<?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-5115217144642210575</id><updated>2011-10-11T11:02:49.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everythings a waste of time.its whether you are enjoying the waste</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-126826923119093736</id><published>2009-08-26T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:08:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CT IS OVA! oops, too into bio... OVER I MEAN! i wanted to post soo much, that im too lazy to do so, so ill do a short anecdote of my ahma's bday :) enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LONG AGO.... in a distant land which you have never heard of.... no seriously, cause i didnt hear of it too. one man created a monstrosity. ever since then, the fiend was caught in the crossfire, stealing the favours of those who find him sweet, and those who find him revolting. evr since then, a war began. it was O.W.W.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! didnt expect the initials to be so ironic. but yeah, back to the plot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O.W.W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Orhnii world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU99GlBpSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/e6JvkbnA6Rg/s1600-h/DSC00914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374269850283779362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU99GlBpSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/e6JvkbnA6Rg/s320/DSC00914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU9aE4mgSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JwpMvAyCqns/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU9bBeZyqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/j9BnpEKCgBQ/s1600-h/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU9ZqEiD7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/98zGWJFu_kY/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAN DAN DANNN. i need to start hiring a organ player in my daily life. i could get use to the tensions. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who havent heard, that thing is actually edible. as i stare into the chasm of gruel, i shiver, anything time now, a hand might just shoot out and cry "SAVE ME!" and bubble down into the swamp below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but every villian needs a hero! bring in the Z.A.O-zealousy against orhnii club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every family gathering, while the adults talk about their boring lives (no offence.tee hee :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we converse about our not so boring lives, till the last dish is served, and we shudder when we ask "whats for dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z.A.O! assemble! 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WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374269248533594402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU9aE4mgSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JwpMvAyCqns/s320/DSC00908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may thinking "these guys have lost the war!" but thats our war faces. yes people, do not be deceived, for this is the face we plant INTENTIONALLY so parents' hearts shatter as they see us vomitting it out after we put it in our mouths, the only problem is, we cant differentiate the appearance, so for 'orhh' u noe, we might have regurgitated and swallowed it back! HAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you guys recover from heartburn and disgust after reading the previous statement, heres what we did at Ah ma's BDAY :) happy bday ah ma, this poist is dedicated to ya, though its pretty late. blame the MOE for torturing our lives with common tests in which i screwed relatively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picture a screwed half driven through a piece of wood. yup. the pathetic plank of wood's common test and the screw is my life. haha. my life is so &lt;strong&gt;borring&lt;/strong&gt; .ahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you recover from a cold snap after reading the past sentence, please note that the orhnii wars started when orhnii actually was introduced to the ZAO club, which did not ZAO, cause there was no orhnii, so it'd just be ZA, which doesnt make sense.lol.anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it happened last year, and we asked " what's for dessert " our uncles and aunties give us menacing smiles, and we looked nervous and shifty . the O word was said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dionne: what's orhnii?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DEsmond "its some yam paste "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel"issit nice"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desmond gave us a dissection of the word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LISTEN TO THE NAME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ORH -BLACK IN HOKKIEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NII- SAND or DIRT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now scroll up to the top pic above, and as you suffer from another round of heart burn, you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;realise russ should consult the health promotion board about this .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the worse part? IT doesnt taste half bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant judge a book by its cver. i say lets judge, because its appearance is really bad, and i cant bear to eat it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO HERE COMES THE&lt;strong&gt; Z.A.O's guide to surviving orhnii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. play seven up! tip: younger cousins play buffer for this game. its a stessful game, but shouldnt be a problem if yr good at numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a good thing to let u guys know i ate one bowl that day.haha. this proves to me, i dont find strentgh in numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. "hey is that ryan seacrest?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the oldest trick in the book, but most versatile. i usually use it to kop fries from friends when in the school compound. an easy "hi sir " is good enuff to spur the most alert of friends to take a look at the looming teacher behind them. of course called mr kong qi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a lil different though, u actually want them to receive the package, and thats tougher, cause when a fry goes into yr mouth, its a lost cause, but if extr orhnii goes onto their bowl, they tend to know. especially when its clumpy texture doesnt help with the sneak attack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some tips : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sit next to a cousin or friend who tends to drink coke (its good to know who loves paying extra to their dentist) . why? because coke is opaque, while sprite is transparent. nuff said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a stirrer works magic. incoperate this in 1. a diffused orhnii is a less clumpy one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love yr orhnii loving cousin more, and/or make him love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;case scenario:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u : hey, remember that time when i treated u to ice cream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin: really? was it nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u :of course, it was yr favourite flavour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin :whats that (this dude's a bit tick skulled, but im sure at least 1 of yr cousin is .heheh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u :yeah, its for dessert, u ll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Orhnii arrives*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin : are u sure? this doesnt even look like ice cream. hey.. i dont even remember u treating me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u :uh...yes i did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin:prove it! where did i eat this ice cream , or if its even .. worthy of being called sludge.eww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u: yes. i treated u . it was at that place.... on that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin :which one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U: *panicky* uh.uh... GEYLANG SERAI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin. ohhh.. that one, i remember now. the one with the awesome roj-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U: ahhh! just eat it already *shoves bowl down his throat *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EFFECTIVE!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got more suggestions? tag em on the board. this isnt a desperate attempt to revive my tag board&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*looks around nervously *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- orhnii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stare into the thick muck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soup or gravy, or dish water!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lumps the size of a hockey puck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i try to scoop, my hands falter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thick stuff goes down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bile rises up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give a frown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give a gulp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;use orhnii as a swear word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it might just be insulting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol! last 2 lines fail. o well:P night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-126826923119093736?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/126826923119093736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=126826923119093736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/126826923119093736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/126826923119093736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/08/ct-is-ova-oops-too-into-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SpU99GlBpSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/e6JvkbnA6Rg/s72-c/DSC00914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8147639374577578990</id><published>2009-07-20T00:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:48:22.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GROUP OUTING</title><content type='html'>i was trying to make time for a mass blog post on how awsome this group outing had been. but i didnt have the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ive got7 days of hme to make up for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a fever, and the doc gave me 7 days mc, dunno whether to feel happy or sad :(/:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so since i have the time, lets recount the awesomeness that was 18th of july 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached habourfront station at 9. wow. the punctuality that was me, but i couldnt spot eugene, which is rather ironic, since he is really short la huh. HAHA. so i decided to call him. using my ultra super phone which stores contacts which my mom knows, i found a contact called eugene YM. but apparently it was an old no ause when i called, an indian man picked up the phone. i almost burst out laughing, but eventualy i found him , he and minqhee were already there so we waited for the rest while sitting down and passing the volleyball how volley balls are supposed to be passed. kinda like taking holy communion yea? yup, so the basketball was like richochetting in all directions till the rest of the crew came: jared, audrey, wayne, jiaeenn, deon and shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to the lil monorail thing which was quite a blast to take. haha. nopt fair la, aik tuck takes the monorail home everyday. its quite a joyride. when we finally reached Singapore's island resort, we took a stroll to the beach and played volley ball. wow. i stink at volleyball. HAHA. its official that spastic people cant play that sport. i was totally displaying my lag time prowness. HAHA! contray to that, jiaeenn, shawn and minqhee were pretty good, eugene was just trying to pull ronaldos, diving or everything .HAHA. and shawn just killed us with his highly "intellectual jokes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What game uses a body part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds rather suggestive i know, but the answer is chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAMEST PUN EVER!!! ARGHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many rounds of volleyball, in which i wasnt too good at, we moved on to more familiar ground. BASKETBALL!  WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman of the match :audrey cause her shooting is really good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man of the match : unfortunately wasnt me.im jk! .HAHA. yeah,  &lt;strong&gt;Deon&lt;/strong&gt; really imparted lots of skills frm weilong. he's really a good handler and shooter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we moved on to the water, and the ocean there seemed to exude some thereputic qualities, in oher words, we were being pushed by the waves alot.lol. we were in the water for along time and did things from playing with twigs to throwing sea kelp into people's pants. yea. the wonders of youth.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking around, till i saw a small little leaf floating n the water. i took a closer look hey , is that leaf swiiming!? the creaturehad a small tail ,and it was wiggling. at first i thought it was some optical illusion made by the waves but it turned out to be some fascinating little fish like creature. jared said it was a sword fish and shawn freaked out.LOL . apparntly swrd fish are dangerous creatures caused they once terrorised the civilians of eary singapore.HAHA.Shawn should sto watching robbie and the book of tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left sentosa at about 3.30 and made or wy to vivo for dinner. first carl's jonior meal. WOAH. the food there is really impressive. it was the first time i had doubts abt finishing my burger, and also the first time i really blew it on food.HAHA. e ended "lunch at five" and decided to kai kai around vivo.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across this stall called "softie in my lollie" its some sweet stall selling long strips of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the menu was really a subject for yr thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One long thing-3.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threesome-5.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. disturbing. how do you order without sounding like some pervert.lol! the only other place where u could such a thing would be at like.. geylang. not that i would know of course...*looks around shiftily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the african stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the african guy was quite a pusher. kept dragging us to the side as forcing necklaces on us, telling us its qualties. minqhee got pulled to buy it like thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have touched one of the necklaces cause he also draged me to the mirror afterward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;African dude: i give you power necklace. this necklace will make you into a warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he coos in a african shaman fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he makes me wear some cool looking necklace. its ten dolars for one btw. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then points to a photo frame in front of me. its a picture of him and minister mentor lee kwan yew. AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;african store owner dude : this is the same necklace i gave to yr minister lee kwan yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my mind i was like :&lt;br /&gt;yea, but the only difference was they he didnt actually have to payfor it.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but he finally convinced me to buy it after halving its price, cause to tell you the truth, i wanted to buy it if it wasnt so expensive, so my wish had been granted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so we walked around and left at about 6 plus. for me, it wasnt the end of my traverse journey. it was time for ice cream! whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, like half the encounter team couldnt make it. so the only people who came were the gossip guys (XOX...O) and olivia, but we decided to be dears, and only spent half of the 80 bucks worth of vouchers.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, but the convo on the way home was the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim , matthew olivia and nigel were talking abt sm dude ( who is extremely dashing an equally AWESOME ) doing weights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that moment i didnt know who they were talking bout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ : who ? Who's doing weights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew: oh, we were talking bout you, do you do weights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russ: LOL. noooo. why, are you trying to say im buff?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the rest: noo, were trying to say ur short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a penknife for my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup , it was a mad convo, and nigel also was escribed as a pervertic looking guy, by matthew LOL. poor nigel , has a pervertic face, and no pervertic attitude to back up his features.lol. time to sign up for classes frm yi hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. the group outing was awesome, i wanna thank everyone for making it so fantastic, and ive got quite a tan, tht can rival to half of clarence, which is pretty above average liao.LOL. alrighty. im off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay in schhol, while i rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you hate me for now.XOXO&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-5115217144642210575.post-8626001433441418731</id><published>2009-07-13T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:13:43.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>totally into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing haikus what a great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;string of emjambment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man. haikus are awesome. haha. got a cool to phrase to live by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont blame God for creating the tiger, thank him for not giving it wings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasnt the most easy of days. it was a monday, which already burns, followed by heavy lessons, lack of sleep, new enemy pimples, and some unexpected tweets by a new little bird friend i made.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven t thanked the lord for a long timeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so firstly, i wanna thank god for another day onthis earth, hopefully  i used it well to impact people ive met. i know it sounds really negative, but its  not. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause each days a gift and not a given right:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, i wanna thank the lord for the great friends i ve made in my life so far, and also my spritual friends who have been guiding me along the way, when im going astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd. i wanna thank my dad for my mom and dad, who are nagging and dragging me to school, though im not very keen to. they give me the best reasons of why im in school, and it keeps me going :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th . i wanna thank the lord for brining me to school. haha, though i m not a fan, but i do find joy thre once in a while with my eccentric class :) MEGAN FOX!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th . i wanna thank the lord for TROUBLES, yep. i thank god for placing all the horrible trials and obstacles in my life, because with out pain, i wouldnt know whats happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without cold, you wouldnt feel warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without pain, there wouldnt be health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without noise, there wouldnt me sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without inspiration from paul coelho and jason mraz's song, dont think i woul think so pholosiphically. haha. thank god for them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im off to bed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8626001433441418731?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8626001433441418731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8626001433441418731' title='0 Comments'/><link 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timetable.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont really like school, my mom would know. she was worried when i told her i wanted to be hobo when i grow up.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once in a while... i do enjoy my day at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tday was one of the days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets list down minor parts of happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. marcus ryan didnt manage to headbutt me today. phew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. my wussy hoop shooting is slowing picking up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. my ankle collapsed in spasm again when i was about to shoot, but i didnt fall, so clarence didnt laugh at me.LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. school was pretty fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More indepth reasons to my liking for school today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;warning: may contain rather disturbing content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first period:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;english... ahhhhh. reading passages from a story called "coffee for the road" only emphasizes the lack of sleep im getting.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we did something different today. we are supposed to be doing a presentation next week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an its somewhat a debate. and we have to play roles and all. and we have to wear hats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made of mahjong paper. so it was pretty fun, we had a crash course on how to fold hats of a different colour into different types of occupations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blue was the bishop shaped hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;red is a sargent i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a green hat, so i have to fold mine into a painters hat. but it doesnt really loo like a painters hat. more like .... those dumplings u eat during hari raya i think. and the green adds to the look. haha. well, geen is my fav colour, so its excued if i look like a wuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ill try to get pictures. cant wait to see royston and clarence in a hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got a new teacher. i agreed i'd failed for bio again. haha! but we shouldnt judge  trainee teacher by its cover ok.. she turns out to carry out quite an entertaining lesson. and its not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only because we are learning about reproduction ok... in fact it was highly disturbing. but i just couldnt help but laugh at one part. micheal bay had some influence on our class apparently....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teacher : does anyone know of any animals who has a scrotum inside the body instead of outside, like humans (i felt rather violated, and not in the good way. why the hell would  go to the zoo and inspect an animal in that way!?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class has chattered discussion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;josh: Megan fox!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teacher: megan fox? no. a mouse does (i didnt knw that , will look out for it next time i see one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class laughs, teacher ponders for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teacher: megan fox..... megan fox is sexy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&gt;WTHECK WAS THAT! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLASS laughs and applauds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my teacher is a woman by the way. but she just gained access into our megan fox fan club. HAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoyed school alot today. played bbal till it rained, and i headed home. god had a new joke planned for me:) .haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to lessen the impact, lets do this in  form of an interview or such&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why you should get to know me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a psp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why i have muscles:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my psp is not the slim one, and its heavy, and every labels it as psp-fat. nich and i feel offended&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why you shldnt ask to borrow my psp:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i play in when im in the toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why shldnt i have modified it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hangs once in a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why  shldnt play the psp in the toilet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it hangs, i have to take out the battery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*plop.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stared in the bowl for 1 and a half seconds. should i fish it out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fished it out. my poor psp battery! AHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i grabbed a couple of tissues and wiped it dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why i believe theres a god watching over me 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the battery landed in the non toxic areas, if u know what i mean.LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why god gave me a nose:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cringed and took a whiff after i wiped it clean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why im glad i wasnt having diarrhoea:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it didnt have any smell .phew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why i know theres a God 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the battery still works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why this does good to me making puns:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant say my psp is full of crap and snigger upon the hidden meaning.LOl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why i wont be gettin g a wife any time soon for a good 20 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i posted this online. i have to move to timbaktoo soon, or some island where there isnt an internet connection.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what im gonna do next:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no im not gonna drop it n again.-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when my mom gets home, ill ask her for some alcohol wipes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im the epitome of disgusting la. i know, but it isnt my first time reaching into the bowl, cause did it in camp b4... haha. can still remeber that. alright. u guys can throw darts at me for being such a dumbass.lol. good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-633616405759198098?l=gang-of-hobos.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-5115217144642210575.post-8190936040286001962</id><published>2009-07-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:19:41.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smoo..th talker</title><content type='html'>aven? is that how i spell his name? haha. wants me to do a poem on a new food in our school canteen. smoo ice cream. apparently, my seniors read my blog, which is highly disturbing... but i better not say too much stuff on a narrative basis like that, cause gabriel will be reciting everything i typed the next time he meets me. v creepy. haha. okok. dedicated for aven la, i dont usually do this, but he already did half of it for me, so oh well. the first threee lines are his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i eat smoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet im a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make this ice cream come through,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, the cows were a tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this calcium filled cesspool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are they in farms , and not in a zoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause they provide the calcium for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winnie the pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh well, i dont usually do topical poems..-.- but i admit it was fun doing a cow poem on my online dairy... oops i mean diary. i try too hard with my jokes huh..haha. well, school life has certanily taken a toll on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now when i play bball, i have this sharp pain on my spine.. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;note to self: move to notre dame when it becomes too serious.&lt;br /&gt;this is sad, next time when i go ns, cannot use guns, and have to sit in office play fb and winterbells.. oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history stinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blame parameswara. if he didnt come into singapore, he wouldnt get me so confused .cant we just dig up the thingy at fort canning and check whether its him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see la butterfly effect. eh people, next time when yr get children, remind them not to invade other countries, kill the political head and take the throne, get eventually chased out, and build a new country. it causes alot of problems in the heuristic aspect of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. have to get ready for another day of shool. sigh, cant believe i have to go through another half my lifee of this... bit oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH GOD WHO STRENGTHENS ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... gabriels gonna have fun repeating this the next time i see him.lolsss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8190936040286001962?l=gang-of-hobos.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-5115217144642210575.post-1310354391839820065</id><published>2009-07-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:37:09.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause things just keep comin up</title><content type='html'>If life gives you tears, taste them as they fall , if life gives you laughter, let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause life is too short to deprive yourself of experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard about the unfortunate accident which happened at PLMGSS. and i am truly remorseful of what has happened. may she rest in peace, and may her friends feel relieved that their friend is going to be with her awesome dad- our father lord himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live is christ, to die is gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, heres some crazy stuff thats happening in school. lots of teachers are getting quarantined, and i feel vcheated of my school fees, staring at countless amounts of relief teachers in my class. haha. clarence asked me to do a cover for him for his history file. im sorry clarence, but i really feel that a perky looking file is v important. so this is what i churned out. eh people, relish this moment, cause 50 percent clarence wont use this cover, unless under high amounts of desperation, and the other 50 percent is tht hell own me for uploading this, and giving him the hard copy in schl tmrw.LOL&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sky9AkNHAiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FrsgnCSZhKI/s1600-h/clarence.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 375px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 657px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353861874452988450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sky9AkNHAiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FrsgnCSZhKI/s320/clarence.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. best cover man. haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, there's like school tmrw -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. lets make a poem out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its school term again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where jacks see only jacks, and are deprived of jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blame my hormones for my last line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly school is so unkind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;providing torture for the average teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its slavery which the governement considers clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conforming us to a dumb ooking uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we would be... well uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last two rhymes were lame and uninteresting cause it was both the same word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats my point, we all look the same, like white beancurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is always white, boring and like a nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh out loud, i couldnt find anything that rhymed with turd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because i ended with turd again, i have to find a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. my food goes down my gullet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i give up manxzxzx. i killed myself. hard poem. haha. oh well, its day 3 and my sis and my mom is reprimanding me on slacking. hmm..... i have to find something to study. sigh..,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, night guys. god bless :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-1310354391839820065?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/1310354391839820065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=1310354391839820065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1310354391839820065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1310354391839820065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-things-just-keep-comin-up.html' title='Cause things just keep comin up'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sky9AkNHAiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FrsgnCSZhKI/s72-c/clarence.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-277040440934961394</id><published>2009-06-30T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:03:18.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, its back to school , another ten weeks of walking the same direction... cross the road, cut through the carpark, cut through some new metal structure roof thingy they convinently popped infront of the dirt path which saves 15 seconds of my life. walk the dirt path, therefore saving 15 seconds of my life, walk a concrete path, cross down the path with a nice outlining of a graffiti, but nvr finished, most probably the cool dudes got stopped by the police. but its really an awesome sight, its like the first commendable graffiti ive seen under the bridges of sg. v cool. then i  have to take a bus, reach the gates of my school, unplug my earphones, message my mom that i have reached, and not abducted by aliens or fallen into elvis' secret lair, cause those stuff happen alot.lol. no la, i have to message my mom, cause there was once where i was tired, and decided to watch tv mobile, and i was complacent, cause i was expecting other people to press the bell. but none did! the nerve of those singaporeons, knowing thatim a student, and i hold the future of the country in those very hands, and yet do not press the bell. proposterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and when i finally live off the denial that im more than a student conforming to the laws of society (LOL) i get off my bus, switch off my phone and walk into the compound of my concentration cam- i mean school:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILL BE DOING THIS FOR 10 WEEKS. adults who think sitting in your office, sit down and think. do you have a computer in front of you? do we? no. lol. at least u can play minesweepers, or RC abit. we cant even read a book without getting daggers thrown at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how humane is it to need to raise your hand to use the washroom? its a call of freakin nature! haha. face it adults, u get it better than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, mr koh showed us a vid on the best job in the world.paying someone to test luxury resorts in great barrier reef. u &lt;strong&gt;have to cover a minimum of 25 resorts&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. their practically paying u to have too much fun and rate it!?thats too sick !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did some job evalution thingy , and the streaming subjects and all. i personally thought doing art as an extra elec over my selected elect would be cool, but my mom protests, sayin there isnt so mmuch time. lol. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so ten weeks worth of 2 time temperature taking, hushing a noisy class, sleeping early, keeping pathetic hairstlyes, and hanging out with my noisy brathers, like nigel, and the not so noisy brathers like clarence. oh wellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of hair cut.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u still havent seen my new hairstlye, u most probably have, but u didnt recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 people in my freaking class said they didnt recogise me!!! WTH?! i feel thats too drama la. one guy even told me, when he saw me walk into the class, he thought i was a new addition to my class.T.T. like srsly guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people cant recognise me from the back, and most of my school mates whom i bump into give me the who are you face.LOL. its so demoralising, all because i have to conform to the pattern of the world, and not be renewd by the spirit la... i know this was totally referenced from the bible, and it only further emphasizes how we shouldnt be forced to cut or hair. T-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and today , when i walked into the class queing outside our class room, heres the scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ: hey  guys (smiles, like the awesome guy he is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi hui; issit me, or is russ getting more and more pimples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel: yea, i agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi hui: ya, he like clarence. the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!! THANKS FOR BROADCASTING THE WAR I HAVE WITH MY ACNE! hahah. wow, u guys gave me the best salutation i could ever get. insulting me with opiniating against my crop field on my face is bad enough, but comparing me to clarence. thats just wrong.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence to clarence. but walau... a classic hi would do better. but ok , fine i get the HINT. hahaa. two things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yi hui, ehhh pot calling kettle blackHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. nigel . watch out, when hernshung uploads the XOXO vid, ill post it on FB, hack into our school's broadcasting network, and post it, and put the youtube link on all ERP gantries in singapore. also, ill remix the vid, so yr sexy voice will be in all clubs in singapore. HAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, ill play decepticon today. and i still havent watched transformers. ahh. soon. friday, so slose, yet soo far. its tearing me apart.. and i cant remeber the  rest of the lyric from hoobastank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. two days have passed in school, and ive lost many neurons to lame jokes, constant shouting of "megan fox" in music class (long story, sorry guys with raging hormones) and lame lines by my brother jereld. this is the best ive heard this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im so bored, theyve started sticking notes on me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. oh well, ive already passed my bedtime. see ya guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-277040440934961394?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/277040440934961394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=277040440934961394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/277040440934961394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/277040440934961394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-its-back-to-school-another-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8943052828194593802</id><published>2009-06-25T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:29:22.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D.I.whY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In this world where finance is crippled , cheap things are sold at 2 bucks, and superheros are donning underwear to fight crimw, we really are in a mess. so save gaia, and stop paying for things u wont use after a while . DO IT YOURSELF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY do it yrself? heres some reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause of peer pressure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;many people say my blog is too wordy, and thatm ysis' is superior cause its bursting with pictures.haha. i beg to differ. i feel that we see too much, and read too little. u heard the saying: a word paints a thousand..... ehhh? oh crap, i just owned myself.HAAHAH. ok fine, ill be going with the flow, and ill try to upload new pics now. well, for the sake of a larger fanbase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah , but i have another confession to make. after seeing countless amounts of people on ebuddy, chatting their phone bills away, and the thousands of applications, and many links on the side of my fb page telling me that i can win one of these babies, i realised i need some thing called the iphone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq14h034I/AAAAAAAAAFE/B_uPbNpNByc/s1600-h/iphone1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351308624930332546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq14h034I/AAAAAAAAAFE/B_uPbNpNByc/s320/iphone1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i got one! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq2Py_uOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OYgw71Hw0Vo/s1600-h/iphone2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351308631176362210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq2Py_uOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OYgw71Hw0Vo/s320/iphone2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets look at it frm another angle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha!!! yeah. i made it myself. its the iphone cardboard generation. Cg. yup, beats the china iphone, cause the china i phone is soo fake, for mine, you wouldnt know, cause u nvr turn it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup. now i just need to find the sim card slot. hmmmm..... and a good thing is that i dont need itunes which is hard to download, i just sing what comes to mind using my phone. cool huh? its like bluetooth, but some like to call it retardation. latest in tech man. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DIY LANGUAGES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;being a son of my mom, or being a friend of the son of my mom , which is u reading this blog now. if yve tried reading my handphone messeges, though i told you it was my mom, and u were expecting to see some girl's name on it, then your right! it still is my mom! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, but you wld have a hrd tme fgrng it out cus tis is hw my mm tpes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont believe me? lets read concrete evi shall we? ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wow.v fast.i jst rchd hm2.k.pls get him2 chk holiday wk n infm him nxt wk u out of sin.Sch reopn resumes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. yeah, but shes less concise nwadays. used to be quite bad, when people sit nxt to me, they freak out. secretly in their minds, they think im conversing in pig latin or some alien language to my mother ship. especially when i look like ET in my new hair cut. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the cool think bout my mom? shes so hip, yr grandad broke it.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she uses lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not kidding. she uses lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i use lol so much, she realised that using lol is cool. so she lols as much as i do.LOL!!! i noe right? hahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wow, how much they charging? make sure its cheaper in YMCA.Lol"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a real message. if it was the first time, i would go : DID MY MOM JUST LOL AT ME? HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she also has a tendency of making new shows that i watch. like squarebob sponge pants, musical high school, and iKelly . im not kidding! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a few days back, i was fbing. when i heard a scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"RUSS come down and watch ! yr favourite international miao miao miao."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was bewildered. i heard it wrongly right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R: what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:the international miao miao miao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got off my seat and walked downstairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R : "what international miao miao maio?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: yeah. international miao miao miao, the expats show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stared at the screen . it was the channel 8 show where they have all those expats speaking in chinese. that shows real funny. its not just la, its GILA. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for many days ive been wondering why its international miao miao miao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;till nich thian started singing the theme song " ze ge si jie miao miao miao"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was totally enlightened, i could glow.HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, everyone does this kind of subtle subconcious shenanigans, just like the way i did an alliteration twice in this sentence. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;take nich for example. he's a fast talking nonsense talker.HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clarence: eh, what does SPCA stand for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nich : singapore police catch animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. we all burst out in laughter. i couldnt breathe at one point. i dunno, it was just such a fast counter, that when he said that , a vision of a policeman chsing after a cat shot into my mind. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant take this man.ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i realise i hate hgetting haircuts, so in the futureim gonna learn barberism( if thats a word), so i can cut my own hair without lookingm like a wuss, or talking to a hairdresser who only speakes in chinese, leaving me extremely concious of what i say, or even tryto say. i cant speak in chinese people. hairdressers around the world! hear my cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF LIFE GIVES YOU CHICKEN , make western food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grandma , for the first time made a western meal for our dinner. wownot too bad, i must day. the fries were not crispy, but who the heck cares. homemade western rocks my socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq1nEvnzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RX0vWy_YgjQ/s1600-h/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351308620244950834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq1nEvnzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RX0vWy_YgjQ/s320/food.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hungry people, watch and weep. muhahah. okieee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nights. rmrber to do devo !!!!&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/5115217144642210575-8943052828194593802?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8943052828194593802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8943052828194593802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8943052828194593802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8943052828194593802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/06/diwhy.html' title='D.I.whY?'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SkOq14h034I/AAAAAAAAAFE/B_uPbNpNByc/s72-c/iphone1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6470629287727930558</id><published>2009-06-22T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:43:56.