<?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-3719740558224767379</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:30:51.966+08:00</updated><category term='stomp'/><category term='new'/><category term='adrenaline'/><category term='hulk'/><category term='personality'/><category term='funny'/><category term='paintball'/><category term='beginning'/><title type='text'>H3LMI</title><subtitle type='html'>Just me, myself and I</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-7342474695878582565</id><published>2008-10-23T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:41:40.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SQBUcDvYK9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/d9ioS-phkKw/s1600-h/touch+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SQBUcDvYK9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/d9ioS-phkKw/s400/touch+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260297205785832402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi my name is helmi and i very long never update this blog already. i love lim dai yu from republic poly diploma in interactive digital media. i like to play touch rugby.they all call me the ball magnet.the above picture is my touch team in 2007. =) daiyu is the chinese guy on the right 3third from the back. =) handsome ah. we call him pussy magnet which is totally not true. if any girl is interested in me please leave me a msg in my tagboard. and if u are interested in my friend called daiyu please click on his name on the right and go to his blog and leave a message. but pls don't go there. tag mine instead.which means u interested in me.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-7342474695878582565?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/7342474695878582565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=7342474695878582565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/7342474695878582565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/7342474695878582565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-my-name-is-helmi-and-i-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SQBUcDvYK9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/d9ioS-phkKw/s72-c/touch+team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-8539198546532701917</id><published>2008-08-06T15:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T16:31:24.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stomp'/><title type='text'>Simply amusing</title><content type='html'>hi peeps. had not been blogging much. been too busy wid stuffs. stuffs which are important as well as stuff which are not so important but i had to attend to it cos it is regarding those whom i hold close to my heart (damn i sound so damn sissy). but anyways nothing has been really happening. so i just wanted to share what i found at &lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?id=29062"&gt;STOMP.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a STOMPer went around the globe as it is his usual routine. he took pictures of pretty funny activities or sights that he saw in china. the pictures explains it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJleJKcra8I/AAAAAAAAACw/oQbmHZ3pzyA/s1600-h/getMediumSizePhoto.do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJleJKcra8I/AAAAAAAAACw/oQbmHZ3pzyA/s400/getMediumSizePhoto.do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231315953684016066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here we see a desperate (i think) old man trying to find food. really a funny sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJleeI8E4YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X6Q306AUhF8/s1600-h/getArticlePhoto.do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJleeI8E4YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X6Q306AUhF8/s400/getArticlePhoto.do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231316314056089986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next a combo of a truck and a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJlfB5TTDoI/AAAAAAAAADA/F4Ufc5TGBK4/s1600-h/getArticlePhoto.do1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJlfB5TTDoI/AAAAAAAAADA/F4Ufc5TGBK4/s400/getArticlePhoto.do1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231316928333811330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is another one... hahaha damn funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the one i think that is pretty funny that kept me laughing even if i thought of it. the funniest picture goes to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tada.. this racer auntie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJlfCBRaXHI/AAAAAAAAADI/VMUMMAWJZmo/s1600-h/getArticlePhoto.do2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJlfCBRaXHI/AAAAAAAAADI/VMUMMAWJZmo/s400/getArticlePhoto.do2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231316930473385074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more funny sights that can be seen.. just click the link above. so ya i think that is about it of my today's post. anyways, credits to &lt;a href="http://www.stomp.com.sg/"&gt;STOMP&lt;/a&gt; and its members of STOMPers for the amusing pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time peeps and cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-8539198546532701917?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8539198546532701917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=8539198546532701917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/8539198546532701917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/8539198546532701917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-peeps.html' title='Simply amusing'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SJleJKcra8I/AAAAAAAAACw/oQbmHZ3pzyA/s72-c/getMediumSizePhoto.do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-424834052593654512</id><published>2008-07-22T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:13:38.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><title type='text'>My Personality</title><content type='html'>got the link from Dicky's blog. it is quite true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/type/AT.html" target="blank" title="My personality type: the analytical thinker. Take the free iPersonic personality test!