpredictable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8707906629418305187?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8594385898990362236</id><published>2009-07-13T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:36:10.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tot this is quite funny. we were as usual discussing when to meet up cos we always end up not meeting up. so aft i suggested sth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liting says:&lt;br /&gt;cool cool&lt;br /&gt;make it soon before we dont meet up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8594385898990362236?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8594385898990362236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's starting soon i tink, and i have quite afew qns in my head regarding like when is sch starting exactly. so i decided to grab a fren and ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;yo&lt;br /&gt;u going nus rite?&lt;br /&gt;ahyeow my girlfriend says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA NO&lt;br /&gt;NTU&lt;br /&gt;ps caps&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1777343741305691520?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1777343741305691520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1777343741305691520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1777343741305691520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1777343741305691520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-starting-soon-i-tink-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7205096257417001252</id><published>2009-07-04T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:43:29.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the last of e 3 old turtles died at 6.20pm ysd. he's been wif me for 10 yrs, was big and strong and robust all the way till this couple of months when he's been taking longer than usual to wake up from naps. he was buried at 8.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one huge regret was i didnt get to bury one of them. im still upset wif myself for that. when sth has been wif u for a decade u cant just throw her away like a piece of rubbish even though its just a tortoise. anw that day in march when i came back home dad told me she died and i was damn shocked n i cudnt think well and dad had alr put her in a plastic bag and she looked terrible dead. i just cudnt tink properly and when dad said he'll just chuck her down the chute i said ok. i was examining the other 2 of them n my mind wasnt working well. she was 10 too. not long after the 13-yr old died and i gave her a proper burial and so ysd the guy joined her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7205096257417001252?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4362769446099677411</id><published>2009-06-24T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:26:49.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets have a short one here. recently i like my readings in chunks so ive been choosing things like 《说〈红楼〉人物》which allowed me to read on one character at a time n i enjoyed e whole thing quite alot. these few days its been The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes. reli love the traditional english in sherlock holmes stories, its classy and irreplicable. everytime i read sherlock holmes stories, i feel sir authur conon doyle has every reason to be knighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its relaxing to read in the cool night-breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;footnote:&lt;br /&gt;when someone goes away frm msn for a moment and returns typing incoherently, its kind of worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;brb brb brb&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20mins later)&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;bsck&lt;br /&gt;ack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4362769446099677411?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4362769446099677411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4362769446099677411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4362769446099677411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4362769446099677411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-have-short-one-here.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6802584926902708723</id><published>2009-06-23T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:02:07.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt wan to blog til wed but this is one of the funny stuff to come out of a conversation wif e stupid girl. its always this funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-its 00:59 hrs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;wad u dg tml?&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;tml liao&lt;br /&gt;now tues&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;how do u noe i not referring to wed?&lt;br /&gt;weiqi says:&lt;br /&gt;cos u not tt smart&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6802584926902708723?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6802584926902708723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6802584926902708723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6802584926902708723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6802584926902708723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-didnt-wan-to-blog-til-wed-but-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7077497868391572637</id><published>2009-06-10T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:35:25.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha sorry its been more than a mth since my last update. this is going to be a long post regarding nth significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life feels like that of a retiree except i cud do wif a bigger pension. that lung thing made me realise now how fortunate it is to be able to do many simple brainless things like getting out of bed myself n walking outside n even breathing deeply. and laugh! anw my recovery has been like wad wee said, sooner rather than later. wad a nice phrase haha..felt damn happy last sat when i scored my first goal 10mins into the game (though for the rest of the game i played like shit.) i rmb at the start of may i was kind of immobile and saying i'll probably only be able to get back to the court in mid july, so im reli thankful now tt im playing in early june. internal injuries are now 90% done, lungs capacity 95%. im still careful though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 5 weeks the typical week is to go out on 2 weekdays n stay home for 3. n sats n suns are usually out of cos, so this figure leads to a steadily shrinking bank account. but luckily for myself in diff stages of life i use diff mottos, n currently i happen to be living a great, well-balanced life so the motto has to be 钱乃身外物. hahaha wad a wastrel rite, go dig ur lungs out everybody. but im a happy wastrel. relaxation is a state of mind, so i tell my parents n bro im conserving energy to chiong in uni. but seeing on home-staying days how freely i move amongst psp, tv, internet, books, lying around, my bro doesnt seem to take a word i say. he says i might even report to the wrong uni in august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile in the past few weeks man utd won the 3rd straight epl title and threw away the champions league to a worthy barcelona (it cud easily have been 3-0). regarding the epl its interesting to note that man utd lost twice to liverpool (and didnt manage many points wif arsenal n chelsea either) in regular season and somehow still won the league wif a game in hand. i guess towards the end liverpool reli threw up their pool of liver cos they reli cud have won it wif 2 glorious comeback wins against us, had just 2 losses in 38 games (which was reli well done), but drew so many times against lesser opponents. rivalry aside, i tink its reli a lesson on how