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JB is just best</title><content type='html'>as my malacca trip was cancelled, which i was rather happy with(heheh), my parents , to my dismay, decided to make it up to us by brining us to JB. honestly, i wasnt keen on going at all. my last trip to JB for a shopping spree ended with me clawing with desperation for some entertainment after my psp died on me, but tht was becuz i wasnt shopping for anything. it was different this time. it was a pretty cool family day. yeah, so now JB is real fun la, sadly i didnt watch any movies, though their real cheap, but i got lots of new clothes.WHEE&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;yeah, my cupboard is clothing deprived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only shirts i wear are the silver sniffer one, the iron dog one, the "if your interested in time travel, meet me last thursday one "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i got new clothes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this family outing was pretty fun, other than the fact that i had to wait for an hour for my sis and my mom at the end. haha. got lots of cool stuff, was about to not buy this cool magic trick, but since it was like 6 ringgit, at least give the crap pakaging a risk right? the instructions were in jap, but like all jap products, the cute illutrations were good enuff. in 30 seconds after i took it out, i got it&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sj-Tr5KBL9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/sHtFTSHlHS8/s1600-h/card.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350157264625938386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sj-Tr5KBL9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/sHtFTSHlHS8/s320/card.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad freaked out the first time he saw me do it. totally worth 3 bucks (not my cash anyway :P). haha, my dad is pretty cool, and i didnt say this just bcause yesterday was father's day, but because i spent a lot of time with him today, and he's still the big lug which i came to know and love. only bigger. LOl. im jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad told my mom that i had good taste in my selection of my clothes. wah, am so proud, just that the downside is that maybe both of us have shitty fashion sense, that we arent aware of, but i choose not to believe the latter. HAHA, but my mom also said the clothes i bought today were nice, so at least i am safe. haha, walau, i sound like my testosterone drained out of me, talking like a girl about my clothes. dont need to further elaboate on that , cause my clothes will be on me soon. my mom keeps telling me to keep the clothes till new year, saying that it makes economic sense, but i disagree, im sure even mr monopoly wouldnt do that la. if a man with a weird moustache tells you something, you'd do good to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i am bracing hard for a war, what war u may ask? give you a hint, my best phrase of the day i told my sis (we laughed like hell) : "eh , i think i have a third nipple on my face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES&gt; iam fgighting a dangerous war with my hormones,. ACNE is taking a stronghold. Acne always reminds me of the coyote in looney toones cause he always orders some products with that brand name, but i realised that thats ACME. ACNE is much worse. lets do an inpromptu acronym for this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adolescents&lt;br /&gt;Crying&lt;br /&gt;Nearly&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&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;WOOTS. in ten seconds leh... not bad not bad, i still got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i have to buy the 3M sticker thing cause its quite fun to paste , but honestly, this is a beautiful disaster cause this flux means 1 thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have attained a new level in puberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means two things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. his sucks, more mood swings, and grwoing pains, and pimples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i might grow taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats so saddening. haha. im like missing the boat. everyone please stop growing! im losing to even sec 1 counterparts la! WALAU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok... that means im more down to earth. but that means im also living in denial. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. im off to do my auto biography for school homework. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6470629287727930558?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6470629287727930558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6470629287727930558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6470629287727930558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6470629287727930558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/06/jb-is-just-best.html' title='JB is just best'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sj-Tr5KBL9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/sHtFTSHlHS8/s72-c/card.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-7359161899368657196</id><published>2009-06-17T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:01:42.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A GAME OF SABOTEUR</title><content type='html'>i dont know whats more depressing, the fact that no one is bugging me to blog, as opposed to having people bug me to blog a few months ago. this is such a sorry state for my blog, but no fears people, for the enthusiastic  minority, i shall pen my thoughts down!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last post i said i better grow this holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, i am still the short 163 fart i was last month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shrunk in height :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are many ways an individual can grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brace yrself for a lame analogy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Is A Game Of Saboteur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we are, at the start of our lives, building paths towards our desires routes and ardent dreams, not knowing whether we'd reach it, and whether the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow is real, or is made up of cheap china manufactured milk chocolate, uncannily named sanlu(hmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your journey, the devil will be there, watching yr movements, destroying advancements youve already made in yr life, and placing obstacles in your life, that you have to get over before you start back on yr journey on your glorious ambition. To some, only prayer and petition will make your path straight, and bless you if you do that, but the question is not placed on the journey, but  at the end of yr tunneling. when u reach the end of yr journey, and you flip over that card, have you really reached that slab of gold? has yr toiling been worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really had a fixed ambition, to be honest, my first ambition was to be a construction worker (dont pray praay eh) and subsequently, police man,. teacher etc etc. but i never really found what i really really wanted to be. perhaps its a calling, and i hope it is, but i always felt that god wants me to do something a bit different with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been praying, and if responses from god are hard to believe (their not hard to belief, but sometimes i m caught between me being mistaken, and whether god is really speaking to me ), lets take a few more obvious hints from my dad up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and i have been having some of those "discussions" . nononono, dont get me wrong, i already know about the birds and the bees,  but rather on my ambitions in the future. she hopes i can be a lawyer, and sorry, though facebook agrees, i cant do it, but what has always impacted me, is after every discussion, my mom would always said that if god gave me a calling to minister to him, she wouldnt mind at all, and i was intrigued by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that went i was young-er , i went into my parents room once, and told them that god told me to be a pastor, and i think i can remember it abit. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really quite amazing actually, and im praying about it, and im rather positive god wants me to minister to the church full time, and why not? church is really what makes my life complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh hernshung, this post is my testimony btw, so i no need to email you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets continue ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MADE ENCOUNTER THE MOST IMPACTFUL CAMP IN 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt the friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt the games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was the ENCOUNTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think this is a trick question, but honestly, would you tell someone that the games in a camp wasnt imporatant, or that ben and jerry's ice cream vouchers dont make up whats important in a camp (eh, but im still keeping my share. heheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enCOUNTer 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did we make this opportunity COUNT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can safely say YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure not one person who went for encounter did not have something to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the camp, i did pray for the verdict of me ministering fulltime, and the theme verse summarises it all for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE9:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said to them all: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ifelt god around me in encounter 09, i hope those who went did too. i sat with him  on the beach, i sang praises to him, i lay down beside him in the santuary, and for all those christians out there, i hope you really get to follow god everyday in yr life like what i am trying to do, it may not be easy, but no one said it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encounter left me with something fresh and simple, and it really mas a milestone in my journey with the lord. i will be looking forward to the next  retreat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from the song all day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyone around can see just how good you've been to me&lt;br /&gt;For all my friends that don't know you&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you would save them too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-7359161899368657196?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/7359161899368657196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=7359161899368657196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7359161899368657196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7359161899368657196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/06/game-of-saboteur.html' title='A GAME OF SABOTEUR'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2988996945026852755</id><published>2009-06-09T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:55:43.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i better grow this holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper is almost a daily essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even as i speak, or type, im eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or slurping a bowl of noodles. 1137. yeah im a fatshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well. encounter is approaching. CANT WAIT. i need some socialism . at home, its just me and my homework ,and my tv. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this hols has been relatively eventful i must say. the only thing im missing out on is exercise. feeling v lazy to not fee lazy. haha. ive been taking up hobbies, but i shall not disclose since that opens alot to judgement, and i am not very open to people's patroitism at the moment. i want to enjoy this hols till school starts. im sounding v negative arent i? so sorry! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ,o n a lighter note, i got new bopard games. oh no ! i revealed one of my well concealed hobbies :O. nvm. haha. i need players. that sounds wrong when i just end that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need players for my boardgame. yes, that sounds about right. haha. yeah, but im almost rendered bankrupt. hobbies are expensive. oh well, i am helping restore our economy . heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. nothing much more to say... hmm oh yeah. i need a new themesong for my life. any suggestionms? ive yet to check out supermassive black hole. lots of people are saying its a good song. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2988996945026852755?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2988996945026852755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2988996945026852755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2988996945026852755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2988996945026852755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-better-grow-this-holiday-i-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-583020244914764041</id><published>2009-06-02T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:44:40.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fairytaleheart totally sounds like some new disney channel show, but dont worry, their too busy making some Hsm reunion , or some sitcom featruing the likes of hannah or JB. ok , lets not get too depressed. but seriously, thanks ryan for the tix to the show, though you totally were pushing it, doing the lame escalator stunts in public. watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. fairytalehearts was a good play. it only involved two teens in a community club. so for the whole 1 hour, u'd be watching them talk. BUT yet, they did a great job, with the good acting, and neat plotline. i laughed when i had to, empathised when i had to, and went home with a moral. nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally wanna watch it again, but the last show is tmrw. well, technically, its today, but u know what i mean. later at 7.30. maybe ill ask my mom whether i can get a ticket if there is NYMORE. SRSLY MAN, ITS A PLAY WHICH I THOUGHT WAS WORTH WATCHING AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. look, even the keyboard is rooting for me. the caps was unintentional. yep. the keyboard is just my tight. wow, second time i told that joke, im srsly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pushing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it. AHA. bet you werent expecting the unexpected punchline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more awesome stuffs that happened today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. finally got myself a red bicycle deck. wow. seriously, i want the sky blue and green ones. but their like 10 bucks. the holes in my pockets have holes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my com is back up, and running. yay! no more fb deprived me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. oops, i know i said to, but i just have to say it . today is the 2nd day anniversery of my new taylor swift album!!! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i hate singapore for making the taylor swift album so cheap la. onerepublic's album is like going for 17, and even my melee album cost more. this one cost me $11.90. like seriously, im not trying to say i have lots of cash to spend, and i know its a bit crazy to complain that a product is too cheap, but srsly, its a top seller in america.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this album is like decorated uniquely, on its borders of the album pic, there are the words singapore edition, singapore edition, ..... al over, and the side also has a ginormous logo of our merlion. wah listen to america's multi platinum album also must be patrotic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank u singapore universal for dispatching it . at least its cheap :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im messed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im listening to TS and im still going, how the heck does she compose her songs. the melody is so well incalcated into the lyrics, its almost a wonder. admiration for all those composers out there!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. nothing else to blog anymore lets end of with a poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the 2nd day&lt;br /&gt;of my holidae&lt;br /&gt;a free play&lt;br /&gt;i didnt pay&lt;br /&gt;it was memorable&lt;br /&gt;it isnt a fable&lt;br /&gt;i dont sit on a table&lt;br /&gt;im also not watching cable&lt;br /&gt;batman has muscles that ripple&lt;br /&gt;his spandex suit also reveals his..... chest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-583020244914764041?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/583020244914764041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=583020244914764041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/583020244914764041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/583020244914764041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/06/fairytaleheart-totally-sounds-like-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8053985197134330663</id><published>2009-05-29T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:43:48.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>salutations to reality</title><content type='html'>You noe what stinks about puberty? as in the non literal form, since the topic now is not really on wht brand of deo i use. but seriously, i just realised what stinks about going through the adolescent years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puberty, is sort of like a bunch of women drivers on a highway. you, being the victim, is a small mammal of your choice. obviously, with a one way traffic, and a bunch of female fatales who bribed their way through their driving test, u are consequently reduced to roadkill. Thats the worst thing about growing up. you always think: it cant get any worst then this! then something else happens, its like getting run over again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the glass is still half full people! so lets stay positive. here's some happy news:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time ever, is my art work getting pinned up in the school.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would love to upload my pictures, but with regards to my jacked up phone ( no seriously, th jack's spoiled) and my screwed com, i cant do that, but just imagine buildings, a giant plant, and a lego figurine, and uve pretty much seen it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, my com broke down, and i have to settle with my sis' mac in the meantime. Apparently, the motherboard in my desktop crashed, and  i thought through some possibilities of her apparent suicide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1, the father board left her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2, she and that mouse just couldnt click&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3, so she tried dating the keyboard, apparently, it wasnt her type. he kept pushing it u see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 the screen was too flashy for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 the speakers were too loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 facebook said that her awesome level was 0, and she didnt know men well ,also she was a magikarp in the first 150 pokemon. and everyone knows fb quizzes are always accurate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.wikipedia also stated that chickens originated from turkey, aand wiki is always right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 and out of 1009 emails, only one wasnt from facebook, and that one told her that msn , that gorgeous hunk she saw on the street, would be taken down by bill gates , unless she sent the message to other friends. but the new hotmail, had a glitch and she couldnt send it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she died through depression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her memory lives on forever....at least till they reboot her system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; wow, i cant think of other things to blog about. but since it s already a holiday, i might as well say some more stuff. havent done an ip in ages.ok....here goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone tells me to get a hobby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fly a kite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or rename myself bobby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dont wanna levitate plastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or be the alterego of iceman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ill stay at home and waste my days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or go out and get a tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till the hols are over, ill just dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of doing better for the exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wile eating icecream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a hobby would be cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just one or two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like washing the loo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i can find my best friend..... piglet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8053985197134330663?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8053985197134330663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8053985197134330663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8053985197134330663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8053985197134330663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/05/salutations-to-reality.html' title='salutations to reality'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-5720828509616979463</id><published>2009-05-13T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:17:16.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 apologies</title><content type='html'>Firstly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG SORRY TO All whose quiz i di , and borderline passed, or failed. haha, i guess im not cut to do personal quizzes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my highest is 66 ithink, and my lowest is 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. sry sry sry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can build my own country with the masses of apologies, i can name it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sry Lanka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. can i not!? sorry after the math paper, i can never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a KILLER migraine after the math paper, lol. that stinks , i cant be a telepath if my head hurts la. imagine if i try to open a can drink with my mind, i might die of excessive nosebleeding. but who cares,? all you people wanna noe is how i found my papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math was ok...... maybe it was after my science paper, which WAS MASSIVE killer due to time constraints. wow. thats why i wanna be a hobo, dont have to do science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ' wise quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only good chemistry is without a test tube (artificial insemination is an exception)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. yeah. tmrw is lit, and following is art! then i can fly like a bird in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously... art is like 1 hr 45 mins. i rather trade in 30 mins for more time in lit or science. sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this exams was fun throughout, though i dont have confidence i will pass my science, (PLS PASS ME!) but seriously, it was fun cause i had lots of new studying techs i applied&lt;br /&gt;they kinda work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my fact poems the best. i should seriously expand my ip poems to a wider scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres one for methane. its a pity geog didnt ask me about methane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              METHANE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey kids, im methane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cows fart me, you will faint!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wetland bacteria form me as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20 times more heat absorbing than my carbon dioxide pal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fine, maybe the last stanza is a bit too long, but it helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok. still have lit paper tommorw, at 2 30. yay, can wake up later than the usual. heheh. nites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-5720828509616979463?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/5720828509616979463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=5720828509616979463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/5720828509616979463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/5720828509616979463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/05/1000-apologies.html' title='1000 apologies'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4246472821910450943</id><published>2009-05-10T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:05:44.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the world is based so fiercly on perspective, and impression, that the first glance gives us a verdict of a person. how's he feeling, whether he's giving u a dirty look, or if he's just used to give u a look. why he isnt talking, why he's talking too much. weve thought to much at the start, and never in the middle. weve thought about how things affect you and the person's relationship, that it shrouds us in a blindness, that the othe has that same emotional capacity. We become too judgemental, too selfish, that we fail to recognise that others feel something too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times have we done something to someone that may have harmed their emotions, and how many times have we not done something to help, or even put in effort to know about someone's day or to even know anyone at all. has the gap between stranger, aquaintance, friend, and confidante always been so huge. perhaps. but are we responsible for tunneling a huger chasm then it had to be. racism, biase, paranoia, fear of being judged? isnt it a vicious cycle? or maybe u dont want to hear a person's problems just out of fear of commiting to his problems, cause u already have enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then maybe thats not how u shld live a life. christian or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way , everyone is going to be judged, by god or other people, who dont know that injecting a perspective in their mind is building a taller wall around em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a difference. commit to other's worry, and dont worry about others worrying about your actions, and dont worry over other's actions, but rather their name, or even , how'd their doing for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i feel this is the only way to break animosity in the world. im learning as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;philippians 3:14 and obey all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4246472821910450943?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4246472821910450943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4246472821910450943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4246472821910450943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4246472821910450943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-is-based-so-fiercly-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2052035586300514740</id><published>2009-05-08T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:05:02.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with words</title><content type='html'>you'd do good to laugh at things sometimes. be it, some random phrase created by your friends like "niu gong hup gali whoop" or the sight of your friend digging his nose with a pen in his class, only to immediately after, put it into his mou..... okok. lets leave the details out shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously we should let loose and laugh sometimes. even though taufik batista's smile on the 7 eleven advert sends chills down your spine, or the woman,who forgot to buy ice gives an over-drama expression when she is magically transported in front of a counter girl in the 24 hour convenience store, just smile abit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to take a pic of this, but its weird to see a boy in uniform, standing on an over head bridge with his phone taking a pic. but everyday when  i cross the overhead bridge towards my tuition, i cant help but smile at the lighted sign that says "HOUGANG DE SAUNA". nope, hougang or saunas are not funny, but what really bemuses me is that the lighted neon sign is kinda broken, and the hou is missing. so when u look at it at night. it leaves you thinking " who would wanna to go to a place like : GANG DE SAUNA. lol! like sriously man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 2 days ago, i was crossing an over head bridge home (yeah, weird stuff happen to me on bridges. i was looking down onto the vehicles, cause i have a tendency to do that, and no, its not weird. and an incarnadine bus caught my eye. its like those coach like the chao yan kuai che. those which bring you to nearby countries, with the boys in the adverts looking happy cause theres somein built games inside the bus. you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soooo wanted to take a pic, but it was moving pretty fast, and yeaah, there were some people on the bridge......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the bus' has the branding in Bright yellow on its side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its name was Delemah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may not get it. but it seriously shouldnt be what a coach brand is called. delemah??? like seriosly!? i cant think out a slogan for it which doesnt make it sound like a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"im in a delemah, ARE YOU?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, what were the brand makers thinking!? im&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;confused&lt;/strong&gt; ahaha. &lt;/em&gt;sorry, gimme sometime to appreciate my own dry humour. but words have become so important now, that unlike last time, china manufacturers should be thinking of what to name their infinite number of products. its like they just mash up a few words to maker it sound like another brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone heard of addidas? anyone saw a pair of slippers branded asadi? hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a few shes with the brand erke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if it shoul be pronounced like the brand nike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ERR-key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the  "im disgusted" tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like Urgh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. we should seriously rethink brandnames. even simple stuff will do for goodness sake. body shop is simple and sweet. so is burgerking. it just doesnt allow criticism. lik breadtalk. how many gazillion times have i heard the kopitiam joke. i personally think that breadtalk is a cool name, its just sad that we live in a dilect based society, and any word you make up, may sound like a vulgarity in you hokkien speaking uncle's ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill make up one now. erm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lou congheiyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youd never know, i might get a bad flaming from a hokkien passerby tommorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2052035586300514740?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2052035586300514740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2052035586300514740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2052035586300514740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2052035586300514740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-with-words.html' title='playing with words'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2035546994293152980</id><published>2009-05-04T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:03:23.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let the bday post linger for a while..... ok. new post! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really studied for my geog today, so i am highly contented with myself, than k you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very hyped for wolverine origins, but the exams which is spread like peanut butter over a span of 3 weeks, is kinda ruining the hype. all i can do now is read, and hear about wolverine's good acting, cyclops young face, gambit's sun wu kong obsession, some lady who looks like emma frost, but i dont think she is. victor creed laughing at logan's dry humor, deadpool's exclusive appearance, but he's not deranged yet. blob's lard power, and Will.i.am's cameo as some new mutant called john wraith, created for the sake of a new fanbase, and so weapon x can move around more efficiently. seriously, so much goes on in the movie, hopefully the story is still fresh , since too many cooks(or rappers) spoil the soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my previous papers were cool. english was fair, chinese was simpler than i expected it to be, since it usually strikes fear in all the lil saints out there. but my compo wasnt well concluded. arghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously planned out what i wanna do after exams. some more personal ones i will not share, but here's some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to complete most of my x box games which have been rotting in the dust for years (some which i only played once, and never again) wow. im a brat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;improve my bball skills. i kinda hate those people in the show "dunk" cause they're dribbling is unattainable, its sick. go check that show out. best sick show in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in church, i watched half the show: remember the titans. memorable movie alright. the plot is intriging, the acting superb. for once, i kinda hated shung for telling us some moral halfway. the show is just too nice too stop. argh!!!!!! i have to anticipate church twice the time i usually do, and i can galdly saY I ANTICIPATE CHURCH LIKE ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go to heaven, where it'd be youth camp all year round, and everyone can fly, and worship all day. haha. thats nirvana to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all who took the how well do u noe me quiz. lol. i wont be circulating the answers anytime soon, haha so far, only my sis got an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. b4 my mom comes ranton my life again, i shall fall off to slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new added edition of my posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hobo encyclopedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wussy: to decribe a coward or plain stupidity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;used in a sentence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOW COULD THEY BAN MAYONNAISE IN THE SNACK STALL!? ketchup is for wussies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;floygersmoff:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to express heaps of awesomeness. can be used as floy for abbreviation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;used in a sentence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now thats floy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nimimm: term used to decribe loss of interest in a topic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;used in a sentence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nimimm, u can keep my packet of tissue paper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, thats all in the dictionary of floy words for now. see ya next time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2035546994293152980?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2035546994293152980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2035546994293152980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2035546994293152980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2035546994293152980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-bday-post-linger-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4659875933100043688</id><published>2009-04-26T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:52:38.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SfSBb0CN-tI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0IGnM1WbcN8/s1600-h/HBR2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329026573910538962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SfSBb0CN-tI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0IGnM1WbcN8/s320/HBR2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SfSBbpLQzeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xMmBvwMQuJ4/s1600-h/HBR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329026570995682786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SfSBbpLQzeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xMmBvwMQuJ4/s320/HBR.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOW. what can i say? u guys are the greatest bunch of kickass friends. thanks to god for such nice friends, and also facebook. you guys gave me one of the best b'days ever, thanks to all who tagged me, FBed me, or msged me, you guys are all awesome!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kudos to eugene and his jetpack operation, but my ninja movement reflexes (or bad throwing) didnt really get me wet, lol. the water bomb operation was a failure, but the smash cake one was a sucess, unfortunately, i never knew pandan cakes tasted so good on acne prone face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the presents were nice too. the pikachu cake was fantastic, happy nostalgia day. Jap pasta is officially heaven food. you can check it out at novena square. its best... alrighties, in 9 minutes i shall have to depart with my b'day, one year older meaNs one year wiser! you guys rule!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-boy who contracted &lt;strong&gt;hyper&lt;/strong&gt;thermia for a day signs off&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4659875933100043688?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4659875933100043688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4659875933100043688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4659875933100043688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4659875933100043688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SfSBb0CN-tI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0IGnM1WbcN8/s72-c/HBR2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4304749977089812177</id><published>2009-04-22T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:36:31.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Q. Why did the tomato blush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonono... dont be lame and tell me that tomatoes are already red and cant blush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: he saw the salad dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q then why did the egg blush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: he saw the bacon strip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, people would laugh at this, but others who think puberty means to saunter into school with concrete faces and not be amused at any witty comments, this would be a hard joke to suppress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If puberty means growing up, and u  dislike your parents' stale sense of human, then dont continue the tradition.. truce anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not trying to target any one in particular *clarence*, but seriously, we should learn to smile a bit, and take it easy? orrr. maybe im the one who's changed . being more apprehensive (or envious...heheheh) to people getting attention for being too emo (not saying that he is, cause it is rather overrated, and clarence, i know u arent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the topic today isnt about r rated food items or clarence being emo, though both might be considered in future posts. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... the general topic about the salad&lt;strong&gt; dressing &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;puberty &lt;/strong&gt;no, its not fashion sense, but change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change hits like almost all the time, when meet someone new, thats change, when u learn to fly, thats change, when u buy a g2 pen with 3 dollars, u get change. though you only get like a fews cents worth, its still change. and im totally not hinting that G2 pens are xpensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarcasm is change too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the star sign taurus, does not support change, and i must say it is true to some extent, though im not the superstitious sort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting into the basketball team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting stuck in a school and finding that a daikin vent is the only means of escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing to a sec3 girl in a scrabble competition( and feeling great remorse.LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winning the rugby b division after two years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting a half day for winning the rugby b division after 2 years ( and if your reading this mrs charles, hint hint. please?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was a change of perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try something new for a &lt;strong&gt;change&lt;/strong&gt; and u'd really life is quite a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for homec lesson on monday, i realised presenting a summary just by words was too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mins. 7 paragraphs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group did a rap, and with choreography too.the content is cheesy, hope u dont mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many adverts we see around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some in the sky, some on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print and electronic, thats the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see your ads last through the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the tv ,or on the web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can learn where to buy your favourite chilli crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the pavements, or in the lift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can get that for dad for his b'day gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endorse celebrities to catch the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of envious girls and pervert guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guy steps up with advert)&lt;br /&gt;" with [bull blue], now cows can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, its quite a wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre watching an advert for an advert now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue bull is a fictational product btw. haha. yeah its a satire for... u know&lt;br /&gt;rapping is seriously fun , especially with the ghettop voice. alright im off to slp. nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4304749977089812177?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4304749977089812177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4304749977089812177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4304749977089812177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4304749977089812177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/04/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-5026798241061650181</id><published>2009-04-19T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:57:50.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What have we bred daily?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sesy6wjW_gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-wfm0adJYr4/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326406969342754306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sesy6wjW_gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-wfm0adJYr4/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sesy6xjCjkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6jFr_3zyqjk/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326406969609850434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sesy6xjCjkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6jFr_3zyqjk/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an ordinary thursday, was dragging my bag and books with me as i trudged home. was walking along this concrete path when i looked to the ground for a moment and saw a white rectangle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking closer, i made out some words. it was an open booklet. on it were the words the daily bread.oh.... it was a backcopy of a devotional. should i pick it up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hesitated for a moment. there were a few basketballers jogging past, and some neighbourhood people whiling their usual lives. better not, i thought to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few metres later, i felt the urge to retrace my steps. i eventually did and picked it up home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are many ways u may speculate me after this short account&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.im yau gui ( miserly) thus  i picked up the devo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i m a hobo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;none of these are really important right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rather, i thought about this book on the way home, and i realise that our lives, revolve around this book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me elaborate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people are like me, walking along that road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the road is our lives, leading us, to wherever we are planning to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the book is God's word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost everyone, especially , us, the fortunate singaporeans are introduced to God at least once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its placed on the floor, spread open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you walk pass it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people look at it, but they feel they have everything they need, so they walk past it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;others contemplate on picking it up, but hesitate, because of the burdens of life that need their attention more than whatever seems to be important on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some walk pass it, but eventually pick it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;upon picking it up, a person may suddenly misplace it, due to the things in life that overshadow the word. if u can see the photo, this devotional was scribbled on with phone numbers and bank account digits. these represent the things in life he puts befre, or on the lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person may think that the things in life like work, and politics should come b4 god, and thus, he lets God go, drops him on the tarmac road like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what he doesnt realise, is that if u let go of god, u might let go of your foundation of strength. and just like that, this person lost important contacts that came with the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people who dont pick up the word may have feelings inclined to the fact that, i only need god when i need him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or ive seen these reach out programmes too much to fully believe in it, what a stunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, they might be missing out of the point that death is unpredictable,im not inclining the fact that god is a one way ticket to eternal life. rather, how many chances are u going to be given and not take that up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this devotional was a back copy. it signifies a christian living in god's word and thinking, well this is the usual stuff, i go to church, i pray, i go home. he lives in the past. stagnant, never contemplating ministering to the church in anyway. this isnt a bad think, for i shall not judge, rather is it a good thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Daily Bread-What have we bred daily?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i almost lost a chance to give this testimony by walking pass god's plan, what have u done to lose your chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the non christians, have u missed a chance to find a true friend in god, just because u dont thin he's real or worth your time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the christians, have we become too absorbed in our church, that we cant open up to anyone, or tell the world of our word, or even ashamed of the word that we hold everyday. or have we become stagnant christians because of the other things the world has to offer, and we place them before god. have we become judgmental to the non-believers or even our own that we choose to not fufill the greatest commandment god laid for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have we bred these in our daily lives?