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk161/ipersonic/AT.png" alt="My personality type: the analytical thinker " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTY3Mjg3MjQ5OTYmcHQ9MTIxNjcyODcyNzk2NCZwPTQ2NjIxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analytical Thinkers are reserved, quiet persons. They like to get to the bottom of things - curiosity is one of their strongest motives. They want to know what holds the world together deep down inside. They do not really need much more to be happy because they are modest persons. Many mathematicians, philosophers and scientists belong to this type. Analytical Thinkers loathe contradictions and illogicalness; with their sharp intellect, they quickly and comprehensively grasp patterns, principles and structures. They are particularly interested in the fundamental nature of things and theoretical findings; for them, it is not necessarily a question of translating these into practical acts or in sharing their considerations with others. Analytical Thinkers like to work alone; their ability to concentrate is more marked than that of all other personality types. They are open for and interested in new information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analytical Thinkers have little interest in everyday concerns - they are always a little like an “absent-minded professor” whose home and workplace are chaotic and who only concerns himself with banalities such as bodily needs when it becomes absolutely unavoidable. The acknowledgement of their work by others does not play a great role for them; in general,they are quite independent of social relationships and very self-reliant. Analytical Thinkers therefore often give others the impression that they are arrogant or snobby - especially because they do not hesitate to speak their mind with their often harsh (even if justified) criticism and their imperturbable self-confidence. Incompetent contemporaries do not have it easy with them. But whoever succeeds in winning their respect and interest has a witty and very intelligent person to talk to. A partner who amazes one with his excellent powers of observation and his very dry humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes some time before Analytical Thinkers make friends, but then they are mostly friends for life. They only need very few people around them. Their most important ability is to be a match for them and thus give them inspiration. Constant social obligations quickly get on their nerves; they need a lot of time alone and often withdraw from others. Their partner must respect this and understand that this is not due to the lack of affection. Once they have decided in favour of a person, Analytical Thinkers are loyal and reliable partners. However, one cannot expect romance and effusive expressions of feelings from them and they will definitely forget their wedding anniversary. But they are always up to a night spent with stimulating discussions and a good glass of wine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-424834052593654512?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/424834052593654512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=424834052593654512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/424834052593654512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/424834052593654512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-personality.html' title='My Personality'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-2746128766416662321</id><published>2008-07-19T20:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:20:31.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrenaline'/><title type='text'>Pumped Up</title><content type='html'>today was totally awesome!! went to play a round or two of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;paintball&lt;/span&gt; madness at bottle tree park organized by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Paintball 101&lt;/span&gt; and was sponsored by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REDynasty&lt;/span&gt;. met up with Kin, Mansur, Jacqueline as well as Peggy at Khatib MRT. we made our way to bottle tree park which is a 5 mins walk from the station. once we were there, met up with Winnie and her boyfriend as well as her friend, Nicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SIIEjENcWZI/AAAAAAAAACY/tmDhHNelZdc/s1600-h/tippmanna5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SIIEjENcWZI/AAAAAAAAACY/tmDhHNelZdc/s320/tippmanna5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224743518175254930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... to start off, the gun that we used were called &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;markers&lt;/span&gt; (above). initially it was not used as weapons to shoot at people. there is a story behind this simple looking weapons of pain. initially it was used by farmers to mark trees that will be cut down or to mark livestock that will be slaughtered. then one day, a farmer started horsing around and shot another farmer with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;marker&lt;/span&gt; and that is how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Paintball&lt;/span&gt; got started.. weird but really true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we used for shooting are called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;paintball&lt;/span&gt; pellets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SIIEjSiWWDI/AAAAAAAAACg/7UxBHT_eegY/s1600-h/pelletsl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SIIEjSiWWDI/AAAAAAAAACg/7UxBHT_eegY/s320/pelletsl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224743522021038130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;paintball&lt;/span&gt; pellets are about the size of an ordinary cherry (a bit smaller maybe)and it is fairly light weighing a few grams. it may seem harmless now but when it it is shot out of the marker at a speed of 200 to 300 feet per second, it changes form from a harmless pellet to a deadly ball of agonizing "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;" which is something that each player need to evade. i know because i have been hit a few times and to tell you the truth, it really hurts. my friend, Mansur too got hit by me and it was a headshot at the start of the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;paintball&lt;/span&gt;, it is inevitable that one would get hit by these stinging balls of "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;" and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;paint&lt;/span&gt;. unless you are one who "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;camps&lt;/span&gt;" and just spam your shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definitely coming back for more shooting action but this time hopefully with my bunch of guys or clique. so guys how about it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till next time and cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-2746128766416662321?