in life we gotta take our chances in things we have big chances in. this, however, does not reli explain why i still keep buying 4d/toto. anw arsenal was even sadder, but then u reli gotta give wenger his credit for securing e 4th spot wif a bunch of kids. chelsea has always been strong besides that period of internal conflict which was a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unsporting behaviours aplenty. in e man city match cristiano ronaldo throws another tantrum typical of a 10-yr-old. he is reli accumulating bad karma. and rafael benitez refuses to congratulate fergusen on winning the 3rd straight epl. i give liverpool players my respect but benitez reli can just go back home, get a piece of land n grow a plot of moustache. if u lose to ur rival this season, be a gentleman and congratulate him, and say u'll be back for revenge the next season. that's a man. and gareth strawbarry keeps saying he wans to play champions league football so he'll only consider a move to liverpool, and suddenly man city gives his a warehouse of cash and off he goes to man city. wad a hypocrite! anw in bball lebron james was also vying for the sorest loser position. wad a stuck-up bastard! and kobe bryant wasnt as jerky but still was a little too proud in his dismissal of shaq. and even locally, that woman refuses to talk to the chinaman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry for all these trash, next post will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7077497868391572637?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7077497868391572637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7077497868391572637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7077497868391572637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7077497868391572637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-sorry-its-been-more-than-mth-since.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6243939302108581931</id><published>2009-05-04T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:16:31.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as expected, my previous entry drew some shocking smses, msn offline msges, paparazzi, firecrackers, etc. much as im flattered n thankful for all ur concern (thankyou all reli), im beginning to wonder wad mysterious purpose does my tagboard serve. from time to time it appears my blog has quite alot of secret readers who wud rather have their monitors explode right in their faces than tag. anw several readers have told me my tagboard is uninteresting n a chore; a problem which is not my problem. anw im glad my entries can be so exciting pple rush to my house in cabs, only to realise, to their bitter disappointment, that im still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting slightly better each day though i shld still be 1 week away from breathing normally. my lung has still not fully expanded n im 3 days away from removing my stitches. stimes it gets reli frustrating tt my normal life is gone all of a sudden. i tink when i finally make it to the court again, my first goal will send me crazy. i r-e-a-l-l-y cannot wait but wad else can i do but wait?! i oso cant wait to eat some gd food and when i get well i will readily fork out a sum from my bank account to eat my lungs out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anw my hair was getting so long i was beginning to resemble a deranged !kung bushman. its the longest i've had for 3 years and so i decided a big chunk of it should depart from my head, so this morning i ventured out of my house to visit my usual hairdresser and so now, wif a refreshing new haircut, im looking as stupid as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;as the man who saw three holes in the ground said, well well well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6243939302108581931?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6243939302108581931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6243939302108581931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6243939302108581931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6243939302108581931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-expected-my-previous-entry-drew-some.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1956753885237979910</id><published>2009-04-29T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:34:39.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my left arm is still quite immobile from the anasthesia, so just a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the many who had no idea where i disappeared to, haha i had 2 lung operations. so on this extremely hot afternoon my 9days-7nights (there's a reason why its not 9-8) sojourn in sgh has finally come to an end and im glad, tired n panting all at the same time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i only told 5 pple: eugene, since i had to tell a superior (it happened 3 days before my ord so i was still a nsf. literally by the last breath.) and tg. and 2 others who smsed me during my stay asking me out. lol so pls dun be too surprised cos unfortunately clarence wun die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many stories to tell and ive been telling them over n over to all my visitors n i wun be typing them here..u can hear them from me when u treat me a meal outside next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big thanks to all my visitors..mom n dad n all my relatives esp my ah ma. tg, whose jokes nearly caused my lung to collapse again, and of cos esp wee my best bud n tour-guide who came nearly everyday wif food and wif a reliable arm to pull me up from my bed. yt (im sure u'll transfer them back to me) n jin the xing fu girl accompanied by mh whose mouth contains gold, for coming on the last nite to hear my finale story. n shao n the tonic. thank you all! n all the smses i received from darius, an ee, hs, tin, laojie, dennis, huilin, marcus, evidence that news do spread like the swine virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos big thanks to god for all the things that are obviously not just coincidences. esp where just one line from me and i was assigned probably one of the best cardiothoracic surgeon singapore could offer. (this i only confirmed upon discharge when at the lobby i happened to sit right where the board of directors n doctors was.)&lt;br /&gt;anyone who noes me will noe tt i seldom talk abt my faith. having been brought up the catholic way im reli much much more verbally subdued than my other christian counterparts whose msn nicks n nearly every single blog entry is abt &lt;em&gt;Him&lt;/em&gt; (haha i dun tink i even ever typed him wif a cap. not out of disrespect, but cos all these years we're alr so close tt its all natural. i dun tink anyone types his best fren's name wif a cap.) which is a of cos a gd thing haha. well all i can say truthfully n proudly is that my faith n my trust in him (as well as our relationship, 21yrs n counting) reli can have no proper description in words. everything is all natural and incredibly strong..we're reli like old lovers. haha man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very tired now haha..if u reli believed i was here to type just a few words, i must be kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1956753885237979910?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1956753885237979910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1956753885237979910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1956753885237979910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1956753885237979910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-left-arm-is-still-quite-immobile.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6896511151330148949</id><published>2009-04-17T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:23:03.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;手机忽响之，来电者不明也。&lt;br /&gt;遂听之，盖中年女子也。其中国腔甚重。&lt;br /&gt;“喂~ 请问你会讲华语吗~？”&lt;br /&gt;吾他妈的反感也。&lt;br /&gt;“不会不会。”