<?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-3832818478169915406</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:00:56.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would the world be without football?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4546752125440836108</id><published>2009-07-14T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:09:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ronald Reagan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X39dGQmBEww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X39dGQmBEww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant! One of a kind! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4546752125440836108?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4546752125440836108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4546752125440836108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4546752125440836108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4546752125440836108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/07/ronald-reagan.html' title='Ronald Reagan'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2201324936629696349</id><published>2009-06-25T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:56:41.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walao eh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH! I couldn't stop laughing! Watch this! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2201324936629696349?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2201324936629696349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2201324936629696349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2201324936629696349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2201324936629696349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/06/walao-eh.html' title='Walao eh!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-628795620496954408</id><published>2009-06-16T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:52:22.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mY6w4-2jIvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mY6w4-2jIvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say some more. Some more. HAHAHA!! Muthu damn funny!!!!!!!!!! Totally made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SjdDzXuNB7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Pp3sP6tpqDs/s1600-h/4695_109151696753_771051753_2770027_5080786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SjdDzXuNB7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Pp3sP6tpqDs/s320/4695_109151696753_771051753_2770027_5080786_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347817632345950130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its finally over...my short...yet not really that short stint at Page One. The farewell wasn't expected...for I thought I would probably just leave "silently"...I am not especially apt at handling farewells...but I really got a huge surprise when these very thoughtful colleagues of mine had something in store for me. I was touched..and for a moment lemon had some juice squeezed out of him (as orange said)...but I guess I was just overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated this blog for so long...so I suppose my readers will all have forsaken it...so I shall allow myself a little reminiscing over here.&lt;br /&gt;Ok...my 1st ever job...started on 25th November 2008 and ended on 13th June 2009. I still remember the briefing Orange and Felinda gave...and I was kind of intimidated by all the info..and then it was Irfan who showed me the ropes to Humanities matters...but it all kinda fell into place gradually...thanks to the help of these patient friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Orange is probably the da jie here...she knows everything and stuff...and she was also the first to talk to me online and gossip about stuff! So I feel comfortable with her and she has really been an awesome colleague to work with. &lt;br /&gt;Irfan..haha...he is really crazy...and I didn't realise that until I was into my last days there...he helped me ALOT with work and was always a fun presence to be with...especially with his LAUGHTER! Haha...he has the most contagious laughter...along with Pearlyn. Wasn't especially close to him...probably cuz we rarely worked together...but he is really a great dude...and always cheery! :)&lt;br /&gt;There is also Ayu...who I had an initial impression of her being "cold"...haha I dunno why but how wrong was I! I am so thankful for the nights I got to work with her...when we would talk about everything under the sun...from the existence of dinosaurs to celebs...and our favourite shane...and also to argue with her over liv and man u (also with lindy and my allies ismail and farhan)....she was great great fun to work with!&lt;br /&gt;Lydia...or Komodo Dragon...hahahha! I didn't get to know her until my final 2 months or so...but she is...like Ayu...somebody I really enjoy working with! Ok..for one she can listen to my bitching...and she is equally crazy compared to irfan! She can also engage in really intellectual discussions too...prob due to her eng lit background...but she really is a fantastic friend to have.&lt;br /&gt;Nawal is a great superior...who makes you feel as if he is not a superior...haha...he is flexible and doesn't put on airs...which makes it really relaxing to work under him. He can be lame and crazy too...I've caught glimpses of it! Haha but he really made my job much easier with his style of management.&lt;br /&gt;Alright...and then in the middle of it all...I was made to do cashiering...when Evelyn went for her op...but ops was equally interesting a dept to work in..and I am somewhat glad to end up working there too for I got to know lots of people better!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Cai is of course...a one of a kind superior...haha I've never seen anyone like him! But I really like the way he does things...and he is always protective of his staff...and I feel indebted to him for his kind treatment of me when I am at ops...Haha...and he still calls me "ah boy"...i wonder if he knows my name...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe...wasn't really close but we talked quite a bit at work! She is responsible from what I could see and she can really talk about anything also. I dun feel restricted when talking to her and she also gives me the big sister feel...haha&lt;br /&gt;Penny! One of those I really talk to a lot...and she is really great...as a friend and as a colleague. I really love working when she is around and she lets people feel at ease when confiding in her...hope she gets what she wants soon!&lt;br /&gt;Mark was a rare male presence in my female dominated work environment...so naturally I felt pretty at ease with him. He is always talking too...and is an engaging presence.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth...rarely worked with her but we were kind of similar...we were both HUM peeps who somehow got transformed to OPS...haha...but she is really nice and always easy to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn...I think I worked TOO MUCH with her! HAHA...but she..for all of her habits like pinching everbody's ass...has her virtues too...she can talk...and really talk a lot...which was pretty helpful during the long ops hours..haha&lt;br /&gt;Fatin, Hawa, Dyla! These 3 girls look like a group to me! And all 3 can really talk! I love working with them...cuz they are all so cheerful and full of rubbish! Haha...didn't get to see dyla for the last few weeks...but really kind of missed her nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;And so other than ops..I had several short stays at other sections too! Didn't really get to know the others from those sections well...but I think I really benefited from their friendliness and helpfulness...esp when I ran into difficulties...esp to Daya...who was the first person who really talked to me when I wasn't settled down in the initial months. Thanks for making me feel more at ease in a new environment! :))&lt;br /&gt;Ismail-my fellow true red devil and a most wonderful friend. I was probably closest to him during my stay there...and we had quite a few outings! I'm sure there will be more to come! Esp with the fruity gang...orange, shun ting, windy...i hope we'll all keep in contact!&lt;br /&gt;This has gotta be one of my lengthiest entries...but I think I would really want to keep these memories of all these great people in a permanent state...while the impressions are still deep in my mind. Thanks a lot for everything and god bless every single one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-628795620496954408?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/628795620496954408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=628795620496954408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/628795620496954408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/628795620496954408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SjdDzXuNB7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Pp3sP6tpqDs/s72-c/4695_109151696753_771051753_2770027_5080786_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6023109888574737312</id><published>2009-05-28T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:36:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserving Champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sh5WpNHkAfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/N44BWGLMocU/s1600-h/90BB6FD93EF24F44D93B97127DC8E3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sh5WpNHkAfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/N44BWGLMocU/s320/90BB6FD93EF24F44D93B97127DC8E3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340801474003993074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a United fan, today was a painfully endured day. What can one say when OUR crown was so comprehensively wrestled from our grasp? It hurts like hell to see Messi steer his header beyond the reach of Van der Sar. It sucks to see the blue and maroon clad Barca army twirling their scarves in the air even before the final whistle was blown. However, we were soundly beaten...by a team that is most worthy of usurping our throne. Congrats to Barca and anybody linked to the club however distant but I believe Fergie will engineer another fantastic season next year and who knows? We could be champions again! :D &lt;br /&gt;Been spending the past 2 off days at home...somewhat of a miracle in my mother's opinion...BUT I DUN LIKE IT AT ALL! I get all lazy and slack at home...and I end up staring like a moron into the computer screen, unable to lift an arm, or work my legs. I should get myself engaged in some worthwhile activity soon! Come 15th I will really need that stimulant to deter myself from commissioning myself as an official couch potato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6023109888574737312?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6023109888574737312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6023109888574737312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6023109888574737312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6023109888574737312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/05/deserving-champions.html' title='Deserving Champions'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sh5WpNHkAfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/N44BWGLMocU/s72-c/90BB6FD93EF24F44D93B97127DC8E3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8769656398032488305</id><published>2009-05-16T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:28:47.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resignation</title><content type='html'>It was not as awkward a process as I envisioned it to be. I had tendered my virgin resignation, and truth be told, there was no elation on my part. I am in no mood to elaborate on the issue either.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened before the Big Bang?"&lt;br /&gt;"What lies beyond the frontiers of the universe?"&lt;br /&gt;The boredom of work had somehow engaged the philosophers in Lydia and me. Its damn awesome working with her, for she has such an inquisitive mind. At times I stand in awe of her knowledge and I am always intrigued by her questions.&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Hawking: What lies north of the north pole?&lt;br /&gt;Haha...such elegance of simplicity. Does it even matter...what came before the big bang...in the grand scheme of things? Well I guess not!&lt;br /&gt;OK..most of you who bother reading my absurd postings must be puzzled by my randomness...for a resignation has no direct correlation with cosmological philosophy..and cosmology has no relation with whatever I am about to start rambling about (I haven't the faintest idea what I am going to bullshit about next too)...so peeps...this is a signal for you to &lt;strong&gt;stop reading &lt;/strong&gt;...unless you are so absolutely bored that my absurdity actually strikes a chord with you.&lt;br /&gt;I came across this application in facebook..about naming people you hope to meet. Lets see who would appear in my list (Totally random...not in chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Steve Jobs&lt;br /&gt;2) Roger Federer&lt;br /&gt;3) Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;4) Wang Lee Hom&lt;br /&gt;5) Stephen Hawking&lt;br /&gt;6) Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;7) Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;8) Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;9) Shane Filan&lt;br /&gt;10) Steven Spielberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Sportsmen&lt;br /&gt;2 Musicians&lt;br /&gt;2 Writers&lt;br /&gt;1 Director&lt;br /&gt;1 Actor&lt;br /&gt;1 Scientist&lt;br /&gt;1 Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports, Music, Literature, Movies...the typical stuff no-lifers engage themselves in..and I proclaim myself one. I wonder if people ever do feel, at some stage in their lives, a lack of earnest in anything they do. I so I am currently in transit through such a phase...for I find a dearth of passion in every endeavour I undertake...even reading and writing, which I used to relish doing, have lost their lustre. Isn't it a sad life I am leading now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go fucking sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8769656398032488305?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8769656398032488305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8769656398032488305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8769656398032488305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8769656398032488305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/05/resignation.html' title='Resignation'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6854915305309650453</id><published>2009-04-25T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:38:22.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAKA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;''They have some great players in Giggs and Scholes and especially Wayne Rooney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''One of my best friends, Anderson, is also there - how can anyone say no? They are the English and European champions and a great club to play for.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SfL_c9JVpuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/na4oFYAtcyU/s1600-h/kaka412milan20081207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SfL_c9JVpuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/na4oFYAtcyU/s320/kaka412milan20081207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328602182047868642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van der Sar&lt;br /&gt;Rafael, Ferdinand, Vidic, Evra&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo, Kaka, Scholes, Giggs&lt;br /&gt;Rooney, Berbatov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the midfield...but I assume if Kaka is in Ronaldo is out...&lt;br /&gt;I like Kaka...for his grounded way of life...and of course his ability with the ball...he might not possess Ronaldo's repertoire of tricks but he is an extremely effective playmaker...direct and fast...the way United plays...Ronaldo, though gifted with the ability to produce stunning moments that can take the breath away, is too much of a whiner and I am still appalled by his despicable attempts to leave United...the club who groomed him to the player he is today, for that unethical has-been club that hails from Madrid. If he really wishes to play in SPain..I guess nobody can stop him...but make sure he is adequately replaced...and Kaka doesn't sound too bad a proposition...though he is more of a central midfielder than winger eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is fast becoming a drag....I'm so sick of it :X but I assume the others who are so much more senior than I am will feel even worse! I find myself less inclined to go about the chores...and though I will eventually get around to it...I am executing them in an unconscious trance....haha...but I am in serious contemplation of terminating my stint there in June..a month's rest sounds deliciously enticing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is smooth sailing once again in my personal life...examination stress is pretty tough to take I guess...and I have not the authority to compound more stress upon that strained mind of hers. P.S. I have thoughts to share...but I assume it is better left unsaid till you are relieved of your stress...hope you can summon your all for this final burst! Do well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6854915305309650453?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6854915305309650453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6854915305309650453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6854915305309650453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6854915305309650453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/04/kaka.html' title='KAKA!!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SfL_c9JVpuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/na4oFYAtcyU/s72-c/kaka412milan20081207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3831757903157837482</id><published>2009-04-17T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:49:39.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Seh38JnupcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rkTIcKN0OLo/s1600-h/my+happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Seh38JnupcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rkTIcKN0OLo/s320/my+happiness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325638434624021954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna face this world alone, without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heartbroken....really heartbroken...to see ah gong like this... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Seh6bxZ5ZBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o0v0cDh4b3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Seh6bxZ5ZBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o0v0cDh4b3Y/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325641176902624274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it...the tears just came...i wish i can hug him...but he is not one for hugs...i hope its nothing serious...cuz i really wan more time with him...:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3831757903157837482?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3831757903157837482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3831757903157837482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3831757903157837482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3831757903157837482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/Seh38JnupcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rkTIcKN0OLo/s72-c/my+happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-7920628595798006955</id><published>2009-04-13T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:10:28.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Westlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SeK5ENE753I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sX1softoMdg/s1600-h/kok,+me+al.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SeK5ENE753I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sX1softoMdg/s320/kok,+me+al.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324021191386326898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome day out with the lads on Saturday! Anyway this pic is short of Albany...I haven't found a picture with all 4 as yet...but anyway the meal was very satisfying...thanks Kok...4 dat n 4 being such a sport...although you were rejected by aunties all night...hahah but nice 1 la~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SeK5zvqzHPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WwH4CexXQgs/s1600-h/Shane+Filan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SeK5zvqzHPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WwH4CexXQgs/s320/Shane+Filan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022008125791474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Recently...I've been digging all my old westlife songs out...n I realised I really like this dude's voice! Haha...n all thanks to the imeem experience that day with Ayu! Haha...its totally awesome...n I cannot wait for them to visit Singapore again-so we can go on another concert again k Mrs Yoga Lin? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Today is my off day!! off day!!! hahahah....i seriously need the rest man....zzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-7920628595798006955?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/7920628595798006955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=7920628595798006955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/7920628595798006955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/7920628595798006955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/04/westlife.html' title='Westlife'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SeK5ENE753I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sX1softoMdg/s72-c/kok,+me+al.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4020255644769555823</id><published>2009-04-09T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:17:27.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sd4E_gh3k-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/iBD1sghz15M/s1600-h/P4090006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sd4E_gh3k-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/iBD1sghz15M/s320/P4090006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322697298708763618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sd4DwDIwwUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nm03M8Rf4J8/s1600-h/P4090003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sd4DwDIwwUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nm03M8Rf4J8/s320/P4090003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322695933609165122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Zhe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a belated one to Kok and QM!&lt;br /&gt;'Knowing' was so riveting I scarcely felt the two hours while me by. Watch it guys...awesome show!