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2746128766416662321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=2746128766416662321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/2746128766416662321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/2746128766416662321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/07/pumped-up.html' title='Pumped Up'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SIIEjENcWZI/AAAAAAAAACY/tmDhHNelZdc/s72-c/tippmanna5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-2310464516994868652</id><published>2008-07-06T20:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:49:11.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;was bored and had nothing to post. hope this will be able to entertain you. its really funny shit. though some are not really that funny... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made In Japan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;A Japanese tourist hail a taxi at Orchard Rd &amp;amp; asked the taxi-driver to send him to Changi Airport. On the way, a car zoomed by, the Japanese tourist responded "Ohhhhhhh! TOYOTA! Made in Japan ! Very fast!".&lt;br /&gt;Then another car zipped by, he said "Ohhhhhhh! NISSAN! Made in Japan! Very fast!" &amp;amp; another speed by, he said" Ohhhhhhh! Mitsubishi! Made in Japan! Very fast!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;At the meantime, the taxi-driver is getting very frustrated &amp;amp; sick of the Japanese tourist. Upon reaching Changi Airport, he said "$50 please!" The Japanese tourist was shocked &amp;amp; argued" Why so expensive? it's only a short distance" in which the Taxi-driver replied "Ohhhhhhh! Taxi-meter! Made in Japan! Very fast!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;All about Ah Beng&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (Act 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah beng to a long-distance telephone operator&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Ah beng:  "COULD YOU PLEASE TELL ME THE TIME DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SINGAPORE AND LAS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;VEGAS?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Operator: "JUST A MINUTE..."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah beng: "THANK YOU," AND PUTS DOWN THE PHONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; (Act 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; At a bar in New York, the man to Ah beng's left tells the bartender,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; "JOHNNIE WALKER, SINGLE." and his companion say, "JACK DANIELS, SINGLE."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; The bartender approaches Ah beng and asks, "AND YOU, SIR?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah beng replies: "Tan Ah Beng, MARRIED."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; (Act 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; After completing a jigsaw puzzle he'd been working on for quite some time, Ah beng proudly shows off the finished puzzle to a friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; "It took me ONLY 5 MONTHS TO DO IT," Ah beng brags.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; "FIVE MONTHS? THAT'S TOO LONG." the friend exclaims.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;"YOU ARE A FOOL".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah beng replies, "SEE THIS BOX, IT IS WRITTEN FOR 4-7 YRS.".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; (Act 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng took part in the Singapore Manhunt Competition. During the Q&amp;amp;A segment, the host asks, "Name a drink that begins with the letter 'G'.”The crowd shouts, "Gin! Gin! ” Others exclaim, "No, its Grape Juice!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Another smart aleck yells, "Alamak, Gatorade!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Host : "Quiet please."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng laughs hysterically like a hyena before replying, "C'mon man, you think I need their help? I got more oliginal answer. Gu ni!"(cow milk in hokkien)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; (Act 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; One day in a language school in Australia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Teacher: All right, now I'd like you to make a sentence using the words GREEN, PINK and YELLOW. Who'd like to try? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; A student raised his hand. It was Kukoya from Japan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Kukoya: Early this morning, I looked out the window. I saw the GREEN grass and PINK roses in the garden. I went outside and I feel the warm YELLOW sunlight around me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Teacher: Not bad. Okay, who's next?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Another student raised his hand. It was Ah Beng from Singapore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng: I try! I try. Can aaah?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Teacher: No, no, no..., not you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng: Aaaiiyaaa... let me try lah... I can do lah... you think I'm stupid meh..?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Teacher: Okay, okay… Go ahead&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng: This morning I heard the phone GREEEEEN... GREEEEEN... I PINK up and I said YELOOOOW?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; (Act 6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng had just bought a new computer and was using it when he encountered some problems. He decided to use the 'Help' command after some tries. Soon after, he become very irritated and called the computer retailer for support.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Ah Beng: "I pressed the 'F1' key for help... but it's been over half an hour &amp;amp; still nobody has come to help me...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; (Act 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; In an English class:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Teacher: "Class, do you know the meaning of parents?" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng: "Yes, teacher, it means father and mother"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Teacher: "Good. Can you give me an example?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng: "Sure. Cowboy's parents means Cowboy's&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Father &amp;amp; Mother. Also can say Cowboy's father is Cow Pay (father) &amp;amp; Cowboy's mother is Cow Boo (mother). So together we say Cow Pay Cow Boo (KPKB)" (Make hell lot of fuss in Hokkien dialect.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; The teacher fainted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; (Act 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng with two red ears went to his doctor. The doctor asked him what had happened to his ears and he answered, "I was ironing a shirt and the phone ring lor - but instead of picking up the phone, I accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my ear. So kena (got it in Malay) lor!". “Oh Dear!” the doctor exclaimed in disbelief. "But… What happened to the other ear?". "That stoopid dumbo called back!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; (Act 9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Why did Ah Beng go to a movie with his 18 friends?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Because below 18 was not allowed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; (Act 10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng went to a Bank in one district at New York. He wanted to place his deposit, when he met a customer service there then asked interest rate: "How much is the flower in this Bank, madam"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Customer service: ...??!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; (Act 11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; One evening, Ah Beng and Ah Seng went to a lounge and requested the DJ to play the song "Ah Cheng Buey Lo Ti" (Means : Ah Cheng buys bread in Hokkien). The DJ told them they only played English songs and asked them to request another song. They were upset and complained to the manager that the DJ was insulting them. After many hours of calming them down, the manager found out they were actually requesting the Righteous Brothers' song, “Unchained Melody”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; (Act 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Ah Beng bought a Honda VTI recently and drove to Ah Lian's place to show it to her. So there Ah Beng was, telling and bragging the various functions of his new car to his girlfriend. "This is ah, so fast even the Mata Chia cannot catch ah!”  "Ha! Really ah!!! Steady lah!" said Ah Lian. "Somemore hor, this is Automatic one, vely easy to drive!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; So Ah Lian said, "Let me try! I wan, I wan!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; So Ah Lian took the driver's seat and shifted the gear and floored the accelerator. The next moment, the car sped backwards and crashed into the lamp-post.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; "Alamak! What are u doing?!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;U Siao Char Bo! U see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;lah!!! Wah Piang eh!" screamed Ah Beng. "Solee, solee, pai sah lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;No lah, I tot hor, "R"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; for racing mah!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (Act 13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; One day, two Ah Lians got into a lift from the 20th storey of a building and wanted to get down to the ground floor. As they looked at the dial, they could see the number 20 down to number 2. It was then followed by a G. As they were not English-educated, they were puzzled and really had no idea what does the letter G mean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Suddenly one of them exclaimed excitedly and hit G. When they finally reached the ground floor, the other Ah Lian was so impressed and asked the first Ah Lian, "Wow, how you know one?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; The first Ah Lian replied smugly, "Easy lah... G for Gero mah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;hope you enjoy peeps and cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-2310464516994868652?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2310464516994868652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=2310464516994868652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/2310464516994868652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/2310464516994868652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/07/jokes.html' title='Jokes..'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-487046316039559099</id><published>2008-06-28T14:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:22:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Smart</title><content type='html'>as usual it was a dull day in class yesterday as it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;microcontroller&lt;/span&gt; module. and to make matters worse (well, it was not that worse), the worksheet given was hard to comprehend. at the end of the day, even &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;helei&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;kin-meister&lt;/span&gt; was unable to solve the worksheet let alone the rest of the class. so in the end we as class decided not to do the worksht and ppt (this is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; allowed in RP, mind you). kin announced it to the faci. we thought that he would burst out in anger, but to our surprise he said to us calmly that by not doing any ppt, it will affect our grades. adding to that, he took the trouble to go through with us the worksht before gg through the 6thP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess he is not that bad of a faci that we thought after all. after 6thP had a round of  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;DOTA.&lt;/span&gt; it was quite a match to behold but eventually the winner was the team below comprising of  Jason, Mansur and Sze Min. these were the characters used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8FzUsB6I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ll4Wc7OCP9g/s1600-h/venomancer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8FzUsB6I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ll4Wc7OCP9g/s320/venomancer.