&lt;br /&gt;遂挂之。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i told jin, my life has been quite gd since recovering frm hfmd. kenneth mun says my ns has become a cca, every wk go once. well he's not fully right cos its even less than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj at yao's hse 3 days ago was the most unbelievable session. 20cents-40cents, max 5 tais as usual, 3 rounds. to be very accurate, yao lost 22.60, i lost 17.80, soonhui lost about 43. calculate how much xl won: &lt;em&gt;an incredible eighty-plus&lt;/em&gt;. 满台5 times, 4 of which was 自摸. and 四台自摸4 times. we didnt bother remembering his wins of lower tais. it was a gd thing he treated pizza that afternoon and a plate of zichar fried sotongs in the evening, otherwise he would not have made it back home in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer that evening was great. ladies n gentlemen, a 5-0 mauling of a grp of malays in a 4v4 match. for me it was a strange case of gd form despite bad health (acid kept coming up my oesophagus the entire game due to drinking thick concentrated coffee right before playing). anw how the hell the malays cudnt even score one, i duno. but we definitely played well. marcus was the usual deadly striker he is, banging in goals off the posts. xl was in top goalkeeping form after his top mahjonging form, wth. shao sweated and worked hard as always. wee moved up and down the court n added regularly to the goal tally n was enduring enough to last a night without substitution. n after marcus injured his back i came on to score a fine solo goal which i'll remember for some time. but for my goal against the expats in the last match i somehow cannot recall anything at all except the loud bang of the metal grills. its a strange feeling to have a piece of memory totally gone lol. anw i was too tired n the acid was killing me. tml we're playing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been borrowing books from the library and doing quite some walking in the malls. im even doing acupuncture for my wrist. and i enjoyed a nice steamboat wif liuzhen n chaohsiang, 2 great guys. and that makes for 50% attendance of the guys in my jc class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smell dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5264656325040334898</id><published>2009-04-06T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:17:48.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say lightning nv strikes the same place twice, but hfmd has visited me again after 13 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is definitely the worst sore throat ive ever had as far as i can remember. imagine ur entire throat lined wif ulcers. wud someone please slash my throat.. every drop of saliva, every sip of water, every grain of rice that goes down my throat i scream inside my heart. and none of the 3 meds given to me have any effect! ksdjviosdhbsb. but i sincerely thank so many of my frens who bothered to say takecare after the omgs and wtfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sores on my feet are much less irritating relatively. compared to my cousins kelvin n kelda my palms are good. right one has only a few sores and left is completely fine somehow. i love my left hand. its always reliable and reminds me im once left-handed! wif the injury to my right wrist its even learnt how to use a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw how can i let a hfmd prevent me from watching manchester united regain top spot in the league? hahaha anw i was so glad tvu worked perfectly last night. just a day after benayoun's 92nd min winning goal over fulham, 17-yr old 6th choice man utd striker federico macheda, in the exact same minute, calls for a pass from giggs (twice his age), receives it, cruyff-turns his marker and curls the ball henry-style to the top right corner- old fergusen nearly chokes on his chewing gum, grown men at old trafford cry, liverpool fans smack their foreheads, facebook goes wild. teamwork yes, audacious courage from a debutant yes, luck yes, skill yes, history yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile in singapore, the weather is such a conman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5264656325040334898?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5264656325040334898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5264656325040334898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5264656325040334898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5264656325040334898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/04/they-say-lightning-nv-strikes-same.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1344295580097821757</id><published>2009-03-25T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:56:46.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is how i have only 9 working days left in my very flawed organisation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wk: 3-day week (ffi, sign offs and leaves)&lt;br /&gt;next wk: 1-day week (sign superiors' clearance)&lt;br /&gt;next wk: 1-day week (sign cookhouse and emart clearance)&lt;br /&gt;next wk: 0-day week (haha)&lt;br /&gt;next wk: 4-day week (yaya around) and game over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 slacking days sounds better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1344295580097821757?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1344295580097821757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1344295580097821757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1344295580097821757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1344295580097821757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-how-i-have-only-9-working-days.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5239375854412470636</id><published>2009-03-15T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:26:58.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after several days of weak struggling, my old turtle passed away peacefully while we were all out on the 3rd sunday of lent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was made so happy yesterday when she showed remarkable strength to climb atop a rock to bask, but then i had an idea that it was just a 回光返照, and the idea turned out true. and that was the last of a million times she did that. i think the rock would miss her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she now rests in peace in the soil beside a nice quiet meandering pathway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye mate, and cheers to an amazing 13 years. i'll never forget you=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5239375854412470636?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5239375854412470636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5239375854412470636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5239375854412470636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5239375854412470636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-several-days-of-weak-struggling.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2841426503555398356</id><published>2009-03-13T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:04:29.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the 2nd one, she's still alive. stil very weak yes, but still alive. she shitted quite alot considering she ate virtually nth for the past 30+ hours. (shitting can be either a gd or a bad sign. gd cos tt might well cleanse her system, bad cos b4 animals die they sometimes clear their systems.)&lt;br /&gt;i just changed the water again and she's sleeping again.&lt;br /&gt;wad was i doing 13 yrs ago? maybe it was 12, or 14, i duno. she was stil wif me in toa payoh! i was still in p3 or p4. there was only once when she fell ill. tt was 10 yrs ago, just after i moved to bp. same like now, very sleepy. i dun suppose red-ear sliders hibernate in this kind of weather here, so tt must be an illness that's causing her to be so weak.