&lt;br /&gt;TIRED!!! TOMORROW STILL GOT WORK!!! ARRGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4020255644769555823?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4020255644769555823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4020255644769555823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4020255644769555823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4020255644769555823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sd4E_gh3k-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/iBD1sghz15M/s72-c/P4090006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4086873434802801413</id><published>2009-03-30T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:48:04.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random musings</title><content type='html'>Tonight my workplace will be residence to an army of zombies. It sounds pretty fun actually, spending a night at Vivocity...something I've never done before...and probably will never get to do again in my life unless my life steers drastically off course from its intended path.&lt;br /&gt;It is a pretty unhealthy lifestyle that I am leading now...for my life hasn't a routine to it. One day I could be working well into the night, another I could be awake even before the sun lends colour to the dark sky. My off days, supposed days for my physical and mental retirement, are in actuality the most tiring days of the week. However the fatigue leans towards enjoyment...for these are the days when I relieve myself of the dearth of society I experience when working. I am now totally sure of my conviction to find myself a job that confines my professional life to the weekdays. It is no joy to lead a life that dictates your free time to be your friends' work time and vice versa. That is the point of taking up a temporary job during the holidays, for the trials would allow an insight into our preferred endeavours for the greater permanence.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it is pretty sad for my section to be lightened of its staff capacity by the departure of a certain bubbly personality...but I guess she has her priorities...and I wish for her all success with her schooling and internship :) For all her disturbing....I'm sure all of LIF/HUM will miss her presence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4086873434802801413?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4086873434802801413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4086873434802801413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4086873434802801413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4086873434802801413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-musings.html' title='Random musings'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3998911791731051310</id><published>2009-03-27T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:24:32.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxer</title><content type='html'>'Animal Farm' fascinates because of its relevance.&lt;br /&gt;Boxer is a horse who fervently abides by his motto of "Work harder"...regardless of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Society cannot do without them...for thinkers can never hope for any lofty ideas to bear fruit without the workers...workers who care not for the grounds upon which their labours are laid. Yes that is stupid...but yet we cannot do without such asininity. I feel like Boxer...&lt;br /&gt;I shall not endeavour to make secret of my resent. Why do they ALL seek me I fail to grasp. Is the assumption of multiple roles explicitly spelt in the constitution of my wage?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, a section's efficiency shouldn't be punished. If I finished my job, I've earned my dues. Should a section proves more laborious, sanity would dictate the affected to purchase the men required! To portray excessive zeal in rendering aid, I've learnt, is detrimental to the physical and mental faculties of the being in question. &lt;br /&gt;I haven't any point to prove. Industry wouldn't derive greater riches or recognition for me. Any assistance rendered is purely altruistic. Hence should the frequency prove excessive, ire seizes initiative.&lt;br /&gt;To be punished for the impropriety of another, I refuse belief in. To appear meek is to be reverent. A small pebble is enough to perpetrate far-reaching ripples in seemingly tranquil waters. Take heed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SczvlFfQYSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/x14s778pCQ0/s1600-h/rooflag-275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SczvlFfQYSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/x14s778pCQ0/s320/rooflag-275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888680425185570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3998911791731051310?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3998911791731051310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3998911791731051310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3998911791731051310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3998911791731051310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/boxer.html' title='Boxer'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SczvlFfQYSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/x14s778pCQ0/s72-c/rooflag-275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3822647355238030917</id><published>2009-03-26T22:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:38:46.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting! KINDLE</title><content type='html'>INFJ: "Author". Strong drive and enjoyment to help others. Complex personality. 1% of the total population. These are serious students and workers who really want to contribute. They are private and easily hurt. They make good spouses, but tend to be physically reserved. People often think they are psychic. They make good therapists, general practitioners, ministers, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...I'm a rarity! 1% ONLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESFJ: "Seller". Most sociable of all types. Outstanding host or hostesses. They may be dependent, first on parents and later on spouses. They excel in service occupations involving personal contact. 13% of the total population&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hers....she is not as rare...but still precious :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScuXwSQJeKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/45JqcBGCvHI/s1600-h/feat-libr-300px__V251249390_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScuXwSQJeKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/45JqcBGCvHI/s320/feat-libr-300px__V251249390_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317510640830085282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kindle 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a device that has held me intrigued since I learnt of its existence. &lt;br /&gt;The consummate threat to the existence of books? Or a feeble attempt at replacing an entity that has stood its ground since the dawn of paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike books, our fingers aren't required to keep open the book, hence making redundant the strain that a prolonged 'tripod' style of stretching our fingers while reading can cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word that defies comprehension? The device instantly derives the definition, hence allowing the continuity of reading. (Major Plus) For all book readers must be irked at some point over the havoc an incomprehensible word can wreck to the pleasure of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer will bookworms have their bags bursting at the seams in a meek demonstration of compression. This sleek device holds 1500 titles in its memory, and should you for some freak reason exhaust the collection, replenishment is readily available online at Amazon.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating these amongst other functions, I failed to find a single point to loathe about this device. However, the price is a hurdle...especially for students. However I feel this is the step to take for the evolution of reading. Books remain relevant only for the aesthetic appeal...a tool to satisfy the egos of men who refuse progress. It has always been said the essence of a book lies not in its physicality but in the content. Therefore I find no reason apt to justify the defiance of this product's being. The Kindle is to reading what iPod is to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel this entry is tantamount to treachery...for should it go mainstream...bookstores would find themselves defunct. Haha...and the immensely pleasurable experience of shopping at a bookstore would find itself extinct...which is a shame...The advocating of progress too, might be in itself a vice...Anyway it is a horrifying proposition to digitalise everything...I shall leave that for another day for I've once again fallen prisoner to fatigue...goodnight :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3822647355238030917?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3822647355238030917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3822647355238030917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3822647355238030917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3822647355238030917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/interesting-kindle.html' title='Interesting! KINDLE'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScuXwSQJeKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/45JqcBGCvHI/s72-c/feat-libr-300px__V251249390_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6992673964477098067</id><published>2009-03-25T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:15:46.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Departures</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bpd3raj8xww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bpd3raj8xww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oprah has here 30 minutes of valued advice...do watch if you can spare the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departures&lt;br /&gt;HW Rating: 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been some time since I last watched a film that made me laugh and cry so hard...and for that alone its worthy of my high rating! I particularly enjoyed the cello playing parts...the melody charges the air with an agonising melancholy...and the direction of the film relentlessly jerks the tears out of you. However it is a film that isn't cinematically magnificent...and thus would make a worthier DVD buy. However it has lived up to its billing as an Academy winner...and I'm thoroughly impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice would it be if my passion were Engineering/ Architecture/ Business/ Investment etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that "One day it will dawn upon you that money isn't everything" and proceeded to cite an example of her auditor friend who is making a comfortable living out of her profession but yet crying to her every night whining about the dearth of purpose in her work. I wouldn't want myself to end up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know something's wrong but yet my heart cannot word itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps 2 years is really enough to draft a horizon of disparity between us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...sleep serves as my only solace :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;don't fall asleep too soon&lt;br /&gt;the angels can wait&lt;br /&gt;for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come real close&lt;br /&gt;forget the world outside&lt;br /&gt;tonight we're alone&lt;br /&gt;it's finally you and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt meant to feel like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when i look at my life&lt;br /&gt;how the pieces fall into place&lt;br /&gt;it just wouldn't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see how my path&lt;br /&gt;seem's to end up before your face&lt;br /&gt;the state of my heart&lt;br /&gt;the place where we are&lt;br /&gt;is written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;i'll be right by your side&lt;br /&gt;through the laughter and pain&lt;br /&gt;together we're bound to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't meant to love like this&lt;br /&gt;not without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when i look at my life&lt;br /&gt;how the pieces fall into place&lt;br /&gt;it just wouldn't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see how my path&lt;br /&gt;seem's to end up before your face&lt;br /&gt;the state of my heart&lt;br /&gt;the place where we are&lt;br /&gt;is written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a few mistakes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;like sometimes we do&lt;br /&gt;been through lot of heartache&lt;br /&gt;but i made it back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when i look at my life (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;how the pieces fall into place (into place)&lt;br /&gt;it just wouldn't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;without you (without you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see how my path&lt;br /&gt;seem's to end up before your face&lt;br /&gt;the state of my heart&lt;br /&gt;the place where we are&lt;br /&gt;is written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at my life&lt;br /&gt;how the pieces fall into place&lt;br /&gt;it just wouldn't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see how my path&lt;br /&gt;seem's to end up before your face&lt;br /&gt;the state of my heart&lt;br /&gt;the place where we are&lt;br /&gt;was written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the state of my heart&lt;br /&gt;the place where we are&lt;br /&gt;was written in the stars &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmC7wuTNaBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmC7wuTNaBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it saves us again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6992673964477098067?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6992673964477098067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6992673964477098067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6992673964477098067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6992673964477098067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/departures.html' title='Departures'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8295971581649861976</id><published>2009-03-25T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:55:14.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit!!</title><content type='html'>Its past 2, but yet my faculties of thought remain sharp...thanks to a new addition to the family...&lt;br /&gt;His name is Zippy...or Zappy...or I just cannot be bothered....&lt;br /&gt;It has long ears, HUGE (and I mean humongous huge) eyes, and an uncanny ability to irk the shit outta me...&lt;br /&gt;To allow it residence in my room was a magnanimous enough decision...but to allow it to wreck absolute havoc wasn't a term explicitly spelt out in the contract!&lt;br /&gt;The bottle from which it drinks from, for some weird reason, produces a rattling sound...and thus destabilising the delicate tranquility enveloping the room...I abhor any distraction to my reading and this ZIPPY OR ZAPPY had the f***ing audacity to fray my nerves on his first night.&lt;br /&gt;Upon finishing my book, I fought an urge to stage a violent protest against my "adversary" but I succumbed. However to my bewilderment, which was shortly succeeded by an emotion that felt like a cocktail of fury and revulsion, I found myself staring at an enclosure (YES...IT IS A MAKESHIFT ENCLOSURE...CAGES WERE TOO EXPENSIVE IT SEEMS)which was devoid of any living entity. It was then that I saw it under my desk where my bags and documents lay claim as their abode.&lt;br /&gt;In case SPCA gets an unnecessary jolt by reading this, I shall state that no harm has come to that furry 'beast'. However I shall not make any pretence as to my displeasure...I shall make sure my brother, upon his waking, be greeted by a countenance etched with evident lines of ire.&lt;br /&gt;Animal Farm (yes...ironic as it may seem) is a book that holds an interesting premise. Orwell, after my reading of his 1984 and Animal Farm, is an extremely political writer. Probably aesthetically his writing holds little captivation as compared to Dickens or say even Austen, but his ideas hold tremendous potential for sustained debate. Concepts such as Doublethink, Newspeak, Thoughtcrime etc can only spawn from a mind as intricately brilliant as his.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly Animal Farm was a short read...&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I guess sleep is beginning to dawn upon my mind...BUT THAT RABBIT IS STILL REFUSING SLEEP!! ARRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8295971581649861976?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8295971581649861976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8295971581649861976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8295971581649861976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8295971581649861976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/rabbit.html' title='Rabbit!!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4635119627151512290</id><published>2009-03-24T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:17:41.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Hom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScfD-RZ4KoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/bWXwuXGh8dY/s1600-h/l2ee+hom+relief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScfD-RZ4KoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/bWXwuXGh8dY/s320/l2ee+hom+relief.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316433359725406850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Inspiration :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4635119627151512290?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4635119627151512290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4635119627151512290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4635119627151512290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4635119627151512290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/lee-hom.html' title='Lee Hom'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScfD-RZ4KoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/bWXwuXGh8dY/s72-c/l2ee+hom+relief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1078510204409543769</id><published>2009-03-21T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:14:23.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So so tired</title><content type='html'>想約在一個適合聊天的下午 &lt;br /&gt;分開很多年滿以為沒有包袱 &lt;br /&gt;我還打算回顧我們為何結束 &lt;br /&gt;還想問你是不是一個人住 &lt;br /&gt;當你的笑容給我禮貌的招呼 &lt;br /&gt;當我想訴說這些年來的感觸 &lt;br /&gt;你卻點了滿桌我最愛的食物 &lt;br /&gt;介紹我看一本天文學的書 &lt;br /&gt;我想哭 不敢哭 難道這種相處 &lt;br /&gt;不像我們夢寐以求的幸福 &lt;br /&gt;走下去 這一步 是寬容 還是痛苦 &lt;br /&gt;我想哭 怎麼哭 完成愛情旅途 &lt;br /&gt;談天說地是最理想的出路 &lt;br /&gt;談音樂 談時事 不說愛 &lt;br /&gt;若無其事 原來是 最狠的報復 &lt;br /&gt;當我想坦白我們的樂多於苦 &lt;br /&gt;你說水星它沒有衛星 好孤獨 &lt;br /&gt;我才明白時間較分手還 殘酷 &lt;br /&gt;老朋友了 再沒資格不滿足&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How beautifully drafted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strange it should sound for one to sing himself into melancholy...yet it happened. I really appreciate my buddies satisfying my singing craving tonight...it didn't come cheap but I thoroughly enjoyed belting out the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a "lyrics" person or are you a "melody" person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody grabs the attention but the lyrics finishes you off by penetrating the soul. I adore lyricists who can, with their deft strokes of the pen, weave enchanting poetry which wrenches your heart dry of emotion. For all of Jay Chou's musical prowess, it is Vincent Fang who guarantees the timelessness of the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These nonsensical blabbering i assure you, is the natural product of my fatigue induced stupor...I'm actually waiting for my hair to dry itself before I retire to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To You: It didn't make for pleasant reading...and should you attempt to make light of the matter, know that my rest was disturbed by the mere thought of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1078510204409543769?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1078510204409543769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1078510204409543769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1078510204409543769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1078510204409543769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-so-tired.html' title='So so tired'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3933094040812632760</id><published>2009-03-18T21:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:06:26.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of Despereaux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScD_2bjE_fI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LOO0TvH3shY/s1600-h/despereaux.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScD_2bjE_fI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LOO0TvH3shY/s320/despereaux.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314528870870089202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE TALE OF DESPEREAUX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there exists another family film that made me ponder and laugh as much as this one. In short, I'm actually glad &lt;em&gt;Departures&lt;/em&gt; wasn't available for it allowed my chancing upon this absolute gem of a kid's film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the creation of a world that exists in an alternate reality (Mouseworld or Miceworld I sort of forgot :p), I believe it to be the intention of the creators to make a mockery of our own world. In Mouseworld, mice are educated and subsequently armed with skills that will put them in good stead should the need arise. All mice are competently versed in the art of cowardice and scurrying, which is probably quite apt a skill to impart for it insures a child mouse against certain annihilation should they be confronted by nasty humans or rats, a supposedly savage and probably cannibalistic race. The educational system thus renders mice like Despereaux an outcast. &lt;em&gt;"Are you human or mouse?