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-5026798241061650181?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/5026798241061650181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=5026798241061650181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/5026798241061650181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/5026798241061650181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-have-we-bred-daily.html' title='What have we bred daily?'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nSTxFAwmAI4/Sesy6wjW_gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-wfm0adJYr4/s72-c/DSC00574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2619826439236435091</id><published>2009-04-05T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:54:10.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is real tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont call for a bluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bball is 3 days a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spare time really reaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing daylight everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomnia all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding hard to settle down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this chinese passage gramatically sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juggling christ, bball and books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships, pondering and also my looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will my worries never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear not! god is my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look to him everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the sun is up, or the clouds turn grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he in me, does not betray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for priorities are a each a dog on a leash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so handle each one well, kapish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. sorry guys if im not blogging so frequently. cause im losing time real fast. on basketball, tuition. and my studies are slowly slipping if i dont catch up on revision. esp my sciences. heheheh. and the 2 weeks left till exams are a gust of wind to me. i just realise the time i lost. theres also commitments like the worship team, basketball team, art club (art club is fiercer than u think. will elaborate on other posts). yups. as they say, dont wear too many hats. i believe, ask god to grow heads for u. so im committing my priorities to god, and hope u fellow friends help me out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u see me slipping short in any subject, do help me out. basketball too. if im falling asleep in chinese class (which im starting to cultivate a habit of) . please throw something at me, which isnt that hard. or just wake me up. thank u. and worship team, ill try to remember to check out and get ready for all the songs. u have my word shung, who shall indicate his presence of being a frequenter of my blog by saying something on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first.... lets go into a new favourite bible verse of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Philipians 3:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2619826439236435091?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2619826439236435091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2619826439236435091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2619826439236435091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2619826439236435091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-is-real-tough-dont-call-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2649539059108137510</id><published>2009-03-29T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:13:00.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stentorian cries for the halcyon days, when we were closer, but all efforts remain sisyphean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to put pics for this new post, but im lazy, and my phone is kinda screwed so oh well. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic week of bombastic proportions. lots of bball matches, mural painting, two tests, one of which i missed ;p so im really drained and all, as ryan foo puts it, i look weary everyday, partially because he keeps saying that, my mind forces itself psychologically. lol. im falling asleep in class!like in the mid afternoon, my eyes will start rollicking back and forth until my system boots up again, i bet all this adrenaline will certainly hurt my health, better sleep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick update of my basketball stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season has begun, im in the team, number 13, benchwarmer, gets to play for about a few minutes every match. we won three mathces, of all i only scored 2 points, winning 3 matches against whitley, acs inter, and outram. playing peicai on friday, coach pushing us, till i feel like in turn, pushing daisies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep,. thats all the hooha forbball, friday's match is early morn so i will be missing the entire sports meet! SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only downside is that i will lose out on the usual free haagen daz ice cream, but probably the recession will get everyone a free moo sandwich instead or smthing.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays service was great, i have to say, the adult worship team is getting better every week. though the standing up for 30 mins can really tense the legs. humility was the key in today's word, and the best verse was "to be last to be first" or smthing like that. sometimes we get too carried away that we forget to serve god in our own way, and i think god deserves thanks for the matches we won the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH HOUR was pretty fun, i struggled to study my geog with 6 candles surrounding my book. i pity those children in the 60s. how do they do it?!  we only switched off the lights upstairs cause my dad rather read his papers in the living room than to save the world. fathers and their newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so earth hour was quite fun, instead to studying, i got too carried away with positioning my candles around my books, and almost set my house on fire. seriously. i lighted up my tissue paper, and did not expect it to burst into flames, fortunately my lungs played fireman of the day. phew. what a heart warming experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, thats all i have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take to u some other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i serve cookies on a try&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2649539059108137510?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2649539059108137510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2649539059108137510' title='0 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something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my common test results. i dont think i would like to post em like i did last year. its quite ego powered la. i would say it was satisfying. except for english. didnt do so well. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today. tiring..... tmrw, theres training, and the 2 days after. so im dead. we played another friendly with peirce again, and u can see the improvement gap. though i have to say i played horribly, and was subbed 6 mins later. sigh.... working harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw i have some allergy test cause in jan, i had some weird rash. caused by the january winds, and my family members call it. even though it sounds quite wrong, i have to say they might be right. im not having a rash anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope the doctors would chill and not draw my blood. oh man!&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-5115217144642210575.post-2400995337277658999</id><published>2009-03-12T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:30:38.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day tmrw. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got into the final 12. yay. my jersey number is officially 13. nash!&lt;br /&gt;but i might not stay in the team. depends on my performance on the next week. pray hard, and play hard! cant give it up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played a friendly with bendeemer yesterday. 48 to 23. in our favor. saints, feel honoured!&lt;br /&gt;highlights of the match were clarence's bone rattling block. hefri's demonic assists, his 3 pointer was mind blasting too. yi hui's indecent foul. he accidently gave a knee to some dude who looks like william hung. i didnt play much cause im still not getting my presses right, so much to the extent i got subbed out, and scolded like free after the training. oh wells, ill work harder! the spirit of boxer overwhelms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt score any, but that only makes me hunger to score the next match. not gonna disappoint myself or coach when whitely arrives. i will score at least 2 nxt time. im sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 the match came, the sky was overcast, like the thoughts in my soul. my emo attempt was pretty cool huh?.lol. im abit high today, excuse me. so i asked clarence: u wanna pray. act cool boy replied: "these questions need not be answered." of course he said it in a less poetic form, but we prayed in our hearts anyway. dumb guy, trying to reply me with act girl-magnet slogans.lol. i wont ask him whatever question that seems rhethorical to him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just then, yi hui came along. He was nice enough to lend me a black shirt, which we all needed for the friendly match. one white, and one black. i brought 2 whites. typical loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. yi hui was so nice. till i saw the I 'heart' Singapore on it. LOL. seriously, does being a patriotic singapore seem imposing on an enemy basketball player? i bet if i wore it, my friends would ankle break themselves out of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"looks like its going to rain" yi hui said.&lt;br /&gt;"have faith in my god, my friend" i replied with a humble face.&lt;br /&gt;"if it doesnt rain,i will believe in your god" Yi hui said.&lt;br /&gt;wow. no kidding. my friend was going to experience something today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you were saying?"yi hui said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five minutes later, the drizzle came to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU WERE SAYING?" i screamed from the other end of the court as royston took his foul shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god is great people. nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only did he test my faith, he almost duped me, in good humor, and brought us one step closer to hm. the weather was great. not too warm, and after the school arrived, the match begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if we win bendeemer, i'd believe in your god"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a demanding fellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yilli won the jump, we attacked the court, the ball was intercepted, and in a dribble, it was fumbled into the arms of clarence. GG. fast break. 2 points for us. our seniors went wild. 1st quarter was sensational all the way. we stole, yilli commited, or took foul shots . and at the end of the whistle, we were leading 18-0. we also created amazing turnovers upon utilizing our presses. best turnover was cause by our double teaming. kept bendeemer in their own court for an 8 second violation.&lt;br /&gt; the second quarter was rougher, third quarter, hefri started giving nash worthy assists, and clocked the three pointer here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last quarter, yi hui was scoring, and i played for the last 5 mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home with lifted hearts, and yi hui just realised my god is real, dont tyou yi hui? I do expect an answer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2400995337277658999?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2400995337277658999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2400995337277658999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2400995337277658999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2400995337277658999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-tmrw.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8294666914597164778</id><published>2009-03-07T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:55:57.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow hunter</title><content type='html'>this wet season may have brought lots of troubles to everyone. be it the great and annoying eminent visitations from beetles, flies and what not .or the fact that the basketball courts are always flooded with patches of puddles here and there. this hurts even more when yr coach makes u do physical in the rotunda, which is fatally boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but take a look at the other side of the coin. every cloud has a silver lining.... every pokeball contains a pokemon .. after every rain there is..... no not humidity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAINBOWS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SbKj15gZApI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3NmUFGB8BKM/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310487056988308114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SbKj15gZApI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3NmUFGB8BKM/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall share a lil testimony a couple of weeks back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stepped into the court. its semi permeable floor and painted walls gave a soft finish. hefri was standing at the baseline. it was the last quarter. this was a crucial moment for our schools' glory and honor. 16 minutes left....roughly. if i was some 21 year old guy starring as a 18 year old college basketball player in disney's latest hit musical/ movie sensation aiming only at infatuated tweener girls and metrosexual boys, i'd certainly break into song. obviously i was not, because i dont even use facial wash frequently, contary to the vain actor. oops.. too much info given out...heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"im ready for this...im ready for this.." i thought in my head.... " russ!" a shout erupted from hefri as he gave me a chest pass. "IM NOT READY FOR THIS! IM NOT READY!" the fibre glass board was facing me. i was just at the bottom. i was open. i was stunned as well. just the day before i practiced doing 100 underbasket shots. so this isnt any different from the rest right? wrong! i missed. twice if im not correct! and my team lost possession of the ball as a result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i walked to the bus stop , through the lush foliage of bishan park. yi hui was telling me his successful day of his quarter in the friendly match. even though we lost to peirce, the guy was telling me of his fantastic behind the board shot and how he thew himself with no fear at the massive centre before him. well, it was his moment of glory, i didnt rant or anything. i could see in his small slitty eyes that it was a happy moment for him. i got on the bus and just thought through the match, how i lost opportunities that was so openly placed b4 me, and the regrets i felt after the match after hearing my friends retell me of their fantastic baskets b4 the topic was shifted on me and how i was pathetic in my attempts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i popped my headphones into my sweat sodden ears. i had to listen to something to get the disappointment out of my head. throughout this year and last, i did try to put in my best at all basketball trainings , whether by the teachers, or when i went out casually for some shots. but a couple of weeks back i thought about it, rather i had this rather uncomforting thought that maybe god didnt want me to play basketball. it may sound weird or uncanny to you, but i really felt something, and i had been praying about it, quite fervently i must say. i asked god to show me a sign. god please give me something to know that u are behind me on this, cause i dont want to go for this alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was answered with rain, rain and more rain over that week, and i was starting to live in denial, not trying to accept perhaps the most signs thrown in by god, and on that day, i was positive god wasnt on my side. almost as positive as an ion that lost electrons. thats major positive mind you. i needed a song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i plugged into my walkman phone and started scrolling for a song. and somehow, i was led to select this song by casting crowns- voice of truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this song spoke to me . this was the true sign. but the visually stunning one came my way halfway through the song.i looked out of the window as the bus turned in and i saw the spectacle i havent seen about five years ago. this was god's sign to noah as a promise, and i took it as a promise that god would never forsake me, even if times seemed bad, he's there, u just have to spot him in yr busy life.and now im still vying for my spot on the team, and this journey has been spectacular, be it whether i made friends i never thought i could be so close too, or whether i feel energised as i draw strength from god daily. im not looking back when jesus' beside me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genesis 9:13 says, I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is god's promise to you? ive been led to share my testimony today ON 12.55 am on 8th march 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8294666914597164778?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8294666914597164778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8294666914597164778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8294666914597164778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8294666914597164778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainbow-hunter.html' title='rainbow hunter'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SbKj15gZApI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3NmUFGB8BKM/s72-c/DSC00501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4166530164391785185</id><published>2009-03-04T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:46:46.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was planning to do a relatively massive-er post, yes with pics. but since my unfailing ( and i mean it in an annoying and demanding way) fans cant wait for a new post. ta da! here it is. not much to life other than mugging, and basketball training. always looking forward to sundays of course so i can chill with my homies in church. but... always fall sick at wrong times. on days that i wanna fall sick and not go school, i cant. and i fall sick on sundays and miss a week's worth of fellowship. haha. well, these weeks have been eventful. from playing basketball with peirce, to laughing out sadistic and/or crude humor which does pop in sometimes by my coach, who has a super fierce exterior, but on the inside hes as nice as anyone else. i have to ask hime where he got that nicem "Anklebreaker" shirt. must be adidas or nike.hint hint to people who think i shld receive a bday present this year. dont worry, im not so thick skinned, unlike some people i shall not mention *nigel* to announce my birthday. these guys arh! deserved to be hanged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`a great achievment i'd be encountering today is the longest impromptu poem so far! wrote in class for POETRY SLAM. the original one is 25 lines long. but out of fear for boring everyone, i shortened it, for more flavour too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  here goes. try to guess the inanimate object that i represent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... How bleak is my life?&lt;br /&gt;How bleak is my life you ask!?&lt;br /&gt;I work for a boss that lives forever!&lt;br /&gt;he lives forever! yes im serious&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt that tick you off?&lt;br /&gt;It ticks ME off!&lt;br /&gt;But seriously&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just reply me when i speak?&lt;br /&gt;You just bring me around with you, day n night&lt;br /&gt;and look for me only when u need help&lt;br /&gt;i do nothing than my job do i? always working around the clock&lt;br /&gt;because im the owner of my time&lt;br /&gt;quite literally i must say&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, im a workaholic&lt;br /&gt;do you think i like it? do you huh?&lt;br /&gt;you dont no half of what goes inside of me!&lt;br /&gt;you dont even use me to my full capacity!&lt;br /&gt;you dont use my light or, or my alarm&lt;br /&gt;What!? you seem alarmed that i have an alarm&lt;br /&gt;heheheh. youre so slow...&lt;br /&gt;unlike me, i move every second&lt;br /&gt;Fine! go on with youre busy life as i hang over here&lt;br /&gt;Who needs you anyway....You need me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i had to perform the 23 lines in class.so you could imagine the gusto i had to put in. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. gtg sleep had a fierce day of training, and tmrw is another. bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4166530164391785185?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4166530164391785185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4166530164391785185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4166530164391785185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4166530164391785185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/03/was-planning-to-do-relatively-massive.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2245266570611161086</id><published>2009-02-17T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:36:49.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY DAYZ</title><content type='html'>ONE of the rare chances u see my photos being uploaded. relish it people! have to take a break from the hustle and bustle of life. and recount the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDEKcNdII/AAAAAAAAAD8/nhj6Qf6dub8/s1600-h/DSC00468%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303765987471750274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDEKcNdII/AAAAAAAAAD8/nhj6Qf6dub8/s320/DSC00468%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COOL SLIME&lt;/strong&gt; the special cleaning agent. aka bubble o seven. haha. made that up. this wicked thing was given to me on christmas my hansel the pencil. was buggin me to test it since last dec. and i thought : hey, i'd give it a shot , even though this liqufied bain is most probably made from mildly toxic chemicals and derives from some cheap factory in china, and pouring it on my laptop will not just clean away the dust, but everything in my hard drive..... what are the odds right? heh...heh.eh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i took a leap, and this sticky green cleaning machine proved fatal to all dust that resided on my keyboards! haha. sadly it was a one touch. thay should have a non-disposable one. i'd call it cooler slime. but oh well, this one did fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOLO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDEB9ANyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2I9tPOfEHXE/s1600-h/DSC00466%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303765985193375522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDEB9ANyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2I9tPOfEHXE/s320/DSC00466%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDD-nHXpI/AAAAAAAAADs/aHzeOSP1mdA/s1600-h/DSC00488%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303765984296263314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDD-nHXpI/AAAAAAAAADs/aHzeOSP1mdA/s320/DSC00488%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most inspiring art competiton ive joined so far. being art club members, it was compulsory to do one. and i was planning to do a guy dunking.... till i was done with my background (far left) . my art teacher went "hey. it already looks nice. dont need to do anything more." shattered my dreams into a myraid of splinters! after all the topic is on "my dream" not "my dream's background". my teach kinda spotted my disappointment so she asked if i wanted to do another one. somehow, i complied, and i commited to what i did, and i thought it was the most meaningful artwork i'd ever done. used paint and my old manga set.... yes i took manga lessons b4. but it was quite pointless so i quit. but i cant see i did take some experience home! oh yeah, if u didnt know by now, u have to look at the artwork in a potrait perspective. my phone's cam aint that good. and my artwork isnt that abstract dont worry. oh yeah. the far right pic, is a painted photograph of me in the future. just one slamdunk. my ambition for the future. the hobo ambition will have to  wait. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY sister's birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDDubTYyI/AAAAAAAAADk/NM727faD-iM/s1600-h/DSC00489%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303765979951751970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDDubTYyI/AAAAAAAAADk/NM727faD-iM/s320/DSC00489%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no... it didnt mean it stank... or went down the drain. in the pic, the toilet bowl is smokey. oops! too much beans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kidding. dried ice. my dad has a sense of humor after all. lol. i was pretty cool so i had to take one. after like 5 mins i couldnt take it anymore, so i took a dump into the mist below. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cake was nice. my dad was seriously the clown of the day. he ordered a cake with little animals on the cake. oi! yr daughter 18 u noe! but my sis loved it so what the heck! :P it was quite a adorable i must admit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LASTLY&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BREAKOUT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the extreme dance comedy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT WAS AWESOME!!! it was the most appalling (in a good way) and  astonishing dance show i'd ever been to! if yr wondering how i could afford a 73.20 dollar ticket, i have to reply that edusave is my best friend. went with yi hui and al. al was behaving like a monkey, but u would too. the dance moves owned the world, and the slapstick humor gave me a few chuckles. the best part of breakout, was well, the breaking out part. the dancers suddenly turned into little sprite versions of themselves. like pokemon on gameboy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was to depict them crawling through a tunnel they dug under their jail. that part was funny and cute. when they finally got out, and reverted to human form, they escaped by wlking through the audence. lol. and they came to our row!!! i couldnt help but put out my hand and grab a touch. i got the touch of the B-BOYS!. haha. they decided to take a break halfway. and they sat on yihui and alvin. lol. they missed me though. dunno why. i repel people. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in general, it was a smashing show. everyone on stage performed well. it was worth the cash. on my way home. i couldnt help but notice alvin's jacket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDcLd1eHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kfl9mYkKdeU/s1600-h/DSC00498%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303766400063862898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDcLd1eHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kfl9mYkKdeU/s320/DSC00498%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRINCIPALITY OF ZEON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZEON! u have yr own government! hahahaaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told my friends that i had a church friend named zeon. they laughed. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. basketball training started yesterday. it was hard, but i made it to the final 18. tmrw is the next training. pray for me, will you? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till common test is over. see ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDcLd1eHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kfl9mYkKdeU/s1600-h/DSC00498%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2245266570611161086?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2245266570611161086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2245266570611161086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2245266570611161086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2245266570611161086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-dayz.html' title='CRAZY DAYZ'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SZrDEKcNdII/AAAAAAAAAD8/nhj6Qf6dub8/s72-c/DSC00468%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3671760275640968412</id><published>2009-02-10T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:59:00.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 100TH POST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so slow huh. i must be under achieving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to blog anyway. this term has been draining throughout, and now the ipw project (which im not a fan of) and approaching common test. the obstacle to the march hols is vaccumming every ounce of my soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets skip the sad parts shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to destress, i decided to do this weird quiz posted by a churchie. not meant for me to do it. but what the heck huhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u have to complete this thing with all yr answers ending with the starting letter of yr name. and the boy/girl's name cant be yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: russ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word: rock ( a guy name freddy will have a hard time answering this :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name: royston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name: roxxane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: rich gold digger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: rainbow. haha. hacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear: rags, if i do become a hobo someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food: rock melon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: razor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place: russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late: rocky baolba K.Oed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout: ROYSTON (our class does it a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title: robots( the funniest animation) and ratatouille( the most overrated. animations are all overrated, come to think abt it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink:root beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group: rejects who have american PR. okok. erm...... rolling stones. yay for vintage bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal: rat-tlesnake (do i get bonus points for thinking of 2?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name: rochor road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car:RX-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song: rockstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the studying. ip will be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qwerty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an ip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3671760275640968412?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3671760275640968412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3671760275640968412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3671760275640968412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3671760275640968412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-100th-post-so-slow-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-5048165816835659620</id><published>2009-02-03T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T04:45:09.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feb power</title><content type='html'>1st week of february. less than half has past, but its already been off the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling abit woozy, and sore throat was coming around. didnt want to tell my mom lest the nagging naggations of nagadom of naggland. her theory was that i played too much basketball last week. all lies! haha. ive been studying for 14 years in my life, u never see me coming down with any illness. xiaorong owes me a ton of strepsils, but oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying at home, after church..... bones were aching. telltale signs of flu was coming up... , so i stopped for the night. took a panadol, plopped my head on the pillow at 10, and rolled off into dream land.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up for a toilet break. did my usual business, my fever had broken by then, and i was feeling really energetic. so i estimated the time to be at least 4. after all, it felt like forever since i recurred from my slumber... checked my watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?! just to double checked, i took a peek in my sister's room. she was still hectically rushing with her pillages of homework. so it was true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to return to sleep. but you know what craig david says: it feels like insomnia... no no no. not the james bond guy. thats david craig. there is a difference. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoke with an itch to settle on my legs. oh no! rash? i scratched away. viewer discretion is advised from now... turned on the light to see was it was. nope wasnt rash. mozzie bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those skeeter boys had to stop. so i gai bei ( blanketed myself). haha. lets see what they can do now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 am: its official. these mozzies are teenage girls. no, not going all albert einstein on u... but i have concrete evidence. why teenage girls? cause their into twilight too. they bit my frigging neck! two consecutively as well!!!!!! totally vampire brats. but after 2 plus, i managed to beat one down because i could hear her buzzing in my ear canal... and they got sick of o positive. so oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;really tired cause of the mozzie attack squadron&lt;br /&gt;almost slept in chinese class, got my ear pulled by my teacher. shes really &lt;strong&gt;hip &lt;/strong&gt;for her age, (no pun intended) so i forgive her. also. the class pulled a prank on two sleeping boys. they swapped their bags, and specs, and took all their stationary and stuffed them into one boy's pencil case. lol. it was quite a cheap trail, but funny nontheless, especially when they looked at their specs intently with the thats not mine face.&lt;br /&gt;also, royston gave his best quote ever. cause i had to get the class settled for music, and i told him to get in line, and here we go on the "big" lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u think u chairman big ar? u think u wearing specs u can see issit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i was stunned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"err...ya?"&lt;br /&gt;lol. crazy people. also walking home. there was an ad on food this is wat was wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"da rou xie"&lt;br /&gt;Big meaty crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were given a presentation by the boys who were selected to do cancer. cancer and nicholas lee, a vile combo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darryl lee was presenting : after the teenager talk incident, he still didnt learn his lesson about teaming with nick lee... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"good morning students. today we will be talking about cancer, but since breast cancer in a hugely heavy topic, we will be talking more on that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this seemed like a good excuse to intentionally put up diagrams? u bet. sigh. oh well, at least it was informative. and we all received some freebies at the end of the presentation....take a guess what it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY,&lt;strong&gt;MILK&lt;/strong&gt; OF COURSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the irony was distasteful , oh well, at least the soymilk tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also , the highest score for the quiz won a laminated chart informative on cancer. my friends who won couldnt feel happier to give it to me. no prizes on why :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-5048165816835659620?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/5048165816835659620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=5048165816835659620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/5048165816835659620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/5048165816835659620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/02/feb-power.html' title='feb power'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4391122850824638222</id><published>2009-01-28T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:30:09.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Necromancy has befallen upon my blog, and its alive!!! *insert maniacal, and totally pointless laughter here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 i start blogging, here are some pointers to bring out for the next new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;do not: get obsessed with making a flipbook that u forget that theres a countdown for the chinese new year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing pet society totally does not bring out the festiveness of the new year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do not abuse the puns laid out for u . EMPHASIS!!! happy &lt;strong&gt;niu &lt;/strong&gt;year is said times too many&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sashimi owns, u dont need a new year to totally rob yr relatives off it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blackjack isnt the official game of new year. basketball still owns. heheh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dogs are cuter when they are older and silent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dont get rash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. attempted a flipbook.... and missed the countdown, all i heard was a super commotion from my grandad downstairs, and 2 messages stremed in... and i was like oh.. CNY liao. i still trying to make my stickman dunk..LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sis and i are really hooked on pet society. its really pathetic, but thats precisely why its fin... haha. this chinese new year wasnt really busy i guess, except the last day... so i had quite a lot of time to make my pet visit other's homes. so sad no angpow from other pets though.haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the contrary, i did get a fair amt of cash. but im not very superficial( yuck. thats ego, isnt it) because chinese new year isnt abiout the money, its about being united as a family. awwww. note the moral fibre people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but of cause its about the food!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bak kua is a bit too costly. thats why when u visit relatives, remember to invest yr stomach on it. it totally harms yr body with lipid-ish manner, but its really good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cousins! had lots of fun. be it sweating off in bball, or freezing in the pool. caught an ep of avatar on television, so may start watching the series on disc soon. really busy ok? thats why im runnin out of time to blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday was bball marathon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9-1130&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;played bball with clement and jared&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1130- about 1 plus?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cousins stremed in played&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1-2plus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ate, bathed, begged to play more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 till 3 plus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;returned&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3till 4 or five?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watched some twins sect show. ending was just crap. but it was nice overall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5-530&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;plyed bball&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;530-7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bathed again, lazed around. played a couple of tempted rounds of BJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7-8 plus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 plus till nine? u guessed it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bball!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;woots!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went home after that how sad. i sweated buckets yesterday.gradual sauna!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;admist the clebration... i was ill...kinda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no, it wasnt overexhaustion. just keep having a rash in the morn. for no apparent reson. and its not an aesthetic rash. quite the contrary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to the doc. some allergy? hmm... hopefully it isnt my nacho addiction... oh well. at least i dont need to dress for halloween. half my class was disturbed, and started feeling itchy. lols. psychological warfare noobs. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its a pity the rash subsides after  a couple of hours in the morn. really hoping i could go home...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IP man! (they copied me!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chinese new year is still&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;celebrate and feast till the morn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oops too fat, my pants are torn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bak kua here lou hei there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;only 2 out of 15 days off? so unfair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;give 2 oranges, not a pear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but yes, the oranges ...in a pair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it may not seem significant, but yr elders care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so dont u dare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mollie is a mare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4391122850824638222?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4391122850824638222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4391122850824638222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4391122850824638222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4391122850824638222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/01/necromancy-has-befallen-upon-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6589963667476196488</id><published>2009-01-15T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:39:06.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY LEOPARD DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;BEST day of the week. i kinda tackled the day with an open mind, and i kinda enjoyed today more than the rest of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chinese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we listened to the lamo disc about some moon song ( which has some inner meaning about missing yr hometown/province)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mrs gan: (in literal chinese translation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so , why do u think(in this song,) the moon is salty and sweet to the author&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sean: cause i ate moon cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it keeps getting better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were given a mahjong paper, and were told to write 3 things for each category&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things  that are easy to talk abt in class, things that were harder, and things that were never brought up class convos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my group was doing fine till we hit never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found a loop hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Through the term "never", bringing up things that were never brought up in class would thus negate the effects of it being never brought up in class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. if we were to never bring up something, those things would be too vast to consider, cause it could be practically anything, and if we were to bring it up now, refer to 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we couldnt think of any other loopholes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. leopards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. ok, i admit i was being totally random, but seriously, has a convo abt a leopard been brought up in YOUR class? huh? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spotted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yr faults huh? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. today was just full of nonsense.by far, the most whimsical day i got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, planned for cca day, so got to play with the face paint. turned myself into heath ledger joker, and walked around the school, terrorising some teachers, and students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, abit hyper today. oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will go alter ego again on CCA DAY itself, so yeah, facebook is your no 1 tool for blackmailing me. seeya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IP TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;curriculum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disapline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really firm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else is there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that fits the tee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than, school for u , and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gtg pee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6589963667476196488?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6589963667476196488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6589963667476196488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6589963667476196488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6589963667476196488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-leopard-day.html' title='HAPPY LEOPARD DAY!'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6643533270573083015</id><published>2009-01-13T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:14:33.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobo's honor</title><content type='html'>yeah. will try to keep up with society while blogging. watch out aik tuck, ive planned my revision schedule! haha. still dare to tell me u ve gotten bursery last year! * eyes flare with fiery passion*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. evil la. rubbing it in. but its ok, this time ill get the bursery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's most eventful lesson was obviously-english&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr jenkinson- the really awesome uk teacher dude made us do a presentation during class, on a collage. so my group of fantastic four, unleashed our wicked awesome collaging skills , and our work wasnt half bad. nxt time will put the pic 4 u guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. we all plan to go to junior collage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! winter sonata joke. im really killing my standards huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok. fine. polytechnic is still in my belt of options!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 groups.... 1 period. what are the odds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our group was selected to present 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thats besides the point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the punchline came from the happy perverts grp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nick lee (greatly perverted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darryl lee(moderately perverted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jereld;no perversion whatsoever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the top right hand corner of their collage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEXDRIVE written in red!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bottom right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;britney spears. not the most clothed of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. talking about this sort of collage wont be the easiest. guess who wrote the script?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nick. their a goner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cue cards were split into two..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nick lee: good afternoon fellow students and teacher.... i am nicholas, and i am here to talk about the fears and hopes of the teenagers. at this age....we are matured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he burst out in laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr jenkinson quieted the bewildered class down. and told nick to get serious and reiterate his point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to no avail ... he decided to switch cue cards with darryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darryl:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good afternoon fellow students and teacher... (see nick) at this age.... we are matured, and its ok to get WHAT?!!!!