&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd one, male, is strong like a bull as usual. im slightly affected/amused tt he doesnt reli seem to notice tt his 2 girls are gone lol..reptiles are reptiles after all.&lt;br /&gt;but 13 yrs are 13yrs after all too. so pls live on, like u did 10 yrs ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2841426503555398356?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2841426503555398356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2841426503555398356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2841426503555398356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2841426503555398356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-one-shes-still-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-6738347039962091285</id><published>2009-03-12T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:34:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 of my 3 turtles passed away to a mysterious illness yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;she's been around for 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;many of my friendships arent even that long.&lt;br /&gt;the other one, 13 yrs, is now too weak to even eat.&lt;br /&gt;pls pls dun die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-6738347039962091285?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/6738347039962091285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=6738347039962091285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6738347039962091285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/6738347039962091285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-of-my-3-turtles-passed-away-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-1953799999028719687</id><published>2009-02-23T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:38:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive always wanted to blog this story after seeing it on mindef's forum some time ago. but i cudnt find it thereafter, til i finally saw it again on fengyi's blog! here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An American businessman was standing at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How long it took you to catch them?" The American asked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Only a little while." The Mexican replied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why don't you stay out longer and catch more fish?" The American then asked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have enough to support my family's immediate needs." The Mexican said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But," The American then asked, "What do you do with the rest of your time?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take a siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life, senor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds you buy a bigger boat, and with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the consumers, eventually opening your own can factory. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mexican fisherman asked, "But senor, how long will this all take?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To which the American replied, "15-20 years."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But what then, senor?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO (Initial Public Offering) and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You would make millions."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Millions, senor? Then what?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The American said slowly, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take a siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-1953799999028719687?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/1953799999028719687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=1953799999028719687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1953799999028719687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/1953799999028719687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-always-wanted-to-blog-this-story.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8654361471239727928</id><published>2009-02-06T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:13:56.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks to the upcoming audit, tml will be the 2nd sat in a row of ot! have been missing the last shuttle bus from camp to lakeside everyday this week. well besides tues when i stayed in for duty haha. its kinda funny that in this period where many of my frens ord im goin thru one of the most hectic phases of work ive ever had in my unit. time passes real fast during hectic work, before u noe it its time to knock off. and then u realise u cant knock off yet! and so the sun slowly sets. haha but im not writing this to vent anything cos its quite great working hard wif the guys. we laugh hysteriously, we do stupid things, we run and we write and we forge and we play bridge before we go crazy. work's tiring but i reli feel gd. freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos im not forgetting ord is just arnd the corner. and happy ord to all the feb guys man. byebye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8654361471239727928?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8654361471239727928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8654361471239727928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8654361471239727928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8654361471239727928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-to-upcoming-audit-tml-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-444719909511959198</id><published>2009-01-19T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:19:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>keitai ga hoshii. says:&lt;br /&gt;why WHOA?&lt;br /&gt;keitai ga hoshii. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;very uncomfortable seeing that&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;keitai ga hoshii. says:&lt;br /&gt;this is getting more n more uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;keitai ga hoshii. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-444719909511959198?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3695591569530205679</id><published>2009-01-12T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:50:47.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;i going bonkers&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;not enuf slp&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;not enuf food&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;not enuf off&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;slp&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;go slp now&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;not enuf food&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;bite urself&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;not enuf off&lt;br /&gt;hueysun. says:&lt;br /&gt;take mc&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;great minds think alike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3663021149619058275</id><published>2009-01-07T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:16:31.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i koped this from fengyi's blog without first telling her, cos this is quite creepy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday, January 7&lt;br /&gt;Dream World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last night, i had another dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they say people dream more when they are heaty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think so too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last night i dreamt of yingfen and clarence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were outside, and it was my birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being me, i kept quiet about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but suddenly clarence took out something which looked like a present.