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However we know Despereaux yearns to be, in his words, a "gentleman". To qualify oneself as a gentleman, certain values or the "code of honour" has to be obeyed by. Chivalry, Courage, Honour&lt;br /&gt;All of these are "positive" values...and values we hope to be inculcated in our young. Yet for a mouse, these values presents to him a threatening set of circumstances. Fatality is almost assured for a mice with no inkling as to the guarantee of his own safety. This gives rise to a dilemma...morality VS practicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point of our youth we had to acquaint ourselves with moral education, from which we learnt of the positive values we are to clothe ourselves in. Yet such values, amongst them honesty, generosity, benevolence, hardly serves us well in the unscrupulous world that awaits us. Is such an education worth our time? Or are these values still relevant in this age to prevent a total erosion of human morality? Despereaux stands firm by his conviction, even upon the brink of death. How many of us will forsake survival for a staunch belief in our values? The annihilation of ethics has been gradual but conspicuous...and the sad truth is that we are powerless to halt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you see that the &lt;strong&gt;whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought&lt;/strong&gt;? In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it. Every concept that can ever be needed will be expressed by exactly one word, with its meaning rigidly defined and all its subsidiary meanings rubbed out and forgotten. Already, in the Eleventh Edition, we're not far from that point. But the process will still be continuing long after you and I are dead. Every year &lt;strong&gt;fewer and fewer words, and the range of consciousness always a little smaller&lt;/strong&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm held captive by Orwell's sophistication of thought. By using language as a means of totalitarian control, Big Brother allows not a thought of deviance to breed in the minds of his people. Imagine if there were no such word as "freedom" or "sadness" or "stress"...would these emotions/ideals cease to exist? Would the world come into a state of uniformity and would the lack of 'negative' words connote the eradication of any emotions contrary to those of bliss and happiness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, I've laid claim to a second hand copy of Animal Farm! :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3933094040812632760?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3933094040812632760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3933094040812632760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3933094040812632760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3933094040812632760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/tale-of-despereaux.html' title='The Tale of Despereaux'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/ScD_2bjE_fI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LOO0TvH3shY/s72-c/despereaux.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6472410141134184809</id><published>2009-03-18T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T03:05:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Guy</title><content type='html'>I proclaim myself an enigma.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first to confess to knowing nothing of myself at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Relations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all due candor, I'm not a people's person.&lt;br /&gt;Today just served as a blatant affirmation of my non-existent aptitude towards socialising. I almost always hope for a third person to join a company of two...for I nurse an incessant probing fear that our conversation might run itself dry...and that silence might find itself prominent in its sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence is golden, only when one's company is himself. For should one find himself in the society of another, the silence loses its lustre...and hangs thick in the air like a dense fog of awkward restlessness. I hold in utmost reverence the people who possess the gift of the gab...for its a skill which derives confidence, a trait which I sorely lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised today a shopping centre can seem so radically different after its closure to the public. When all is dark and the compound is left wanting of human presence, the contrast is left all the more stark. Men cannot do without company. Just now I pictured myself trapped in Vivo, with not a soul for company...and I figured I might lose all rational consciousness within 24 hours...for when one has no confidante for solace, the mind can prove an overwhelming dictator of thought. Zzz...I guess I let my mind wander a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; too far for comfort :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left appalled at certain aspects of work which cannot be made of public knowledge...yet my displeasure could be, a mere folly due to my being ignorant in the ways of the working world. I'm but a novice and this is my first job...therefore I do not know if its convention to utilise manpower in such a manner...but yet when I see a disparity in treatment within the institution itself...I fail to comprehend the reality of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6472410141134184809?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6472410141134184809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6472410141134184809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6472410141134184809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6472410141134184809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/weird-guy.html' title='Weird Guy'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4055674092458082220</id><published>2009-03-17T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:14:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worries!</title><content type='html'>I haven't visited the library for a few months already...and that would be a worrying statistic if I haven't an alternative avenue to satisfy my literary thirst...I've bought YET another book...Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell, whom I've developed a sudden interest for after a detailed inspection of his essays which are, blessedly available online...I enjoy his style, an assailing onslaught of words on a topic he disposed to disfavour. Certain essays did not strike me right but nevertheless one has to admire his ruthless yet elegant mastery of prose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa is hospitalised...and I was oblivious to it until I reached home and found his bed empty. In all honesty, his every affliction fills me with a trepidation I find hard to word. His aging seems a gradual certainty, for only when one stalls in his tracks from the daily bustle does one observe the strands of grey and the deeply etched lines tattooed on the face, stark reminders of the time that has passed us by.&lt;br /&gt;I see grandma unconditionally attending to my grandpa. She rubs his back, applies medication, converse with him WHILE simultaneously preparing Yang for school, supervising the maid in whatever she does and even worrying about my feeling hungry when returning from work! Mummy reminded her that we're no longer kids and that the concern is unwarranted for...yet my grandma with her tender affection still calls us "Nou Kias" which means children in dialect...probably to her, we'll always be the Wei Wei and Zhe Zhe who will beg for permission to go play at the playground and who, on first day at school, would cry and demand for her to stay at the school gate...which she dutifully did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me how love isn't a noun but a verb, and put to shame all the couples who, for all their profound confessions of affection, would end up tainting the other's name upon a severance of ties. I have never, for the record heard my grandma profess of her love for my grandpa...or even us for the matter. My dad was again preaching about the importance of filial piety on the car that day...but I feel he has no reason for worry...that's the least I could do for my grandparents and parents...for anything else would undoubtedly qualify me a heinous beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sb6IpZFr65I/AAAAAAAAAG8/6K0TuD-2AWY/s1600-h/P2210037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sb6IpZFr65I/AAAAAAAAAG8/6K0TuD-2AWY/s320/P2210037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313834855034514322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he gets discharged soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4055674092458082220?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4055674092458082220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4055674092458082220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4055674092458082220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4055674092458082220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/worries.html' title='Worries!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/Sb6IpZFr65I/AAAAAAAAAG8/6K0TuD-2AWY/s72-c/P2210037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4421707945837581579</id><published>2009-03-15T10:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:25:01.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNITED! MAN UNITED!</title><content type='html'>We were soundly beaten, that I cannot deny. 4-1 was indeed comprehensive humiliation. I may rebut the Scousers by painting the reality of the title race but yet in my heart of hearts, Manchester United was inferior to Liverpool...and where credit is due it must be given.&lt;br /&gt;The man in the reckoning for Player of the Year, the object of my idolatry and the man who inspired the record breaking clean sheets streak was, in all harshness, the villain of the piece. &lt;br /&gt;“Nemanja has been unbelievably consistent for us this season. Players do have off days, and he’s made a mistake. He’s a human being, all players make mistakes. It’s just a costly one for us.” -Fergie&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad the gaffer showed some support for the poor bloke. He must be crushed right now, having been ruthlessly exposed of his flaws by the Spanish maestro, Fernando Torres. I hope he manages to dust himself down and resume his terrorism of opposition attackers...he is capable and I belive all Red Devils are standing rooted behind the man.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the title race is now blown wide open yet again...as much as I cannot see Man U discarding the title in apocalyptic fashion, 4-1 would definitely serve as a painful reminder to keep our complacency in check and to keep on grinding the results en route to our capture of the titles and subsequently dethrone the team that had humiliated us so last night, from the perch of all time English title winner record.&lt;br /&gt;GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNSEh6qWSk8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNSEh6qWSk8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take a breath &lt;br /&gt;Pull me close, and take one step &lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes locked on mine &lt;br /&gt;And let the music be your guide &lt;br /&gt;(Troy and Gabriella) &lt;br /&gt;Now won't you promise me (Won't you promise me) &lt;br /&gt;That you'll never forget (That we'll keep dancing) &lt;br /&gt;To keep dancing (To keep dancing) &lt;br /&gt;Where ever we go next &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Troy and Gabriella) &lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightening &lt;br /&gt;The chances of of finding, someone like you &lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million &lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way we do &lt;br /&gt;And with every step together &lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better &lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) &lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gabriella) &lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh! &lt;br /&gt;No mountains to high enough &lt;br /&gt;(Troy and Gabriella) &lt;br /&gt;No oceans to wide &lt;br /&gt;Cuz together or not, Our dance wont stop &lt;br /&gt;Let it rain, let it pour &lt;br /&gt;What we have is worth fighting for &lt;br /&gt;You know I believe, that we were meant to beeeee &lt;br /&gt;(Gabriella) Yeeeaaaaahhhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Troy and Gabriella) &lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightening &lt;br /&gt;The chances of of finding, someone like you (Oooh like you) &lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million &lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way we do (The way we do) &lt;br /&gt;And with every step together &lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better &lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) &lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance &lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance? (This dance) &lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...cheesy as this might sound, but I'm absolutely smitten with this song...I think its beautifully choreographed...with the spinning and twirling...but all my colleagues are giving me the -_-!! look...its the tune...it refuses to escape from its captivity in my mind...anyway an occasional Disney is an essential tonic for the depressing realities that surrond us everyday! I miss the days when I would dance/ sing in front of the television while I'm fed my dinner. Work is beckoning...AGAIN! Haiiii....I'm seriously tiring from the travelling and long hours stuck at work...anyway just side tracking a bit....I cannot understand the disparity in effort between the publicity efforts of NUS and the other universities...yesterday at NUS Open House...I thought for a moment that I got the date wrong...for the entire compound was devoid of any carnival atmosphere...it was only after we ventured further into the campus that I realised there was an Open House after all...NTU on the other hand, had students swarming JE Interchange and they had a shuttle bus service too...maybe NUS should look into this? Then again...maybe the economic crisis had forced stringence upon their methods of conducting the fair...but Open House or no Open House...students will still wrestle for places there...so perhaps it was a budgeting masterstroke on their part...and the spare cash could be put to better use like inventing programmes or schemes to better benefit the student body...that I do not mind at all! :D&lt;br /&gt;OK...rubbish over...I should consider renaming this blog...haha...its like a rubbish bin where I dump all my thoughts, regardless of their sensibility...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Liverpool fans...enjoy it while it lasts ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4421707945837581579?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4421707945837581579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4421707945837581579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4421707945837581579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4421707945837581579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/united-man-united.html' title='UNITED! MAN UNITED!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6790202391171258492</id><published>2009-03-13T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:55:14.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholic</title><content type='html'>I'm in a melancholic mood...not made any less so by the gloom and doom that the world has come into subconscious acquaintance with recently.&lt;br /&gt;I have just come into the knowledge of a certain Briton putting his wife up for sale. How preposterous an act, yet ironically rational in its context (if one learns of his reasoning, however warped)! He claimed it a joke but I would have to question the origin of intent. Beyond the facade required to maintain his social acceptance, I trust deep within a welled up frustration had reared its hideous head, only to be forced back into oblivion by societal pressure. Guess what? The circus doesn't halt itself there! There were actually offers put forth! Humans truly are, in their most despicable form, a most vile and treacherous creature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SbqCi1Y07cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xh99F4Pducg/s1600-h/4120454466-for-sale-nagging-wife-very-high-maintenance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SbqCi1Y07cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xh99F4Pducg/s320/4120454466-for-sale-nagging-wife-very-high-maintenance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312702245395295682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual ad...which will probably induce a smile on most...an atrocious reaction of which I am guilty of...&lt;br /&gt;This blog makes for bleak reading...however as much as joy compels staunch keeping, sorrow demands a vent through which it liberates itself. This is my vent.&lt;br /&gt;Presently my heart presents an emotional labyrinth through which I have to navigate in pursuit of true happiness. I wonder if I am, in my basest form, the man that I am now? Or do we all mask ourselves to the point of forsaking our souls?&lt;br /&gt;Too philosophical...without the plague of examinations and other forms of human vices, I find myself the time for such idle contemplation...&lt;br /&gt;OK...the front was probably gibberish on my part...here comes my principal woe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I feel the power of 4 slowly depleting to 3...&lt;br /&gt;I am about to speak in riddles, so as to cushion any possible impact...&lt;br /&gt;Probably factors beyond my control gave rise to this drift. Work, GF, interests etc...&lt;br /&gt;That night at work, I related this concern of mine to a friend...as I did so my brows were furrowed, betraying my efforts to make light of so solemn a subject...apparently she faces the same dilemma...allowing me a solace in commiseration.&lt;br /&gt;Football, emotional confidence...and then silence&lt;br /&gt;I feel my fluency stemmed at this moment by the dawning of a realisation that perhaps a fervent enough effort was absent on my part...in participating in their arcade visits n work has impeded my endeavours to partake more in their gatherings...not only with my closest mates but with friends of lesser ties but equal stature.&lt;br /&gt;I recall with fondness our hardcore playing from school dismissal till evening, rain or shine, exams or no exams. Even the $20 for the broken glass...which on retrospect seems a small price to pay for the enduring friendship that stayed strong till this day...&lt;br /&gt;I just hope...for all of our differences and regardless of whatever path we may tread on (however diverse), we'll still remain ardent in our convictions to our friendship...(in the words of al: brothers of different mothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus ends my melancholy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SbqP2GHk_xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xRJcRKHX8Lc/s1600-h/s635565428_2613636_496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SbqP2GHk_xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xRJcRKHX8Lc/s320/s635565428_2613636_496.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312716869955026706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6790202391171258492?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6790202391171258492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6790202391171258492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6790202391171258492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6790202391171258492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/melancholic.html' title='Melancholic'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SbqCi1Y07cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xh99F4Pducg/s72-c/4120454466-for-sale-nagging-wife-very-high-maintenance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2670708566114915918</id><published>2009-03-10T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:34:37.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting...pretty accurate too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling appreciative for having friends who reserve very kind words for me. Thanks a lot :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2670708566114915918?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2670708566114915918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2670708566114915918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2670708566114915918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2670708566114915918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8055934419799791478</id><published>2009-03-05T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:16:24.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journal</title><content type='html'>Secondary school was a rite of passage, one of self-discovery. Or so my teacher reckoned. “The best way to discover yourself,” he said, “is through writing, be it to yourself or to another.” Thus, our journals were born, wrapped in an array of coloured paper and stickers. When all were stacked together, the books formed an artificial vertical rainbow, albeit a pretty short one. Little did I know that this additional piece of homework could turn out to be the catalyst for some stirring realisations that followed me up till this day.&lt;br /&gt;  Every week was the same struggle. A fresh page in front and a twirling pen in hand. Add a dazed look on the face and you get an uninspired student who was dying to grab a football and commence a five-a-side game below my block of flats. However detention was too strong a deterrent and I found myself forcing radical ideas into my mind, hoping one of them could make the cut. One particular weekend, my routine trance was unceremoniously interrupted by an unusually loud cough. It had happened before, but I didn’t really pay attention to it. Now that my attention was on it, the cough had a hoarse feel to it. It wasn’t your usual phlegm induced cough. It sounded more like raw and rough air being rushed up your windpipe, leaving in its trail an irreconcilable damage. It sounded painful and I remember a cringe when I heard the second one came about.&lt;br /&gt;  I wrote furiously. I was scared of something that was always there. I was scared to lose a cherished and loved entity-but I was helpless. I figured since teachers were supposedly know-it-alls, I could engage him in an informal correspondence through this idea of his.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kam,&lt;br /&gt; My daddy smokes, and its bad. His coughs are loud and painful sounding. I know it is because he smokes, for my coughs do not sound like that, nor my brother’s. I wish he could stop…I can promise him to study hard and get four ‘A’s. If only he promise me he’ll stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            Hsien Wei&lt;br /&gt;  Mr Kam left me a reply. “Make him the promise,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;  Honestly, if only it were that easy. It’s an addiction. Television taught me that the kicking of an addiction could bring about an indescribable agony. I pasted my Dad’s face on the actor in my memory, who had spasms on the floor and white foam emerging from the corners of his mouth. I didn’t make that promise.