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he shouted hysterically at the word. and everyone burst out into laughter. it needs no explanation people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haah. the nonsense that happens in class. the group got called to stay back and present eventually. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our group did relatively well. so yeah. thats the highlight of the day. gtg sleep! a new day of school awaits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6643533270573083015?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6643533270573083015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-5115217144642210575.post-7026844832384135979</id><published>2009-01-11T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:50:57.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEK 1 TERM 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;week 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still surviving, good, fortunately :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps im too negative, hence when i returned to school i realised it could still be pretty fun.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. just realised didnt do a constructive new year post. so here goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;things i learnt in the year 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. jared taught me that u can get through a conversation with 2 words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Lies' and ' attitude'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;used in a convo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random guy: hey i ate ice cream last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me:*with a high amount of zest* lies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random: shutup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: attitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. it works on almost everything. go for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most hooking card game in the universe. teaching it sucks, learning it rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*note: nvr lose a game a game of contract bridge with eugene and iva. they give the worst forfeit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. super man's symbol is not officially labelled as a bright colour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i learnt that the hard way. check it out at the tmc youth christmas party pics (facebook rocks!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- lets just say, i really dolled up for the event.. and the leaders touched up. and shung, if u are reading this post... watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. missing youth camp is missing out on the most life turning event of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;note: keep yr december hols free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. posting pics are important. some people say my blog is boring;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. ok! here goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SWn4G-slfyI/AAAAAAAAADM/5lBX7ZUZtAU/s1600-h/haha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290032036116266786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SWn4G-slfyI/AAAAAAAAADM/5lBX7ZUZtAU/s320/haha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was when i was cherubic cute! and nerdy! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SWn5DAlLfyI/AAAAAAAAADc/JlSwoAFhzUs/s1600-h/loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290033067414224674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SWn5DAlLfyI/AAAAAAAAADc/JlSwoAFhzUs/s320/loser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why so serious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh... the rest is in facebook. check it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-7026844832384135979?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/7026844832384135979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=7026844832384135979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7026844832384135979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7026844832384135979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-1-term-1.html' title='WEEK 1 TERM 1.'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SWn4G-slfyI/AAAAAAAAADM/5lBX7ZUZtAU/s72-c/haha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-5653352915476818737</id><published>2009-01-02T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:00:12.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>paradox of school life</title><content type='html'>woke up with a weird feeling this morning, and no, it wasnt my bladder...hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt light, and yet, cumbersome, like a prisoner feeling the great exhilaration of a opened prison gate in front of him, but yet dettered by the harsh realities of life to even walk out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man... i so gotta stop watching prison break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i didnt feel it for a really long time, but i admit, i was feeling anxious for school. but more of the looking forward sort of anxious. u get what im saying right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so dashed out of my house cause i thought i'd be late. brisk walking, while returning the pong service of messages that jonathan sent to me.. hmm, guess im not the only nervous one. and i suddenly felt pretty alive.&lt;br /&gt;thrown into the bustle of the early morn, where random adults are driving whatever piece of motorised metal to work, to see little students climb up those thick steps of the yellow school bus, or even the many towering secondary students walking into the barbed gates of a schol nearby. it felt like everyone was busy again. really alive, compared to the hols, where everyone's slacking at home.it felt really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i strated a new year with a record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left house&lt;br /&gt;6.48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was light speed&lt;br /&gt;first day of school was dry, i had to admit. we were briefed by disc comm, principal, for the entire day...and the worse point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was almost the same briefing last year. dejavu was an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing about today was 1 hr of recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of recess + one leather converse chuck taylor basketball= whole lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored more than 2. not too shabby, considering i just returned from slackerdom... and i didnt have to jump. jumpshots getting a bit inaccurate cause i use to much strength... hmm...if i wanna get into the team this year (which is a new year's resolution), i'd better do some personal training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got sabotaged into chairmanship. lol. dunno whether to feel flattered or annoyed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition afterwards, then rushed home, bathed, ate, left for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we have some worship meeting, and i was half and hour late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran to the lift, toe collided with one of the potted plants, shrouded by the darkness of night. but i just sucked it, and moved... when i reached the lift. looked down. wooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasty cut, fortunately, my toenail didnt drop off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got it washed and stuff... but it doesnt hurt much, so its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was tempted to take a pic, but its pretty unsightly, and might terrorise haemophobes, so nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its much better now, if your wondering. my plaster was sodden with quite an amount of blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaorong gave us a thick form. yes, it was a contract...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year in worship team. pointed out terms and conditions, and i will most probably commit to this. it beats committing to other stuff, this one i enjoy really much. and i think i would give it back to god, since he gave me a good-enough singing voice. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. as u can conclude, im real pooped, so im off to snooze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short ip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's school..&lt;br /&gt;it was cool&lt;br /&gt;eventful&lt;br /&gt;winnie...enuff said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-5653352915476818737?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/5653352915476818737/comments/default' title='Post 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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-5115217144642210575.post-2743843197499464758</id><published>2009-01-01T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:06:36.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>hey fellow hobos and hoboettes. yeah, its a new year.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. 1 year older! my youth is being sucked off me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh well, back to school. feeling the intense sadness alrdy! no more late nights everynite, no more free days... no more not having aik tuck as friendly ( yeah right!) competition anymore! and its streaming year. and i dunno a heck of what stream to go to!! ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness overwhelms. but ol well, at least i know almost every other chump and chumpette, is going down with me. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have a GReat new year, and god bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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YEAR'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8715041924501694328</id><published>2008-12-29T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:42:32.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pulling strings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SVkF5E3jSCI/AAAAAAAAADE/33LZeDyRUTc/s1600-h/DSC00400%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285262115813410850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SVkF5E3jSCI/AAAAAAAAADE/33LZeDyRUTc/s320/DSC00400%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH. u bet i did. i got my acoustic guitar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 guitar, a heck load of trouble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day 1 : 23th dec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went with shung, nat(hot dance one), mark tan kai, dom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found a black one... ready to buy it!! comes with gig bAG and tuner too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry, no stock! DARN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day 2 24th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas gathering. not free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day 3: 25th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after service, gave a ring. closed for christmas. aww man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day4 26th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day 5: 27th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ready to buy black, but the brown one has a better pickup, looks seemingly better( im not being racist) has a fuller sound, sounds good to me, AND MY MOM SUPPORTS. ILL TAKE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry, out of stock, new stock comes in at 3, says the dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goes for lunch, then walks to national library closeby. while my mom takes a short nap, i decided to try out an adult book. its freaking me out now. thriller books are quite scary..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;borrowed it. its pretty vulgar though. have to get used to these sort of books, if i ever want to be an adult at least. peter pan, are u out there?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;return. the guy gets the guitar for me, and tunes it like a pro. no seriously. he seems to streatch and massage the strings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grabs the gig bag for me.my mom pays for it, i sign warranty card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so sorry mam, we seem to have run out of tuners"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom was feeling christmasy, and spared him the screaming. dont tell her i said that. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but seriously, my mom was pretty patient that day. maybe i was being an awesome child... i doubt it though, she was pretty pissed i still didnt finish my homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stock comes on monday. bummer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still not free. finished homework!! YES! now can watch prison break without my mom doing commentary about what chinese phrases to put in my compo. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30th( which is now, its 1.21 am now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to get my freaking tuner with my dad. aww. so nice. my family sacrifices steps to get my ambition going. i feel real touched. pretty touched..*sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might be getting new pair of shoes too. whee. didnt stop wearing those sneakers, and washed them only a couple of times. haha. youth camp broke my longest chain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kinda think god had some intervention in this or smthing! teaching me perserverance, and to treasure my guitar more, and to not choose the black one, cause my choice was toggling every hour of the day. praise the lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to admit im struggling through homework these days. really not in the mood for school. hmmph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. pray and obey, i guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ip time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this new year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takes away our fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause its a new slate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amendments made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forgetting horrible stuff, like HSM 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and approach the new one with jubilee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;resolutions are usually forgotton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but down to earth ones are good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not lame ones, like planting cotton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as we hit the new year with festivities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont just remember your christmas feast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but reflect on the things that u have prayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause god doesnt mind making a trade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some commitment in church, or more quiet time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to answer a prayer, that to him u'll pine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8715041924501694328?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8715041924501694328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8715041924501694328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8715041924501694328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8715041924501694328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/pulling-strings.html' title='pulling strings'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SVkF5E3jSCI/AAAAAAAAADE/33LZeDyRUTc/s72-c/DSC00400%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6733022306685359562</id><published>2008-12-24T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:13:04.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. blogging at 1.31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XMAS MORN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you didnt realise by now, my blog looks a wee bit different. yeaah.  new blogskin. this one is meaningful to me. cause i will be committing myself to the youth worship team, and hopefully, in the future, adult worship team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think god is worthy to be praise. Dont ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i was pretty pressured to use a blogskin like this. cause people will judge and go: russ, so holy and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that shouldnt be a deterence i guess. not since i sing for worship. cause when u do things for god, u shouldnt fear about wat others have to think of you. cause the VIP would be smiling down from his top box in heaven. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. thats that. were living for his name, so we should never be ashamed to stand up for him. remembered when i was young...er, came across shung's blog, and it had a christain blogskin too. i thought it was noble of him. and i was not going to do that anytime soon.... thats what i thought, at least haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note. had annual christmas party yesterday... which feels like today, since its a couple of hours ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. played lots of stuff with cousins. got to know them better. and got dumbfounded when i realised- again, that my older cousin is already married. just cant accept the fact. he looks freakin young! though he's 29!! he seriously looks 19...&lt;br /&gt;bet he drank from the fountain of youth. cheaters of old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. played traditional when-cousins-are-over-at-my-house games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to play billionaire, but couldnt find the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the well-acclaimed at home, as well as youth camp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GNOME TOSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played boxhead 2play too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my cousin thought some of us bridge. woots! new play buddies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaand... i borrowed the whole frigging seasons of avatar (yea. all!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new psp games too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  my cousin gave mye an old rpg he doesnt want which i always wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its 5 days till hols are over.....noo.. why do all the good things come at the end. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choruses are singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas time is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presents scurry down the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the children cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats what happened when i was four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas isnt like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its more of the arrival of the prophecy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bumbly santa climbing down that chimney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lil jesus wrapped snugly in his crib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the wise men and sheperds take a peep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering his love which is always so near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be why we are full of christmas cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas 08 evryone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6733022306685359562?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6733022306685359562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6733022306685359562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6733022306685359562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6733022306685359562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-people-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4676803170765183020</id><published>2008-12-21T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:58:17.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the top pupil</title><content type='html'>was planning to change&lt;strong&gt; my blog skin. &lt;/strong&gt;but im really tired, and my dialating pupils are not of help... i think i used my mangekyou too much. jk. i just overwork my little windows of justification. was being pathetic with the naruto humor. but seriously, who doesnt want special eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top 3 special eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mangekyou sharingan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found in : naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powers : creates illusions and genjutsu. predicts movements too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros :its awesome, and red eyes look cool. not unintentionally in photos though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons: u go blind gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i would apply with:&lt;br /&gt;1.send my dirty dishes into a different dimension&lt;br /&gt;of course, we would slowly deplete in dishes, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;2. create an illusion, to make it seem like i didnt send the dishes into another dimension.&lt;br /&gt;3. do random stuff, till i gradually go blind. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYAKUGEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found in: naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powers: find things within a super wide radius. see in funny visions, like chakra flow and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros: its cool. u dont go blind upon using&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons: u look like some blind begger. like forever! and the veins pop out like crazy when in use.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i would apply with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.look out for stuff i misplaced at home. (so thats where i left my glasses...)&lt;br /&gt;2.look for dropped change and race for it b4 anyone picks it up&lt;br /&gt;3.realised that the dropped change is set up by the "gotcha" people, and sneak behind the camera man to give him a wedgie for duping the many losers who were on air (no offence.lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes of the death god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found in: death note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powers: grants user ability to see the time a person has left to live. can also check for people's name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros: seeing digits and names at the top of people's head is cool. so rpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons. u half yr life after subscribing . u have to find some black note book on the floor first, does getting the death note, and get a emo freaky pig with wings living in yr room, stealing your apples, and i think u hv to use the death note too. which means u cant go to heaven nor hell.( death note is super complicated with lots of rules, and some loopholes . consult your lawyer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i would apply with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go do some street magic , by telling people their names. writing their names b4 hand on a deck would make it freaky. would give criss angel a run for his money. and check whether his name is real( i dont think his name would be so conviniently ironic....probably a tom shirley rick montana, or something weird... imagine that.. tom shirley's mindfreak lol. i would freak if i was so weirdly named.... moving on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. thiis topic was just amazingly random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, go ahead and join my new facebook group. its called everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. seriously. evrything. for those people who excessively try to be fans of everthing. this is the group for u man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. went for service. it was pretty cool. Mary is really the teen with all reasons to be emo, but she didnt . look at society now! its cool to be sad! whats wrong with society man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service.... SUMO TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be truthful. im sick of sumo house.t he food is cheap for jap cuisine... but 2nd time this month... uhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then min/g siblings, t siblings, and i went ahead for the basketball. of course we hv to hang around and stuff. 3 o clock was approaching at the speed of tokitoki or tim, the humble tree( inside joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised! im the only guy with the diff surname today!&lt;br /&gt;tan,tan,tan,tan, hoe. thats just weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. the odds: 4 out of 5 singaporeans have tan as their surnames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, singaporean surnames, are just like the curriculum&lt;strong&gt;: boring &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why cant our ancestors be more interesting?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japanese peeps have awesome surnames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am russ katawanabekyoumugengonaruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beats hoe any day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how short! suggesting discrimination of height!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caucasian names are cool too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunter...banks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the similarity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ours have meaning too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan: the darkening of skin in response to ultraviolet light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoe: a gardening tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lim: wrong spelling of a walking guy injured at the leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on, so forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun today i guess, have to start training for bball if i wanna get into the team!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so slack... my shot percentage is 25% at most... darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ip! not that i 4got... just too lazy to type anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is near&lt;br /&gt;lets all cheer!&lt;br /&gt;one week to school&lt;br /&gt;that aint cool!&lt;br /&gt;abundance of presents,&lt;br /&gt;or a christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;i dont think thats&lt;br /&gt;christmas to me.&lt;br /&gt;the start of salvation&lt;br /&gt;is what its all about&lt;br /&gt;not cam whoring&lt;br /&gt;in the orchard road crowd.&lt;br /&gt;the world has to sell&lt;br /&gt;lots of cool stuff&lt;br /&gt;but  what god has to give&lt;br /&gt;is really no bluff&lt;br /&gt;so this christmas&lt;br /&gt;when u try to keep awake&lt;br /&gt;dont think of finding&lt;br /&gt;a fat man claded in red&lt;br /&gt;but try to find the blessings&lt;br /&gt;that have showered upon you&lt;br /&gt;instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Russ hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-12-2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4676803170765183020?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4676803170765183020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4676803170765183020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4676803170765183020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4676803170765183020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-pupil.html' title='the top pupil'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-228277706708863223</id><published>2008-12-17T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:49:36.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home, sleeping, slacking... the usual</title><content type='html'>contemplating on changing my blogskin since forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. cause it makes my posts look like ant toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back from ryan's place 2 day ago. pretty fun, sleepover. went to the zoo on the first day. fluctuating rain.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dampens our spirits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i seriously have to think of new rain puns. how many times have i used this " dampens our spirits" thing? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the zoo was nice and pleasent. used to want to be a herpentologist, or any -tology that deals with animals. jeff corwin was inspiration. but, dont think i might.... since its hard to get such a job in singapore (arghh!) , and im not very brave when it comes to some animals. i dont like the sea cows AKA manatees. herbivores, but they look so.... uncanny to me. i will stick with the ones on land. not a fan of the sea. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised im abusing the words "lol" and "yeah". yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spending to much time virtually! darn. oh right, u can view zoo pics on my facebook photo album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had some fun entertaining ryan's lil sis. amazing her with the completed rubik's cube and stuff. but ryan says that she only behaves so "annoyingly" cause im over. well, thats life i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played hotel 626 at ryan's demand. didnt want to play at night, cause after being forced to watch clips of the strangers on utube, playing a ghostly game doesnt seem like a smart idea. played in the morn. twice... i played once, he played again , this time him controlling. getting a bit boring, if u ask me. but we got both endings. i got the lunatic in my car, and ryan got the "hot" maid. lol! at least she can help him with housework, mine can only take off his shirt and show me his skinny body. darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, played lots of naruto, slacked, lied on the stepping stones of the pool and chatted for about and hour. lol. it was really relaxing, but if u think about the many people who stepped on the slates we lay on, unhygenic would be a more appropriate word for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;got home, and slacked. used com, my sis took over the com for a while. lied down on her bed. and fell asleep for 3 hours! that was about 10 o clock&lt;br /&gt;.hahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;min got me playing geo challenge again. yes! i beat tony. ahaha.ok&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;having ben and jerry's ice cream party later. so see ya soon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IP TIME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;christmas  is approaching&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;time for deroaching&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and keeping the whole house clean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to impress yr guests -u know what i mean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hang the deco, plant the tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;christmas is here! we shout with glee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;presents are lame, all the teens say( yeah right!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but at least there are co0kies hot on the tray&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but christmas really is the display of god's love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;something that everyone cant get enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so joyous christmas, i say to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the christmas sprit, we 'll all renew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-228277706708863223?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/228277706708863223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=228277706708863223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/228277706708863223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/228277706708863223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sleeping-slacking-usual.html' title='home, sleeping, slacking... the usual'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2976933345729977</id><published>2008-12-14T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:38:20.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake</title><content type='html'>haha. before annoying peeps start spamming....no names mentioned&lt;br /&gt;ryan lim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd better give smthing constructive to tag about.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...my week wasnt too bad. sang backup for jestyn. so yesterday had worship prac, then went for the bb bbq. wow, for Bs! how catchy...bb bbq...bb bbq,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... where was i?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so, sang ,sung, nothing interesting, and b4 we knew it, it was time to go! went as a group, and found refuge at jestyn/xiaorong's psp. helped them play naruto, got lectured by tony for being anti social.... agreed. psp is the anti social toy of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked all the way to sgss. wow 3 S'es'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! how do u count the alphabet S in plural form? S'es'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm... we just went there, while listening to the complains of christabel......"why cant we take bus??"&lt;br /&gt;i conclude the missing link to her diet problems.LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;im kidding!! everyone knows why anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on!! had the bbq. the bb guys were owning the pit, cooking everything possible, and we decided to hv a tmc pit. tony spammed the fire starters like they were barrels in boxhead, and we built 4 small fires. but they failed pathetically, so we aided the bb guys for help. they combined the fires, and that failed even more pathetically, so we ended up wasting 20 starters...and lotsof charcoal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our hopes were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extinguished&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so everyone went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, we thought abt it, and we asked jestyn to help. anyway xiao rong was already finding her new love- tony's guitar hero on ipod touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jestyn decided to help. after 10 fire starters, 50 charcoals, 3 egg cartons, random pieces of cardboard, lots of mouths blowing, 5 improvised fans, and 3 hours, we mangaed to get a super fire. well, it wasnt much of a cooking fire, it was more of a bon fire. the otahs were literally sizzling, and any meat that was greased was sizzling on the plate. talk about flame grilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best food was the grilled octopus. though its a bit gross that u have to bite it headfirst, and rip its little octopic brains/head( which is surprisingly chewy) its really good! doesnt sound disgustin at all huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of making the fire. the other youths decided to be sweethearts, and brought food for us.&lt;br /&gt;awwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and tim tan couldnt help but boast about how he could polish his chicken wing cleaner than anyone else though only using his mouth... we had charcoal on our hands u see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, tim , u win again. next time, lets compete in something that doesnt involve eating, or hurlting stones onto seas and making them skip just to impress girls..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks, my spelling has really deteriorated, cant spell hurlting right... or is it correct?&lt;br /&gt;better start visiting the library. wheres isaac tay when i need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we had a great time...sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, bathed, talked to my sis a bit, and when my pillow hitmy head. poof! kirby's dreamland opened for buiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.....well, technically, its not today since its 12, but u get my point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached church at 8 am....jammed one last time. voice cracked at one song, giving a little grin on xiaorong's face. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. went to fetch hansel, gotready for ym, and b4 we started of with worship, we had this little icebreaker game with the moon ball, well, its like the "IF THE BALL HITS U&lt;INTRODUCE YRSELF" game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it hit someone twice, so she just threw it randomly, and i gave it a random hit, and whaddya know, it landed on miss chantel's head.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she introduced herself, told her age, and told something even her bro doesnt know about. lets just say polar gets one evry night . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship.....&lt;br /&gt;youth....&lt;br /&gt;debate..... i lost to dom...pathetically too, well, i hv something to blackmail against him, so hopefully his gloating wouldnt last long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after youth, library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;churchlibrary was my hangout after CM. good times. that time, i was still holding on to my little cards of victory. sad that my duel masters deck got confiscated, theyd make an awesome reminescence tool. well, at least DM is back on okto. i still watch it. its pretty funny cause its random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played naruto with mingxuan, and overshot the time!! grabbed my psp and left for service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service... was thinking of where to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where else?&lt;br /&gt;tim, reynard and i headed forth to sumo house. nxt week, people would be going again, so uths who are interested can come along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reynard was pretty pissed, cause i told everyonehe wears a chest guard during archery , and it kinda looks like a bra. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we're ok now, not to worry, sent him off, tima and i walked around amk, then headed for home, im not a loiter fan. if u didnt noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took another great nap.... and got woken up to a raging mom 3 hrs later..causeof chain reaction of time, and wasting electricity... long story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked online for school assignments, and just realised teachers posted new ones.. great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didmy art homework today. homework didnt seem so fun for such a long time! feeling positive for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, off to sleep. tommorrow, have to go to the zoo. waste of cash actually, school's pretty the same thing, just that school isnt so green and surreal! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ip time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is quite a bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to start studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a chore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what vacations are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly away from singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least christmas is comin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont implore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just gimme a call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last phrase isnt entirely true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not into parties. in fact, im growing agrophobic. dont like to leave home. oh no!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2976933345729977?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2976933345729977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2976933345729977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2976933345729977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2976933345729977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-sake.html' title='for the sake'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-1182407748555329151</id><published>2008-12-09T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:08:19.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>working my magic</title><content type='html'>finally. i have patched up non existent dimensions and opened new realms to worlds of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, i just relinked, or linked new peeps. enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep. not cant sleep.. not sleepy. 12.44, not sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like being in church. so can hang out with church peeps. clearly, i am missing camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been online frequently. talking to church peeps. now my mom thinks im addicted to a game or something. arhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. paranoia. i blame the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only show the negative things in the world. and/ or superficial things. my parents got frightened cause of that, explaining that that might be the reason i dislike school. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like that. its just... i lost the motivation to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying in our intricate education systems. branching out , slowly blossoming into core trades. "poly or uni", or "what sec school u wanna go?? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the first question yr cousins or relatives ask when u see them on a so called "important " year in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how important issit in your life? wat value does it really hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit important, cause it vitally affects what u might be in the near future? a laywer, or a road sweeper? thats the question that pops up every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or are u studying, cause yr parents say that u must? maybe just to use u as a trophy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or to fill up that little hole that seems to be growing in yr heart as u grow older. to trade in a couple of years of mugging, with the few months of ardent glory, knowing that content will follow u all over, till the world forgets that yr psle score was top in yr level, or year. till someone from yr extended family rakes it up so as to pressure our younger relatives who hv already missed the chance to catch their favourite television shows just because PSLE is coming... and u better not do badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but why? if i do badly, what happens?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then u dont get into a school of yr choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i have a school of choice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking, we were 12 for the sake of man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u really want to let a 12 yr old determine his future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like giving a child dynamite.he might just blow it and ruin his life, or decide to go bomb a mine, and get rich in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all while he's twleve, cause the young generation is really smart, u see, dont let it go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are thrown into new environments  at the age of 13, expecting to adjust to our problems, identity crisis, and changes, all while juggling 9 subjects, all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the media subjects computer games to being the bain of not wanting to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only school, 9 subjects, putting up with teenagehood, relationships, changes..... he can handle it. not a sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty active in the morn. 1.47 am. just realised that i think too much at night, thus i cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. just chatted with yilli online. boy, can one holiday transform a boy into a man. apparently, this dude can decide that he wants to do well in his studies, and drop what he loves most- basketball. hes studying now as i am typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really found the most mature SA guy so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is really just a rant on how the bustle of life can bring u away from what life should really be like, and that friends, or friendships could just be lost because we didnt revise chapter 7 yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, studying is something, but not everything. i dont want to win the race and find that i didnt help 10 other friends lying hurt on the pavemnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this isnt because i am really a com addict, or that im still sulking over my psle score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan for me, i and i feel led to write this this morning. that maybe what youre working for, isnt what u should work for. im still trying to learn what god wants me to do in my life. but im not going to let the bustle in life turn me deaf from what i have to do. of course, ill study, but not because i want to get into some prestige school, but because when i do stuff, i do them for god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... feeling tired now. c ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time moves at a rapid rate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends forgotten, new friends made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols are boring. we all agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not really fun when ure too free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its nice , cause the silence gives a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hear and work on god's demands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite worried about the demands of the coming year. but ill say a little prayer, and leap with faith ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-1182407748555329151?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/1182407748555329151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=1182407748555329151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1182407748555329151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1182407748555329151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/working-my-magic.html' title='working my magic'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-7675998032273071870</id><published>2008-12-08T01:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:22:17.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from camp</title><content type='html'>BACK FROM CAMP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i am feeling happy bout that. cause, i am really missing the campsite. well, i hv to take a crap sometime.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reiteration time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up in the campsite at 8. was late by 9 mins. sat with tim tam, and dennis, mingxuan, kenneth and some of my old CM buddies were there. chatted, took my attendance, waited for my cousin, hansel, and clement to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 8 plus, it was ice breaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icebreaker games was boring, and just as i was about to label this camp a failure, we were grouped into our teams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's groups are extremely hard to pronounce. mines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libb (if thats how its spelled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aroha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, like i said, the teams are hard to pronounce, so i couldnt remember them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team consisted of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: this is what i knew of the people b4 going through camp, so i knew quite little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader: BRYAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first met in youth, also in worship ministry, he plays electric, studies in barker, thats all i noe abt him so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichole: first met at my first youth camp 2 years ago. same group. i only remembered she got cut on the leg during one of the activties b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annabelle: first met in youth ministry. not same group, so i only know her at face value&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raynard: first met at children's ministry i guess. we were infants then . so we knew each other pretty well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arthur: frequented our church about a month ago, heard he didnt come o our church for 2 yrs, and now he's back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon: totally new guy from BB, i was the one who invited him, since i was in Pub comm. he came cause he thought the camp was compulsory due to his CCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLement. knew him in primary school. been classmates ,then schoolmates, then classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ: knew him since the day i was born, u can say he's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. that was our team. left for camelot adventure camp, settled admin. and off to lunch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch. it started raining, but games still commenced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's camp's theme was ILOVE. so team bonding was core. by god's grace, our teamwas the ownage of bond, Daniel Craig would have been proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fought hard on the first games. it was non competitive, more of high score games. so hiong, that we tore xiaorong's mat during the sushi conveyor belt game. maybe it was after nathaniel's team, but i am not &lt;strong&gt;shifting the weight&lt;/strong&gt; to anyone.... oops bad pun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaorong was pretty angry, that we tore her mat, cause she would hv no where to sleep. sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our team came 2nd on that day, if i am not wrong, behind Racous, and wedged btween libb. tony announced the results, read libb as limey. nice. it kinda sounds better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinn, speaker session( which was pretty good) group time, which was spent on bonding, and practising for the skit, or somng for day three,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, breakfast, speaker session. today was on how god loved us. pretty good.ok... pastor aaron was awesome everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group time, devotion. bonded even more.our team was super bonders la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off for games!