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it looked like a pretty prom dress,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those kind with open/broad necks, hanging at the shoulder kind which i like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it sparkled a little,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i was delighted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but upon closer examination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realized that it was a cloak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the kind which vampires wear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just that it was white but still quite nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my dream, i also had a sorethroat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didn't want to talk,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i typed on the dress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can wear this to minsi's bdae party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos her theme is fashion disaster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my dream, yingfen also kept telling me that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this guy is not clarence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he just looks like clarence but he is not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;creepy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3663021149619058275?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3663021149619058275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3663021149619058275' title='0 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xo-clusive's. says:&lt;br /&gt;but i hate studying&lt;br /&gt;♥ xo-clusive's. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;♥ xo-clusive's. says:&lt;br /&gt;how how how&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;den u become a school cleaner&lt;br /&gt;clarence says:&lt;br /&gt;can be in school but noneed study&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5999190491313269238?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5999190491313269238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5999190491313269238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5999190491313269238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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so as to make the instructor worried. hahaha ok bad excuse, but i did well in e actual thing. next mission is to steal a car to drive, which shldnt be too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer was fun ysd. very satisfied wif my performance. i love scoring and i love making through-passes that cut the entire defence. cant wait to play again! anw dinner wif tg was as usual a laughful time, this time wif shao joining. (girls, rmb this guy? refer to previous entry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin for shiyi's wedding dinner later at goodwood. im supposed to be one of the receptionists, meaning i shall have to put on my signature authentic smile hahaha. i wonder if i'll get an angbao. after e dinner its tongxiao at xl's. fancy starting 2009 wif a vice, but maybe my angbao will come from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing everyone a great year ahead, gd health and peace, byebye to saf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4174469662098685461?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4174469662098685461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4174469662098685461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4174469662098685461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4174469662098685461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-haven-got-much-to-write-but-i-tot-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8846151799789037771</id><published>2008-12-27T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:42:44.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chalet wasnt too bad wif the exciting concoction of ma-po-dofu wif bro at the bbq pit, the brainless laughter in the park, thanks chiiyeh, and beautiful photos courtesy of sheeyong. attendance was okay and thanks to those who stayed over, even if u just slept thru the nite lol. i wonder if we'l have another chalet if tg doesnt initiate one. anw on the nice 966 ride home xl taught me bridge far better than anyone else; was rather caught up wif fitzer's therapy while they played bridge in e early hrs at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a bk and wad a plot, thanks sis for lending. ur bk flew wif me to hk! well actually i finished it at abt 6am at changi airport just before departure. hmm it wud have been much better off as an english story if the translation was better-done, ie, by urs truly hahahaha. ok e story wasnt perfect cos basically the psychological illnesses accounted for everything illogical, so the author cud very well 天马行空and be as absurd as possible so long he kept in mind the ending. the entire story was built on that. the truth's not unexpected but credit to fitzer, its still quite a great one. overall makes for a rather exciting read deep at night when ure cold (so as to make u colder), so prepare a cup of hot choc while u lie on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hk was fun. 北角是我家! big thanks to shao (girls, please get him before he's taken. clarence hugely recommends this guy. he will be one of the best boyfriends and husbands ever. for more info, feel free to speak to me and i will arrange everything.) for organising everything from flights to hotels to insurance. anw we tried everything from road-side dimsum to high-end shopping to rollercoasters to verticaldrops to watching sunset to breathtaking cablecar rides to warehouse raiding to feasting to sleeping on trains to gawking at an impressively pretty policelady to casinos to sipping coffee in cosy cafes to zooming on coaches on highways at night to seeing animals of weird varieties to making ourselves look lyk total idiots by drinking water meant for cleaning utensils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw hk's rather similar to spore; wad i love is macau. the pple are relaxed and polite and humble and drive small cheap cars compared to hk's abundant mercs and bmws and ferraris. maybe the macau pple used to have big cars; they simply lost them all at the casinos. anw macau's streets are romantic reli. the beauty of portugese influence in their history and architecture, wif the simple and down-to-earth lifestyle of contented chinese pple, tada, a reli nice place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was in macau tt we made an important discovery: there is no such thing as global warming. if there's only one word to describe our short stay on the island it would be 'brrr'.&lt;br /&gt;6 heavily-clad guys fighting the cold on the beautiful icy streets finally, in a historic moment, each bit into a crispy, piping hot portugese egg tart right out of the oven- we broke down and huddled together and cried.&lt;br /&gt;ok well i was slightly exaggerating, but i did feel like i didnt mind ord-ing later just for that moment. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so im back and dec's going well indeed, there's probably many other things both local and overseas that i cant pick out of my head now, so merry christmas and happy new year. god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8846151799789037771?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8846151799789037771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8846151799789037771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8846151799789037771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8846151799789037771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/12/chalet-wasnt-too-bad-wif-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2301357163806443154</id><published>2008-12-09T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:32:49.