&lt;br /&gt;  The following weekend I went into my semi-conscious “uninspired” trance again. I stopped twirling my pen and slammed it onto the table. Maybe a shower can do me some good, I had thought.&lt;br /&gt;  Still drying my hair with the Manchester United towel I always used, I froze at the sight of a man sitting at my table and holding up the book that had David Beckham and Ryan Giggs gracing the cover. I hid behind the door and peeked. He was at a page where there was a hint of red at the bottom of the page. Red ink? As the realisation dawned upon me, I stuffed my fist into my mouth, hoping to stifle the gasp that threatened to emerge from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;  After a few practices at feigned nonchalance by the mirror, I ambled my way into my room, seemingly unperturbed by the fact that my room was intruded upon while I was having a mini-concert in the steamy confines of my shower.&lt;br /&gt;  Daddy turned in a smooth swivel of the chair and looked intently at me. It was bloodshot but no sign of any tears anywhere. He reached for my hands and patted the top of my palms before proceeding with the traditional pinky hook. Without saying a word, he stood and left. I stared at my book, which now emitted a magical glow. It was then that I saw the smudged ink from my previous entry. Smiling, I closed my book and took out my science textbook. I had a mission, and while I scouted for journal ideas in my imagination, I could begin fulfilling my promise.&lt;br /&gt;  In the weeks that ensued, my dad started a new “addiction”. He began a compulsive habit chewing a funny looking gum. The more he chewed, the less frequent the trips to the Marlboro selling uncle at the neighbourhood provision shop. It was June, a good five months before I could produce solid evidence of my keeping of the pact made with my father. However, he seemed to have embarked on his promise fulfillment prematurely. Not that I minded!&lt;br /&gt;  “I haven’t touched a single cigarette stick this whole week,” he mused, “I did my part and now it’s your turn!”&lt;br /&gt;  Daddy ruffled my hair with his hands. It was a pretty stressful statement for him to make, considering my atrocious common test grades. However, Daddy kept his promise and I had to abide by mine too.&lt;br /&gt;  Before I realised it, the calendar was at the November page. A week after the final paper was handed in, I found myself standing outside the metal grilles outside my house, report book in hand. I had inserted the key into the lock when I froze myself in an awkward position- I had caught the slightest whiff of cigarette odour.&lt;br /&gt;  After the childish bawling that followed, I grasped the reality of the situation. I had kept my promise, but so had Daddy. The cigarette odour that had diffused to my nose had indeed originated from a stick that my daddy lighted. However, he had only picked up the habit again after a major client from his business had offered him a stick. Could I really blame him for being a victim of circumstance?&lt;br /&gt;  Daddy still smokes now, but restricts himself to a minimal number of sticks per day. Occasionally I still hear the cringe-inducing cough that sparked our pact eight years ago. I still harbour the hope that he can break the habit for good one day. The journal had failed if I choose to think in lieu with its literal task, which was to stop my daddy from smoking. However, it allowed my daddy a sneak peek into my innermost emotions. Within the sea of words in blue ink, I am sure he heard me loud and clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8055934419799791478?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8055934419799791478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8055934419799791478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8055934419799791478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8055934419799791478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-journal.html' title='My journal'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-302952665539074641</id><published>2009-03-04T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:19:57.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time!</title><content type='html'>Its been ages since I last posted an entry...probably I've allowed lethargy to get the better of me since...&lt;br /&gt;Its now past midnight, and Ive just finished bathing and am currently in a hibernating state in front of this computer. Today was Page One's cohesion event.. and surprisingly I stayed through the entire event. I hadn't expected myself to but I guess the Wii did have its charm ;)&lt;br /&gt;3 months into the job..and truth be told..I have experienced some infuriating incidents which are pretty much inconvenient to divulge in this very public domain. However the job wasn't without its perks..most of the superiors are doing an admirable job and they have thus far guided me along with utmost patience...and for that I feel really thankful..moreover my colleagues have been a fun bunch to be about with and I no longer feel the isolation that draped me in a mist of depression and uncertainty in the initial months. I feel at ease...and no longer harbour intentions to give up. I guess I owe so much to this person who is so dear to me. Army, work, school...no matter the setting, Ive always struggled through the initiation phase..."credit" to my reclusive nature. Never have I been one to approach people...and I'm pretty lucky to have met people who bother to extend their warmth to miserable people like myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now devouring books with an unprecedented intensity. Work, Read, Surf net, Watch movies...my life has settled itself into this slurring stagnancy...and some of my friends have pointed out that I lead a boring life...to a certain extent I do agree but I was never a "live life to the max" kinda guy...I derive pleasure not through an attainment of divine status at the local club nor do I please my senses by lubricating my throat with the musky scent of liquor...my idea of pleasure is cuddling up by my sofa and immersing myself in the literary beauty of Dickens' prose or Stoker's dark imagery. I also please myself by huddling close to her and appreciating "The Duchess" in its Victorian splendor. Or even an occasional concert by my favourite singer...though rare...thanks to the hefty price tag for the tickets...I just hope people understand my passive character and that all is entitled a fair shot at making a choice as to what type of character we want ourselves to be moulded into...&lt;br /&gt;Daddy held a lengthy correspondence with me in the car yesterday with regards to my choice of major...even after 2 full years of honest contemplation, I still haven't got a clue as to what I wish for myself to partake in NUS...Following my heart to do English? Or allowing my rationality to get the better of me and impose upon myself a less favoured subject such as Economics/ Accountancy etc?&lt;br /&gt;Murky as the future may seem...I am filled with optimism nevertheless, that my choice will be supported by my parents and all that matter...Lethargy has once again claimed me victim...as it starts to hold my mind and body asunder...I shall end this entry with a note that is NOT intended for the eyes of my dearest friends who even bother to read and take an interest in my mundane thoughts. It is..of course open for reading if you wish to but a consumer discretion: May contain mushy content. Haha..Cheers to all! :D&lt;br /&gt;To XL:&lt;br /&gt;I am clueless as to what would actually happen to me if you cease to be part of my life anymore...but I am not really mulling over that possibility either...and I honestly do not fathom what could have sown the thoughts in you that derived your insecurity but I have a conscience as clear as any that you are peerless in my heart...still goin strong my dear!&lt;br /&gt;"It just wouldn't rhyme without you!"--I still yearn for the day when we can walk down the aisle to this line :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-302952665539074641?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/302952665539074641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=302952665539074641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/302952665539074641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/302952665539074641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-time.html' title='Long Time!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2406333174144418858</id><published>2009-01-14T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:32:11.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>Haha...something amusing happened at work today...I was busy serving customers when suddenly this lady walked up to the counter and started changing her heels right in front of me! I was about to tell her to move out of the way when she suddenly stood up. To my surprise..it was Joanne Peh. Funnily...I didn't realise that the cameras were already set up beside us and suddenly I was asked by the director to pretend to serve her in one scene...so unwillingly...I became an "extra" in the show...hahha...its weird being in front of the camera...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing further! Just thought it worthy of a mention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2406333174144418858?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2406333174144418858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2406333174144418858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2406333174144418858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2406333174144418858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/01/tv.html' title='TV'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2939186473295056236</id><published>2009-01-14T09:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:45:51.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God</title><content type='html'>Now I know why atheists do not believe. Look at this...will a supreme and kind being allow this to happen to His children??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1Ag5Ev4ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCC-40ch3Kg/s1600-h/3173C86AB58F4BA905D767164BCBE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1Ag5Ev4ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCC-40ch3Kg/s320/3173C86AB58F4BA905D767164BCBE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290956071050928530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1ASSwBJ1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/C2mI_kBUU9k/s1600-h/4D19E15191B35DC275D14E1DD268C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1ASSwBJ1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/C2mI_kBUU9k/s320/4D19E15191B35DC275D14E1DD268C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955820245264210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1AqcEnttI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jFYGjDFSz8A/s1600-h/AFB548C53263CF6A2FFB56CCA4F2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1AqcEnttI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jFYGjDFSz8A/s320/AFB548C53263CF6A2FFB56CCA4F2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290956235064456914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1AydNbmrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KYRj5GMr5bw/s1600-h/14DB87859CC5CFA4930E0803E5310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1AydNbmrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KYRj5GMr5bw/s320/14DB87859CC5CFA4930E0803E5310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290956372808800946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture really gave me in to my fury. I feel so helpless. I wish people can go over and render them some humanitarian aid...but that is not possible now cus the Israelis will stop their tirade!&lt;br /&gt;Violence begets violence. Israel knows that the Hamas militants will definitely strike back, which they already have done. Can you seriously blame them for retaliation? So this will continue...a war that knows no victory...for all the bullshit of "The end is in sight" propagated from the Israeli government. In a war that has only losers...why continue? In all rational thought why continue? These children deserve a shot at life. They are not the ones holding guns, missiles, mortars and what nots that threaten the livelihood of the Israeli innocent beings. Wake up please and do something about this preposterous violence that is going on. If these pictures do not grab your heart and twist it like a piece of soaked clothing you want to drain dry...you probably do not deserve to live at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something...the US, the UN...all the powers of the world. Talk is cheap..do something constructive. Before more die...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2939186473295056236?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2939186473295056236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2939186473295056236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2939186473295056236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2939186473295056236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh My God'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SW1Ag5Ev4ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCC-40ch3Kg/s72-c/3173C86AB58F4BA905D767164BCBE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8885491150387909097</id><published>2009-01-10T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:29:24.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Writers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SWhbHrTK44I/AAAAAAAAAF0/dlogbIzPR08/s1600-h/11302f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SWhbHrTK44I/AAAAAAAAAF0/dlogbIzPR08/s320/11302f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289577949786989442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the book quite some time ago and now I've watched the film (thanks to Kenneth's recommendation). Finally a film has lived up to the lofty expectations set by the book, a feat not many films can lay claim to.&lt;br /&gt;Not many teachers will think of working part time to fund school trips and buy books for their teachers out of their pockets. I love the way Miss G stands up to her hostile detractors in school. That unfortunately, is the grim 'reality' that many of our educators have acquainted themselves with. You do not go out of your way, depleting resources which could have found themselves of use for a more noble purpose, plainly in the efforts to paving a path on which students of a lesser academic ability can tread upon. We groom students who help themselves. We enrol them in programmes and lessons that would enable them to draft a whole horizon of superiority between themselves and the supposed delinquents.&lt;br /&gt;I fear trying my hand at education upon graduation. I've heard the rewards that beckon but at the same time the stories of horror students and parents mar the beautiful portrait in my mind. Miss G's first day in school staged a preview of the things I should expect. Do I have that nobility in me to sacrifice so much, even my marriage (in her case), just to help a bunch of students who refuse to help themselves? Then again her predicament is vastly different from the ones I might face. Her students behave as such because of their violent lifestyles. Singapore's students, in general, live a comfortable if not extravagant life. The lack of motivation generally can only be attributed to an attitude of a less desirable nature. I've 4 years to decide!&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with my JC mates later on! Been some time since I last saw them...been too busy with work..luckily today's an off day! It has also been almost 2 months since I touched a football!! OMG...my social life is in ruins...&lt;br /&gt;I've watched so many movies recently...and I find it amusing that I couldn't find a new movie to watch on Thursday! Ended up watching "The Duchess" which, for all its Victorian splendor, wasn't much of an interesting spectacle. Zzzz...I'm just waiting for Red Cliff II! :)))&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been made cashier. Its a stressful job...because you'll have to balance any discrepancies with your own money...but it also allows you to work under pressure and deal with some really difficult customers. &lt;br /&gt;There was this Caucasian lady who demanded the reason behind the prices charged to her. She didn't grasp the explanation pretty well and began on her childish tirade that contained insults and expletives. I was fed up but my colleague was even more so. The abuse wasn't directed at me but I felt for my colleague. Before she left, she further stoked the fire by calling my colleague a "stupid Asian". Hai..how juvenile can one get? She is old enough to be my mother and yet she allows an unbecoming spectacle of herself in the full view of the audience at the store. Her ignorance extends itself to her apparent racism. Does she not know that whichever continent she hails from cannot survive without Asia's cooperation? Does she not fathom the very simple logic of the not-so-new phenomenon that is globalisation? Nobody is superior to nobody anymore madam. If any, your actions only showed me what a lowly and uneducated scum you actually are.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I get the idea behind customer service but some people actually abuse their customer rights. I get very friendly gentlemen and ladies who share their cheers and salutations when I serve them. It feels good and I get a sudden impetus to provide my best service for these people. Service courtesy should be two-way. We serve with a smile and when you as the consumer have had a bad day should just have the basic courtesy to just leave us as we were. Hostility will almost always be met with hostility, its a natural human instinct, an animalistic one even. When confronted with another male lion the lion will very naturally fight back. Humans are different because they have the ability to reason you might say. So we have a part of our brain that tells us to stuff our fist into our mouth when a customer displays aggressive behaviour. Actually we should...*thinking&lt;br /&gt;That would make him/her the animal :D I'll keep that in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The key to life is reading and running!" - Will Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8885491150387909097?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8885491150387909097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8885491150387909097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8885491150387909097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8885491150387909097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2009/01/freedom-writers.html' title='Freedom Writers'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SWhbHrTK44I/AAAAAAAAAF0/dlogbIzPR08/s72-c/11302f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4834654981896971650</id><published>2008-12-12T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:41:47.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape No 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7GRIWlwkXE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7GRIWlwkXE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SUJboLXNlPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9W6LXCeBBMw/s1600-h/Cape+No+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SUJboLXNlPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9W6LXCeBBMw/s320/Cape+No+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882459034686706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果海會說話　如果風愛上砂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果　有些想念遺忘在漫長的長假 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會聆聽浪花　讓風吹過頭髮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;任記憶裡的愛情在時間潮汐裡喧嘩 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;非得等春天遠了夏天才近了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是在回首時終於懂得（也許天氣永遠會那麼熱） &lt;br /&gt;當陽光再次回到那　飄著雨的國境之南&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會試著把那一年的故事　再接下去說完 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當陽光再次離開那　太晴朗的國境之南&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳會不會把妳曾帶走的愛　在告別前用微笑全歸還 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海很藍　星光燦爛　我仍空著我的臂彎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天很寬　在我獨自唱歌的夜晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請原諒我的愛　訴說的太緩慢 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! Pls go watch Cape No 7 if you haven't already! I never knew Van Fan could sing so well! I'll notice him more from now on..haha..but seriously..its awesome. I feel very happy and light after watching the movie...and the songs are so fantastic. I really miss laughing at the "National Treasure" already! HAHA..watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkWUx-4epKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkWUx-4epKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man seriously funny...cheered me up so much :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music makes the world go round! It gives me joy...reminds me to love and provides this world with so much beauty! Watch it ok? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4834654981896971650?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4834654981896971650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4834654981896971650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4834654981896971650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4834654981896971650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/12/cape-no-7.html' title='Cape No 7'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SUJboLXNlPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9W6LXCeBBMw/s72-c/Cape+No+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-860568120951792735</id><published>2008-12-09T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:59:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bn-I2BlHxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bn-I2BlHxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeHom's new album doesn't sound as good as the previous albums but nevertheless I'm still going to buy it!;) This song sound ok..but the lyrics are not as impressive...I hope the other songs are better than the ones I've heard so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ST3e83MLMVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wwYfwrkl3_U/s1600-h/Musicman+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/ST3e83MLMVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wwYfwrkl3_U/s320/Musicman+cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619475536621906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-860568120951792735?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/860568120951792735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=860568120951792735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/860568120951792735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/860568120951792735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/12/heartbeat.html' title='Heartbeat'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/ST3e83MLMVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wwYfwrkl3_U/s72-c/Musicman+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8040159371368665327</id><published>2008-12-05T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:22:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>Glad you are hooked-I was on tour last year in Singapore!Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/STkrHtfx77I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mMt5Cf2a1dY/s1600-h/Nineteen+Minutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 95px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/STkrHtfx77I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mMt5Cf2a1dY/s320/Nineteen+Minutes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276295849913216946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I'm awe-struck..by the fact that she even bothered reading my little comment, much less replying it! Anyway I've minted her as my favourite writer already...never has a book captivated me in such a way. Its only my virgin foray into her literary world and already I'm hooked. Should have listened to my animated girl when she intro-ed me to her books. Anyway Nineteen Minutes is such a riveting read..I find it extremely irksome to be disrupted. She reaffirmed my determination to be a published writer one day and I hope she continues inspiring me with her resplendent work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been tiring but enjoyable. I get to know which books are worth a read and which are not. Haha..somehow I find it amusingly coincidental that my first job is so bookish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working life has somehow restricted my social activites..esp with my JC mates...so sorry andrew for ps-ing you all so many times..and also sorry for compromising the Devilish Gunners training sessions..somehow I wish school will start soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats it for now...I'm going to bury my nose in my book again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8040159371368665327?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8040159371368665327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8040159371368665327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8040159371368665327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8040159371368665327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/12/jodi-picoult.html' title='Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/STkrHtfx77I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mMt5Cf2a1dY/s72-c/Nineteen+Minutes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4756331434908702591</id><published>2008-11-24T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:49:13.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By your side</title><content type='html'>I'm touched..by the show..and what a brilliant performance by Chen Hanwei..and the show prompted many thoughts about my current relationship...is mine strong enough to endure such extreme distress? "Mummy will be Daddy's eyes, Tian Tian will be Daddy's crutches" I loved this statement...and I really hope my future family will be as strongly bonded. Its hard to promise anything because we are not put under the actual circumstance but I would want to try my best in becoming "A good husband and a good father" and never leave my wife..whether in sickness or health. I hope to be able to do that! I'm inspired by the show :))&lt;br /&gt;Haha...finished the corny bit..I'm starting work TOMORROW! I have no idea what I'm feeling right now..worried, sian, excited, fearful all rolled into one. Its my first job after all..and I have no idea how my colleagues will be like..I hope they are a friendly bunch!&lt;br /&gt;The Devilish Gunners tour was a blast! The Space shot ride was in jere's words "ball-shrinking"..haha..I've never experienced that in my entire life! It was like jumping down from a very very tall building...and my butt was nowhere near the seat...that really exploded the adrenaline into my brain...and the taxi that cornered the hairpin turn at 100km/h...not mentioning my first ever clubbing experience...I never knew dancing could be such an abandoning experience...I was totally happy and lost in my little alcohol bubble...not drunk but very airy...my energy is totally zapped...I wonder how I'm going to survive work tomorrow...hahah...and I hope the picutres will be out soon! It has been a very happy few days for me...I guess I am ready to undertake the challenges of working life! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4756331434908702591?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4756331434908702591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4756331434908702591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4756331434908702591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4756331434908702591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/11/by-your-side.html' title='By your side'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-541743822164022415</id><published>2008-11-12T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:12:27.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all over...ORD</title><content type='html'>I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did..and it wasn't on the script. I was supposedly emotionless..and besides the administrative cock-up had frayed my nerves a little..but I still did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic- "You jealous that you don't have such a good sergeant ah?"&lt;br /&gt;Ara- "The sect com who inspired the fastest mine cluster"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so touched. I'm appreciated and I did my part as their commander. I feel proud that I did a good job with the organisation that I share a love-hate relationship with. P6 and MEC HQ will always be a part of me wherever I go. All the shit..all the fun...all the cursing we shared over our chef de cuisine feasts...I will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reserve special mention for my greatest friends at MEC. Kenneth, Danne, Yao Zhen, Kok Loong n Eugene...thanks for accompanying me on my last trip out the gates. Although you guys saw a really ugly me with eyes red and wet..I guess you guys probably understand too that I really miss the great slacking times we had, the canteen breaks, the talk cock sessions...I am not sore about going over there because of you guys. Thanks for making my stay so fun and enjoyable..Hope I get to meet u guys after ur xiao long bao feast! I'm so sorry I cannot make it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P6...esp my sect 3..for the memories..the squeezing inside the vehicle...the prep for ops...the soccer competitions, the buffets...everything! It was sad leaving Bravo but now that it is all just a memory...I feel even worse. I hope I did a good job leading u all and hope everything goes well for ur ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper..for being such a great friend...hope we stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno who will actually read this but typing my heartfelt thoughts I feel is an appropriate way to draw a curtain to the past 22 months of mixed emotions. BMT first day to the moment my pink IC touched my fingers...it has been a roller coaster ride of emotions. I love my family...I love my gf more since...to baby: we made it! :) Thanks for goin thru my hell and my heaven with me...Ti amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD LO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-541743822164022415?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/541743822164022415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=541743822164022415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/541743822164022415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/541743822164022415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-all-overord.html' title='Its all over...ORD'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-540840008919086321</id><published>2008-11-06T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:49:50.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Hom!!!</title><content type='html'>MUSICMAN (011108)&lt;br /&gt;I'm still suffering from the after-effects of the stupendous performance by my beloved Musicman! It was ear splitting, totally high! I was so pumped up I burst my balloon sticks (or wadeva they are called) after the 1st song...leaving me with only my hands to clap along with the songs...zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly I heard him sing my favourite song live! It was BLOODY brilliant...totally awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0JJckITYWow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0JJckITYWow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first song What's wrong with me to the emotional finale that was kiss goodbye, I totally allowed myself to immerse in this man's remarkable musical prowess. I've never really let myself so loose before (somebody can probably claim witness to that ;)) I really enjoyed myself...and I feel so happy! Its all coming together!!! ORD..and what a way to cap the end of this journey..allowing him to blast any regrets any bad memories out with his metallic dragon electric guitar. Not to say everything was bad...there were great times too..as with all experiences. I made so many fantastic friends...all the Plt 6 guys...esp ppl I'm closer to..Nic, Harry, ZJ, Jasper, Kai, JP and so many more...also my MEC HQ mates...for making my transfer very comfortable...Danne, KL, eths, desiree, kenneth...I'm sad in leaving because of these guys. But there will always be opportunities to meet up...just as I am certain the kiss goodbye by lee hom will not be the last live song I hear from him. I hope he continues creating more great music..composing more fantastic songs that will stick with me through my life. Lee Hom has a life long fan in me! &lt;br /&gt;What will happen in the months to come? Haha..1st stop will be the trip with Devilish Gunners. I'm seriously looking forward to the trip...it will be such a blast! Since Kuantan in secondary school I haven't had the chance to go on another trip with my greatets pals. I still remember the Singapore 1-Pahang 0 we displayed on our MSN nicks after that very memorable beach soccer match we played against the locals there. Haha, the scooting off while everybody else were having dinner...buying a ball and playing while everyone were shopping...these are the things only soccer-siao people like us would do...and its what brought us together also. This time we have additions like HZ and David! I'm glad I fell in love with soccer since I was a boy. Otherwise I would never have had the chance to become lifetime bosom friends with these amazing guys.&lt;br /&gt;After the trip I will be headed for my first ever job. Page One at VivoCity. Haha when I told Danne about it he was like " That's so typical you la!" For the hard-core library fan that I am, I though it was pretty predictable that I would work for a bookstore, or a library. Haha...anyway it had been a pretty daunting experience going for the interview and stuff but the people at Page One were very polite and hospitable. I am looking forward to doing a good job there and gaining very valuable experience :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially wisdom-less!! Haha...the 2nd extraction was painful...much more than the first...but I'm just glad its all over. Now I'm still unable to have my fries. I hope I get to have some soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SRJ2GSqx-XI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mQ-31bgrVrQ/s1600-h/Lee+Hom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SRJ2GSqx-XI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mQ-31bgrVrQ/s320/Lee+Hom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265400764812097906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-540840008919086321?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/540840008919086321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=540840008919086321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/540840008919086321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/540840008919086321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/11/lee-hom.html' title='Lee Hom!!!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SRJ2GSqx-XI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mQ-31bgrVrQ/s72-c/Lee+Hom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-463823280663797442</id><published>2008-10-30T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:58:09.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Chou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4mQSoqv-SA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4mQSoqv-SA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我一首歌的时间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so lazy to blog..but I guess I really have to leave one post just for THIS song! Been listening to it so many times but I haven't gotten tired of it yet! But kinda creepy the MV...at ard 1:45 to Jay's right a little further behind, there appears to be a small boy waving his hand. Standing at the kerb just beside the road. Haha..kinda freaked me out but other than that the girl is so awesome-ly graceful and Jay is doing his thing again. He is a very decent dancer I must say! Just watch 本草纲目for proof. He is so freaking talented and he gets better looking with age. Haha..dats kinda gay but he inspires awe in me. All the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leehom's concert is this sat! Been waiting for so long le! Its also 13 days to ORD...not that I'm feeling sentimental or wad but although I can't really wait to leave that place that had put me through so much..mostly mental...I made so many great friends. I really hope we will still keep in contact after my ORD and most importantly their ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends, recently I've been spending much more time with the buddies I've somehow lost a little touch with. With kok on our shopping trips, al at the pool and to ck for the long dist call. These Devilish Gunners mates are the closest friends i've got..and I hope our upcoming Malaysia trip will further strengthen the bond. I kinda miss the secondary marathon soccer sessions and our participation in the competitions such as sports meets, soccer com etc. Also the morning copying of homework, chiong-ing of exams etc etc. Sadly David is going overseas for his studies, QM goin China for his TCM course...I hope nothing changes from there...cuz I envision these guys being heavily involved in each other's weddings, family lives etc. At least for me...they will most certainly be my groom's party! Haha...emo-ing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for waiting and going through all these shit these two years...our 4 years anniversary is coming up...and I hope to make it a special 1 for you! Thanks for your effort, for bearing with all my shortcomings, my lame-ness, my gay-ness (Jay and LeeHom) :D I know we're very different...temperament, ambition, interests etc etc...but nobody knows me as well as you do, and nobody noes u better than I do! ;) (or at least I hope!)I'm sure when me and my male gang go knocking on the bride's door in our tux...it will be urs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accelerate---&gt;111108,011108,201108&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY ITS HERE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-463823280663797442?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/463823280663797442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=463823280663797442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/463823280663797442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/463823280663797442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/10/jay-chou.html' title='Jay Chou!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8721837615140861704</id><published>2008-09-23T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:54:39.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你是我的眼</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MT114W58DRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MT114W58DRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我能看得見&lt;br /&gt;就能輕易的分辨白天黑夜&lt;br /&gt;就能準確的在人群中牽住你的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我能看得見&lt;br /&gt;就能駕車帶你到處遨遊&lt;br /&gt;就能驚喜的從背後給你一個擁抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我能看得見&lt;br /&gt;生命也許完全不同&lt;br /&gt;可能我想要的我喜歡的我愛的&lt;br /&gt;都不一樣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼前的黑不是黑&lt;br /&gt;你說的白是什麼白&lt;br /&gt;人們說的天空藍&lt;br /&gt;是我記憶中那團白雲背後的藍天&lt;br /&gt;我望向你的臉&lt;br /&gt;卻只能看見一片虛無&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;是不是上帝在我眼前遮住了簾&lt;br /&gt;忘了掀開&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我領略四季的變換&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我穿越擁擠的人潮&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我閱讀浩瀚的書海&lt;br /&gt;因為你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;讓我看見這世界就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼前的黑不是黑&lt;br /&gt;你說的白是什麼白&lt;br /&gt;人們說的天空藍&lt;br /&gt;是我記憶中那團白雲背後的藍天&lt;br /&gt;我望向你的臉&lt;br /&gt;卻只能看見一片虛無&lt;br /&gt;是不是上帝在我眼前遮住了簾&lt;br /&gt;忘了掀開&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我領略四季的變換&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我穿越擁擠的人潮&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我閱讀浩瀚的書海&lt;br /&gt;因為你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;讓我看見這世界就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我領略四季的變換&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我穿越擁擠的人潮&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;帶我閱讀浩瀚的書海&lt;br /&gt;因為你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;讓我看見這世界就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;在我眼前 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song so much. It struck a raw nerve within me. Its hard to truly find a touching song but this song is one of those rare finds. Feel the singer's soul in the song...be touched :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8721837615140861704?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8721837615140861704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8721837615140861704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8721837615140861704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8721837615140861704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='你是我的眼'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4665891131518954807</id><published>2008-09-22T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:19:37.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ru5lVjrC0sM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ru5lVjrC0sM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time I heard this song I fell in love with it. Its a very light hearted melody and the rythmn is superb. I really cannot wait to get my hands on Jay's new album!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the past few days were the best days of my past 1 yr or so. I managed to finally book the trip with the Devilish Gunners and I managed to eat birthday cakes on 3 consecutive days!&lt;br /&gt;1st and foremost, thanks to dearest, for ur pleasant little surprise on friday! I dunno wad to say..but I really appreciate the effort u made :))&lt;br /&gt;2nd to my S30 friends, Alf, SQ, BH, LL, JY, Dyme and esp Andrew. Thanks for organising the get together and for the thoroughly satisfying meal we had at IMM. &lt;br /&gt;Also Platoon 6! To Harry for hosting the nice barbeque session and for the cake! Although there were alot of suaning regarding the genting trip, I still enjoyed it..hahaha...they were a major plus point in my whole NS experience :D&lt;br /&gt;To my brother and Shandy Sis for the nice Hello Kitty cake -_-!! Been a long time since I celebrated my birthday with kai so it was pretty pleasant!&lt;br /&gt;Another few hours before I turn 20! Another decade of my life begins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4665891131518954807?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4665891131518954807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4665891131518954807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4665891131518954807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4665891131518954807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4623865849852714293</id><published>2008-09-13T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:16:47.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY-wSiuBHGM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY-wSiuBHGM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with me...wr-o-o-o-ng with me!&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hom's new song..sounds pretty bad the 1st time but it turned out to be quite catchy after a few replays..can't wait to get his album! N Ive got the tickets...finally!!&lt;br /&gt;MAN UTD 1- LIV 2&lt;br /&gt;Sighs..we started off so well..yet Liverpool got 2 freak goals. However due credit has to be given to them for being the better offensive team in the 2nd half. Vidic got sent off also..so its a sad day for all United fans.&lt;br /&gt;Its finally less than 2 months to the day I've been looking forward to for the past 2years. Given the current state of things, I really relish the thought of escape.&lt;br /&gt;Driving lessons are officially over...now its jus the TP to look forward to. I really hope to pass..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4623865849852714293?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4623865849852714293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4623865849852714293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4623865849852714293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4623865849852714293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/09/sighs.html' title='Sighs'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8713608767536255777</id><published>2008-08-24T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:28:06.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHM</title><content type='html'>Can't really feel my legs now...even though I didn't run to the max effort..the distance was crazy..and Ive never ran such a long distance before..but man I feel really good about completing it. 2h08m was the timing on the clock when I ran past the finishing line..Not really outstanding but to complete it despite the physical pain at the knees and chest, I felt pretty proud of myself. However the trip home was so uncomfortable. So tired now...probably gonna take a nap later..3am was an ungodly hour to wake up. ZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I have to reserve special mention to the tiger balm group. Their massage were so *groans...haha. It was really pleasant to receive a hard rub after runnning. The off days beckon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8713608767536255777?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8713608767536255777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8713608767536255777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8713608767536255777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8713608767536255777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahm.html' title='AHM'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4749797758867080969</id><published>2008-08-15T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:07:19.