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216852919985112994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8F8P799I/AAAAAAAAABk/PQ7myAhyWQM/s1600-h/antimage.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8F8P799I/AAAAAAAAABk/PQ7myAhyWQM/s320/antimage.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216852922381105106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8GHIZD8I/AAAAAAAAABs/EAszBJpWWKg/s1600-h/treant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8GHIZD8I/AAAAAAAAABs/EAszBJpWWKg/s320/treant.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216852925302247362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8GMzwkeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bn7xIeh_pd0/s1600-h/potm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8GMzwkeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bn7xIeh_pd0/s320/potm.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216852926826320354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANSUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8GHZFRzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eeQQoKicn3U/s1600-h/prophet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8GHZFRzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eeQQoKicn3U/s320/prophet.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216852925372254002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SZE MIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX-QYWgQvI/AAAAAAAAACI/jNiBzia9oZU/s1600-h/sniper.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX-QYWgQvI/AAAAAAAAACI/jNiBzia9oZU/s320/sniper.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216855300746789618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we (Me, Mansur, Kin and Sze min) went to catch a movie at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CWP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. yes u guessed it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGYB4SMg0MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_LBpJ-bdI6Q/s1600-h/get_smart_ver5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGYB4SMg0MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_LBpJ-bdI6Q/s320/get_smart_ver5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216859284823920834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to catch the Peter Segal flick. basically this movie is all about Maxwell Smart (Steve Carell), Agent 86 working for a secret U.S. spy agency called Control. this agency was set up was b'cos its main objective is to counter all attacks made by Kaos, a secret organization who goes all out to destroy the world.. muahahahahaha.. anyways, after Control HQ was penetrated by Kaos and then began to kill Control agents around the world, he was given the opportunity to become a field agent but he wishes to be with his idolized agent, Agent 23 (Dwayne Johnson aka The Rock). instead he was partnered with Agent 99 (Anne Hathaway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that is about all i am going to reveal about the movie. to know more, catch the movie yourself. it is really worth the money. throughout the whole movie, nothing but laughters could be heard in the movie theater. overall score,  i would give this movie 5 stars over 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till next time peeps and cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-487046316039559099?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/487046316039559099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=487046316039559099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/487046316039559099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/487046316039559099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-smart.html' title='Get Smart'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGX8FzUsB6I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ll4Wc7OCP9g/s72-c/venomancer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-2402718698179742572</id><published>2008-06-26T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:48:54.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintball'/><title type='text'>Xtreme Action!!</title><content type='html'>hi peeps. bored of playing cs (counter-strike)?? want to do the real thing??  come down to this event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGNOymX4QRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gG5mFR2DGpk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGNOymX4QRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gG5mFR2DGpk/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216099424626295058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i am not trying to publicize this event. i am participating in this event. for those who wants a challenge are welcomed to participate in this event. for more details visit this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paintball--101.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paintball Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of luck if u are participating ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-2402718698179742572?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2402718698179742572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=2402718698179742572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/2402718698179742572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/2402718698179742572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/06/xtreme-action.html' title='Xtreme Action!!'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SGNOymX4QRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gG5mFR2DGpk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-7955755942582617790</id><published>2008-06-24T08:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:26:02.