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my 5.5-day weekend has ended, and that's just the beginning, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the standard chartered marathon over the sat-sun was actually quite fun haha. lemme try to recall the proceedings by frames.&lt;br /&gt;10pm: met up wif wee, sam and yao at marina. jin joined shortly (no pun intended) and shao too. yt msu came last.&lt;br /&gt;11pm: bolt! hadnt known anything much abt the movie b4hand, and it turned out quite funny esp when the cat begged for food. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;1am: supper beside e esplanade. there's no nice food in a fake tourists-hammering hawker.&lt;br /&gt;2am: reached padang. hordes of helpers who either went for the cip or were free like us.&lt;br /&gt;3am: blocking the pathway after collecting the helpers' stuff. bus came soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;4am: relaxing and playing cards beside the ululoo. vidic the striker taps in an injury-time goal!&lt;br /&gt;5am: walking to the stations. marathon to start in 30min's time.&lt;br /&gt;6am: hordes of people running past me. africans, caucasions, chinese. people with too much stamina to waste.&lt;br /&gt;7am: sun's up. we begin to wonder why we are here.&lt;br /&gt;8am: people still are running. we get delirious.&lt;br /&gt;9am: i think they are still running. wheelchairs' race has my respect.&lt;br /&gt;10am: its over! we get slowly back to the big tent like some zombies.&lt;br /&gt;11am: you deserve a mega-mac!&lt;br /&gt;12pm: you deserve a mega-mac!&lt;br /&gt;1pm: you deserve a mega-mac!&lt;br /&gt;2pm: i reach grandma's hse. goes to hao's hse for a shower and sleeps from 2.30 til 4.45 when megan wakes me up. weee~&lt;br /&gt;5pm: watch them play gym rummy.&lt;br /&gt;6pm: spore vs myanmar. 3-1. myanmar keeper runs half the pitch to push the referee.&lt;br /&gt;7pm: if you're still reading this i think u need a life.&lt;br /&gt;8pm: in a taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;10pm: i cant believe you're still at this.&lt;br /&gt;7.40am: its mon! alarm wakes me up for soccer. my feet feels cold and i realise its freaking raining. sets the alarm at 8.30am and goes back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;8.30am: alarm wakes me up again. its still raining and my feet are still cold. i message everyone "cancel", and get back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;10.10am: i wake up. arranges for mj.&lt;br /&gt;12pm: meets yao at lot1, saying we deserve a mega-mac. wee is slightly late cos he took a bus to minimise rain exposure. a very him thing to do, makes me laugh, i like. hahaha. cy joins soon enuf.&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm: leaves yao's hse wif some extra money in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm: immaculate conception. nice.&lt;br /&gt;8.30pm: newyorknewyork. we deserve a mega-mac.&lt;br /&gt;you must be damn dumb to be still reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet this fri-sun~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2301357163806443154?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2301357163806443154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2301357163806443154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2301357163806443154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2301357163806443154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-5.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3235315739343146165</id><published>2008-12-05T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:47:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been rejected for the taiwan course in a cold, cold email entitled "Letter of rejection". a title which hurts my ego a little hahaha. but as it was and as it is, nus is perfectly fine wif me. i'll be here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw dinner was early, lots of beehoon (my girlfren hahaha but i dun tink the pple who noe this joke reads this blog) and 2 slices of pizza and i ended up so full like an anaconda. wadever this means. i was lying on my bed at like..6pm? when i woke up ladies and gentlemen it was 10.30pm. i thought it was alr friday morning and when i saw it was stil dark i was like damn. this is one of the longest after-dinner sleep i ever had. i dreamt vivid dreams. one was rather stupid cos i was in a gunfire in a big classroom full of tables n chairs and one of the enemies was an indian girl. ladies and gentlemen, we fell in love with each other. inter-racial mr and mrs smith. hahahahaha wad dumb shit! now that i think of it, its all yanting's fault cos earlier in the day she was telling me she dreamt she fell in love with an ang moh who was bald. similarly in my dream the indian girl was only very average-looking. no im not racist, but i never thought i wud fall in love wif an indian even if she's extremely pretty. hahaha ok stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, if only i can train my chinese to a standard as high as my word challenge.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i need to get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3235315739343146165?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3235315739343146165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3235315739343146165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3235315739343146165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3235315739343146165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-rejected-for-taiwan-course-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8287832258855059999</id><published>2008-12-03T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:16:00.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feelin slightly fluish since ysd, but wif many preventive measures the flu doesnt come fully and so as usual im left wif a hoarse voice and blocked nose, which made me lose some slp last nite in camp. anw ive completed my last duty of the year. abt 5 duties in 2009 and tts it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vm lunch 2 sundays ago at cafe iguana was nice, and i will never drink chilli tequila ever again in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple bday dinner wif tg made my mouth ache wif too much laughing as usual (u cant run and u cant hide). ive always wanted the size 1 ball! makes for gd practice, and a great design too. thankyou very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and up till now im still chiding myself for my habit of not following instructions hahaha..first i thought and thought and then after a while my mind began to switch back to the slack mode and so i was sitting there listening to music and den suddenly i looked at the time and realised gosh. that cant be true. hahaha damn..from now on i will follow instructions esp when they come from exile. anw here's to announce that with 13 fantastic cards, exile has broken the record of the most no of bday cards i receive in a bday! and wads more its literally a card game hahaha..i am very very thankful and every single one of them will go down wif me to my grave. the book was also right smack in my interest=] thanks exile for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos big thanks to my family as well, and big thanks to god as usual.&lt;br /&gt;20 yrs young!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8287832258855059999?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8287832258855059999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8287832258855059999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8287832258855059999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8287832258855059999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/12/feelin-slightly-fluish-since-ysd-but.