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Hom and Jay Chou</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OmeE-lXOaRQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OmeE-lXOaRQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing stuff...Jay's olympic song is truly impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_E-4gOe984&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_E-4gOe984&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N this is really funny stuff by Leehom! 1 Nov will be his concert! Apparently his album is coming out soon! I am so looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4749797758867080969?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4749797758867080969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4749797758867080969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4749797758867080969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4749797758867080969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/08/lee-hom-and-jay-chou.html' title='Lee Hom and Jay Chou'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8743741456920213359</id><published>2008-08-03T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:36:35.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book In Mood Again</title><content type='html'>It hasn't been all smooth sailing recently..I don't know why too. Apparently I haven't been discharging my duties in a satisfactory way but I really do not comprehend, what is it that I've not done enough? Any job tasked to me I will get it done ASAP. Anything I do not understand I ask KL, or my superiors. Perhaps my IT skills are not exactly of a high standard but I believe I have put in effort to understand the various applications from scratch..yet I'm deemed surplus to requirements. Unappreciated? Yes very much. I do miss my Bravo days very much...I've tried so hard to blend in the new coy. Throughout my service term I've been posted here and there, yet I've always maintained my silence. I owe this to my country, I will go about my duties to the best of my abilities. No matter how hurt, how humiliated, how sad I may be..I swear I will clench my teeth and endure this final 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Without my enforcement, Yang's discipline has hit rock bottom. Friday's news about his teacher's complaint had really hit me hard and deep. I feel so disappointed and yet sorry that I've been neglecting him. As an elder bro I guess he really needs my attention...yet I'm too split up between so many people. He is not solely my responsibility but I guess I have to assume that sole role now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for my recent mood swings...especially to the people who support me the most...so sorry to hurt u baby..so sorry to spoil the class outing mood for you..&lt;br /&gt;Soon I will book in, and it is yet another week of normal work. I hope I keep my cool no matter who provokes me, no matter who gives scathing remarks. &lt;br /&gt;Your hugs are my solace for the turbulence of emotions every week. I miss you..so so much. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8743741456920213359?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8743741456920213359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8743741456920213359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8743741456920213359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8743741456920213359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/08/book-in-mood-again.html' title='Book In Mood Again'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3280687835824723347</id><published>2008-07-27T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:36:49.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Prof Randy Pausch</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3MH0HQT8jg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3MH0HQT8jg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Prof Randy Pausch, the inspiration for millions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3280687835824723347?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3280687835824723347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3280687835824723347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3280687835824723347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3280687835824723347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/07/rip-prof-randy-pausch.html' title='RIP Prof Randy Pausch'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3404290103330066838</id><published>2008-07-27T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:48:37.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eason</title><content type='html'>16KM was totally "steam-ing"!! I can still feel the after effects of the run when I squat or even when walking around doing nothing. However there is still a greater hurdle to clear which is the half marathon. Probably going to be very tough but I am confident of completing it. :D&lt;br /&gt;After run was a long walk to East Coast Carls Jr which I thought had very nice decor and service! However the food was a little too much for me after running such a long distance and it was a pretty uncomfortable meal which ended with a bloated stomach and a throbbing headache! Haha, my favourite hobby was to do the trick in curing these ailments as me and P6 friends went over to Top One KTV at Bugis! I've never been there before in my life and it turned out surprisingly well! The room was pretty Party world like which is comfortable and the lightings were special to say the least! They had functions for disco lights, table lighting, SMOKE (Haha, we had SOO much fun smoking out the room...to the extent that the staff had to come in and warn us because the smoke had clouded the whole corridor too!) And it was the usual mix of songs but I got to try out Yoga's new songs!&lt;br /&gt;OK, speaking of Yoga, I do not find him or his songs as irritating as I did at first probably because of the influence of dear. However now she is obsessed with him...which is equivalent to him being a threat to me! Haha..do listen to his songs people...they are really pretty great!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Eason Chan's concert. I left feeling a little disappointed, not because of his poor performance which wasn't the case because he was obviously in his element, belting out his greatest hits and showing remarkable dancing and versatility in engaging the audience with his wit and charisma. However he kept on conversing in Cantonese which I have absolutely no understanding of! haha, but judging from the raptuous laughter and applause from people around me I think he was pretty funny. However I still enjoyed the familiar tunes like Ai Qing Zhuan Yi, Shi Nian, Wo de bei bao, Xiong mei etc etc... I hope to be able to get the tickets to my fave group's concert the folowing week! I believe Faye, Ian and Real will top last night's concert! What's more it will be in Mandarin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1NATAIDdp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1NATAIDdp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Mi Jia Bin..my favourite song in the album!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3404290103330066838?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3404290103330066838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3404290103330066838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3404290103330066838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3404290103330066838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/07/eason.html' title='Eason'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1102763506002771934</id><published>2008-07-16T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:42:56.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>梁文音</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQqG5icZSx4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQqG5icZSx4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梁文音..dear sent me this clip..probably from her watching too many yoga videos..zzz but I really think this girl has a tremendous voice. However the harmonising was left to be desired. However the opening was so good..I think it is on par with the original Jacky Cheung version..great song...great rendition!&lt;br /&gt;Finally cleared the FTT! Alas, the system was down, hence I couldn't book the TP dat despite me chionging the test to avoid vying with the rest of the test takers in occupying the computer stations. Hopefully the results will be updated soon! Haha..Eugene's curse didn't come true...but now he aiming my TP. Its 1-1-?...I hope it will be 1 attempt for all the tests! Booking in soon...but will be out in less than 48 hours! This week is so great! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1102763506002771934?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1102763506002771934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1102763506002771934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1102763506002771934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1102763506002771934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='梁文音'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-9073134749317602920</id><published>2008-07-14T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhuge Liang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SHszxzhZthI/AAAAAAAAADw/KGOMFOiY-OY/s1600-h/zhuge+liang.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SHszxzhZthI/AAAAAAAAADw/KGOMFOiY-OY/s320/zhuge+liang.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222825123603133970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Takeshi's portrayal of Zhuge Liang in Red Cliff. I thought he added that bit of charm and humour to the character and even though he looks a little to youthful for the role, I believe he did a tremendous job and now I seriously cannot wait for part 2 to arrive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-9073134749317602920?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/9073134749317602920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=9073134749317602920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/9073134749317602920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/9073134749317602920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/07/zhuge-liang.html' title='Zhuge Liang'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SHszxzhZthI/AAAAAAAAADw/KGOMFOiY-OY/s72-c/zhuge+liang.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8491220119720138123</id><published>2008-07-14T15:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:36.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Dr Ong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SHsEoeA3XQI/AAAAAAAAADo/X8ZCqKbGHWg/s1600-h/ong+chit+chung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SHsEoeA3XQI/AAAAAAAAADo/X8ZCqKbGHWg/s320/ong+chit+chung.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222773286164192514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..I'm no political fan nor am I especially interested in my GRC's happenings but somehow Dr Ong's death struck somthing inside me. His portrait was on the cover pages of a few chinese papers at the news stand and I inexplicably again caught a glimpse of the headline even though I wasn't really looking in the stand's direction (wierd as it may seem). However this man was a part of my childhood. When I was a juvenile, I would pour over the GRC newsletters with nonchalance, just hoping to catch a picture of myself at the CC children gathering sessions (which I occasionally did!) However my pictures were rare, whereas this bespectacled guy would ALWAYS appear on the front page with his very own speech published! Hence his kindly face was etched in my memory ever since I learnt to read. Its sad news for a nation when a great man passes on, and I believe Dr Ong fits the label. For his enthusiasm in hearing his people out and for leaving great memories of him shaking the hands, watching us do our paint riots at the art competitions, and his very positive image in the minds of us 90s' kids, I dedicate this entry in his memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8491220119720138123?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8491220119720138123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8491220119720138123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8491220119720138123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8491220119720138123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodbye-dr-ong.html' title='Goodbye Dr Ong'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SHsEoeA3XQI/AAAAAAAAADo/X8ZCqKbGHWg/s72-c/ong+chit+chung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3512598384751085915</id><published>2008-06-26T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:47:31.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ISTJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/istj.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Duty Fulfiller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are responsible, reliable, and hardworking - you get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer productive hobbies, like woodworking or knittings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and serious, you are well prepared for whatever life hands you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conservative and down-to-earth, you hardly ever do anything crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are loyal and honest. If you commit yourself to someone, then you're fully committed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is something that happens naturally. And you don't need romantic gestures to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you remember details well and are happy to take on any responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great business executive, accountant, or lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Decisive, stable, and dependable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, conservative, and egotistical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3512598384751085915?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3512598384751085915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3512598384751085915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3512598384751085915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3512598384751085915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz.html' title='Quiz!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-225597292754714102</id><published>2008-06-15T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:36.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooney Vs Messi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRjLAaF7Nck&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRjLAaF7Nck&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If you dream big, impossible is nothing."&lt;br /&gt;Adidas's latest big scale commercial is truly wonderful. Please do watch it!&lt;br /&gt;Ok...ytd was truly an enjoyable day...largely because I managed to catch an official game with dear at the National Stadium. Although Singapore lost eventually to Saudi Arabia..I enjoyed my experience there! Esp in the company of dear, it was a wonderful night.&lt;br /&gt;Today also marked my 1st time playing at FICO Sports Hub. Although artificial pitches aren't exactly my preferred type of turf, I enjoyed the kick about with my Bravo mates. I hope I am eligible to join them for the inter cluster competition. I believe we would be pretty tough to beat! :D&lt;br /&gt;Driving has been fun in general but stressful at times esp when there is high traffic volume and when ppl jaywalk. I just want to get it over and done with asap so that I can use the mornings spent learning driving to play soccer with the lads.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Staff How is getting married and I got an invitation. No wonder he is in especially high spirits recently. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Practice does not make perfect, but it will make you a better player."----Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;" Give the opponent one more reason to look at your feet."---Lionel Messi&lt;br /&gt;Nike Vs Adidas&lt;br /&gt;Rooney Vs Messi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I like them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SFUH235cgEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODW0Rj1Tzr8/s1600-h/rooney_messi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SFUH235cgEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODW0Rj1Tzr8/s320/rooney_messi.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212080783050440770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-225597292754714102?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/225597292754714102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=225597292754714102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/225597292754714102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/225597292754714102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/06/rooney-vs-messi.html' title='Rooney Vs Messi'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SFUH235cgEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODW0Rj1Tzr8/s72-c/rooney_messi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6662351045381868697</id><published>2008-06-09T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:56:23.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs</title><content type='html'>1 day more and it will be exactly 5 months left. All the lao jiao specs hav ald ORD-ed...sighs...now only left me. JK going in soon...and it reminds me of what happened when I was about to enlist..remember how I embraceed yangkies and we both just cried quietly. Also the many many book in days...esp the SISPEC days when I seriously couldn't bear to leave dear when it was time to separate. Now I'm left with approx. 5X4=20 book ins..20 more feelings of total sian-ness before this dreaded phase of my life is over. It sucks..but majority of it is over ald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHXaFW8o61E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHXaFW8o61E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patty Hou is so pretty la...dunno y Jay let her go..but nevertheless they were pretty gracious..given how jacky wu suan them..i think Jay handled the situation pretty well. I seriously cannot wait for his next album..by then ald ORD...can enjoy it to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;Just now went Marina to meet dear for lunch..and I finally got the hug I didn't get yesterday! Actually I dun mind bringing yang out on our dates but he go means no hugs! ZZZ...so the long trip there was worth it!! I will remember how it feels for the coming week..when we meet again must refill my happiness by giving me more hugs k? :D My cousin's wedding last week...I really could visualise ours and I cannot imagine the bride being any1 else but you...ti amo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6662351045381868697?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6662351045381868697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6662351045381868697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6662351045381868697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6662351045381868697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/06/sighs.html' title='Sighs'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1805288922221343349</id><published>2008-06-08T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:22:45.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda</title><content type='html'>"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is mystery but today is a gift...that's why its called the present"--- Master Wu Gui&lt;br /&gt;"I am not a big, fat panda...I'm THE big, fat panda!"---Po&lt;br /&gt;Within this apparently senseless animation, there are several quotes worthy of mention. It emphasises the importance of belief, confidence, and the essence of education. You do not actually judge a child's potential based on his outlook and appearance. The shifu learnt that Po actually has tremendous potential only after he establishes a belief in Po. There is no bad student, only a bad teacher. &lt;br /&gt;The fight scenes are pretty impressive too..and funny. However the movie didn't go off in a bang...the start was pretty dull but it got better as the show went on. :) Yang enjoyed it, I did...dear did too!&lt;br /&gt;Driving is addictive. now I fully comprehend the feeling. However there is a sense of trepidation in me whenever another vehicle comes close. Also the coordination of the gears n clutch n wat nots are kinda confusing at the start but I'm getting the hang of it! 2moro going on road already! I seriously cannot wait to get my liscense.&lt;br /&gt;N i reserve special mention for the fat bastard that just refuses to shut his figgin mouth up when playing soccer. That maggot should seriously have his mouth stuffed with his humongous hands. I'm just so glad we beat his f***ing team. Eat that fat ass! I'm so pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1805288922221343349?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1805288922221343349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1805288922221343349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1805288922221343349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1805288922221343349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda.html' title='Kung Fu Panda'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-606718648618580961</id><published>2008-05-29T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:52:29.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>British humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/shYal0de_v0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/shYal0de_v0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its interesting, British accent that is. I love the way they add that slight slur to their words. It gives them a humorous feel to their way of speech. Rowan Atkinson is not only good with his mimes. He has just got a natural flair to comedy. Bravado!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever got that feeling when it is so terribly boring yet you are still reluctant to do some productive things cuz you just want to laze ard? That was what happened today..although I did manage to finish a book. However I shall not complain, for the agony of OVL was too tremendous to be overshadowed. And Ive gotten myself a rooney wallpaper! Its magnificent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-606718648618580961?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/606718648618580961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=606718648618580961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/606718648618580961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/606718648618580961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/05/british-humour.html' title='British humour'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-166356387912239304</id><published>2008-05-29T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:55:32.