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the campsite and headed towards the field residing near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since our team already planned to burn the competition, i sprinted to the field to get the extra 5 points. mingxuan was a better runner, so he kinda owned me. fortunately, it depended on the team, and my team arrived first. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our next task, was to do river crossing! we were wearing our Personal flotation devices. this waspretty awesome. it wasactually pretty sureal. though the river was already open out to sea, and singapore's waters seem more green than blue.hmm. held on to ropes and slowly descended down the riverwall. algae made the drop treacherous, but it was like abseiling. not a problem! clement slipped. ohno! raynard too, annabelle,slipped a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after river crossing, we had to go back to the beach and aid in the tugging of the rope. had to wait 4 theother grps. oh well. they didnt need my help. so i decided to fufill a little self discovered to-do of the day. skim stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh . did that rock! i was pretty suckish. my best would be 3? MQ and the others started joining in. tim unleased his alpha-male-ism, and got a sick score of 7 skips! crikey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, the beach went scarce on rocks, and clemnt, hansel and i started to scout for them. i faked an australian accent, and we became rock hunters. well, it kinda was a quest for pebbles, but that sounds dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;min didnt see the totally rocking throw tim made. she was stoning around u see, so he did anotherone. but unfortunately, she turned her head yet again. sigh. wehadto go find more rocks, b4 tim finally heaved another death throw, and this time, i missed it! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more games awaited us. but the main game would be the bible quiz one. teams had to pit against each other in theknowledge of thebible. this one, i admit, i am lousy at. sorry dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel was opposition, so we got owned quickly. but sincethe other team  loved us so much, they vetoed us 3times. veto means the winning team gives a chance for the opposition to not eat the forfeit stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which are either- wang wang with mustard or tabasco,&lt;br /&gt;                            - raw quails egg&lt;br /&gt;                            - some ginseng to chew on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we evantually won once, and vetoed themback. but we lost the other 2 questions, and the oppo ran out of vetoes. i chose the first forfeit. and waddya noe? raw egg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to eat 5. i grabbed the first, since i felt bad. bryan, nichole, raynard, nixon, and arthur took the rest i think. poked a hole, and slurp it down, they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slurped it. it was the FREAKING NICEST EGG I DRANK IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good!!! andim not being sarcastic, though i know i hv a notorious reputation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd forfeit. raynard chose. egg.... we checked, it wasnt rigged. i volunteered for a2nd helping, but thay didnt allow. crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the team ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got lots of brownie points for being awesomely nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another main game was the cold hard cash game. cooler. ice water, coins, math, need i  say more.teams had to endure 40 secs of handin cold water b4 gamestarted. ouch. we did our cheer to kill the pain. hopefully it helped. we got brownie points for that 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nichole, raynard- the gore fetish boy, and i talked about saw movies.well, i didnt really talk aboutit, just grimaced.... but it kinda affected me. cause, just after was cold water coin game. scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 finishedin a nutshell. had time to plan forskit. i was singing, so slacked off, and sneaked into leader's dorm to learn howto play bridge. taught by weicheng, and slowly, the apprentice overthrew the master. claerly beginner's luck. clement learnt too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's games were labelled: this is sparta,or changi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiercest games the day had to offer .extra 5 points for  team that reached station first. but wait, new player joined the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: zeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;status:tired after obs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first met in YM. nice guy. recently ate at sumo house with him and his bro. had quite alot of "rumiers" going around bout him. usually gets bullied with nataniel.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am analysing everyonelike a poke dex or something.haha...moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also combined tribes to form countries. yes.... totally survivor. aroha was the team with the lowest points the last day, and we were the first...so we merged . bryan lost confidence. but aroha proved us wrong. we became country: Mahoha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fierce man. me and better friend mingxuan sprinted off. me, not the long distance material kept a distance, while mingxuan secured positions for us. we got the extra 5 points for each station. was tiring, but worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;each station tested different skills. first game gave us 15mins to plan . but unknowingly, 5 mins later, the most hiong planners would be taken out of play. our team had rapidcommunication, so we did quick planning, b4 bryan, nichole, mingxuan, andi were taken out. lol. asexpected. other hiongsters from other groups,like priscilla, min, jared.... were all taken out of play. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd station tested our sewing. the Gb girls in our team owned the parade.sewing like crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup. challenging games lasted about 3 hrs. ran like a mad man on steriods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;now came the attraction. after lunch, we grabbed our PFDs(flotation devices) and grabbed our paddles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was time to unleash the dragon. we laernt the basics of dragon - boating. but not much communication was carried out. welost all our races. but, our team did somethingother teams didnt have time to do. capsize drill. super fun! we intentionally capsized our boat, and flippedit over, climbed aboard, pailed out water and rowed back to shore. super fun, but equally tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bath. complained about disgusting toilets with sand infestations, and centipede habitations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked about disgusting games, where we had to eat chillis or lemons, or celery, without using hands. ewwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed into my jammies!!! pajama party!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents went to buy me those swimming jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat burst into laughter, kenna burst into laughter. the whole world burst into laughter. christabel said clemnt looked cutein his jamas.lol. b4 goin for dinner, played gnome toss with kenna, his fav game, and sincei brought it, i might as well play it. Min came in, and inquisitively joined the game. braced for screams, and the game began. my gut feeling didnt prove me wrong. she killed herself countless times. her bro came in to prove this game could be won. proved wrong. helost too.lol. clemnt, defending champ, came in. but hisdeck was too big, and we had t stop for dinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people said i lookedlike a ward patient in my jamas. i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEVER!!!! began!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human patapon was the game. our group was pon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other groups were chaka, don, and pata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jared would play the drums, and each team had to do their synchronised actions. only when every team did their part, could they move. uber fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the leaders obsessed with patapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire time!!&lt;br /&gt;pajamas competition began. bryan and his bro won most stylish pajamas. bryan wore a decepticons pajames, while joshua wore autobots. totally good versus evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skits began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team sucked eggs as comparedto the other teams skits.lol . bryan guitared. anabelle, clement andi sung. the rest danced, and arthur did his dance solo. no one in church knew he was such an awesome popper( itslike robot dancing, but cooler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we werent too bad, but not as good as natalie high on steroids, giving a rendition of  high school musical. nor hassan acting all mousy in a seperate play.&lt;br /&gt;also, baberella chantel macartley gave a surprise visit, teamed up with other television satires. dom and olivia did the water chestnut juice advert, with the catch phrase "because i love u"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like" awwww"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. we didnt win  any place for this event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still memorable altogether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is traditionto not sleep on the last night of camp, buti diedon my sleepingbag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship at 7. i was half dead, rushing through encouragement cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang. welcome to the family, youth ministry edition, and it warmed my heart how church can become such a beautiful community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left camp with a heavy heart, beautiful memories, and 6 encouragement notes to remember my friends by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this 4 plus hour long post about my 3 days experiencing god didnt convince u that u missed out on the best TMC youth camp ever, go ask hansel, clement or even my church peeps the next time u get the chance. u might just see that extra confidence in clement, the great change in hansel, or even the great love expirienced by all in TMC. its good to know that ur loved and its good to noe that ILOVE as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              - russ hoe, 8 to 9 december 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-7675998032273071870?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/7675998032273071870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=7675998032273071870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7675998032273071870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7675998032273071870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-camp.html' title='back from camp'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6388386156389951541</id><published>2008-12-02T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:10:55.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i kinda miss not being an adolescent. it sucks being teen.anyone wanna truce that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why it stinks to be a teen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.the biological clock thingy. we cant stay up late, neither can we sleep laate. so our energy bar is like, half drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.we become smarter. that sucks big time! judging is totally number one for teens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes without realising it, im trying to dig into people's perspective of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is that guy judging me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, generally, im judging a person on whether hes judging me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. we change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one am not one who like changes. be it surroundings, physical, mental, watever. not fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. we abuse abbreviations(why can't abbreviation be a shorter word anyway?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c wat i myn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine e myn was made up, but u get e idea rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. nagging&lt;br /&gt; we get nagged at, we rebel, happy vicious cycle day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. we get angsty. i dunno if its some teenage hormonal problem ( i think it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get angry at life, stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. we get emo/ emotional (u can totally see the abbreviation abuse here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not necessarily gothic dressup and eyeliner, we just feel hurt easily, and hurt ourselves (if u get extreme of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. we see our merry land fade into oblivion......oblivion...blivion.....livion...vion...vion...ion....on...n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat  happened to the happy days where ignorance was bliss? how very sad indeed. i still remember, when i was young, i wanted to grow up faster. yucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. we think too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why is russ so serious today??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer to the question is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. we are randomverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. we like to be with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;12. we like to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. we like to sleep. thank you mr biological clock problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately... camps in 2 days...........&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;YES!! camps in one day!!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 11.59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. we hit puberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda came up with a theory/ saying after reading a book called a taste for rabbit. very weird book protraying animals in human-ish ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too be wise is to be discerning, but to be foolish is to be brave- russ hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah....so deep.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna use it, go  ahead, just try to accredit my name, so it will look like im some famous guy that people shld noe about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. chi han and clarence came over today, but since chi han posted about it, go check it out, i dont want to rewrite a cover story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee the bee. click tht link.... thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITATIONS FOR CAMP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my random talk of the day is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dominic gwee is now single (its true!! go facebook and see for yrself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd random talk o the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. ill go get my food after the ip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp is in 1 day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours, to our dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going there to play and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make friends and be gay ( HAPPY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat food hot on the tray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not listen to the fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to hillsongs inste...ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hulk was grey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6388386156389951541?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6388386156389951541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6388386156389951541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6388386156389951541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6388386156389951541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-kinda-miss-not-being-adolescent.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8476400331140436484</id><published>2008-11-30T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T04:47:34.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>car wash</title><content type='html'>it was car wash day. every group was given four towels, and a sponge each. it was supposed to be equally shared amongst us but our grp had an extra dude (heheh...i sorta sneaked in) so natalie stole another sponge. she and my sis were talking about the sponge's adorability, and they decided to name their sponges . my sis named her's mary, and natalie named her's sponge....no sense of creativity. after that she renamed it bob (for obvious reasons) . my sis named mine sally, but it looked like a guy to me, so i named it fred. 1 syllable names sound better on inanimate objects. we were briefed, and off we went to wash the cars!! i never had to wash a car, because simply, i do not own one. we are eco friendly people. so it was pretty cool to wash in a group. the routine was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;dunk a bucket o' clean water on the car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;repeat if its a big car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sponge the car with detergent and water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keep sponging till its "sud"-dish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dunk buckets of detergent water if necessary( for us, its always necessary)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dunk clean water to wash off the suds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;polish and dry it with the cloth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;clearly, dunking/ambushing zeon or other youths were not in the agenda, but we did it anyway. i think nataniel sabotaged him by handing him the sponged which had bird crap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got ambushed too. arm locked by tim, and dunked by jonathan. my allies have betrayed me!!! it was fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; had to meet my mom to get the poster for the car wash.so when i went up. clement, who is starting to frequent the church, couldnt find me, and went downstairs, to the car park. so no reception. so i was exasperatingly trying to call clement, to see whether he was already here...and i had the feelin he was downstairs, so i went down and there he was!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grabbed tape, scissors, and a very grumpy xiao rong had to follow us, off we went to meet my mom! and tape the poster!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;took longer than expected cause we did lots of trail and error ways to hang our poster. when i got back i missed the chance to  wash 2 cars!! darn. well, theres always afternoon service. bunked at old hangout, the church library. oh! the nostalgia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;helped mingxuan wif his naruto on psp. reached the last stage, then it was time for 2nd round. lets go!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a vannish like taxi drove in! wooh!!!! we had fun cleaning that, and if im not wrong, thats the cab that allowed zeon redeem his birdy poo sponge. at that time, we were high on manpower, low on sponges. so they tore all the sponges into 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOOOO!!!! (in slow motion)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;though fred has been decapitated and his half has been strewn into the abyss that is the pail, he will always be in my heart( kinda)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;washed a couple more cars, sang in the ayer, entertained my friends, and b4 we knew it , all the cars were clean, and everyone was eager to get home. tim, clemnt and i decided to ge for lunch at sumo house, on the way, we met the D and Z bros. nope, not mario and his unimportant sibling, its deon and zeon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they joined the party. and off we were for lunch. yes...as usual , tim ate twice his share ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IP time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CAMP IN 4 DAYS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can hardly wait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;playing Polarbear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or taiti till really late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;many new aquaintances&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and friends wil be made&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, it beats staying at hm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;feeling really jade....d&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8476400331140436484?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8476400331140436484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8476400331140436484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8476400331140436484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8476400331140436484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/11/car-wash.html' title='car wash'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3381886012345031751</id><published>2008-11-24T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:51:59.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANIME FEST ASIA 08&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was pretty cool. after going for the toys and comic's convention, i was looking forward to conventions. as expected there were quite a number of cosplayers. since it was a sunday. i invited youth friends for the outing! i rarely go out with them anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our team consisted of: tim tan, jonathan, minqhee and i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left after youth, and some administrative stuff. it was quite a lax day, since all we did was crack our brains in are you smarter than a fifth grader:tmc revised addition. i dont think any fifth grader would noe when maddonna married...whoever she was married to.... but it was fun while it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed down to tp for a mrt. had lunch there. Mos burger was the joint of choice, since mac's was overkill for me, and BK..... well? whats the problem with BK? i dunno. but we went to mos burger anyway. i only remember eating it when my age was still a single digit. so it was breath of fresh air. sort of. the beef was awesomestest! mos burger just won me over. so, ronald macdonald wont be expecting much patronisation from me soon. is that how u use patronisation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. jonathan and i ate our human meals, while tim ate a lion's share. while mq ate a rabbit's share. no carrots though, just strawberries, and some weird nuggetty thingy. tim was still hungry after a mos meal, and a rice burger thingy. talk about food for thought, literally. haha.am trying to string in a different perspective of a phrase. failed miserably&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after lunch, we headed to the subway. no, not for a second bite. the mrt station ,i mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhh.enlightenment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blah blah blah, we reached. the admission fee was a fiver. we went in, just in time for the cosplay mania! met up with alvin first. he was hanging around, and blew his advance birthday gift on riduculously priced clothing. we waited for cosplay mania to start......130, said the catalougue. anytime now, anytime. somehow, they had difficulty with setting up everything, so we ended up waiting for 40mins! or more..... well, the competition was well........ unpredictable. no characters i knew well, two teams performing from each the animes, code gauess, and hitman reborn....so there was a repeat of characters. the most unexpected part. was ULTRAMAN&gt; yes. this is not a typo. i wasnt planning on typing anything else. ULTRAMAN! lol. for the prep, they started placing miniautre-buildings made of wood on the stage, and the show began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the monster appeared first. a yeti like thing, with a mutilated face. and then ultraman flew in, wrestled a bit, and won, obviously. lol. it was sickly entertaining, since no one thought such stuff could be entered in a cospleay competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the others, werent as good, one team, who did kingdom hearts skit, even attempted a high school musical, singing songs from disney movies, so as to appear patriotic to the disney team, since they created kingdom hearts. besides the poor timing, and off key singing, they were ok..... not being mean here. just really moody, since it was like the fifth performance, and we waited really long standing up, and im not a yaoming, and im straining my neck to see everything, and the claustrophobic atmosphere mixed with BO fluctuating from all sides.... lets just say, i realised why they gave us paper fans. they should have given air fresheners too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it came to the second last act, we gave up, and decided to takke a walk around the stores. sad to say, it wasnt as good as the toy and comics convention for a couple of reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 there was an admission fee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 no freebies! argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;upsides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. got to see award winning gundam models. DIY! they were painted so perfectly by the people that built them, even better than the machine constructed ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. cosplayers were more prominent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. lesser people, since there was admission fee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we left eariler than expected, since it wasnt really much to do... we planned to go home at first, so al returned to the convention. then we decided to go for an ice cream or something. tim, being the most awesomestest guy in terms of generousity, decided to treat us to drinks, using his bday cash! awwww. we felt bad. so he should be expecting a good christmas present from me.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thus, we drank our drinks, and chatted about loads of stuff. u could call it fellowship. we never get to bond much anyway, since after youth, everyone has their own agenda, be it rushing home, staying for service, or soccer, stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was pretty cool................... pictures time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt_9DRKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/3p3EUW2gejQ/s1600-h/DSCF0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272217628022221250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt_9DRKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/3p3EUW2gejQ/s320/DSCF0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random animes. and why is naruto wearing a tux??? in the HSM mood maybe.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSquBAKRK0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mnwdqFB4Yi0/s1600-h/DSCF0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272217646036757314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSquBAKRK0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mnwdqFB4Yi0/s320/DSCF0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSquAU3bn9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7jVdq5N5W1k/s1600-h/DSCF0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272217634415026130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSquAU3bn9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7jVdq5N5W1k/s320/DSCF0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sasuke kun. pretty cool. his scabbard fell off at one point.lol&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt_Cq9WgI/AAAAAAAAACk/Zwr1H7R_1xI/s1600-h/DSCF0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272217612351003138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt_Cq9WgI/AAAAAAAAACk/Zwr1H7R_1xI/s320/DSCF0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt-kq2x2I/AAAAAAAAACc/pnMWeW9jPN8/s1600-h/DSCF0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272217604297508706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt-kq2x2I/AAAAAAAAACc/pnMWeW9jPN8/s320/DSCF0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L. cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3381886012345031751?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3381886012345031751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3381886012345031751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3381886012345031751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3381886012345031751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-anime-fest-asia-08-it-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSqt_9DRKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/3p3EUW2gejQ/s72-c/DSCF0505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-1219541535003683691</id><published>2008-11-20T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:16:28.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xciting stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSVL-UQssXI/AAAAAAAAACU/1VxZlmvxUR0/s1600-h/DSC00077%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270702472869753202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSVL-UQssXI/AAAAAAAAACU/1VxZlmvxUR0/s320/DSC00077%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks pretty Xpensive doesnt it. yeah, the cover isnt real leather, but still, the unique design&lt;br /&gt;is Xsquisite and Xtravagant. It used to be Xtremely priced, but its value had undergone Xplicit Xtrication. how Xcellently Xciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. ok, ill stop with the punny &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xcapades.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OOPS. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. went to popular to buy school books. yeah im a nerd. dont worry, aiktak wont be hardcore reading the books......not quite yet. so as my mom was painstakingly scouting for my books, i decided to take a look at the comics section, and stumbled on the greatest looking piece of marvel. had to take a picture. this baby is about 7/6 the size of a regular comic. marvel, not manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flipped through the vast book to delight my fetish. it was pretty....ok... pictures of action figures, history of xmen stuff. my xmen marvel encyclopedia surpassed it in every way, except for aestatic design.. is that how its spelled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, it just looked pretty good. so lets go for the price tag. i grabbed the sample book and slowly turned. braced for the worse.... i couldnt find the price tag. but the fixed price was.... u.s $108!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;son of a mystique!!!! (is nightcrawler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so i showed it to my mom. then she told me to take a look at the copies on sale....ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked it. $29.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON OF A CYCLOPS! (is nathan summers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the xmen??! why the great price drop. the xmen have met their greatest nemesis yet. the great reccession, and horrible book content!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i was thinking of buying it. i mean, it might not be attractive on the inside, but it has geek written all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like the baywatch people. can they save lives? heck, no! but what they lose in content(seriously) is made up by their good looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that by watching the fairly odd parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. nvr judge a book by its cover... thats the moral fibre of today. too bad my mom didnt say: russ, since uve been such an awesome child since the day u were born,and that u are an ardent fan of marvel, and that dc stinks...... lets buy this for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all she said was " it would make a good birthday present. just that its too heavy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its pretty close. m,aybe ill get it on my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, spotted a hannah montana annual. great. now she gets an annual. Sweet nibblets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also browsed through the guiness world records. lots of gross records. longest fingernail woman puts lady deathstrike to shame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooked on the love story by tailor swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, my mom asked me whether i wanted to go to contact 123 for a short tour.&lt;br /&gt;contact 123 is like... a centre pioneered by my church . like a lan gaming center, just with strictly online games. and payment works like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the volunteers there guide/ coach u with school homework or revision for one hr, and u get free 45mins of computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for the cheap trail. pay money, play for an hour. its hols anyway. since it was for the church, why not. it was a pretty smart move to get the children to learn stuff. its a win win situation for them.air con...tuition...online games. yeah it was pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played wolfteam a bit.then headed off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmc youth camp in 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that time, we'd be camp cheering freaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaking , abseiling, i cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every youth camp has been great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th to the 7th of december mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ure my friend $25 bucks will hv to be paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better than me. im a tmc youth $40 is in trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so see ya there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you'll be square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat a pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-1219541535003683691?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/1219541535003683691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=1219541535003683691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1219541535003683691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1219541535003683691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/11/xciting-stuff.html' title='Xciting stuff'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SSVL-UQssXI/AAAAAAAAACU/1VxZlmvxUR0/s72-c/DSC00077%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6975853835291171061</id><published>2008-11-19T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:22:24.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays so far</title><content type='html'>FiNALLY! swimming lessonsareover. passedmy test.one out of the 8 who passed! sorryfor not being modest.lol. yeah, but hard work wasnt the factor. it was because most of the other studentsonly came for an average of 3 out of eight of the classes, so its harder to catch up. anyway, since the count of students that still cant swim is high. our nice coach decided to give us free Xtra lessons. what doest that mean? that means free pool utilisation! free coaching. maybe butterfly stroken ext! also, since clarence, al andi already noe how to swim, water polo wll certainly be in the agenda. its pretty fun, till alvin goes little miss bossy on everyone. screaming"russ! behind the second line!DEFEND! DEFEND!" lol. relax arh al, why so serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. i swam the length of the pool today. frog stlye, causeif i did freestyle, i wouldnt see the remaining road, and would lose my morale. at least thats my theory. it was prettytiring. how does micheal phelps do it?! i officially respect swimming atheletes 30% more, though the ugly streamlined costumes they wear make them look like swimming koalas, and takes off 5% interest ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that also means more breakfast after swimming. better stop eating at macs. i think the cashier recognises me since i go 3 times a week, and uses the power for my psp(oops!). well, as they say, the grass is grrener on the other side, andbesides, cheese fries always makes my day. and yes, there is a kfc just opp. the macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read about an anime convention this weekend. actuallywantedto go for both days, but on sat, i hv smthing on. so i asked al if he could go a bit later. but he's going to coincidently bump into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on that day..... hmm... i wonder who that iss. (hint:rhymes with firlgriend) if u figure that out, dont blame me. yr just too smart u see. (pleasedont kill me, alvin,please dont kill me, alvin) in any case, i shld be going on sunday, after church, of course. hmm, going to miss aday of freebies. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of people might ridicule/ostracise/insert other big word here ,me saying that i dont watch anime,or readmanga, or go konichiwa everytime i pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a misconception. excluding the konichiwa, that would just be really lame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, there is a misconception that i dont watch anime, nor read manga. i do!i just dont complete it/ talk about it. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a chain reaction. because ive only watched some episodes, to some extent, then give up, i wouldnt dare ask or talk about it much. just in case spoilers start spewing, orthe common "u dont noe?" or "now then you noe?" or "u suck" start punctuating peoples' sentences. yes. in my school the last phrase is heard to many times over. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same for soccer. im not an ardent fan. i dont know every positions of every player. or the latest buzz that van persie got injured (AGAIN??) . but at least i know the basics, watch some matches, and know that arsenal's main colour, and that the ball is always round in every soccer match ( literally and figuratively speaking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause time and tide, waits for no man, and if u dont know the latest about the hot topic, dont joinin the conversation too much, or ull just end up shooting yrself in the foot.&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, u might get a better shoe size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, not too deep a conversation now.....or some might go to sleep. hooked on manga now. when i shld be readingthe books i borrowed from the librar. well, off to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 11.11pm now. well, theres always a first to everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IP TIME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;many posts over this site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes with joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes with plight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled in stanzas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i am not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last airbender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe,just maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill place them in a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i grow old i can take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how life is lived,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i expressed myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no remorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a pause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not by force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrismas approaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santa clause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goes hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wire gauze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6975853835291171061?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6975853835291171061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6975853835291171061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just woke up from a doze off at my mom's room. was reading my book, and the bed was super inviting, it was like i was plunged in those simmons posturpedic adverds. i remember waking up and asking my mom gibberish. it was total gibberish, like some random questions. thats how tired i am.... i dont even know why im blogging. lol . i wanna sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since im here, i might as well recount my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all started at spray wars. met up with ryan lim, my cousin, kenna, and hansel.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russ upon seeing ryan:yoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan( giving the," russ why am i earlier than u...and i bought mineral water" face:&lt;br /&gt;dont buy from that vendingmachine. it rips people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right...... i was expecting a hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we went for spray wars, and hansel really unleashed the pseudo maiming gunman during the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even during the demo, he ardently screamed to demo the gun. and without turning the nozzle of the water gun( which is just those ironing spraying thingy) he screamed"die! die!" to his dismay the gun just fired vapour........everyone kinda laughed. but i thought that hansel was noble enough to take a stand and be different. though it may involved him starting a battle cry, and firing vapour. we need enthu people like him in youth camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spray wars was fun and geniusly thought out. yr"life" is determined by the level of wetness on yr newspaper armour. so if yr newspaper armour tears or is too wet, u will be whistled out. the gameplay was like terrorist vs counter terrorists. therewas three stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vip, the hostage, and the immunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt the same team as ryan or hansel, but kenna was in my team. i should think everyone enjoyed themselves. i can vouch for that, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went back to church, cause the pub comm/ fundraising had to do a skit on the car wash. while the rehersal, eugene, our camp advisor, talked to hansel's mom, and he might be able to go! thank god! not a figure of speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my cousins stayed over, and i had to reach church early, and my sleep problems manifested again. so nowim feeling blank headed. and since i slept earliwer than my cousins, they felt the full brunt of my sub concious behaviour. apparently, i farted, talked gibberish, and cussed in my slp.lol!my cousins were witnesses. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also today, my swimming coach brought in some new thingy&lt;br /&gt;a float, in a sponge shape. it looks abit like the sofy adverts on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? the floats were exactly where i thought we had to place them. lol&lt;br /&gt;in between our legs. my coache being the crude guy he is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this one must put near the l** p*. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! hes really funny. and , oh dear, must bring in the censorship board, if i keep recounting what he said. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it was quite gross,i told my my friend to think abt how many people used this thing. the answer was the brand of the float : FEW.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found out it was like an eight shape.onepart had a greater surface area than the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elisha and i :sir, which way to position?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach: which ever part of u is heavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS IT! my coach is the ultimate joker! lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, it was meant for balance. it was really fun. trapping the float and balncing,&lt;br /&gt;kinda like the wii board upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allright! off to slp. i lazy to ip this time. fine, two lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was hectic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a pig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6656300890545751504?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6656300890545751504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6656300890545751504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6656300890545751504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6656300890545751504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-5568813411640194745</id><published>2008-11-13T04:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:35:35.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt; making my rounds around people's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick is struggling to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minqhee is back in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin is posting about what im going to post...son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence, is still trying to find the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan is sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swifter might be sick. well, cant get worse huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie is scaring me with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis foto queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost marcus' blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim tan.... MIA, what more can i say .prayer walk is over long time leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clement arh.... your friends need u..... to post hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped chi han do up his blog. yili also has a blog. so i have some new contacts to add. speaking about new context,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while people have been flyin in and out of the country, or spamming djmax, audi, or any other finger breaking console game, i have actually been doing very brave stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing monster hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. alvin , clarence and i  have been teaming supreming those monsters. alvin even stayed over toplay. no la, he just stayed over anyway.  it was crazy. he dies over everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. everything. and hes all: not playing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then clarence is like giving the "russ look, alvins not playing seriously" face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im giving the : if i post this on my blog, people might feel bored face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, so details should be at his blog, go check it out, if u have the time, or if u like katy perry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, but it was a light hearted affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were singing along to every song on my playlist. and alvin was making up lyrics to every song&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;rabbit- boy and rabbit-girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. borrowed a heck lot of books. so off  to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since swifter has brought a haiku to his blog. i better go visit nippon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun or really really dull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;btw.  may the two ryans take it outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if yr wanna argue, at least not in my blog. thks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off! bb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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proficiency dropped to about, 20%. suckish shooting. took a stroll to alvin's house. nice weather, but took half hour to get there. clar, al , nick, and i attempted to take down a lao shan lung. yup the capcom people could have given a better name to that overgrown komodo dragon, but stuck to lao  shan lung. the old mountain windpipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we killed it, and i got to hunter rank 5! yay! and nick is angry cause he isnt five. we also took a look at al's parrot. al told me he had one, so i thought it was some joke and asked him if it was some toy parrot. like the one in ryan's house.oops. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt. it was a real budgie. those green ones u see in the pet shop, or in the hands of some old man clad in a singlet, and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it was asleep. and so, we didnt bother it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the quest, nick and i did our seperate quest. and alvin flaunted the power of his new handphone- [[by playing in the ayer]]. then i did some hand waving motion i came up with while listening to the song at home, and they were all giggling. dont ask me why. i looked spastic, apparently, so i shall continue doing that, cause it pleases me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm must slp soon. got swimming again. its quite entertaining, but clarence doesnt like it anymore. guess it &lt;strong&gt;dampens his spirits.&lt;/strong&gt; yes! its been ages since the puns manifested. and now it finaaly made a geust appearance. wells, off to slp. night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6302793216055803157?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6302793216055803157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.not much to blog. supposed to be doin some assesments, but doing english assesments are clearly redundant. like i dont know genders?&lt;br /&gt;lets analyse a question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lionel's____ has been pestering him for the overdue rent of his apartment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.firstly, this isnt connected to gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, its soooo easy! everyone knows lionel's spouse did it! wouldnt u? always remember to charge yr spouse money ok? even though it might be his /herhouse, it only makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine, the answer is landlord...but being original is always more fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, some helping words are boring . but come to think of it, if they put parent as a helpingword, i would clearly be in a dilemma.be cause parent fits almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;parent&lt;/strong&gt; watched over her cubs dilegently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this invitation is also  extended to yr &lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. this is what many dont want to see on the principal's memo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you: please dont see that part of the memo...please dont see that part of the memo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parent:hey son/daughter, i can go too, lets go together, this will certainly not bring offence to yr street cred, or lvl of popularity whatsoever!it will be fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you: define fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. thanks nto the authors for not adding in parents, or it will be an unfinished game of cluedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english shouldnt be done as assesment.its boring that way. why does half of the population in my school(or more) notlike chinese as much? cause assesments are the way to go! and partially, chinese words have so much intricate strokes squeezed in alittle box, which scares the child . so we read an english passage," i like to eat che-mi-ca-lly mod-i-fied food" though the words arelong, if u dont know how to read it, yes u should feel ashamed, but atleast u could use phonics, and feel proud that u can read the word "borealis" and not no what the heck it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but chinese is different. read it,and it goes "ching chong, chong ching, kungfu ,tachi........MOM! how to readthis word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then our mom comes in, reads the word, and tells us off, that we dont know how to read the word, and why we dont know, so in all the midst of the torretial screams and nagging, we all cease to process the word, noritsmeaning.so remember to ask your mom the meaning of the word again ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, thats myproblem, just that my mom is more diplomatic. she just gives the "russ, shouldnt u know this word" look.and i give the "get back to u later look."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. back to work!see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays&lt;br /&gt;feeling slack&lt;br /&gt;my laptops really lag&lt;br /&gt;choke me, i would gag&lt;br /&gt;another word for gay, is...... happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-9015637223571029169?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/9015637223571029169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=9015637223571029169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9015637223571029169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9015637223571029169'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 i get privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 i get to sleep without screaming for someone to switch off the lights, vice-versa(i get screamed at a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 my room is windier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 i can talk in my sleep without my sis telling me(i do that a lot as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not so blessings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i cant use my sis com oh so often.awww. my com is pretty trashy,the D key can be detached at wil. kudos to al, who helped me download some software and stuffs. now i can use the new windows live, which beat having a no dp windows messenger. the 'diggoodoong'  soundof the old one still haunts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. if i cant sleep,or if i have to discuss theories with someone, i have to move to my sis' room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.no aircon.nothing else to say. this means i have to open the windows, which means, my midnights are greeted with sounds of mahjong tiles scurrying throught the smooth green tables, and sometimes i get a whiff of exotic air fresheners, sponsered by the outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. have to keep my room clean , since now im crapping on my own front lawn.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooked on to 24. i blame my mom. its really addictive. fetish for thrillers have manifested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin and clarence now regularly come over after swimming. they really took my mom's"please come again " sentence into consideration very greatly, and its like an eviction order i cant resist. their heere to take my chips! and play monopoly of course. we were bored games, so board games fitted us to a tee. alvin is the banker for most matches so far in monopoly.letting him be the banker is like placing the game into military rule. moving the pieces through mentalcalculation will get u a fine, so we have to step on every little box with the pices. lol . of course we didnt give in to his fines,since he falls into his potholes himself, once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tired, had dinner with cousins. it was good. wat was even better was that arsenal beat man-u! woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, off to slp. btw, pick up the book sketches, its worth a read. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drastic tire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bones are aching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes starts to tweak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my fun has reached its peak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe nxt week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reaaly meek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mice squeak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3154303135249723899?l=gang-of-hobos.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-5115217144642210575.post-9183440757602416904</id><published>2008-11-03T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:29:30.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was eventful, like an eventful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had swimming lessons at the start of the day. the pool water wasnt the warmest at 8 am, but i survived. it was pretty fun actually. alvin was totally the opposite of what we werent supposed to be: a "crown" as the swimming instructor pronounced. well, i got what he meant after the next sentence.if u want to be a crown, go to the circus not here......ohhhh. enlightenment befalls upon all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;leanrt how to kick in the water. im not a natural at swimming, but hey , i try. i remember the good ole days when i couldnt swim , my dad calling me a poodle everytime i execute my style in swimming, and the swimming competition which led to me kissing a tree(look in archives)..hmmmgood times, good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, i went to team with clarence and al to take down the shen gao ren in MH(translated in english:born/stretched tall guy) it was tall, but nope, it did not look like yao ming.on second thought.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we took it down and i rushed off for church stuff. was obviously late, and i also missd the stop. serangoon gardens secondary school is pretty well camoed u see. supposed to advertise our camp to the GB there, but we were majority guys, so it was a hushed affair. at least there were sandwiches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to isaac's house after that . i just found out he was malaysian, but thats not the point. we played monopoly:malaysian version&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xmtZGr3I/AAAAAAAAACE/xkCexl-aFQ0/s1600-h/DSC00047%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264692136741613426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xmtZGr3I/AAAAAAAAACE/xkCexl-aFQ0/s320/DSC00047%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its called saidina. the motto is: a game that develops your buiness power.what more could i ask for?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xnM5LWhI/AAAAAAAAACM/fffDOjB8LMA/s1600-h/DSC00048%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264692145197636114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xnM5LWhI/AAAAAAAAACM/fffDOjB8LMA/s320/DSC00048%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are quite a number of variations to the game. the most obvious, would be the movement counters. nope, no car, or doggie. just simple tiles with alphabets on them. DIBS ON E!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was pretty hilarious. we bribed one another, and laughed at passing go(u have to collect $1400,and there isnt exact bills) . i got kuala lumpur and some other rich place. but sadly, not many people chanced on the space, since it was the last row.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xmaggIhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yxsh5XWqOeM/s1600-h/DSC00049%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264692131672367634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xmaggIhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yxsh5XWqOeM/s320/DSC00049%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, train stations are rubber plantations. u have to admit, the illustration is pretty cute. it was fun while it lasted. after that we bunked at the library, while the amount of people slowly depleted to three:me isaac and tim. u can see the joy church people derive from reading. from 6 to three. i borrowed a couple of books, and isaac didnt have his membership yet, so he took one of my slots. it was a messy day, but all in good fun i&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;regergergergqegergergergregrregqregrrqegergergergregqedhhdffgigdisuhgjkjgksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jhgkjhglkajhjksdhgshjksahgakjhghajhgdsjkhdgjkghdjksdhglskajhgsalhgajhgg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(insert IP here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l [&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;......................................&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;secret impromptu poem.&lt;/span&gt; l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;bet uve never gussed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;someone could be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;that so meticulous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; in making a little poem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;just to hide it up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...............&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;Look in the fishtank .........&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;the goldfish goes glub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I burp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.............................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...........................................&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...........................................&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l............................................l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. sorry man. the link for this ip is broken not that i need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;highlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it out for u to see that.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-9183440757602416904?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/9183440757602416904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=9183440757602416904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9183440757602416904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9183440757602416904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-eventful-like-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQ_xmtZGr3I/AAAAAAAAACE/xkCexl-aFQ0/s72-c/DSC00047%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6314271613221092201</id><published>2008-10-29T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:04:58.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey ya all. today was pretty eventful. i finally killed the blasted tigrex and got to hr rank 3. woots. those who dont play MH, u might not feel the elation as i do, but this is a occasion to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrate. i slayed it at 12.27 am.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQhyv1JkWnI/AAAAAAAAABs/EfDERKFrlGI/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262582330629053042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQhyv1JkWnI/AAAAAAAAABs/EfDERKFrlGI/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at its terror and horror portrayed when its asleep.its pathetic looking tongue exposes sheer terror!by the way the black blur on the right is my character&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQhywQt6x5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/K1NBUGEbq7s/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262582338029275026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQhywQt6x5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/K1NBUGEbq7s/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another cool thing was the movie marathon i attended today. with chad, josh yee, gideon, and hon yin.andrew came for the second movie. watched eagle eye and HSM3. youre right, i do have money to waste. Eagle eye was pretty good. though i dont really like shia lebeo... or something like that. he looks just like the even stevens guy just with a bigger body. oh, it is him! lol. i just think he still is pretty young, and shouldnt be forced to grow a moustache to make himself look older than he should.yeah, and HSM3, was well....expected la. teeny booper, no more no less. really tired. bb! *goes to play macdonald's video game*&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/5115217144642210575-6314271613221092201?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6314271613221092201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6314271613221092201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6314271613221092201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6314271613221092201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-today.html' title='life today'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQhyv1JkWnI/AAAAAAAAABs/EfDERKFrlGI/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4063004530038210745</id><published>2008-10-28T04:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:15:32.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 70TH POST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;70 post! dare u to count how many words ive ever posted on my blog so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;these few days were fine. played basket ball with alvin, lost to tigrex,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;played basketball with churchies, lost to tigrex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;played baskeball with clarence and alvin, lost to tigrex. sigh, why cant the tigrex just die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the churchies' basketball game was most thrilling, nope. not because they were all one head taller than me. but because of what happened after the game. tony lost his wallet, and received a call from his dad, who received a call from the police saying that they were looking for him, and then he had to go to ang mo kio pp to get it back . being the kind soul(and jaded) boy i was, i decided to join him on the quest to retrieve his wallet. well, its not a quest since there's no danger.but...it was fun. along side us were tny's bro terry and jared. upon reaching there, we had to enter the tense but fully air conditioned police post. great turmoil and tragedy filled our souls as we had to wait for the great grinding minutes of admin that had to be done. at least there was a water cooler, seats, and a telly. i spent the next ten minutes watching how much fergie's and carrie underwood's career was worth. and believe me, the number of zeros after every numeral harbours the importance of why we need to laern significant figures in school. after that, we headed onto lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after filling up, since we were bored. we went to look around AMK central.lol. NTUC there was actually really fun to look around. there were a number of halloween stuff on sale. really grosteque masks of monsters in teenagehood. how do i know? cause they had burst pimples all over the face. lol . it was hideous! just perfect! for halloween at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, clarence and i made a discovery. alvin is like a cartoon character. i only ever see him wearing 2 pairs of pants when playing basketball &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcM-WwOxfI/AAAAAAAAABc/MqQtRG0pgts/s1600-h/alvin+pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262188955005011442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcM-WwOxfI/AAAAAAAAABc/MqQtRG0pgts/s320/alvin+pants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcM-a-pLAI/AAAAAAAAABU/JVVBiqteiso/s1600-h/alvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262188956139203586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcM-a-pLAI/AAAAAAAAABU/JVVBiqteiso/s320/alvin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first one was illustrated by yrs truly. and the second kinda resembles la.but seriously. these are the only two pants i ever see him in. well, we pointed that out. i and, i got a basketball to my spine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, and alvin's cousin played wif us today. his name is a chinese name, which(no offence) to me, is really hard to remember the first time. so, i decided to give him a self proclaimed english name. he looks like a bob, so that shall be his name.Bob. theres a nice ring to that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think we shld all get a christian/english name.for those who have only a chinese name, go get yrself one! hasnt a name u always wanted appeared in your mind? its yr call this time! harry potter, ernie, micheal jackson, or even bob! lucky chinese named people! get to choose who u want to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom got to choose her name. its lin.pretty cool huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grandma too. she named herself alice. wah,so hip ar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad, i think he got named...aww. but tony is an awesome name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grandad..... we proclaimed a name for him. we all thought a roland was an appropraite name for him. he totally looks like a roland.nxt time show yr a pic of him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt show yr my mascot huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcPrIOfDDI/AAAAAAAAABk/23vcFYLl7ko/s1600-h/hobo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262191923222744114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcPrIOfDDI/AAAAAAAAABk/23vcFYLl7ko/s320/hobo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;self drawn u noe! yup spent lots of time on it, and thus, i lao kui on my exam :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighty! time to post ip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;melee album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally bought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this holiday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not so bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got more time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to spend with god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;interested in TMC youth camp?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is not a fraud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i robot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4063004530038210745?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4063004530038210745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4063004530038210745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4063004530038210745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4063004530038210745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-70th-post.html' title='HAPPY 70TH POST!'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SQcM-WwOxfI/AAAAAAAAABc/MqQtRG0pgts/s72-c/alvin+pants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-6436981451262115393</id><published>2008-10-20T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:37:53.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of random stuff</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey. finally got new hobbies. well, they arent new. but i slowly abandoned them over tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 basketball. after exams, all is lost....except my will power, so... i have to build up my ball handling again.sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 guitar. starting to torture/ stun the growth of my fingers on the conquest to be a self proclaimed rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 crossword puzzles. my mom found the crossword puzzle book left by my aunt....no she didnt pass away, she just moved out. yeah . it was really hard...so im going to try not to give up on this as i did the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 movie marathon. watched spiderwick chronicles, get smart, MI1 MI2, and a managed to catch half of a thriller/horror?/comedy show on channel 5. chupacabra:dark seas, it was called. well, from what i read from a book in the junior school library, the chupacabra is like a wolf with wings or something......but the one in the show looked more like a chewed up dried tar stick figure. with small eyes(nope, hes not asian) and a pig snout. it managed to get on the ship in the show...and started attacking people. for whatsoever reason in particular. it seemed to be scary, but it was kinda lame. kinda because the chupacabra moved really fast, with the help of the button known as the fast foward button. so it was entertaining seeing a speed hacking dried weed. getting shot. and because of its impenatrable skin, it didnt get damaged forlike, half the movie. so, this is how u kill a chupacabra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a crazy amount of bullets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of a crazy amount of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;armour piercing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bullets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 grenades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stuff smacked on his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot steam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a serum supposed to kill a chupacabra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that didnt work, so they sprayed it with fire extinguisher, and capsized the ship. and they all lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u be happy about that. u just lost your boat to pig/other mammal which might still be out there! well..... it was lame while it lasted. so i decided to check the credits, andthe executive director was aguy named nicholas lee. heheheh. if its the nicholas lee i know, im suddenly not surprised at its cheesy plot any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ryan lim is talking to me as im blogging now.and because of his'inquisitive' character, he bothered to go to wikipedia and check my name.and low and behold, russ is a cultural phenomenon in norway....wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.im off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah,hurrah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im walking home at a faster pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah hurrah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days till holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year, we shall repeat this phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all go marching back, to the school&lt;br /&gt;which we noe is real "cool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap that poem is to be sung to the tune of the ants go marching by our favourite carnivorous pal: barney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6436981451262115393?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6436981451262115393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6436981451262115393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6436981451262115393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6436981451262115393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/lots-of-random-stuff.html' title='lots of random stuff'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3356251590464941589</id><published>2008-10-17T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:33:31.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pressures</title><content type='html'>blog hopping. realised that people have been constantly changing their blogskins, and i aint sure if i should too. also pictures have been popping randomly on blogs. mine is barren. hmmm should i start a revamp???anyway, swifter. great thanks for taking off the blog. 100 percent fun factor is back online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last day of the week, and to commerate slacker day, we did lots of stuff in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 play basketball&lt;br /&gt;2 play bluff&lt;br /&gt;3 playdm&lt;br /&gt;4 play taiti&lt;br /&gt;5 play set&lt;br /&gt;6 do random science worksheet&lt;br /&gt;7 play murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.the worksheet thing got lots of protests, but we did it anyway.we are good kids we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.im dying of melee-less walkman! and i just realised that as of dm cARDS, THE SCENT OF A NEW HANDPHONE IS ACTUALLY PRETTY NICE.&lt;br /&gt;really sorry if u think im a psychotic moron who enjoys smelling stuff at random.and yes. im bored. too bored. and as they say. idle is the devil's workshop or something like dat, so im off to do something constructive about my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i noe everyone is disappointed with me for doing nothing very entertaining abt life so far, so i shall post something really lame today. my old blog's post(sorry sis if i kinda copied yr idea. well, desperate times call for desperate masures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi guys ever felt like a doofus sitting blankly at home,bored at the stpidity that the exams r over??? fear not.russy is back to tell the world wat he feels about it.Firstly scream WAT THE HECK EXAMS R OVER!! SUCKERZ!!IN YR FACE TEXTBOOK WRITERS!!!AND WHEN YA REALISED DAT U GET 76 MARKS 4 YR EXAMS,YA REALY WAN SHOUT OUT&gt;_&lt;AND I CANT STOP PUTTING MY TYPING ON CAPS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;now dat thats over,lets get ta buiness.firstly 4 my after exams resolutions&lt;br /&gt;1)write a book called called hero academy,&lt;br /&gt;main character rubber guy+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy who has superspeed+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a colossus like girl+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a psoinic power girl+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy with mysterious powers+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cybrogtic genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=clan battalion(its their team name)&lt;br /&gt;it will be cool , funny.sure the powers are cliche but it will&lt;br /&gt;definetly funny.okok&lt;br /&gt;it will as funny as a man buying bar chor mee....okok as funny as a comedian singing an innovative yet stpid song abt a country in the parliament....STOP MOCKING ME!!!(sry hansel 4 stealing yr line)!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2)i will invent team BOLSI.not a very authoratative team,neither issit a ball that just died(get it? ball si ahhhahaha).its the brother hood of lip syching idiots.during the hols if i can get my hands on a camcorder, my team and i will make movies and send them ta youtube.nonono not sisified movies like yihuis(which consists of singing pokemon while taking off his shirt,or playing with a demented doll and making her sing the lieu lieu song by southpark)but we will be lip syching songs such as MCR's welcome to the black parade,teriyaki boys tokyo drift ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if u are interested,pls in form the extremely hard to miss russ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)grow taller...remedies anyone???okok if i can tahan all this work load , then talk.i gtg draw me comicsbut wait! the kind soul has included a new thing in the package:stupid excuses for mising school&lt;br /&gt;Sorry hor teacher!i had to stay at home as my ex dumped me and i was down in the dumps thus i was so angry thayt i took out the trash and placed my three hamsters in the blender....ermmm...and now i have to clean the mess and it took 1 day.if she asks u whos yr gf, point 2 the trash bin this excuse is preferbly used by vieren as he has 2 hamsters right now and is getting another by saturday dis time a female.hope ur hamsters get fresh vieren so ya can get lots of hamsterlings if thats a word!&lt;br /&gt;- 12:22 AM -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes....i have no idea abt what the hell i typed 1 to 2 years ago. its really horrible huh? in my opinion, i found myself really annoying....kinda like.... some people i would not hope to implicate (RYAN LIM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im saying this, but puberty might have just saved my life right here! im typing much better than the past me, who expressed his life like a psychotic man on steroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. some stuff i would like to point out. as usual, i  didnt manage to finish the book i was inspired to write...as usual, and i havent got my camcorder yet.... sigh. so those who havent gotten a psp or ipod they always wanted , i emphatise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally. BOLSI sounds really dumb. i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for those who want to read my old blog, its &lt;a href="http://www.dragon-scales.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.dragon-scales.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. the url was dumb as well. i was young and foolish! what more do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;aniacally lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt; should u read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;h man! russ was lamer than i expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ets go join BOLSI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;umbness is him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;oy! happy over 76 marks.russ got low standards ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh&lt;/strong&gt;, i gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;oodnight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3356251590464941589?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3356251590464941589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3356251590464941589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3356251590464941589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3356251590464941589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/pressures.html' title='pressures'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4952065398993892694</id><published>2008-10-16T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:06:14.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watch it. it needs no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4d32ed2cfba489d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4d32ed2cfba489d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330253870%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D495F15FA371E6863C83CF3BFFBFE5D9F005D8228.3D64F73225AC93932402A880F5369A15B4D9F618%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4d32ed2cfba489d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDujWQfmiYnnCjjyEWf1RcK64wA8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4d32ed2cfba489d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330253870%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D495F15FA371E6863C83CF3BFFBFE5D9F005D8228.3D64F73225AC93932402A880F5369A15B4D9F618%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4d32ed2cfba489d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDujWQfmiYnnCjjyEWf1RcK64wA8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just wanna let all know that my church,TMC, is having its youth camp really soon. really hyped!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really dont feel like going to school anymore. and today's admin day(which is a day off for us) added salt to the soup(self created phrase). ahhh! i need melee's album on my phone. lost it after that incident. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ryan showed me his phone, and fortunately, it wasnt as amazing as i thought it would be, in fact, m y phone was almost the same, just with a different shell. so... i was coveting for nothing! might bring some stuff to play in school tommorrow. really pointless if i sit in class and talk about MH, which i cant play in class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really, really, bored..... during the exam period, i saw a great list of possibilities on my rough paper i was practising on. and ended up practising manga drawing. now, im really lazy to even look at a back copy of shonen jump for reference. was aspiring to be ambidextrous as well, but after 7 intense days of penning things down on little lines. writing is a no-no. guitar? my hands have no motivation. so?im spending hours sitting on the couch, flying roller coasters or.. hunting another monster. sigh. how very meaningless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing to rhyme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now it sucks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;too much time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;go suck lime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and feel brace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i might need some&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amazing grace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cut and paste&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok. i didnt noe the exact reson why the last line was there, but its cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4952065398993892694?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e4d32ed2cfba489d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4952065398993892694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4952065398993892694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4952065398993892694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4952065398993892694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/watch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3804679684036344942</id><published>2008-10-15T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:49:43.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet aanother post</title><content type='html'>my blog links are all almost extinct blogs leh... why some people still complain that i dont blog consistantly enough? whats this commotion about?&lt;br /&gt;very sick of doing nothing, while i am too lazy to do something anyways.played quite a bit in school 2day. caleb brought in a really fun card game for us called SET. wow.a great name cant get any better than this. anyway, it was really fun. a mental game involving forming sets of three cards. there are differences in pattern, colour and texture of the card. and to make a set, everycard must have a similar, or different variable altogether. sounds complicated huh? yup. it was a mad mental game. really engaging....till my brain went fuzzy, and i lost to royston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught some classmates polar bear. i think they had fun. but our surroundings werent condusive at all. also. when mr koh saw me talking to a ring of students seated at the back of the class, he gave me the:russ, no performing of demon rituals in class kind of face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english got worst than chinese! how was that possible. also, science was surprisingly 1 of the 2 a1s i got. that was certainly surprising. fortunately, i scraped past most subjects, and only got 1 b3 for geog. sigh... i hate emergent layers right now. i dont think can beat aiktuck.the total hacker is him. he can lose only like a  few marks on geog! while i got ostracised by those who lost to me on the previous tests. at least i still reign supreme in lit for my class. heard i got overthrown  for lit by a boy in 1C. well that ends my monarchy for the year. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am really bored leh. the only movies coming out are those type that i dont feel sorry for missing. house bunny doesnt sound like a very masculine show if u noe what i mean...... and tropic thunder is the only promising movie ive heard of so far. by far i have about 3 invitations to watch HSM 3, but i wont be considering, unless ive really that much cash to waste, or if the person who asks is a pretty good persuader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3804679684036344942?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3804679684036344942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3804679684036344942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3804679684036344942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3804679684036344942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/yet-aanother-post.html' title='yet aanother post'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4880498651671014551</id><published>2008-10-13T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:39:40.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday night blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hey all. many things can happen in one night. last night, my sis came down with food poisoning. god bless her soul, and shes pretty ok now, but still suffering from minor symptoms. my throats burning yet again, like the morning sun. dunno whether my voice is breaking again(yays) or i just ate too many cookies (Aww). anyways been feeling the emotions of many about the phone incident. found the nicenest in most of my friends. quoted from nigel- nigel: don't be sad.. God will punish him in His own way hope it didn't affect your drawing today.... sweet. hopefully, god doesnt punish them. they are just misguided on their lives. yup. and for those really annoying people i know , well, i felt yet again, the brunt of their annoying-ness, if thats a word ryan: tsk tsk tsk. ha! let the girl who called u cute take your phone away! real smart,russ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeap. i feel the love right, piercing through my heart. other annoying people shall not be named (swifter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those of u who wished for me to get an even better cell,&lt;br /&gt;"Haha, hope you get a new nice cell. 8)"-minqhee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SPNatarNv4I/AAAAAAAAABM/cdMUHl_5E38/s1600-h/nugget.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644926372691842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SPNatarNv4I/AAAAAAAAABM/cdMUHl_5E38/s320/nugget.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i did get a pretty sweet one.thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s for those i noe. just because u may be holding a phone that i always wanted, doesnt make you cooler. not pin pointing anyone in particular here...(RYAN LIM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighty, thats my phone. w760. preety sweet huh? yup. its great. my nuumber is the same one. thank you. so it will save u the convinience.but it will get me a while to get the numbers back. so when u message or call, please remember to drop your name. or tell what type of person u are. annoying, friendly, emo. etc.why? cause im bored and its fun to decipher messages. but if i mistaken u for a girl, sorry swifter....btw. messages from ryan lim are easy to decipher. just look out for the ooh tot he ahh to the walla walla bing bang. yes, he spams me wif that. thanks Ryan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok... im off. sian. tommorrow the results are out...sigh. real nervous. fortunately, i played MH till my heart's content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;results are coming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart is beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;throw a dart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a bomb attached&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the test results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole batch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wont be pretty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it will save lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my heart's real flitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not a cow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4880498651671014551?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4880498651671014551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4880498651671014551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4880498651671014551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4880498651671014551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-night-blues.html' title='monday night blues'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SPNatarNv4I/AAAAAAAAABM/cdMUHl_5E38/s72-c/nugget.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-9052506880113410785</id><published>2008-10-12T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T04:39:20.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its funny how one inverted comma can mess up links. and i am terribly sorry. i thank those who have been patiently waiting, realising the link to their blog may lead to &lt;a href="http://www.dreamynightsky.blogspot.com/%wence%it$time%to%read%this%blog/"&gt;www.dreamynightsky.blogspot.com/%wence%it$time%to%read%this%blog/&lt;/a&gt; . i was intrigued by how the blogger than i mistakingly linked to had such a nice greeting post. this page cannot be displayed.... hmm.i might contemplate getting the skin one day. anyways i didnt really like how some people shouted and/or ranted that i didnt get the links right, no names mentioned (swifter). yup sometimes u gotto take things slow.... u know its post exam period dude... like chill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great. i woke up to the shout of my mom.as usual, got ready for church. had a prayer walk today. looked around, discovered things i didnt discover in serangoon b4,like a broken tv antennae, and an annoying dog, and realised that the antannae was like a calling from god, that maybe we have become so cold that we become too wary to the people around us, and just lose connection, and the dog, its cautious presence seemed to come to me like the hostile likelihood that i might mAnifest when in doubt of a person's intentions. prayed on that and a couple of other stuff. we showed the vid the poublicity team did on the church camp.kudos to jillian for streaming the photos so well. sadly, the com was laggy, so our song was like spastic. its based on the tune of tokyo drift song, and my sis, chris, jillian, and i sang it. and yes, it wasnt walkman quality, but... it was pretty good. for those u wanna know what the vid is about, it will be shortly put up on facebook, so have to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for sermon. i liked it, cause it was short and sweet, and partly, i was hungry, so i was thinking about food when jared approached me and asked " u wanna go play lan?" lol. and yes, i agreed. so i was crashed coursed on dota, and i died pathetically.lol. died 11 times while the average deaths of everyone else died an average of 6. lol. i wanted to  choose the panda guy who said "i ll put it on your tab..." but i didnt get much choice so i got some sorcerer at the start, and an aagron ogre after dat, watever that was. thankfully, i was more use ful to my team in the second game cause my character could multicast some enhancing spell on my teammates, and we won.&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking, i didnt know what the heck was going on, but at least i made it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really bored....now just playing MH 2G the whole day,either trying to cut a plesioth or a yiankut ku. sigh, u may ask me" russ are u that bored.?" yes, yes i am. so please feel free to drop a hobby or two on my tag board b4 i die of blood clot, since i am not working my brain off anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. it is time for ip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams over, am i glad?&lt;br /&gt;or should i be really sad&lt;br /&gt;ive become a boring lad&lt;br /&gt;fun hobbies are hard to get&lt;br /&gt;im not mad&lt;br /&gt;but i might turn fat&lt;br /&gt;exercising seems to be a passing fad&lt;br /&gt;egad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-9052506880113410785?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/9052506880113410785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=9052506880113410785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9052506880113410785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9052506880113410785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-funny-how-one-inverted-comma-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-8028614372329117185</id><published>2008-10-09T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T07:10:22.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>hey. exams are over!!!!!...kinda. but tommorow is art so no biggie.lots of eventful stuff happend in this week of long chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i improved at monsterhunter by leaps, bounds and quite a bit more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i got closer to god by a lot, and no, it was not because i prayed more.ok. fine maybe a little more, but... i also know learnt that all things are neatly chained by god, and if whatever doesnt benefit you, may benifit the people around u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i realised how much i really detest exams..ahahah... another exam joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i realised that some people's exams end earlier than others. sorry bout the joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i realised that my parents and grandparents wouldnt allow me to grow my toenails even longer.... aww man... i always wanted to be a feral beast with damaging talons(monster hunters getting in my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.im back to creating vids, and we made one, hope to launch on my blog soon. pretty ok. hoping to do well so can get my bursery, get the cash and buy myself a well-deserved cam corder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. and yes, my mobile phone got stolen. today,on my fun spree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us reitterate the misfortunate incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball.how very expected.sitting beside the court were abunch of.....erm....teens. sort of. theywerent the nicest of course. they decided to play with us,andme... being the complete loser i am, placed my handphone concealed from the ball's impact, behindthepillar. wow greatplace to leave my belongings. as i amtyping this, i am resisting the temptation to bang my hollow skull on the wall beside me. so ya. we played basketball with them. i got selected to join the older team,along with a cap guy, a plump guy, andthe cap guy's gf. i got selected by the girl cause she thought i was cute.no. not the cute cute but the hamstercute dute. get my drift?andi protest! u can call me anything u want, you can even call me clarence!