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8990572137418811807</id><published>2008-11-22T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:14:35.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>re_ression says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;re_ression says:&lt;br /&gt;dude&lt;br /&gt;re_ression says:&lt;br /&gt;this is e most uncontrollable thing ive seen u do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just did a 216K for word challenge. i think i need surgery for my fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8990572137418811807?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8990572137418811807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8990572137418811807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8990572137418811807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8990572137418811807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/11/reression-says-omg-reression-says-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2230445353514044349</id><published>2008-11-19T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:09:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations to:&lt;br /&gt;LTA (NS) Chin Chii Yeh Action&lt;br /&gt;LTA (NS) Kek Xing Yao Adebayor&lt;br /&gt;CPL (NS) Fok Jian Liang Chris&lt;br /&gt;LCP (NS) Tan Xiang Long Xavier&lt;br /&gt;on ur ords! its time u leave the shithole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen's wedding was very much a sweet one. best blessings to them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2230445353514044349?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2230445353514044349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2230445353514044349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2230445353514044349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2230445353514044349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations-to-lta-ns-chin-chii-yeh.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-9004402728311441274</id><published>2008-11-07T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:29:34.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just failed my first tp, thank you very much. knocked down the bloody pole at vertical parking which i always have no prob at. wtf. wad. the. fuck. i got no idea why the angle went all wrong. dad says its an optical illusion. not a bad consolation from a pro driver like him. but my circuit went all haywire cos i just cudnt believe i actually downed a pole. anw so i went out onto the road in an F1 mode. and when i got home im still so frustrated i did a 111637 at word challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite lookin forward to ms neo's wedding tml, n man u vs arsenal. man u better bloody hell win, else i might destroy my keyboard breaking my word challenge high score again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-9004402728311441274?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/9004402728311441274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=9004402728311441274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/9004402728311441274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/9004402728311441274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-failed-my-first-tp-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-2466019303070190152</id><published>2008-10-29T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:23:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought a gorgeous pair of total90shoot at sportslink for just 66.90, which my dad tinks is obscene for shoes meant for soccer. he's not wrong, financially speaking. he made me realise i need more money in my bank. but anw the first goal went between the keeper's legs and i tink im in love with them. (my shoes, not the keeper's legs.) but then they (my shoes) became damn dirty and when i got home i spent 20mins washing them in the toilet, where i bonded with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wads there lately? my bro's having his olvls and i pray he can go to jj, den work hard from there. my worklife now is such tt every month i see one person frm my office ord. if tt doesnt drive me mad, at least it drives me to a certain emotionless state, for between zenness and madness lies a very fine line. hmm and my word challenge has risen to 71009 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin forward to nov and dec! life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-2466019303070190152?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/2466019303070190152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=2466019303070190152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2466019303070190152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/2466019303070190152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/10/bought-gorgeous-pair-of-total90shoot-at.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7778601672238122382</id><published>2008-10-11T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:39:36.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. my nike tiempo mystic finally splits open to an extent i cant play wif it anymore. i rmb the very first session i played wearing it (more than a yr ago) i only scored 2 goals, den more and more and more and recently lesser and lesser. moral: things get old and die. byebye my beloved soccer boots! u still look as cool as when i first saw u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. bought 10 tiger barbs which look damn nice. its been damn long since i focused on having a species tank rather than a community tank. they're big n robust and strong, swim in a shoal. the males are displaying all the time. moral: keep things simple and let them shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. got 51768 for word challenge! the trick is reli to NOT look at the score while u play. just keep typing to the last sec like ure some possessed freak. moral: when u dun have distractions and u play like u got nth to lose, u usually win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. dropped a glass in pizzahut. cos while i was holdin the glass my arm accidentally touched the hot plate of the baked pasta and den my fingergrip just got loose and the glass came down wif a thud and 80% of the content spilled out. heng e glass nv break. moral: man's reflex action gives free flow of lemon tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7778601672238122382?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7778601672238122382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7778601672238122382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7778601672238122382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7778601672238122382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-620698860973039429</id><published>2008-10-06T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:31:41.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do not spend your childhood&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the likelihood&lt;br /&gt;of robin hood&lt;br /&gt;marrying the little red riding hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Hood for Thought - The Craptacular Chronicles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-620698860973039429?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/620698860973039429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=620698860973039429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/620698860973039429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/620698860973039429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-not-spend-your-childhood-thinking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-7597966431531117058</id><published>2008-09-30T12:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:45:28.