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>She is not feeling well :(..still gotta work...mayb NSF life is gd? Look at me! Slacking all day...NAH! 5 months and 13 days ladie n gentlemen! I'm so looking forward to sundays without the really f***ed up bk-in mood. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;I realise yesterday how good a player Leonard is..haha random but I guess the difference between those playing in school teams and recreational players like myself is the calmness when confronted by opposition. He creates a passing game and a patient but systematic approach to demolishing the opponent. That explains the 5-0 games we enjoyed against the other team ytd. I really enjoyed playing alongside him.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of yesterday..it was truly a perfect day! Haha..so long nv step into ktv le..once i started i couldn't stop! However I ended the day in bed with a throbbing headache..which was probably due to the heat more than anything else. Now abit guilty of totaly wasting time, I need to be occupied! Hah..and I'm lazy to go apply for advanced theory date..nvm la...come Nov 11 I will start to better use my time! Haha. OK..I guess that is it for my totally random entry derived from my boredom at home..away from the noisy kids having fun downstairs. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-166356387912239304?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/166356387912239304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=166356387912239304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/166356387912239304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/166356387912239304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2374020115009624965</id><published>2008-05-24T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:39:38.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions of Europe</title><content type='html'>9 long years, so many disappointments behind..rem Porto, AC Milan, Real Madrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="219"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1052956&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1052956&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="219"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/1052956?pg=embed&amp;sec=1052956"&gt;UCLA Finale&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user497320?pg=embed&amp;sec=1052956"&gt;T. Ben&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;sec=1052956"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this Chelsea..hard work, grit, tremendous mental strength, great team spirit..dats why we r the champions. Learn from the great man Sir Alex, stop flaunting your wealth, for wealth does not get you champions, merely sore losers like your beloved Didier Drogba.&lt;br /&gt;However Terry did well, despite fluffing his penalty. A true leader, a courageous defender as always, epitomised by his last min header from Giggs at the end. United was lucky with the post, the penalty miss etc etc but do not take it from them. They thoroughly deserved it and allow Man United fans like myself to savour the moment and be proud of this wonderful wonderful team. The scenes of celebration and trophy presentation totally blew me away, emotions were choked at my throat. I love the club I really do. Glory Glory Man United!!&lt;br /&gt;Here is the game for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="219"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1053542&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1053542&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="219"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/1053542?pg=embed&amp;sec=1053542"&gt;Home made&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user497320?pg=embed&amp;sec=1053542"&gt;T. Ben&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;sec=1053542"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van der sar&lt;br /&gt;Wes brown&lt;br /&gt;Namenja Vidic&lt;br /&gt;Rio Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;Patrice Evra&lt;br /&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;Paul Scholes&lt;br /&gt;Michael Carrick&lt;br /&gt;Owen Hargreaves&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Tevez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the best team of the season. To the best player of the year- Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2374020115009624965?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2374020115009624965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2374020115009624965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2374020115009624965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2374020115009624965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/05/champions-of-europe.html' title='Champions of Europe'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1375527214975420211</id><published>2008-05-21T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:39:10.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UEFA CHAMPIONS" LEAGUE FINAL!</title><content type='html'>In less than 9 hours time Man U will face off Chelsea..but I cannot watch :(. Sighs..never mind, at least this is the last time I will ever miss a Champions' League game due to NS commitments. Hopefully Man U can prevail, just as it did in the premiership!&lt;br /&gt;Having seen some of the pics from the china earthquake, I feel deeply saddened by their plight. However even from this mega crisis, qualities such as heroism, motherly love, self-sacrifice shines through. Moreover figures of authority are also chipping in with their efforts, discarding their status and power for the time being and aiding in this global relief efforts. May the dead rest in peace and I sincerely hope those who have lost a loved one to this disaster can find slight solace in the fact that at least their loved ones are relieved of their physical sufferings. Hopefully this world can be rid of all these calamities one day...&lt;br /&gt;Booking in again..5 months and 20 days...I will survive...bleah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1375527214975420211?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1375527214975420211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1375527214975420211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1375527214975420211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1375527214975420211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/05/uefa-champions-league-final.html' title='UEFA CHAMPIONS&quot; LEAGUE FINAL!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1107767406166335740</id><published>2008-05-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:04:04.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZnUr8lcqjo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZnUr8lcqjo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is indeed the Messi-ah!! Watch the last goal!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1107767406166335740?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1107767406166335740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1107767406166335740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1107767406166335740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1107767406166335740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/05/messi.html' title='Messi!!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1010491342663316825</id><published>2008-05-03T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:01:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Lecture By Randy Pausch</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Last Lecture" by Randy Pausch, Professor Carnegie Mellon&lt;br /&gt;Carnegie Mellon Professor Randy Pausch, who is dying from pancreatic cancer, gave his last lecture at the university Sept. 18, 2007, before a packed McConomy Auditorium. In his moving talk, "Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams," Pausch talked about his lessons learned and gave advice to students on how to achieve their own career and personal goals. For more, visit www.cmu.edu/randyslecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Journeys" are special University Lectures in which Carnegie Mellon faculty members share their reflections on their journeys -- the everyday actions, decisions, challenges and joys that make a life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The above excerpt is taken from  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having chanced upon this book and purchasing it 2 days ago, I decided to look for the visual version in my favourite website ever..haha. Anyway this book is a must read, simply for the fact that in our mundane worlds, we often neglect the essentials of our very existance, the dreams and ideals we harboured as a child which were, more often than not, put down by our very own parents, relatives, teachers etc, individuals who were supposed to encourage our pursuit of dreams. However their experiences in life have disillusioned them and now the supposed "realities" of life precedes their "bubble dreams". Hence to prevent their children from treading upon the same path they have "hardened" them to the harsh realities of life.&lt;br /&gt;The lecture is in its simplicity, enlightening. In my childhood I've dreamed of joining the EPL, publishing a worldwide bestselling literary phenomenon amongst many other impossible dreams. Now, I truly have no idea as to what I really want to accomplish in life when at a delicate phase of my life I was so sure of my future. &lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 years of NS has yielded nothing as to my future path. Probably many others at my age are grappling with the same horrifying truth that perhaps we are destined to engage in a work that we probably will not enjoy in the name of enabling our families to be well-fed. I hence recommend this book too all the lost souls in this world as well as all the parents of this world who wishes the best for their child. Your "best" might not be your children's "best". Heed the word of a dying man, for its before death that one truly ponders about his life and this man is definitely qualified to teach you people who have supposedly seen it all. You ain't see nothing yet guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1010491342663316825?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1010491342663316825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1010491342663316825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1010491342663316825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1010491342663316825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-lecture-by-randy-pausch.html' title='The Last Lecture By Randy Pausch'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-7679226213636405238</id><published>2008-04-24T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:37.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shagged out!</title><content type='html'>Been totally sleep deprived these few days..body clock ald gone topsy turvy..thanks to a certain window. -_-!!&lt;br /&gt;Well..I believe there have been enough debates on the findings of that man's escape. Be it complacency or just pure wit on the man's part, the deed is done. Whether or not a scapegoat is made for the whole debacle, I guess this really is a painful lesson for everyone, from the commuters at the Causeway jam due to the increased checks to the soldiers standing guard at the various checkpoints, all have been affected in one way or another. I sincerely pray against an encore. Please do wake up people, and to anyone harbouring him..please do yourself a favour, the amount of money spent searching for him eats into your pockets too.&lt;br /&gt;Barca 0- Man U 0&lt;br /&gt;The headlines are all about Ronaldo and THAT miss. Great players do have blips here and there too. Only 23 years of age, surely we do not expect Ronnie to be perfect as yet. However without an away goal, should Barca score at OT next week, it would make the tie highly tricky. Nevertheless we are still getting through..I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SBA0bihynjI/AAAAAAAAADY/iFf0ZUNnWWI/s1600-h/ronaldo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/SBA0bihynjI/AAAAAAAAADY/iFf0ZUNnWWI/s320/ronaldo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192708018087829042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booking in soon...sighs...I miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;"It will end someday"&lt;br /&gt;I know...it just seems so long :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-7679226213636405238?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/7679226213636405238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=7679226213636405238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/7679226213636405238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/7679226213636405238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/04/shagged-out.html' title='Shagged out!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/SBA0bihynjI/AAAAAAAAADY/iFf0ZUNnWWI/s72-c/ronaldo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-5968417985776988019</id><published>2008-04-13T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T15:27:05.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrations mounting</title><content type='html'>It sucks..its repulsive I know but its just waves upon waves of frustration welling up from within. The circumstances are not helping either..with him totally unfocused despite me forsaking a day out to help him with his math. 111108...31 weeks..my birthday cannot come soon enough this year..I never really expected this whole experience to be of such a nature. Physically draining yes..but still within my limits. However the total mindf**k they dish out is really outta my league..how the hell did things evolve into such a resentful stage. Why do everyone expect me to bear the weight of the world on my shoulders? I've my own life to lead for god's sake! With responsibilities amounting to stress inducing levels, I probably have lost that much more sanity from my reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;Writing or blogging is the only avenue from which I can unleash my tirade of pure scathing fury to essentially nobody in particular. I wish for this phase of my life to fly by...&lt;br /&gt;153 work days&lt;br /&gt;211 absolute days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-5968417985776988019?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/5968417985776988019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=5968417985776988019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5968417985776988019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5968417985776988019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/04/frustrations-mounting.html' title='Frustrations mounting'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-734547569038943841</id><published>2008-04-12T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:02:15.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2NwM_W_1wDY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2NwM_W_1wDY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The World's Dream"&lt;br /&gt;Finally heard LeeHom's submitted song for the Olympics..I must say its a pretty commendable effort...hopefully he gets it! Jay Chou's effort on the other hand I think lacks the grandeur required and sounds kind of mainstream...but his song is superior on the lyrical front. Well..both are distinguished in their own rights..and I like them both although I favour LeeHom..therefore I do hope both songs can go far in the selection of the Olympics official song!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeaterday was the supposed day of reckoning. BTT was a relative breeze to be honest..however I guess the advanced and the practicals will provide a much sterner test for me. Hence I look to the future with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;Been counting down..31 weeks more to the coveted date! I seriously am tired of this life that I've been leading for the past year or so.. I wish for it to end in a flash..&lt;br /&gt;Also just as I though things were more or less settled, I'm once again forced to adapt to a new environment..to face my greatest psychological nemesis..prob another "test" for me..guess I can only think of it in this way. Change is the only constant...adaptation for survival? I hate the way things are going..the hypocrisy all around..:((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-734547569038943841?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/734547569038943841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=734547569038943841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/734547569038943841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/734547569038943841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/04/olympics-song.html' title='Olympics song'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6515921907986773479</id><published>2008-03-29T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R-5f8bm0tDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fPYCoy1jETc/s1600-h/olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R-5f8bm0tDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fPYCoy1jETc/s320/olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183185712957404210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is a day of missed calls...sorry guys! Anyway today was super duper jam packed with activities from soccer in the morning which was a workout long due to the horribly mild Hollywood version of Shutter and the chillin out session at The Mind Cafe...which was actually my first time there and I've gotta admit I had pretty much fun playing out the dares for losing the games!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway while waiting for the movie...we happened to browse through some albums at a music store at Marina and this lady with pristine vocals (above) had her melodies played out over the stereos. Upon further probing I realised her name is Olivia Ong and the album in question was "Fall in Love With Olivia". I enjoy listening to her soothing vocals and I recommend her highly to jazz and blues lovers. She sounds kinda similar to Corraine May and both are Singaporeans. So locals are not necessarily devoid of talent!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Step Up 2 was a smasher! The street moves coupled with the thumping music meant that it has far surpassed its predecessor. So many great movies on...can't wait to exhaust them all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6515921907986773479?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6515921907986773479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6515921907986773479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6515921907986773479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6515921907986773479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/olivia.html' title='Olivia!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R-5f8bm0tDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fPYCoy1jETc/s72-c/olivia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8377954688445786744</id><published>2008-03-19T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:37.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of Yagami Light</title><content type='html'>Just finished chiong-ing the entire deathnote animae series! Sadly but expectedly my favourite character Yagami Light dies but I was really hooked to the tense last 2 episodes when the battle of wits between Kira and Near reached its crowning point. Near prevailed after working together with Mello. So unity is strength...however the scene where Light was shot multiple times when he tried to sneak a name into the small piece of the note sticks vividly in my mind. I guess its alright to have ideals but not to the point of extremity. Anyway I thoroughly enjoyed the entire series..all thanks to my great pal Jerry! Thanks a lot (if you ever get to read this)!&lt;br /&gt;Dear had a minor blip in her examinations. However I believe she is not one to dwell in her faux pas (new word i learnt!). So try harder next time ok?&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 19th...which means 41 months and counting! 4 years is approaching ever so closely :))..and 11th Nov is also drawing ever nearer...dates for me to pine for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R-EOWwj9TdI/AAAAAAAAADI/Y2GOmQdHNpE/s1600-h/Yagami+Light.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R-EOWwj9TdI/AAAAAAAAADI/Y2GOmQdHNpE/s320/Yagami+Light.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179436830608412114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8377954688445786744?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8377954688445786744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8377954688445786744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8377954688445786744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8377954688445786744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-yagami-light.html' title='The end of Yagami Light'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R-EOWwj9TdI/AAAAAAAAADI/Y2GOmQdHNpE/s72-c/Yagami+Light.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6684706030879820249</id><published>2008-03-17T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:38:57.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random entry</title><content type='html'>Lol..JE's japanese restaurant has this fantastic fried omelette noodles with chesse. Kinda random but I just love the cheesy taste it leaves in the mouth. Anyway today this uncle randomly came up to me and engaged in a really "random" talk about being a sect comd in engineers. It appears that his army time was 20 odd years ago amd probably my uniform stirred a little nostalgia within him. LOL...the randomness of the situation amused me.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished another 3 episodes of deathnote, left with the final six. Don't really want it to end though...&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last night out...I kinda miss this life...the squeeze with the rest of the commuters in the morning, the collection of My Paper at the MRT..but I guess all pleasant things do come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;The Innocent Man by John Grisham is a little draggy at the front but I'm persevering on just to see if the end will justify the hype surrounding the book. I'm really totally shagged out by the incessant lectures that last for eternity. However the transient moments after book out and before book in really accentuates the true nuances between the relativity in time. ZZZ...i guess that about sums it up for today. By my next entry. my baptism of fire will be over! Such drama... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUNyNz7bnSs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUNyNz7bnSs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6684706030879820249?