(inside joke) but cute is not my thing. i will not eat a sunflower seed for your amazement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, one of them must have chanced upon my phone and it might have accidently slipped into one of their bags. of course i found out,and they kinda demeaningly asked them to check their bags to see if it was there. well, iknew one of them had it,and another guy's girl had it, but i just went dazed at reality, and became the pitiful slob i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good reason i didnt bother checking:&lt;br /&gt;1. i was living in denial,hoping that these seemingly nice people wouldnt do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i dont think they would like me checking a girl's bag. actually, they might have made a commotion and left....back to square one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. im really really dumb. andi kindablame myself for tempting them.anyway, i couldnt pin-point who did it exactly. and offending them wouldnt be really nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel dumb at least.so. what do i take from this horrible experience? dont be dumb, fix anti theft devices.or just keep it in the bag and give no temptation whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look on the bright sideof life,and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. this is alearning experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i have a chance to get a new handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i donated cash to thieves( call 1900 78325377 now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. everything is chained by god. this time, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realitycheck: im going to get a zero dollar phone. lol . now jestyn and i can compare which of our phones have more scratches. maybe ill join him in ns.haha. alrighthy, not too much elseto talk.so lets start with the ip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over! its been a wreck&lt;br /&gt;now i can&lt;br /&gt;really slack&lt;br /&gt;play today,&lt;br /&gt;ache tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;todays experience&lt;br /&gt;quite a sorrow&lt;br /&gt;life isnt fair&lt;br /&gt;they always say&lt;br /&gt;so i live life everyday&lt;br /&gt;with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;can it change the world?&lt;br /&gt;what a waste&lt;br /&gt;but that etched expression&lt;br /&gt;can bring bliss&lt;br /&gt;stronger than pain&lt;br /&gt;far greater than that simple kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-russ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah.. not bad. i should get stuff more stolen moreoften.haha. kidding ar. dont get tempted christabel!:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8028614372329117185?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8028614372329117185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8028614372329117185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8028614372329117185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8028614372329117185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3201052167945679459</id><published>2008-10-03T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:32:23.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh. starting to study again. had a rough night cause i got a fever. now my brain still feels half powered, but at least the fever's breaking, im sweating again. off to study! theres geog and math on monday. haiz. sore throat is still on, but at least my voice sounds husky and cool now.haha. alrighty, better start liao. gdbye!&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-5115217144642210575.post-6849855350189541816</id><published>2008-10-03T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:29:05.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exams and a reluctant child</title><content type='html'>hey all.one word. exam. a picture paints a thousand words, this paints a thousand prayers. speaking of prayers, our prayer ring b4 the exams was cool, and thank the lord! it worked. i actually found the chinese paper fairly...fair! im not being racist here. thanks god. youve been a great help these few days. yeah.. did my chinese and english paper 1and 2. for paper one, we had to write an essay either on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a narrative entitled the reluctant child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should students do about the effects of global warming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an argumentative on whether sports should be a compulsury thing for students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a recount on your sibling betraying you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh... guess which one i chose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fourth one. i cant argue that it was the easiest.haha....i told an exam joke! okok.yeah. i disagreed that the school should force sports on the poor youth people. but dont worry, the sub catergory wasnt on food, so im not encouraging u to join the &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;orest &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ction &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;eam, if u know what i mean.....&lt;br /&gt;for those who rebut, and say that the reluctant child is easier, than here comes my counterarguement! hah told another exam joke!hahahha..... going abit fierce on the jokes huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly: its lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly: its a redundant phrase. the RELUCTANT student? heard of the unreluctant student...oh two words come to my mind hwa -----. ok. scratch that idea&lt;br /&gt;ok. but seriously, if u wanna write, u could start with ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russ&lt;br /&gt;1b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the reluctant student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;once upon a time, in the year 2008, a boy whose name rhymes with lust(story as told by christabel) woke up. jittering all over, he knew it was time....nope, not to wake up....ok,partially that. but an even louder scream of peril rang in his head. THE pre paper papers, which are still exam papers, but are three days away from another paper,thus making it a pre exam paper, if u get what i mean, and by the way this is not a pathetic, but desperate attempt to get a larger word count&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the boy whom i think is great and awesome, and who also lost to a boy in mousehunt(that guy's name rhymes with loyston) because hes a choingster, hyped himself for his greatest challenge that day. with a cylindrical bottle of victory juice in hand, aka new moons essence of chicken( sorry utt.) he braced himself for the revolting, but the surprisingly addictive drink. it slowly trinkled down his throat, and headed to the eye of the tornado itself. school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will our hero overcome this great death defying stunt?will he overcome the clutches of evil and find the key to eternal success?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uwill know right away, haha, for those who fell into the simpsons movie (to be continued) trap, and fell to this once more, u should learn not to jump into conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so hes sitting on his seat, and the guy beside him is looking at him pervly, and the guy sitting diagonally is making tsk tsk sounds just to annoy everyone else. yeah. so he wrote his essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it read........the reluctant boy&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ill keep going on and on till the examiner runs out of paper, or the exam ends time...&lt;br /&gt;not too bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. finished papers 2 today. english was hard, chinese was quite the opposite. ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighthy, ip time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some papers over, really tired&lt;br /&gt;how i survive this , i admired&lt;br /&gt;i think im coming down with flu&lt;br /&gt;feeling warm, feels like glue&lt;br /&gt;and as clarence's joke goes&lt;br /&gt;im feeling hot!&lt;br /&gt;that jokes so cold....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-6849855350189541816?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/6849855350189541816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=6849855350189541816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6849855350189541816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/6849855350189541816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-and-reluctant-child.html' title='exams and a reluctant child'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-21962392269636301</id><published>2008-09-19T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:41:51.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'whydoyouwannakillme?' is pretty much the most common greeting i get in school allweek. followed by the punchline: a box on the face.yes. this new salutation was inspired by the joker interrogation vid on you tube. not too bad a parody, i must say. but it now its so funny, it hurts.literally&lt;br /&gt;this week? do i need to confirm the horrible fate of us all. the end of years are approaching. so many paper2 drills during english, im going mad. were supposed to play with words!not work with them!&lt;br /&gt;going crazty. dont u agree wif me that this is the period of yr life where u dont feela tinge of pressure, or the urge to study. this stinks . dont wanna study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i created a new group on facebook. gang of hobos. join if u wish, and we shall fight pressures oflife together! by slacking! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes pretty mundane. form teach mr koh observed our sweat ridden backs after recess,and  requested us to stop playing basketball cause of the exams! oh! the horror! the last best recreation of my life has also been taken away from me. emoism is not an option. it has become 2nd nature. at least till after exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey batman , why so serious?&lt;br /&gt;exams for me,&lt;br /&gt;joker for u, who's more grevious?&lt;br /&gt;everyday wearing black, acting devious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey batman, clad in black&lt;br /&gt;everyday act so cool&lt;br /&gt;because you got 6 pac&lt;br /&gt;underwear outside,looks a bit like fag(lol.im kidding)&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.u just got jacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnite.oh yeah, something to ponder on. if dracula doesnt have a reflection, how does he keep his hair so neat. on the contrary, nick lee has a reflection.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-21962392269636301?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/21962392269636301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=21962392269636301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/21962392269636301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/21962392269636301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/09/whydoyouwannakillme-is-pretty-much-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-880701336784368587</id><published>2008-09-13T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:45:34.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks to exams.</title><content type='html'>3 weeks to exams.this is the first week. this week, i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: gave some good advice,&lt;br /&gt;finished percy jackson and the sea of monsters,&lt;br /&gt;lveled up on CA&lt;br /&gt;carried my new bag to school,&lt;br /&gt;trained hard for basketball&lt;br /&gt;got sick&lt;br /&gt;told christabel i wanted a window for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may realise that most things were enjoyable. except that i wasnt sick enough to get an mc, and that my birthday is till next year. sigh. with the final year exams, im feeling the pressure, and instinctively, start doing things i like to start the denial rolling. ask you might have guessed, thats how i screwed my PSLE. DM was too tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog is dry, science is fun, but complicated, math is well...math, english is just drill after drill, and chinese is an intangible subject. well, that leaves me with pe, homec and dnt. DNT:i made a pathetic rocking 'horse' for my holiday homework. im screwed. hopefully, it will rock better than hanna montana. hey, i think it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homec. have to cook sheperds pie next week. its not cooked with or by sheperds, neither is it really pie, how very weird.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me, i was walking home at night. basking in the mystic of the moonlight hanging daintily in the night's sky, when i remembered the time which my grandma told me about the myth of the moon-cutting -off-your-ear-when-you-point-at-it thing. i was half heartedly believing it. being a total porridge brain at the age of three. rather than trying to spell the word cat, i spent a couple of minutes at night covering my left ear while my other finger quivered with fright and excitement as i slowly raised it to the moon. fortunately, the myth didnt ring through, and i didnt become a vincent van goth. so, this myth is  busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, lets stop with the discovery channel reminescence. &lt;br /&gt;the art exam is the last of my exams. i thoght of quite an idea. but, im hoping it not to spread it,just in case, some people decded to take it as their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. really hate the feeling of looking forward to the hols but having the exams wedged right smack in the front. im guessing just as i am blogging, aiktuck is doing some drills on mental sums, or trying to find the particulate mass of pi times the earths relativity, divided by the theory e=mc square.&lt;br /&gt;or.... being the most boring person u are u are guessing hes asleep. hey i can dream ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, theres no point on dragging this post,&lt;br /&gt;on with the poem i say!&lt;br /&gt;i say...ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams are coming,&lt;br /&gt; im full of trash&lt;br /&gt;memorising stuff&lt;br /&gt;im about to crash&lt;br /&gt;concentrate?im a sitting duck&lt;br /&gt;for the exams! lets all scream*GASP!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.im kidding. gdnite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-880701336784368587?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/880701336784368587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=880701336784368587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/880701336784368587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/880701336784368587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-weeks-to-exams.html' title='3 weeks to exams.'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3623450964083002882</id><published>2008-09-05T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:15:28.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week of leisure?</title><content type='html'>hey yo! (sean kingston!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. as everyone knows this week was a one week hols for all budding students out there. it was pretty tight for me cause im pretty busy. if not for school stuff, its church stuff. well church stuff only lasted fifteen mins, but u get the idea. missing basketball. sop bloddy busy that i cant even DWIW(do wat i want). since kids central wants to be lame, i have to be lamer. any way, some random trivia is that arts and kids central will be changed to the name okto. dont ask me why, but its so lame, doctor xavier from the xmen would be proud. the other central, which i shall not attempt to spell, for obvius reasons, will have a channel of its own. hopefully, kidscentral, or its future predecessor will have better shows to watch. this means that they should not put so many new shows on sundays. on sundays , there was xiaolin showdown, and on weekdays, theres some weirs teletubby imitation show. anyway. theres only one creepy colourful weird creature show which is the best, and im not talking about hi 5, but teletubbies. other companies who attempt to imitate the horrendous plot lines (plot lines?) and orbit colour schemes, im sorry, uve failed. mindless tv was owned by those weird aliens, so dont try to copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i have cable, sis and i are addicted to emperors new school. awesome show. enough of the teevee.lets do other stuff. played boxhead 2play  with cousin, sis and neighbour. woots . though its an old game, it still kept us going for hours. bought 2 new books today. the percy jackson sequel, and the sequel to the sequel. quite a innovation of a book. go try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was pretty stressful&lt;br /&gt;nope.i didnt learn some new kung fu&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe that im going to like school&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe u believe so too&lt;br /&gt;so, lets not go to school&lt;br /&gt;and pangseh others like some did to me in church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. this could be the next best satire&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everybody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3623450964083002882?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3623450964083002882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3623450964083002882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3623450964083002882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3623450964083002882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-week-of-leisure.html' title='1 week of leisure?'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2451996004319532293</id><published>2008-08-31T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:13:25.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nic at night!</title><content type='html'>hey. im bored. so here comes a post.&lt;br /&gt;volunteered to usher at the nic at night musical in our church. was feeling pretty hyper, perhaps too much sugar, so i went to church with a grin and talked 1.25 times as fast. oh dear. why? cause when i was answering the ushering ic, he asked, "are u an acsian?"&lt;br /&gt;oh.... sorry to SA boys .and All ACSians, im not implicating that u guys are cocky.not at all actually.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. we did lots of stuff. gave oput pencils,  and some of us were tasked to stack up chairs on a roller and bring it to the worship hall via the lift. being the sugar rush boy., i decided to take the roller for a spin.so. i hitched a ride on the makeshift skateboard, darryl pushing me behind. it was a pretty reckless thing to do. and i apologise to all(but... it was fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the volunteering ws pretty worth it. free dinner, milo, ribena and cadbury. but it is better to give than to receive. so i wasnt expecting all of it. except dinner.lol. it was good dinner. the sauce for the chicken is superb and the veg and beancurd was appetising. well, u may think that this post is boring, and is a waste of time. and ill say. yes, yes it is. sorry got nothing better to type. well. at least you get to read another awesome IP done by yours truely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;br /&gt;its more entertaining than yr first look.&lt;br /&gt;id rather play it than hunt a yian kut ku&lt;br /&gt;in monster hunter...&lt;br /&gt;(can my long sword get any blunter?)&lt;br /&gt;or harvestmoon, where u are a planter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... this IP poem officially stinks. but its ok, ill get my inspiration back.... evantually. look out for it. and can my tagboard be anymore boring? u lazy buggers onli tag when i got a new post. no names mentioned: nick thian, clement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2451996004319532293?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2451996004319532293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2451996004319532293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2451996004319532293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2451996004319532293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/08/nic-at-night.html' title='nic at night!'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-541579310690261871</id><published>2008-08-28T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:49:36.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flying everything...</title><content type='html'>woots! report book is back. the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng 70 A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homec 62 B4(darn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math 79 A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visual art 83 A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese 70 A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DNT 71 A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOG 81 A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit 96 A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science 93 A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.thanks to god for the great results.with him all things are possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on msn now, and im disappointed at the amount of peeps online. its like the eve of the eve of the sep hols. can u guys be more enthu? we get one week of stress free and school free days in which we have to return to school for weird events, remedial and tuition..... im sure we can be more optimistic right?ok.... relativity of condradiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. got quite a bit to blog about , so lets get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the extremely 'beak ' incident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who have not read or heard about it, a sparrow flew into my house one night. causing quite a ruckus. picture screaming sister in room, fluttering bird, and mom with hanger.lol. it was quite enriching actually. i didnt know birds could hide that well. anyway, my sis said i screamed, thus leaving all traces of masculinity to the dogs. let me correct that.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt scream, it was a shout. and i wasnt afraid of the sparrow, but instead surprised by its anooying flutter which instills fear into most people, so quit whining alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1b will be having a friendly basketball match with 1A tommorow. woots. thanks to both teachers for organising the awesome event,and 1b team will nvr let our class down, rest assured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;youth camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth camp is 2 months plus minus away! am really hyped alrdy, joined worship, publicity and fundraising team. and sis, the boring-raising joke is stale already.&lt;br /&gt; for those who dunno what my youth camp is all abt. just ask, and it shall be given, seek and you shall find knock.....  okok. ill keep the memory verses till the actual camp.till then.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMNIESIA ALERT&lt;br /&gt;cant really slp again. my dad bought new pillows for all of us. my grandma and sis slept on them and switched back to the old ones. reason? their rock hard. i could kill a cockroach with it man. its supposed to be more health friendly or something like that huh? so they say... say....why did cavemen evove then im sure the rocks made them healthier, and thus do a usaine bolt when a t rex is chasing them or something. excuses, excuses. dumb pillow manufacturer. time to wage war on king coil's kingdom or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, weve got a new coach for basketball, and the training just got harder by 3 notches. the most challenging exercise, half squats tip toe drill. most gay looking? slap each other's thigh game. yi hui and  i had to pair up and try to hit each other's thigh while protecting your own thighs. i had to admit it was fun as it was '&lt;strong&gt;thigh&lt;/strong&gt;-ering'. ahahha. oh man, thats as lame as my sis' flamboyant pun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olympics is over, how very sad&lt;br /&gt;the next greatest olympian? 10 golds you must get&lt;br /&gt;records were broken, standards were met&lt;br /&gt;bolt, phelps, they were owning like mad&lt;br /&gt;some hammer throwers were actually very........big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olympics is over, whats on the telly&lt;br /&gt;shows with commercials on marigold jelly&lt;br /&gt;lame local sitcoms with plotlines so smelly&lt;br /&gt;tom is a guy, so is jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. this post was segmented&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-541579310690261871?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/541579310690261871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=541579310690261871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/541579310690261871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/541579310690261871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/08/flying-everything.html' title='flying everything...'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3382276759591632194</id><published>2008-08-21T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:05:22.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life, addictions,mousehunt</title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;its a thursday. im blogging. abnormal huh? well, there is no homework, and so, i decided to cut myself some slack....and cut the mice some cheese, so they would fall into my trap.woots. yeah! MOUSEHUNT is the pure fun in my life right now.its a facebook game, its addictive. and the bloody mice are so annoying and cute that i have to catch them all.for those out there who want to be a pokemon master inside of u, but know you are too old to be fascinated about bulbasaur owning squirtle, then join me in this quest to catch em all! unleashed your inner ash. leash the outer mice. wow. didnt know i had such a good slogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im still addicted to a great array of stuff. thank you to those kind souls that were nice to spare five ricola during math lesson. thanks nat and chad. lol. i think mr koh is getting suspicious of my minty breath.lol&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. kudos to nick and his mom who  buys lots of eclipse and bring it to school.lol...awessome sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to melee still. addicted to basketball? u bet! a new addiction in class is to actually fall asleep. sry to those teachers who almost catch me meditating on my table. well, sometimes, classes are really a bore. i didnt mean to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out.lol. bore, pig. ahahah.( i got that joke from duel masters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i am scouting for card sleeves that actually fit into  magic:the gathering cards.lol.eugene gave me his old ones. i tore one just by trying to squeeze my mountain card in.oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason mraz's album is out.al promised to get me one cause he owes me a b day present. lol.im not taking advantage of my friends, if thats what your thinking. im kinda of lazy to post these few days, so please acknowledge this great feat of mine to share my life with u guys.did pretty well for common test. was especially happy for lit. but shant reveal marks. my friends would stone me.&lt;br /&gt;facebook is a new escapade again. will be frequenting it for quite a bit. try to beat my crazy taxi score on mindjolt games.its 68k plus i think.&lt;br /&gt;yup thats all for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is great , and sometimes dull&lt;br /&gt;animals we should not cull&lt;br /&gt;if we werent living in a daze&lt;br /&gt;the world would be a better place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u darn poachers,stop poaching beasts&lt;br /&gt;those poor sun bears, please release!&lt;br /&gt;im not an animal activist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, this poem is really emo.&lt;br /&gt;nope, gave up on finding nemo&lt;br /&gt;hes most probably caught (overfishing)&lt;br /&gt;and mass pollution keeps me wishing&lt;br /&gt;whether the world is a better place&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant find the stars i used to gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. its really true. light pollution causes us not to be able to see stars as easily as we used too. i remembered when i was young....er, i look up in the sky, and there they  were, now, their there, but the fireworks and the mass batman beacon seems to shroud the sky with the location of the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.... emo impulses again. sorry about that. alrighty, off to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3382276759591632194?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3382276759591632194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3382276759591632194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3382276759591632194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3382276759591632194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-addictionsmousehunt.html' title='life, addictions,mousehunt'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-1352660343445477847</id><published>2008-08-16T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T06:59:23.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of stuff</title><content type='html'>yo guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was as eventful as today. had napfa yeaterday. did okay. was especially proud of my stand broad jump. royston shocked us with his jump 200 i think. i was feeling mischievous that day so i kept saying , well, the cow jumped over the moon, so in his species royston isnt that good. lol. that was mean. yeah.fortunately, i beat him. ,and just scraped through the A by 1cm. woots.&lt;br /&gt;also went to watch our rugby match. our guys played it all, but unfortunately, we lost. throughout the second half, we kinda fell in morale, and didnt really cheer. nick was trying to start a SA.....SA..... cheer, if u get what i mean. he was pinching me to get my attention( it hurt), but i was busy playing pacman.oops. sorry guys. its not that im unpatriotic or something. but we werent actually winning.i ended up helping up with the cheers. and everyone laughed when my voice broke.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of interesting homework this week . one of which is the journal of the journey of rudolf the raindrop. it was fun. we had to write the journal of a little water body called rudolf( geddit? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reindeer) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah. it brightened up my day, and no i did not evaporate.ahaaha...... not funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to ryan's school to look at his arts fest. his school looks like those summer camp thingys in those teeny boopers. just that i doesnt have any rock in it, nor three band members trying to impress the small fan scale of teenagers to toddlers. for those who still do not have a clue, im talking about a show that rhymes with &lt;strong&gt;lamp mock. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. anyways, i took a look around his school and saw a basketball court, and conviniently, there was a cage with a basketball inside. no prizes guessing what i did next. no, i didnt try to balance a soya bean on my head.ok, there was a tinge of randomness there. so i taught ryan's lil sis to shoot some hoops, while i did some shooting myself.&lt;br /&gt;watched a dance performance&lt;br /&gt;watched the animal farm play. it was nice. i thought that squealer had much to say, and that the raven dude got pwned too quickly. nice effort though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i played bball in the morning, went to tonys house. played with his dog( actually, i was kinda of played by his dog).bathed, took awe at his magic the gathering cards, played winning 11 on ps 3 and got owned, ate macs. slept on his awesomely comfy couch. then headed off for church. he told my sis that i talked in my sleep again.lol. i didnt know that my uncanny ability also manifested in afternoon naps....&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiresome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the methodist trail was great. sadly, there was a vast amount of pangseiers. u shouldve been there. it was fun. since it wasnt a competition, we took our time to walk , socialise, and learn more abt the origin of methodism. learned lots of new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napfa test&lt;br /&gt;its challenging&lt;br /&gt;do your best&lt;br /&gt;though its tiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strive for gold&lt;br /&gt;jump like jordan&lt;br /&gt;no, i do not know&lt;br /&gt;a guy name gordon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups, reaching&lt;br /&gt;shuttlerun,&lt;br /&gt;some people panting&lt;br /&gt;still, were having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really surprising,&lt;br /&gt;inclined pullups are not my thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-1352660343445477847?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/1352660343445477847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=1352660343445477847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1352660343445477847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1352660343445477847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/08/lots-of-stuff.html' title='lots of stuff'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-296410596123267889</id><published>2008-08-08T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T06:26:06.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>national day. hurray.</title><content type='html'>hi all. as i said, today was a half day. but ihave to admit, its pretty pleasant. we had to stand  for half an hour for the uniform groups parading. and the annoying parapat was tempting me to lean on it. the walls have ears, the parapats have persuading silence. oh yeah. today is my 50th post.woots..&lt;br /&gt;yeah . we then had 2 hrs of free roaming time, in which i bought a bubble tea, and played basketball. it was just 1 hr of non stop basketball. i enjoyed myself very much, but im slipping on shooting, i think i lost my control of strength again. sigh. at least i could still do layups.&lt;br /&gt;watched boxing after that. a good thing abt the school is that theres boxing at every event they hold, usually, and its usually entertaining. one guy got knocked out. was startling cause he just collapsed after one great blow. maybe  he should refreshen himself with some &lt;strong&gt;punch.&lt;/strong&gt;ahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched dark knight with al , clarence and ryan lim. didnt go out with ryan for a long time, and was feeling bad about it, so inviting him might just gimme some goodnights slp tonite :)&lt;br /&gt;its a small world, and singapore cant be any smaller, so happen i saw christabel queing for dark knight tix, and after the movie, i was shocked to here dom's voice behind. mark was there too. lol. church reunion day. the coincidence is just so cinematic.&lt;br /&gt;dark knight was awesome. and really dark. joker was the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; bomb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! heath ledger acted too well. may he rest in peace. i tot batman was a bit of a coward. his batmobile is so spacious la...speed racer should be jealous.great movie. u guys should go see it. but go to the toilet early, cause after the first one and a half hours, u dont wanna go though it may just cause some fatal problem to your bladder. i went to the toilet, and missed some good stuff. it really &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt; me off.haha. lol. i actually went the wrong way, and moved 7 stories down, just to find the exit blocked. the whole stairway was in pitch darkness, and light only comes when u walk pass the sensors. it was creepy, especially when u are mwatching about a clown who terrorises incessively, or a man who has part of his face burnt off. but i had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the truth.haha two face..... hahahaaha... lame day&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mam said i did well for english. hurray, now i cant live through the weekend knowing that champange is annoyingly hard to bottle, but i could explain it well.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; cheers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog, so its impromtu poem time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batman!(den den den den den den den den)&lt;br /&gt;im turning into a dc fan!&lt;br /&gt;i just realised about the master plan&lt;br /&gt;ure trying to win my favour over, oh man&lt;br /&gt;now no one remember the trilogy of spiderman&lt;br /&gt;nor gwen&lt;br /&gt;people are disgusted when i bite my pen&lt;br /&gt;i apologise my friend&lt;br /&gt;its a habit i must ban&lt;br /&gt;dunno when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-296410596123267889?l=gang-of-hobos.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-5115217144642210575.post-3403135179937704732</id><published>2008-08-07T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T06:49:27.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someplace</title><content type='html'>hey. this week was great. after the common test, i get to use the com at impulse for this week. went to night market yesterday. nice food. alvin was like chowing on everything he could find. sotong balls, drinks. he had his first ramly burgur. if he didnt, it would be a sin. not because ramlys that good(its good of course). but beacuse its his first, and there was like 6stalls and counting. the guy who did the ramly burgur was amazing.he was doing some martial art skill cutting thingy. he'll put spongebob to shame. the patty was more transformed then cooked. ok. lets not get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sandwiched&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in this topic.moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do very well for chinese and math common test. aik tak just lost a competitor. at least im lit rep. miss tan's announcement &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; up my day. wow...im so cold.anyway, miss tan kinda looks like the lady on the coverof our textbook. its freaky.whenshes teaching us geog, i look at the book, then at her. then im seeing double. no offence to jeffery and jeremy sitting in front.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching dark knight tommorow. was anticipating the mivie ever since i saw joker. heard about all the good parts, so i hope i wont drop the popcorn like alvin did. poor alvin.im not &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 faced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if thats wat yr thinking.ahahahah.... thats not funny isit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebration tommorow. there will be boxing matches, handball matches, staff vs students soccer. some art thingy, some random stuff that i forgot.... theres a parade too. im not 2 faced, so im seriously saying, im not looking forward to this. at least its half day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did ICAS paper today. fairly fine. was constraint for time though. the colourful pictures hypnotisedme, and b4 i knew it, i had 20 mins left.&lt;br /&gt;oooh...so purrty.........dohhh....&lt;br /&gt;homer simpson.lol&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.im addicted to jap action series now. watching detective galielio. great show. shall elaborate more nxttime, some people just cant wait for the good stuff.jkjk. im joking! please dnt kick my butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day national day.&lt;br /&gt;lots of parading and fireworks display&lt;br /&gt;everyones feeling joyous and gay(happy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natinal day, national day,&lt;br /&gt;lots of water works at marina bay&lt;br /&gt;if your tv breaks down, go to your neigh-&lt;br /&gt;bours house to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. sry about the lastline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='someplace'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-2903451319555288407</id><published>2008-08-04T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T05:52:24.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>common test over!!!!</title><content type='html'>hey guys. common test is over. it feels much better to know that im not under pressure.till my papers are returned to me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;went for photo talk. our teacher was awesome. he showed us all the pics he took at tibet, india, egypt and mongolia. it was all cool, till he showed us a pic of a boy only in his birthday suit.hes pretty poor i suppose. but because we were at a co-ed school, the girls there were like squirming, and doing the classic eees and ahhs. none are creative enough like josh yee to exclaim in sarcasm. it would have been more fun if he was around. at least the boy was wearing a cape. just imagine superman, without the lame briefs on the outside, and without the abs, and without the whatever alien external organs he might have.oh yeah, speaking of heroes, go watch vids done by JUSTSOMERANDOMGUY on utube. awesome, and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my right eye has been dialating today( stupid contacts). so it might be no surprise that u might thrash me in minesweepers or pool.not that im implying an excuse or something.....ok moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad that i missed singfest. no one was kind enough to donate some tickets to hobos should watch singfest donation drive. heard that festival of praise was good too. but the common teast ws in the way. how unfortunate. bruise turned purple cause my mom pressed it like a guitar hero key or something. it was torture. i hate the person who invented the theory that blood should be circulated. wait till i catch him. shall elbow his face then rub it like theres no tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;have to file my math. how sad.im too lazy. thats certainly not a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;plus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;point.ahahahha..... not funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping that there will be more active tagging. like my sis' blog. christabel is still controlling her brood of butt zombies or something. lol. i had to bring it up. sorry, but its funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is napfa. darn. wednesday is the semi finals for our hickey team, so we have to attend. now that i think about it, even if we win, and get that half day, we will just be recuperating our losses.ooops  lols..sorry hockey team. wat is hickey anyways? sounds like some drug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey you want a hickey? oh comeon... u know u want one...i dont care that u have a drug free keychain. just take it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. sorry got carried away back there. i think its time for an impromptu........&lt;br /&gt;yeah u know the rest&lt;br /&gt;happy thats the end of my common test&lt;br /&gt;still feeling numb about singfest&lt;br /&gt;jack the ripper started a mass-&lt;br /&gt;acre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ran out of things to blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2903451319555288407?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2903451319555288407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2903451319555288407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2903451319555288407'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;testify&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what i just said. shot some hoops just now. my basketball is really worn out. its cake in dirt, and the grip has smoothened out. so my hands were not the dettol standard when i reached home, if u know what i mean.played with a bunch of adults. they invited me. serious. alvin said i was playing spastically.well, you can blame me, the guy marking me could be my dad. scored a few. got elbowed in the face by my own teamate...ouch. still hurts theres a bruise. might give it a surname. like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lee &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;almighthy&lt;/strong&gt; or something...ahahahaha. sorry im partially disorientated, so spare me when it comes to lame jokes. random trivia time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speed is the rate of change of distance over time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i always thought speed= racer. science proved me wrong. stupid einstein.&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, theres a pic of einstein in our science class, he looks awesome, cause hes sticking out his tongue. ill try to snap a pic of the pic when science teachers not looking. oh yeah. science centre sells the einstain action figure. wow! comes with his famous scientific theories like E= MC2&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted one. if i had it , jimmy neutron would adore me.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-2207573215216606582?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/2207573215216606582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=2207573215216606582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/2207573215216606582'/><link 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got an excuse to do my hair. after doing it, i waited for mysis for 30mins.then realised it drooped down again.lol. did it again, this time it worked.i just wore jeans and the 'come to the dark side we have cookies'( coookies wooh!) t shirt. my sis wore something more elaborate. its 30 minutes.if she comes out looking worse than she really is, ill chop off my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached on time, fortunately.waited for doors to open...... xiaorong said that my sis dress so nicely, and im not following her example. lol. hey! jestyn doesnt dress very nicely too.lol.this time im really in trouble! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were assorted nuts on a glass table. so i chatted with tim while grabbing a bite. it was a mistake made. addiction senses were tingling,so i like almost finished the whole plate. christabel was " wah russ! really eating like a hobo". there was also a jersey signed by carrick on auction. it caught the attention of many. took a look at the stuff on auction b4 going in the ballroom. dinner was great. new addiction: scallops. tony is like the sea cucumber crusader or something man. he was like devouring them like there was no tommorow. if the worlds population was just tony, the world will go in to global warming because the lack of sea cucumber will causea topple in the eco system. i didnt take much favour ofthe sea cucumber,and i dont think tony minds taking my share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to one hope church today.the people there were great.just that i felt a bit left out for not praying in tongues. renewed my faith today. cause i haven t been putting god first in everything i did. just trying to please everyone else was my motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stilladdicted to melee. seriously, the songs are great. and nick, the 'range' joke is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impromptu poem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd common test,&lt;br /&gt;dont want to study&lt;br /&gt;want to go out&lt;br /&gt;and get my shoes muddy&lt;br /&gt;or at least burn some rubber on the concrete floor&lt;br /&gt;while taking jumpshots in basketball&lt;br /&gt;revision is seriously sucha chore&lt;br /&gt;but it becomes second nature in singapore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4462167280835163738?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4462167280835163738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=4462167280835163738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/4462167280835163738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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funny, youre probably going exam crazy too. sigh. chinese is a most feared subject on friday segment. and as for monday. better believe it- english. i just dont have the confidence to answer questions like the diff btween beads and the seeds.if i write to short, i miss something out,if i write too long, teacher says im long winded. wat logic!? im not long winded! i just write alot.its not the same! (oh did u know im not good at vocabulary too?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! going mad. ok.have to calm down....think happy thoughts.......a rainbow......is just a candy coloured frown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhhH! going emo!&lt;br /&gt;okok. too dramatic for my own liking. in a nutshell, im just nervous.&lt;br /&gt;addicted to fast food.procesed patties are filling my brain with unwanted stuff.any one got a good cold turkey alternative???ate macs yesterday...im trying my hardest to fight it.but the giant M is pulling me in. curse you signboard of luminous yellow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball during recess today. scores-0. the ball just hits the rim and lauches elsewhere. got to fry myself with practice after common test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new fad in my class is to launch paper pellets with a rubber bands. so ricochetting paper can be seen whizzing around the class when the teacher is telling us the contour intervals of a ridge. fighting the temptation not to follow the trend. its one developing mature mind vs the childish fun of shooting pulp of trees around.sigh. temptation is the hole. im falling into it everyday.hobos get addicted to stuff easily i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that my dad fixed the chair which i broke.long story. i was being a yoga wannabe...heheh&lt;br /&gt;thanks dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to melee's album- Devils And Angels. listening to Biggest Mistake was my biggest mistake. now the song is stuck in my head. also trying to sing wordplay by jaon mraz without gasping for air in the middle. finally got some sleep yesterday night. its been 2 nights in a row that i took approx 3 hours before knocking off.record should be about 5 days. i might start a new roll today.lets see shall we.oh ya. i still talk in my sleep everyday without fail. ask my sis..she knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, she heard me murmuring, so she interrogated me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: do u know who u are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: whats your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tony hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to be my dad in a parallel universe if thats wat youre thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. btw, my hotmail got hacked(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;so add my new hotmail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sleeplesshobo@hotmail.com"&gt;sleeplesshobo@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relates too well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8690174998172728232?