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Funny S***</title><content type='html'>hi peeps. this is my update after i got nagged at for not updating. though this isnt much of an update but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was yesterday when it happened. i needed to cab to school since i was really late, well actually not so late since i reach class by exactly 8.30. but anyways, i flagged a taxi and finally got one. on the way to school, out of sudden the taxi driver started complaining to me (i oso dunno for wad f***). he started to complain 'cos he saw RP students were wearing shorts and slippers to school. he started talking about RP students not having ethics 'cos of not wearing proper attire but not only that, he started blaming RP for not instilling theses values into us. actually RP did la but it was a vain attempt. he started going on and on and i video-ed it down. he was complaining like nobody's business. though i video-ed it down i can't seem to upload it. if u wanna see it ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, when we reach RP he turned around to take the taxi fare from me. when he saw that i was wearing shorts and slippers, he just kept quiet. the expression on his face made me laughed right in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways to make it up to u all for the video not being uploaded, i hope this video will be able to make it up for it. it is really funny s***. it some how looks like the Japanese version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"THE SHOWDOWN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKvxCH5BQEk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKvxCH5BQEk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till next time peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-7955755942582617790?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/7955755942582617790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=7955755942582617790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/7955755942582617790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/7955755942582617790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-s.html' title='Funny S***'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-1653757571043441465</id><published>2008-06-18T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T14:47:37.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hulk'/><title type='text'>HULK SMASH!</title><content type='html'>Yes, you guess it. the famous catch phrase of the green hunk of muscle when he smashes the ground and splits it into two, the incredible &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HULK&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SFjvaRBsPeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZwUrNNOtqrA/s1600-h/730582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SFjvaRBsPeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZwUrNNOtqrA/s320/730582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213179803207482850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the Louis Leterrier flick yesterday with clique (Dickson, Chris, Jianhui, Wilson, Angel &amp;amp; Paul). at first we decided to watch the 8 pm slot, but in the end we had to watch the 9pm slot as there wasn't much seats left and also due to someone's delay. i won't tell who it was (psst psst... it was Wilson). since we had more than enough time on our hands, we decided to move on to our next objective, accompany Dickson and Wilson to buy their new bags. Dickson's from Everlast while Wilson's is from the Ishop. though their bags look a little weird but i think i'll keep my comments to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moving on to talk about the Leterrier's flick. the movie was moderately ok la for me, though the movie was full of raw action and violence. well what would one expect, it is about the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; dude. there were a few scenes worth laughing at and only a short scene of intimacy between Bruce Banner (Edward Norton) and Dr Elizabeth Ross (Liv Tyler), it is rated "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PG&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; after all. The movie has a few tie-in scenes with other movies such as "Ironman" and "Cloverfield". well i think that is all i am going to talk about the movie since it will be a spoiler (hear that Dickson) if it is reveal too much for those who have not seen it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall for this movie, i would give 3.5 stars over 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i end this, i heard this comment from a good friend of mine after the movie ended (it was Chris). it was regarding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SKULK&lt;/span&gt; , i called him/it that since it was the skeleton version of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HULK&lt;/span&gt;. in other words, the one that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HULK &lt;/span&gt;will battle head to head on. if you want to know more ask him yourself.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till next time peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-1653757571043441465?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1653757571043441465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=1653757571043441465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/1653757571043441465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/1653757571043441465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/06/hulk-smash.html' title='HULK SMASH!'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Tc7S706jeXQ/SFjvaRBsPeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZwUrNNOtqrA/s72-c/730582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719740558224767379.post-5057462663184001917</id><published>2008-06-17T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:20:20.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><title type='text'>The Beginning..</title><content type='html'>Yes, finally i will be starting my new blog. after a long time of thinking about whether to start or not to start, i have finally made a decision to start one. it might sound a little bit surprising for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt;" who?? i also dunno who the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;" are but be my guest to figure it out yourself. -_- but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it is not perfect yet, but i promise my blog will not bore you to death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till next time peeps ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719740558224767379-5057462663184001917?l=deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/5057462663184001917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719740558224767379&amp;postID=5057462663184001917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/5057462663184001917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719740558224767379/posts/default/5057462663184001917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafeningsymphony.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html' title='The Beginning..'/><author><name>Yours Truly,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00277004145380663599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