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long! lets see. so many things happened and i cant pick many out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15sept, we stalked the hottest proper-t. i dun tink any of us ever stalked someone like that. up hdb flats, across the roads, weaving through the shopping mall crowds, hiding like spies behind pillars at the interchange. calls, smses, sneaks, props, changes of plans, impromptu decisions, sweat. bro finally caught the hot-t n we had a candle-blowing ceremony in the middle of public and tt shld spell the end, but exile has sequels to anything, and so we got the waiter to serve her some pills along wif dessert, got adrian the stranger to pass her the card, got her to have a cardiac arrest when she opened the card (of which the contents are for exile eyes only, because only we can take anything), tricked her into biting a rubber bread, which cudnt be that difficult since she bites nearly anything. nice pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27sept, sprained my right wrist. bad bad bad. life with just ur left hand is just not right..but mc does wonders as usual, and its gettin better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else was there this mth? mooncakes? a particular liquor/coffee one i had was great. megan has her first mooncake festival initiation at the corridor. man utd vs liverpool, bad performance by man utd. man utd vs chelsea, still bad. arsenal vs hull, a comedy. great morning commentary-msg. things gd n bad happened in camp. 6.5 more mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to blog more often, or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[add-on: oh yes and there was the f1, which i dont reli have a big interest in, but still watched it of cos. being a mechanic myself i feel like i shld just get the hell out of the force immediately. if u give me just 7 secs, the most i can do is pick out the right spanner. but anw well done spore! quality and efficiency as usual.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-7597966431531117058?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/7597966431531117058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=7597966431531117058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7597966431531117058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/7597966431531117058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-so-long-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-3797789231847823125</id><published>2008-09-09T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:08:00.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just read 丧宴, a short story by 洪奕婷. very very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tempted to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-3797789231847823125?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/3797789231847823125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=3797789231847823125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3797789231847823125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/3797789231847823125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-read-short-story-by.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-5266541215663167332</id><published>2008-09-02T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:52:20.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>range cost my wkend entirely! lbv (a stupid vest), helmet (too small, headache. had mould when i dug it out from the cupboard.), sweat (alot, doesnt feel gd. only sweat during soccer feels gd), mud (due to daily rain), rifle (good-old m16, serial A06. never IAed except when one magazine had misaligned rounds, which is of cos not e rifle's fault), rounds (loads of it. sorry taxpayers.), targets (go and die), rifle-cleaning kit (also go and die), green bottle (also go and die), dog tag (i like this, but i dun like wearing it), ear plugs (threw it into the grass after range ended), no4 (haven worn it for 9 months ever since getting into navy). bang bang bang bang bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now that im a marksman (thanks god) i feel like its worth it haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-5266541215663167332?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/5266541215663167332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=5266541215663167332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5266541215663167332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/5266541215663167332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/09/range-cost-my-wkend-entirely-lbv-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-8348325210229623174</id><published>2008-08-27T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:47:19.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if uve been reading my blog since i duno when, u wud have read abt 2 particular trees growing v close to my block. the smell of the flowers is like urine. and its their bloody blooming season again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what fertilisers the trees had just eaten, but this time they are entirely covered with flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-8348325210229623174?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/8348325210229623174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=8348325210229623174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8348325210229623174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/8348325210229623174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-uve-been-reading-my-blog-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-4213818195122632368</id><published>2008-08-24T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T23:56:20.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a cold cold night. 23 to 25 degrees outside, wet and fresh and quiet after a downpour, winds still doing their rounds. im in the mood to write and hum a tune. sleep will surely feel gd, but clarence doesnt feel like sleeping just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahm was okay, woke up darn early, though nowhere as early as the army pple. haha i'll always see myself as belonging to navy rather than army. but of cos i cant wait to belong to neither, but that's 8 months later. ok lets have a more positive tone: its only 8 months! shorter than a pregnancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things go through my head, and i got the Ellimist Chronicles out of my shelf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-4213818195122632368?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/4213818195122632368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=4213818195122632368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4213818195122632368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/4213818195122632368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-cold-cold-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23659248.post-732623672509534353</id><published>2008-08-23T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T01:05:14.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheong gor deih si gan hou fai guor! sei gor bun zhong tao, zong yao gam dor gor mei cheong. leong gor din yarn! 4 pple in mac, silly like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoi fan gao loh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23659248-732623672509534353?l=cisforclarence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/feeds/732623672509534353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23659248&amp;postID=732623672509534353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/732623672509534353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23659248/posts/default/732623672509534353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cisforclarence.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheong-gor-deih-si-gan-hou-fai-guor-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>sasdfnhdfhbadh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656246970188455904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