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8690174998172728232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8690174998172728232' title='0 Comments'/><link 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but its still part of the weekend.this week was alrite.really haf to study for common test or will be slacking like theres no tommorow. went over to ah ma's house to celebrate her birthday.there were 7 big candles and 10 small ones. what sort of logic is that? no body uses 10 10 cent coins to form a dollar! so why 10 small candles? waste of wax.do you know that 10 candles can contribute to 3 packets of maggi mee? or maybe all that wax can go to alvin's hair wax, which doesnt make a difference to his mushroom cap! mario loves alvin, btw.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard lots of great stuff from cousins abt dark knight, and i m tempted to watch. the joker cant beat my sis with her bazooka.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;shell blow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; him away. geddit?  she'll and shell( bomb shell)? hahahaha.ok... im not a joker. neither am i batman.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. bad pun day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that i can jump much higher than when i first started my mission to jump higher from the start of the year. now can almost deploy my whole palm on the ceiling of my cousin's room.thats a big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jump &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;as compared to march, wheni missed the ceiling by inches. clarence.watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clement seems to be competing wif me to see whose post is longer. seriously, thats not cool.but i accept! from here, u can infer im not the coolest of people.looking at the amount of lines that clement's post is right now.......and on second thought, i am cool, and i dont play such childish games!&lt;br /&gt;lol.im not afraid....im just scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lit common test, we have to do a poem on a sloth. sigh. why cant they let u do it on something more interesting? like, i dunno, the lifestyles of a mime or something?on second thought, ill stick to the sloth poem.i think ill do an impromptu poem about animals. my sis did one on a girrafe once, when she was primary one! let me dig it up and read it out...* wow. this is a forest of books! hey! i haVE THIS BOOK? hey! my old stamp collection!....u know what?its 12.so forget it, im not going to find some old book with a golden tamaran at the front!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, cant seem to find it. btw, people who havent seen me, me collecting stamps may give you a impression that i look like a super geek or something. it is not true. moral ofthe story: dont be stereotypical, and yes, i was a geek.but i was primary one! gimme a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.people who want to know wat the poem sounds like, let me give u a preview of wat the poem is....hmmmm (reminesing is hard work). ok here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey mr girrafe, u have a long neck!&lt;br /&gt;u nibble the leaves here&lt;br /&gt;u nibble the leaves there&lt;br /&gt;u have brown spots on your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!!!!!its something like that, plus like 4 more verses. its a classic impromptu poem.seriously. i enjoyed reading it.well.. theres church tommorow, and as clement's blog writes,&lt;br /&gt;i have to be there...&lt;br /&gt;my friends need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.emo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-1291425701707441829?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/1291425701707441829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=1291425701707441829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1291425701707441829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/1291425701707441829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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restauraunt. not this time gramps.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was bball training today. alvin decided to join for the day. i think we did a pretty decent job playing when it was game time, but the guy who marked me was pretty rough, and i felt bad for accidently whacking his specs off. it was all a &lt;strong&gt;blur&lt;/strong&gt;.for him that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for the beautiful city concert.i think its a pretty small scale musical since its held in the auditorium of the school. but i had a good laugh watching my art and music teacher doing some advertisement skit for us. might as well support it for them. i think my music teacher is still sore that i didnt stay in choir. or i  would have to be on stage singing about some city, which is beautiful. seriously, i dont know what im in for, cause they didnt give a clear sypnopsis for the musical. yawn. feeling pretty tired. well then, off to sleep soon. see u guys on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey... wait, no impromptu poem!ok then, time for one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test is coming ,time to mug&lt;br /&gt;the movement of a sloth is pretty slug&lt;br /&gt;im a hobo, not a thug&lt;br /&gt;a ladybird is a bug&lt;br /&gt;not a lady nor a bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... this poem is officially screwed up. sorry guys, mental block&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8498393499512223173?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8498393499512223173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8498393499512223173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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commerate  racial harmony. some students had to use our kitchen to do the cooking.it was a wrong choice, especially with our home ec teacher. shes a tee bit senile, so she scolded the boys many times though they had a valid reason. poor guys.she sure &lt;strong&gt;cooked&lt;/strong&gt; up a storm haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a band come over to perform.they were called mamarlade jam. awesome band.the keyboardist was murdering his keys.that was awesome. they did lots of jazz and blues. and now im hooked to jazz and blues.oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you are wondering why i can blog on a weekday, lets just say that i have online research to do, and thus i can blog.now feel like playing duel masters again, yes,i know its lame and old,but its addictive too. can hear the monsters calling me to summon them.i have 2 options&lt;br /&gt;1 go for therapy&lt;br /&gt;2 play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a landslide victory.besides therapy requires money, cold turkey does not .lol. ok.off to eat dinner.but first impromptu poem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting just typing on the com&lt;br /&gt;nothing special today, just the norm&lt;br /&gt;grandmas screaming for me to go eat dinner,&lt;br /&gt;dont worry pops, wont get any thinner&lt;br /&gt;so i shall go eat now&lt;br /&gt;royston is sometimes mistaken for a cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry royston.i promise ill treat u to lunch one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-7987638995019507131?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/7987638995019507131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=7987638995019507131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ask me why theres dancing. im clueless too. the story line was a bit lame, and made the tricks a bit too predictable cause they were following the script.so all the death defying illusions were a bit less of a cliffhanger. the people were like frantically screaming for lawrence to escape from the spikes of doom, and there were chinese subtitles.lol.extra.&lt;br /&gt;there was a kissing scene too.and a little boy who was watching screamed "eee".lol.everyone laughed.it was mad humor.i liked the levitation act.it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; certainly gave chris angel a run for his money.&lt;br /&gt;b4 going for the show , there will be some magician guyscomingto us with their rigged decks and trying to impress joshua, clement and i. joshua had a great time poking fun at themagicians by not returning the card that he chose.lol. there was a guy whose only specialty was to fly thecard around his belly area.and the only thing i have to say is that, that trick is old.invisble string, button shirt.enough said. we registered for S.M.I.L.E after that.it stands for sharing magic in love for everyone.or something like that. josh wrote his name, told the magician that he wanted to register,looked at the list of names, found his name, and claimed that it appeared by magic.lol.great one.im still waiting for my church friend eugene to pass me patapon. if he doesnt bring it nxt week, i might just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;drum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; him to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom discovered a website which provides free assesments. life will nvr be the same again. speaking of websites, i had to do some argumentative essay on whether internet is a bane or boon. should add that the internet gets extra demerit because free assesments can be found. everyone agrees right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impromptu poem.hmmmm.brain is depleting because im just thinking about how powerful free asessments onlinecan be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free asessments online&lt;br /&gt;thats what parents are trying to find&lt;br /&gt;that idea is devil inclined!&lt;br /&gt;humanity of children is put on the line&lt;br /&gt;its worst than watching 10 performing mimes&lt;br /&gt;at the same time&lt;br /&gt;ok...maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mimes are just freaky.i bet their CCA in school was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;library club&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;arguing with mimes is pointless.u dont know if u are getting the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;silent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; treatment.&lt;br /&gt;okok.i got agood mime joke.here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahhaha!great one right?&lt;br /&gt;ok. sorry. didnt mean to. mime jokes are just so great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3460882931687238851?l=gang-of-hobos.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-5115217144642210575.post-7812804990392366624</id><published>2008-07-18T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:55:48.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>noon</title><content type='html'>hello all.finished homework at lightning speed and accomplished much already.i mesmerised my dad with the tic tac box magic trick.lol.it was almost a failed attempt, fortunately i didnt give it away. see la, now alvin made a poem for his "dar dar".lol. and now im out of creative juice.puberty is giving me mental blocks! blame it all on growing up, cause its part of growing up. pretty excited about watching magic box tonite. thanks to josh for the free tickets!yeah. reaally mundane today. i think i have to study till igo for magic box. sigh.why wouldnt something more significant appear? like a meteorite crashing in my backyard or something.ohh. i dont have a backyard.lol.&lt;br /&gt;sigh nothing else to post. bye for nnow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-7812804990392366624?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/7812804990392366624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=7812804990392366624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7812804990392366624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7812804990392366624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/07/noon.html' title='noon'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-7523986095380927570</id><published>2008-07-18T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:17:17.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>hi all.finally can shed some skin after a long week.Random trivia! did u know that tic tacs are surprisingly addictive?too me at least. asked my parentsifi could buy tic tacs so i could use the box for a magic trick.yeah,im into magic, for a while at least. yeah,now im addicted to tic tacs. darn your miniscule size sprinkled with all things sweet( and artificial).yeah. and just in case my words are conjoined together and its annoying u. just remember that the spacebar is not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised that im a jinx when it comes to computers. less than a month of inheriting my aunts com, i broke it.lol. repaired, fortunately. but my dad had to fork out cash. moral of the story: me and computers dont &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;click.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahha.ok..lame pun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played bball after school today. was supposed to go for a workshop,but missed the bus.long story....but i wont be expecting a smile from my art teacher the nxt time i see her. anyway, i played basketball today. was amazingly imba. but today was just a fluke,so alvin, dont get too jealous.it was like magic! every shoti took when straight into the basket. almost all, at least. ended up with about 10 plus baskets today.woots man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. must insert another random trivia, cause this post is abit dry.hmm. encyclopedia time!&lt;br /&gt;not all blood is red.lobsters have blue blood! wicked trivia man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for basketballtraining this week. they finally opened it to all ! i got to train harder to get into school team. key happenings during training. i scored a few times, messed up many times too. and got called a b*@#^ ball for wrongly accusing someone.is that even a proper vulgarity?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when for some teen fiction reading workshop too.was pretty entertaing.alvin kept spicing up the humor whenthe teacher asked us questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: does anyone know who is hannibal lector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin(in best miss swan impersonation): a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. we gradually joked a lot. and started saying anus in the weird accent we heard on the science presentation( say air- nurze)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was just insane.&lt;br /&gt;so its impromptu poem time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball is fun&lt;br /&gt;so is making up a pun&lt;br /&gt;i dont like a gun&lt;br /&gt;i do like curry bun&lt;br /&gt;u look like a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nlast line should be read ina miss swan manner. so its more of" u look like a munn"&lt;br /&gt;in that way it rhymes u see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-7523986095380927570?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/7523986095380927570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=7523986095380927570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7523986095380927570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/7523986095380927570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3792020022320980089</id><published>2008-07-11T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:14:20.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35th post</title><content type='html'>hiya all. woke up at 11 am+. was extremely tired, my mom was already back from work and nagging at sis and i to wake up.lol. then my sis started the russ wake up first game, which she conceded. now my sis and mom are out, which leaves me to blog a few. used the com to watch slides on upcoming science test. wow. didnt know so much weird stuff are coiled in our compact bodies.also watched a explainatory vid on the digestive system.couldnt help but laugh cause the lady reading the stuff has a weird accent . she pronounces anus as airrrnurze.lol.had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;feeling lazy this week,but have to slog for common test.running out of common topics to do impromptu poems on.ahhh.life is so mundane. weekdays: go to school. weekends: slack and play com/blog, AND THEN GET NAGGED BY PARENTS TO DO HOMEWORK OR REVISE, OR REMEMBER TO TELL TUITION TEACHER WAT DAY U GOING, OR "AIYO, PLEASE STOP PLAYNG YOUR GAMES AND READ SOME CHINESE BOOKS OR NEWSPAPERS. THATS WHY YOUR CHINESE KEEPS DEPROVING", OR " please read some english material, u dont want your english to deteriorate." sorry about the capital letters, it was totally unintentional. but u get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.if life was like lord of the rings or something, less people will commit suicide. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my mom will be like: oi, remember to take your wyvern out for a walk, or : go practice your archery, later your tuition teacher angry, or : please tell your hobbit friend to get some deo, he come to our house to play once, i have to buy 2 extra air freshener.lol. mega hint to the guys with BO man. hiaz... that reminds me, have to do tuition teachers homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is mundane, that i just realised yesterday that contact lenses have little inscriptions on them.lol. total randomness, but now ill never &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at contact lenses the same way forever.i cant do english papers anymore. the questions are very vague and i cant seem to answer them, especially when the passage is on playing a game called Mancala. who the heck wants to know what is the difference between a seed and a bead.like seriously man, the question is redundant. im not hoping anyone will walk up to me and say" hey man, what is a difference between a seed and a bead?" its these type of questions that make me think youre mental.lol&lt;br /&gt;i should make a new segment on my blog called useless trivia!&lt;br /&gt;ok.todays useless trivia is the difference between a seed and a bead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a seed is natural, while a bead is man made. u may think this segment is dumb, but one day when u are hanging from a hundred story building and the only person who can save u is a guy who wants u to answer his lame questions before being ur benefactor, u might just thank me.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is boring&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its tough&lt;br /&gt;im not deploring&lt;br /&gt;i like marsh mallow fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poem is a drag&lt;br /&gt;in halo, i frag&lt;br /&gt;stop this poem! u beg&lt;br /&gt;the dog's tail i wag&lt;br /&gt;plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ive stopped. please give me some common topics to "poemnise"im running low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3792020022320980089?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3792020022320980089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3792020022320980089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3792020022320980089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3792020022320980089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/07/35th-post.html' title='35th post'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-5688850524778664577</id><published>2008-07-11T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T07:16:02.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>impromptu poem</title><content type='html'>hiya again.i just realised that my past post is missing an IP(impromptu poem).so..i shall get one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to blog!&lt;br /&gt;to write lame stuff&lt;br /&gt;my life i log&lt;br /&gt;and kids i bluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is awesome&lt;br /&gt;its lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;im not a possum&lt;br /&gt;but i do like a pun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is thrilling,&lt;br /&gt;it helps me relax&lt;br /&gt;express what im feeling&lt;br /&gt;a muscle i flex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..not bad. the muscle thing was just extra, what other stuff rhymes with relax?ok.... fine, reflex, felix.but its ok. everyone should have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flexible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; outlook of life . sorry, im on a lame spree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-5688850524778664577?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/5688850524778664577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4565200532546448416</id><published>2008-07-11T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T02:46:43.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay! slack day</title><content type='html'>Finally!  the weekend! everyone is looking forward to it, im sure, this hectic week just killed me, but the weekend just brought me back to life! lots of tests next week, so i have to study like a nerd.oh man. hard to study when u sre hooked on naruto ultimate nin heroes 2. yes.i havew the game! sadly, not all of the characters have better techniques, and their dubbing became worse. naruto sounds like he ate 2 squirrels or something, fighting him is such an annoyance because he screams when he get hit, and unleashes the cry of 2 squirrels. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had swimming today. generally it was fun, okok , fine ,now i like swimming,is there a fault with that? i didnt get the red rank yet, which is the best, so ill have to work harder. it was entertaining to see ryan swimming with the fishes, or at least try to swim with them. he managed to cause his toe to bleed underwater.that boy's a magical injury sustainer. lol.when he gets injured, everyone asks, "how does he do that?" lol.okok. sry, sadist moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a boring day, so marcus the carccus decided to take a nap in class, he got a nightmare,lol. it wasnt literally a nightmare la.it was in the noon. so its a noonmare, if u get my drift.noonmare, sound like a japanese game or something...&lt;br /&gt;okok. anyway..he had a noonmare. he said that he was in a club,infested with bimbos.lolz! come to think about it, it is pretty scary!&lt;br /&gt;Beware! the bimbo will come over and rot your brain.lol....but why in a club?hmmm.marcus has been watching too much MTV.&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-5115217144642210575.post-3162614071430997065</id><published>2008-07-06T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:46:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my day</title><content type='html'>ok lah. i lied about posting more pics on my blog. im lazy to do so.on the contrary, my sis is clearly not.so go check out her blog!&lt;br /&gt;alrighties...&lt;br /&gt;my day!&lt;br /&gt;great day.i woke up late for church.hey, it wasnt entirely my fault. alot of alarm clock problems, so blame human error ok. sorry to the peeps whom i &lt;strong&gt;ticked &lt;/strong&gt;off .haha.geddit, cause clock and stuff... ok nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;clement came over.we had fun decorating paper bags.ok.this might not give u a good impression,but rest assured that church isnt only about decorating papr bags. it was good fun thogh. we played some psp too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for milk run.everyone was pleased when it started drizzling.lol....yay....but, it stopped when we were there.we gave a run for our cash.literally. our school was kind enough to command to volunteer to donate 2 bucks each...caring is sharing ;{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, it was fun. i didnt get that unfortunate stitches i got during cross country.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;been thinking. maybe i shall start giving everyone i know a subspecies of hobo name.&lt;br /&gt;for example, my sis will be bazooka hobo, ill be impromptu hobo, and so on. it will bw fun.so contact me if u want a hobo rank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.....impromptu poem time. realisd that a few people like the water is murky part too. yeah.good times..&lt;br /&gt;this poem is dedicated to my teacher's poem....which everyone agrees isnt a poem(go ask al or hon lam..haha honlam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your poem is a bit skeptical,&lt;br /&gt;the word structure is erractical&lt;br /&gt;it didnt seem very tactical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your poem isnt really one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your poem came with bullet point&lt;br /&gt;and the part just doesnt join&lt;br /&gt;to memorise it is annoyin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so your poem isnt really one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;ok. not  bad huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3162614071430997065?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3162614071430997065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3162614071430997065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3162614071430997065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3162614071430997065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-day.html' title='my day'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-911682938470915699</id><published>2008-07-04T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:02:05.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots.hi guys. friday rocks.why? ive got time to blog! yay.okok.first off, i think i shall upload some pics because my blog is pretty dull at the moment. so here goes the photo gallery of the trip in US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. not disneyland yet(awww).but a tour around LA! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219154631348421970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SG4pfCVbhVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bBG-EFCZAMg/s320/CIMG3570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SG4pf4TndXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ur0jyCmZoBM/s1600-h/CIMG3569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219154645836330354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SG4pf4TndXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ur0jyCmZoBM/s320/CIMG3569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop. walk of fame. looked at the floor alot cause the names were there.and they have lots of guys parading in their own made costumes. something like cosplay, but its more of the western characters in contrary to manga cosplayers in conventions here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom is taking a pic with charlie chaplin. for a guy so quiet, he was pretty scary when he asked for a tip. yeah. thats iron man on the left. he looks like a mix of darth vader too.&lt;br /&gt;what daft irony..heheh(great homophones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SG4uJg6eLII/AAAAAAAAAAs/uhV50bmT1jE/s1600-h/CIMG3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219159759157865602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 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beaches? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please refrain to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your mind about questions on venive and venice beach. i guess they play alot of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bridge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there.hahaha.ok.that was not funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.the pic on the left shows my sis and i doing the high school musical jump thingy. my sis looks like a radiance of sunshine.i look look like a radiance of spasm.and the pic on the left was a random pic on the bus. shocked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN. having some tech difficulties. cant post anymore pics.oh man....nvm.&lt;br /&gt;will try agin tommorrow.now i think its time for an impromptu poem of my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was weird, and really funky&lt;br /&gt;nope. i wasnt mistaken for a monkey&lt;br /&gt;suffering from great teenage agnst&lt;br /&gt;swimming test is over.ok.thanks&lt;br /&gt;had to do a project with clar and aik tak&lt;br /&gt;my favourite pokemon is not psyduck&lt;br /&gt;our presentaion is really neat&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will be a hit&lt;br /&gt;catch out for it!&lt;br /&gt;dont tell alvin your crushes,hes a bane!&lt;br /&gt;poor clarence, Al says he likes_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ !&lt;br /&gt;the whole of singapore is in pain&lt;br /&gt;back in school...we are all disdain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots! love this poem to the max man! yeah swimming test wasnt too bad. it was... fun actually. the water is coaxing me to like it! nooo.hobos dont succumb to such things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-911682938470915699?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/911682938470915699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=911682938470915699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/911682938470915699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/911682938470915699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/07/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_nSTxFAwmAI4/SG4pfCVbhVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bBG-EFCZAMg/s72-c/CIMG3570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-1210876518717491457</id><published>2008-07-01T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T07:34:45.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woots. savioury is savoury man!</title><content type='html'>2nd saviour of the year is my cousin. finally got all my coms in my houses up and running.and now i inherit my aunts laptop and my sis inherits my giant desktop with the uber big screen.*sniff* its sad that i cant have my uber big screen, but at least i get free wi fi in macs.waaa. nick please dont be  jealous. macs and free wi fi makes the best hybrid of ownage. using my sis com, which was indirectly mine just a few hours ago. wahh.if i play rakion with this com. it will most certainly be lagg free. like wat swifter the blister says:its so l33t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fine. we had to write our  interest for some speech class.it was redundant.and seriously,'my interest' as a topic seems so primary school.i wrote about my blog.so now im blogging about writing about blogging! yay. for those who still dont know my blog .its &lt;a href="http://www.gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. hope u guys have fun reading it! click the hyperlink...u know u want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to go for this MILK run(mainly i love kids). to raise funds. was pretty fed up as first because its on youth day. but after a while i think its only fair to share the love that prospers the world like the first dash of crimson thats torches the sky at dawn. yeah. remind me never to do that again.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i find school a drag.i want to be back in the holidays where surfing the net and blogging at 10.32 is never a crime. apparantly, now it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to sleep! wont be bloggin till maybe the weekends! see you then. and please dont forget to read my blog!&lt;div 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man!'/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-7470838123874377549</id><published>2008-06-28T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T07:30:35.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my aunt lent me her laptop, so i finally got some proper internet access.so hooray! just that the spacebar is quite stiff, so i gotto watch what im typing...today was a normal day.redid my dnt designs.i dont think ms siti would accept  my design ofmy infant toys.one of which is the infant guitar.its just a guitar wif no strings and a a bunch of buttons.and the wordsinfant guitar is written on it.i noe what youre thinking, its a good design.yes.but i have to give 11o percent of my best work.the infant guitar was only 105percent.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. finally got into the naruto mood and started watching ep 130.yeah yeah. im super backtracked.u guys will be like"hey dude,its like the age of shippuden man..so why are u like stillwatchingtheoldnaruto?its like,not kewl..." ok.not many surfer dudes in singapore, but thats what u ll say if u are a surfer dude, or dudette for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;my sis' internetconnection isstill pretty erractic, but its better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;not much to blog today. so its super impromptu poem time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 10 3o at night&lt;br /&gt;im suffering from plight&lt;br /&gt;my mom is nagging for me to do my worky&lt;br /&gt;im answering"ok, later"she doesnt sound to perky&lt;br /&gt;if i make her mad, ill turn into jerkey&lt;br /&gt;or she scream at me like a turkey&lt;br /&gt;the water is murky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...this wasnt the best of my attempts.i like the murky part best!&lt;div 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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-5115217144642210575.post-8496598442443695667</id><published>2008-06-27T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:28:55.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to school today.wat a relief. school is better than elearning.im serious.i just dont think doing homework on the web is something fun.it degrades the computers.computers are meant to be played in a vigourous manner.its a gaming object, not another nerd utility like stationary.haha. well we all have to use stationary, but its only because we go to school. so that doesnt count.school was whacked up. for the first period of pe., our pe teacher didnt come, so we had to slack.yeah. pretty muach of the pe was spent doing nothing.i know, its depressing isnt it.it was for me. except for nerds.i bet they would say" hey, this guy is so lucky, and yet he doesnt know about.precious time like pe lessons can be used to do stuff,like assesments."yup our teacher told us something else which was pretty heart wrenching. we will be having swimming next week again.and this time w will be evaluated by some real life guard. does that suck or what?i wouldnt be using the dampening the spirits pun again cause i have been using it a tad too many a time.its not that i dont like swimming.its just that hobos are not adapted to swim. scarely we will have a race, and if i lose i have to kiss a tree again. sigh.poor honlam, he doesnt like swimming too.oh yeah, my sister now uses honlams name in her tribal language. it goes a bit like:shingala, haijaka buu honglam.lol. poor honlam, his name does sound like some foreign dialect, u have to admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.then we had english , which was reliefed by our homec teacher.our assignment was on food, so she spent a lot of time telling us about food and stuff, thus resulting in me not being able to finish my essay. come to think about it, i wouldnt be able to finish my essay anyway.i have poor time management.the highlight of the day was at dnt.ms siti, was putting up a strong front.i dont blame her.teaching in our school may lead to depression.it is not a problem, its an illness, so call your nearest doctor now. because depression is not a new fashion.yeah. so anyway. she was like holding a cane in her hand when we entered the class.and throughout the lesson, she was like showing her bad mood face (not very convincing), and was struggling not to smile when she saw me sniggering. it was amusing. you cant blame me, so dont say"hey just give her a break la, shes trying to act robust in a desperate attempt to instill discipline to you".i dunno.i just think that she isnt cut out for the fierce type.shes more of the "yo russ, im not fierce, but instead, i laugh at your smile!" type of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for SYF grand opening. left wondering what the whole thing was about, because some dances were just random. what do you call 200 boys wearing three overlapping hoodies while holding some watermelon lookalikes in their hands which they raise momentarily?no, not fashion disasters, though thats is an accepted answer. if you said random,than yes!THE guess is right.yup.in a nutshell, i was dumbfounded by random stuff, and im addicted to some pathetic handphone game in jeremy.its so lame..yet very entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;yeah my sis wants me to do some poem for her.Impromptu poem time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dionne dionne dionne&lt;br /&gt;she is my sis that i love&lt;br /&gt;her friends came be pretty perv(ahem)&lt;br /&gt;she thinks she doesnt have curves&lt;br /&gt;she borrows lots of cash from me, what nerve!&lt;br /&gt;i dont get interest, so its not really worth&lt;br /&gt;maybe she should go be a smurf&lt;br /&gt;who lives in perth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yeh.not bad.the smurf and perth are extra.aiya.not many thinks rhyme with love leh. homlam doesnt, so sori sis, i couldnt add him.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-8496598442443695667?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/8496598442443695667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=8496598442443695667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8496598442443695667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/8496598442443695667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-back-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090884488980322605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-3110075558878973016</id><published>2008-06-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:15:26.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life's surprises</title><content type='html'>life surprises me.&lt;br /&gt;it surprises me how using the computer can be so stressful.elearning will scar me for life. doing work on computer stinks! its just not my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;type.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haha that was funny!yay! elearning scars for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im surprised that my computer's internet connection still stink...ok im not&lt;br /&gt;im surprised that our interclass soccer team got second.great job guys.that was shocking.&lt;br /&gt;im still very surprised that cinema tix pricing is like a dollar seventy five and that a wii there is $250.darn it.i want a green card.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3110075558878973016?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3110075558878973016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=3110075558878973016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/3110075558878973016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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itself!on friday, i have to go for the opening of the SYF thingy. i unfortunately got randomly pick.yeh rite. everyone knows i am not the luckiest kid on the blog.if i get the honours of kissin a tree, i would never get selected randomly. mr koh rigged the selection.darn. its until 10!ill be missing the church thingy.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thats my week in a nut shell, which is quite a small nut.if jeffrey and jeremy were to read this part of the post , they would be lauging at the nut comment. dirty bastards. they were laughing at mr selva's explaination of nutrients in foods. many parts which had to do with nuts.&lt;br /&gt;linked clements blog, go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;pretty proud of our interclass basketball team, we have been training pretty hard and clarence finally got hold of the layup concept.just need some touching up, and we are ready to ass whoop and shoot hoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should it be time for an impromptu poem?&lt;br /&gt;nah....later&lt;br /&gt;my sis and i are discussing on which "band" should be considered the worst? jonas bros , or naked brothers band. is NBB even counted?im not sure, but this is just my opinion.make yours on my tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok . now its poem time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1b ballistics, that is our name(invented by yours truely)&lt;br /&gt;basketball, that is our game.&lt;br /&gt;u might think this poem is lame&lt;br /&gt;it is not&lt;br /&gt;u might think we will lose because the other classes&lt;br /&gt;have good players&lt;br /&gt;it is not&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is...&lt;br /&gt;is this even a poem???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;back to the drawing board with this poem&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, our bball team isnt too bad.we do have a high chance of getting in the top 3. speaking of bad..... lets come to the topic of our interclass soccer team who is playing tommorow!&lt;br /&gt;good luck guys. im kidding about the bad part. it was a bad joke...haha??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin did the quiz thingy which i tagged him to do,go check it out.  his poem is on royston. we 1B boys have a way with words dont we?&lt;br /&gt;Quite a racontuer, aye mate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...off to sleep. got to get up at 7 am tommorow to do the e learning thingy!nite!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-9049537593636312110?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/9049537593636312110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5115217144642210575&amp;postID=9049537593636312110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5115217144642210575/posts/default/9049537593636312110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to my heart and envy to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye great computer time which i can leisurely blog for one hour without feeling guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh!getting emo! i better get some cookies from the dark side to help cheer me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impromptu poem time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school&lt;br /&gt;feelin blue&lt;br /&gt;envy that winnie the pooh&lt;br /&gt;laze around, doing nothing but poo&lt;br /&gt;lets catch him and bring him to the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school&lt;br /&gt;feelin emo&lt;br /&gt;rather be in disneyland,finding nemo&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the world is turning dim....o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school&lt;br /&gt;very stress&lt;br /&gt;let evil thoughts manifest&lt;br /&gt;lets blaze the school to the ground&lt;br /&gt;than get chased by the police around town&lt;br /&gt;i think it over once more&lt;br /&gt;life's not too bad in singapore&lt;br /&gt;at least theres no natural disasters&lt;br /&gt;cause most of them are man made! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,not too bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;its true. homework and inflation is man made.&lt;br /&gt;no stampeding animals too....&lt;br /&gt;unless u are in orchard road during the great singapore sale&lt;br /&gt;good luk then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it, isnt global warming a man made issue?if so, than if all the natural disasters are caused by global warming, it will be counted as a man made natural disaster!&lt;br /&gt;oxy moron!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-3192385855745544405?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/3192385855745544405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5115217144642210575.post-4161141143486625853</id><published>2008-06-20T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:31:17.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ryan's stupid quiz thingy</title><content type='html'>I was getting bored, so i went to ryan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;I regretted it&lt;br /&gt;so now i have to do this really lame quiz which is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;but its ok since i like wasting time.so lets have fun with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q1) What will you do if your lover betrayed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.i wouldnt let her betray me in the first place.its not really specific what she betrays me over. a sweet? so i cant answer this question properly.next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q2)If you had a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my saying is if your dream can come true, its not really a dream. but if i dont answer this question properly, you guys may not want to read this at all.....&lt;br /&gt;hmm...im not usually a dreamer, but im hoping i get ruptured before needing to go for&lt;br /&gt;o-levels.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q3)if you could rid the world of one thing, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm..school?&lt;br /&gt;either that or horror films.they bring out the sick twisted part of people, and because im not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q4)Are confused of what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. i just take everything in my stride, and try not to get into serious trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q5)Which is more blessed,love or being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm.being loved.cause im on the receiving end.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q6)If your crush is taken, what will you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will most certainly be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;crushed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. but its not too severe for me to get emo or anything.a crush is a crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q7)Anything you feel unhappy about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats with the negative questions??ermm.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that singapore doesnt really have a shop dedicated to magic tricks and stuff, unlike US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q8)is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of question is that?&lt;br /&gt;yes it is. cause unlike unfortunate others,i dont get much spam.but my visit counter is out of whack,so.. what goes around comes around i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q9)Where do u see yourself in ten years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and i agreed that in the future, both of us will dye our hair blue and go be hobos.not a bad idea huh? i would form my own gang of hobos too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q10)who is important in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;God.hes great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q11)describe your tageer in 30 words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means ryan right?&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;here goes another inpromptu poem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan,ryan ryan&lt;br /&gt;can be pretty defiant&lt;br /&gt;he writes his own stories&lt;br /&gt;he does not own three lorries&lt;br /&gt;we both went to the birdpark once&lt;br /&gt;i like making stupid puns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! just nice! 30! the last stanza was about me, but who cares??&lt;br /&gt;NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q12) rich and single or poor but married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich but single lah. then get married after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q13)what do you do first thing in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q14)would you give it all in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;lol.depends on how old i am. now...im not to sure myself. cause im still young!so gimme a break man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q15) what would you do if your friend was gay?&lt;br /&gt;What type of quiz is this???Ryans going to pay for this!&lt;br /&gt;well, i would take him to church, like i would try to do to everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q16) What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Fun loving, but knows the boundaries kind of a friend.and also must be sympathatic. not to much to ask i hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q17)turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not? YAATAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q18)last thing to do before dying?&lt;br /&gt;turn my sister's tribal language into a understandable language(hon gabba shingabag hon lam!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q19)what will you do with a billion bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go be tony stark.lol&lt;br /&gt;im kidding.i would have a t shirt company which sell shirts with funny statements like "out of my mind, back in five minutes" kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q20)worst you felt this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really tired when in vegas cause of the weather there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q21) YAY! theres no question 21!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that wraps up my survey thingy&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to tag others so they have to do this quiz, but since im a nice guy, i wont make iot compulsory, unlike other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick the big, alvin the chipmunk, swifter, marcus the carcuss, my sis! and anyone from  my church!&lt;br /&gt;its not compulsury anyway. ms Tan must do it too! i almost forgot her! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5115217144642210575-4161141143486625853?l=gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gang-of-hobos.blogspot.com/feeds/4161141143486625853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/ht