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6684706030879820249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6684706030879820249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6684706030879820249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6684706030879820249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/random-entry.html' title='Random entry'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-720734725178147526</id><published>2008-03-16T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:14:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New template!</title><content type='html'>As can be seen, I just changed my layout! For non deathnote watchers, this is Light Yagami's room as filmed in the movies! Its my ideal room really, highly organised, full of books to indulge in. :D&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow marks yet another week. As the monday blues come a calling, my dread for the ordeal that awaits me this friday deepens to a new level. Sighs..but then again I believe these are but the product of my brain's incessant worries. I hope it passes me by as smoothly as say...a Double Chocolate? Haha..lame me at work again.&lt;br /&gt;Fun day out today! However I believe Yang didn't enjoy the rollerblading session as much s he wanted to due to the blisters and nasty falls and dear was also kind of awkward with her balance to but what really mattered to me was the fact that I managed an outdoor day with both of them, which hasn't happened in like..ages? Also I would reserve special mention for Parkway Parade's Pastamania branch. Their spicy chicken was stupendously spicy and of the right elastic texture! Recent forways into alternative branches of Pastamania to Suntec's pretty much ended with disappointment but today I believe we chanced into one of the nicest Spicy Chicken you can get in town. Heh..yum!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, United tops the table finally. About time, considering the pathetic Arsenal displays of late. However Derby gave them a real run for their money. Next up on the Devil's menu, Liverpool! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-720734725178147526?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/720734725178147526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=720734725178147526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/720734725178147526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/720734725178147526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-template.html' title='New template!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-7802157913070669289</id><published>2008-03-15T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:38.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leap Years</title><content type='html'>Truly, unexpectedly good! I must say this movie ranks among the best I've watched this year! Based on Dr Catherine Lim's novella, this story revolves around a couple's promise to meet every leap year. Wong Li Lin excels in her portrayal of Li Ann, a young woman determined to hold on to her faith that her prince will appear one day in her life. If you're refuse to chase after your dreams and settle instead for some substitute, you cannot find true happiness. That was what I gathered from the show which by itself is a powerful statement if you consider the fact that so many in life give up pursuing their ideals by surrendering to the harsh realities of life. Also the music in the background was superbly chosen as the sweet melody of Corrine May's best tunes integrated seamlessly with the unfolding of the plot. The cast was superb, the plot was superb, the songs were superb and basically, if a movie is able to touch me, it's good, considering my indifference to most supposedly tear jerking movies.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 4 Goals/ 5 Strikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finally put forth my application into Law School. However there is still the interview and psychometric test to go through. Uncertainty is destabilising me but I'm moving at a tentative pace towards what would eventually be my future profession. I'm praying someone up above is guiding me towards my eventual destiny. &lt;br /&gt;I realise HZ is actually more mature than he appears to be. He is more driven and clear of his ambitions than me despite his apparent slack appearance. I wished there was someone to direct me..but I guess I can only experiment to unveil my calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenji's album is disappointingly less impressive than his previous 将军令. However there are still a number of ballads that are catchy in tune and also the song depicting his life so far was interesting and inspiring. Even idols do not have it easy all the way! I guess to truly succeed there is no substitute for grit and hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9virAj9TcI/AAAAAAAAADA/KLyJH8cjbM0/s1600-h/L.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9virAj9TcI/AAAAAAAAADA/KLyJH8cjbM0/s320/L.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177981425105587650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L! Seriously his wit is worthy of my admiration, even as a fictitious character. ZZZ...I guess I'm probably too obsessed with the plot! Off to watch Man U Vs Derby! Hopefully great news await! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-7802157913070669289?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/7802157913070669289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=7802157913070669289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/7802157913070669289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/7802157913070669289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/leap-years.html' title='The Leap Years'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9virAj9TcI/AAAAAAAAADA/KLyJH8cjbM0/s72-c/L.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-5726891186766136820</id><published>2008-03-12T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:21:29.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lectures n more lectures</title><content type='html'>I seriously cannot tolerate lectures! One way communication, devoid of any individual mental activity...it just doesn't work out! Never have I resisted the zzz monster for longer than half a period. Sighs and the rain today got me soaking in my uniform which was a tremendously uncomfortable experience...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what a double major entails..am I ready to cope with it? I was considering Econs as my primary major and Psychology as my secondary one..Educational Psychologist? Haha..my future is a blur!&lt;br /&gt;Been meeting dearest EVERYDAY this week! I'm so so happy! Its been the only highlight I look forward to each day..I hope she doesn't get too stressed over school..I'm already proud of what she has achieved thus far!&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool went through...so its 4 English clubs...lol...what irony when you consider England didn't make it for Euro 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4mEYpoF-go&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4mEYpoF-go&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UaIV77Izp8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UaIV77Izp8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just amazing...Ronaldo is THE best! We really love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-5726891186766136820?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/5726891186766136820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=5726891186766136820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5726891186766136820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5726891186766136820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/lectures-n-more-lectures.html' title='Lectures n more lectures'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2076003995715748844</id><published>2008-03-10T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:47:05.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay out!!</title><content type='html'>So this is how 8-5 feel! Woohoo! I'm seriously enjoying every moment!! Anyway the scrambled cheese egg noodles at JE is pretty good! And tomorrow I believe I'm catching leap years! Haha..I sound like a prisoner who had just escaped..-_-!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Barnsley actually beat Chelsea!! Salutes** It just goes to show as long as you have the heart, anything is actually possible!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GkTlTM8AUJ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GkTlTM8AUJ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like totally cute! The instructor had screened this during the break and it really tickled me. I still remember when Yang was that age..the hands and feet were so tiny and I really loved it when he grabbed my finger with his hands then...&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal dropped 2 points ytd! Which means Man U just have to beat Derby to top the table this weekend!! Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SbT1DowFt04"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SbT1DowFt04" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines' Day by Kenji..another great song from his album due to be out anytime soon!! The wait is killing me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2076003995715748844?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2076003995715748844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2076003995715748844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2076003995715748844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2076003995715748844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/stay-out.html' title='Stay out!!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3013477574099122914</id><published>2008-03-09T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:20:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Water Horse</title><content type='html'>Actually I didn't think a great deal of the movie. The previews gave away the plot in its entirety and it was really all kinda predictable. However Yang seemed to enjoy it very much, probably due to the action and life like animation. The idea of the Loch Ness Monster really intrigued him and I took the opportunity to introduce some of the world's mysteries to him, namely the Bermuda triangle among the assortment of interesting legends. I also brought him over to Suntec's Harris to read books of this genre. Hopefully his curiosity will prod him on to read up on his own! Movies are excellent for arousing the curiosity in children and these could, with proper parebtal guidance, lead to an insatiable interest in reading and research.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow on it will be 8-5 for a week. At least I get to sleep on my own comfy bed! And I realised..Tues and it will be 8 months!! I have to psycho myself to believe all these will end soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Recently Ive been thinking about my missed penalty kick which resulted in the loss of 3rd placing for my team and I realised a fatal weakness of mine is my confidence. Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tr1H4X-_6Tk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tr1H4X-_6Tk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god this song is friggin nice! Heard from dear kenji's album coming out le..and this song just made me so determined to get his album! Hopefully its even better than his last! GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3013477574099122914?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3013477574099122914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3013477574099122914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3013477574099122914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3013477574099122914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/water-horse.html' title='The Water Horse'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2179028238169093826</id><published>2008-03-09T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:38.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treble gone!</title><content type='html'>Man Utd 0- Portsmouth 1&lt;br /&gt;Fate has dealt us a bad hand this time. Numerous clearances off the line, desperate last ditch defending..all from Portsmouth. yet they still won? Thanks to some rubbish defending by Anderson, leaving the joker of a striker Baros open, and also Baro's Oscar worthy theatrics. Ferdinand even had to stand in for goalie and his first task is to keep out a penalty. It just wasn't United's day but nevertheless I hope they get over this soon enough to push and gather steam for a shot at the double!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9K8iwj9TaI/AAAAAAAAACw/uVlmyeUBan4/s1600-h/ferdinand-412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9K8iwj9TaI/AAAAAAAAACw/uVlmyeUBan4/s320/ferdinand-412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175406227139415458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently watching the Deathnote anime. Its almost identical to the movie save a few details. I realise that the iPod is pretty watchable other than the fact that the subtitles appear too small due to the screen size constraint. Anyway today $15 went down the drain to get a protective cover for my iPod screen but I guess its a worthwhile investment. The IT Fair at Suntec was one hella squeeze! Some guys pretty much showed their ugly side with displays of disapproval while using brute force to barge through the crowd which was totally uncouth and unruly. To appear at the fair you have to, I presume, be ready for some degree of jostling. Therefore why the lack of patience? Sighs..such is the state of some youths in society these days.&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed some books on Psychology today..hopefully it manages to stir some interest in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9K-jAj9TbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QiVuKnkMV-o/s1600-h/180px-Death_Note_Movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9K-jAj9TbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QiVuKnkMV-o/s320/180px-Death_Note_Movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175408430457638322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot get enough of L's wit. Off to more deathnote!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2179028238169093826?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2179028238169093826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2179028238169093826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2179028238169093826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2179028238169093826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/treble-gone.html' title='Treble gone!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R9K8iwj9TaI/AAAAAAAAACw/uVlmyeUBan4/s72-c/ferdinand-412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-9009015509201061044</id><published>2008-03-08T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:54:33.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathnote!</title><content type='html'>So eventually my team managed a meagre 4th spot for the cohesion soccer tournament which wasn't really our expected performance as we were considered overwhelming favourites to win. Anyway my mind has pretty much been preoccupied by thoughts of the imminent separation from my current mates and a totally new job scope. Sighs...but as the saying goes: The only constant in the world is change.&lt;br /&gt;Rented both deathnote movies yesterday and I must say I'm now a fan. Its really awesome watching the battle of wits between the two geniuses which are L and Light. Their every manoeuvre, plot and schemes being thwarted by each other, the movie is actually one intriguing chess match between two highly accomplished players. Eventually the game was a draw for both met their ends. It certainly got me hooked for the entire night and I would definitely recommend those who have yet watched the films. If you look deeper into the films, you realise the non-existent division between good and evil and that evil actually is a matter of perception. Light appears evil but in truth he is just firm with his belief in creating a world free of crime but in doing so he murdered. Its a little philosophical but I guess the show did provide me with some insight into the world as it is. Light is a terrorist and L is the anti party. The show portrays very well what might eventually happen to all of us in the future. The war against terrorism might end but the belief will always be present, just like what Light said at his death, which underlined his staunch determination to stick to his belief even to the death.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway congratualtions to all who did well for the A Levels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-9009015509201061044?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/9009015509201061044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=9009015509201061044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/9009015509201061044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/9009015509201061044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/deathnote.html' title='Deathnote!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-4030335033382559575</id><published>2008-03-02T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:50:15.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book in day</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly no feeling of dread at this present moment..probably due to the family chat regarding the fleeing JI leader which drew many jokes despite the severity of the situation. No harm deriving some fun from the sombre mood engulfing our little island I reckon! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway the career fair was fruitful in a way because I formulated a career path from the little nuggets of wisdom and advice from the experts there as well as my cousin Shandy, who was adamant that a civil service job is probably not for me. Hence, I believe I will pursue a degree in psychology next year with the aim of becoming an educational psychologist in the future. Its tentative but the thought is pretty enticing. Mum and dad were pretty supportive too. :)&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe that Arsenal scored that last second (literally) goal. Im flabbergasted! Anyway another demolition job well done for Man U, without the big guns on show. Hopefully Lyon's game will go well too! Booking in already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-4030335033382559575?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/4030335033382559575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=4030335033382559575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4030335033382559575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/4030335033382559575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/book-in-day.html' title='Book in day'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-5258965962577139836</id><published>2008-03-01T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:38.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-Change The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R8llrMCQ7AI/AAAAAAAAACo/hpekNukkdXM/s1600-h/L.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R8llrMCQ7AI/AAAAAAAAACo/hpekNukkdXM/s320/L.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172777439651228674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just randomly chose a movie with my platoon mates after our buffet session at Yuki Yaki today. Ok the food was average but extremely filling because the main dishes were meat based. Anyway not being a particularly ardent fan of Deathnote- I've never watched the first two films anyway, I truly enjoyed the movie. L (above) was strikingly endeearing. You just got to love his funny antics and eccentric behaviour, especially the scene where he typed in his typical bizarre fashion wearing a spastic looking mask. Anyway Jerry's enactment of the overall story had me intrigued by the highly sophisticated plot. Went looking for the DVD at west mall just now to no avail. Hopefully I can lay my hands on the DVD soon!&lt;br /&gt;The search for the terrorist chief is still ongoing and the news just reported that the search has been extended to Bukit Batok nature reserve. the thought of such a highly dangerous fugitive near my compound is really fear inducing but I have faith that the army and police will nab him soon.&lt;br /&gt;I parted company with my 2 year old Zen V Plus for an iPod Classic. Sentiments aside, my new gadget looks pretty cool and has a memory of 80GB. Still, I will miss my old MP3.&lt;br /&gt;Today's game in the rain ended on a high but QM broke news of his ankle injury probably barring him from soccer for a long time. Its kind of sad not being able to play with him but I really hope he recovers soon! A player of his calibre is a worthy teammate indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll drop by the career fair at Suntec. Hopefully I can find something of value! Haven't met dearest all week..really missing her already. Hopefully I can visit her at home tomorrow but I guess I won't stay for long also to minimise her distraction. I can see she put in her 200%.. I hope her hard work pays off! *prays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-5258965962577139836?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/5258965962577139836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=5258965962577139836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5258965962577139836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5258965962577139836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/03/l-change-world.html' title='L-Change The World'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R8llrMCQ7AI/AAAAAAAAACo/hpekNukkdXM/s72-c/L.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-2897615515780741092</id><published>2008-02-24T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T09:27:13.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5-1</title><content type='html'>Just came back from weekend COS duty..totally exhausted but then again..I feel so lucky to get these few hours off before returning.&lt;br /&gt;Don't Sweat The Small Stuff...and it's all small stuff By Richard Carlson&lt;br /&gt;One of the books I finished yesterday that I feel is worthy of mention. Esp this particular quote by Alfred D' Souza who said, " For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin- real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life."&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully put, this statement holds my conscience captive. I'm sure all of us are guilty of whiling our life away, delaying gratification. Such is the prevalence of greed in today's society that one's desires are never satisfied. Instead of whining about what we do not possess, why not celebrate life for all of its glory? What better time to enjoy life than now. The bills are going to be cleared anyway, the results are coming out anyhow, so why wait for that elusive "perfect day"? Today is our perfect day and it is up to us to seize it!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..pardon me blabbering my philosophical nonsense but the book does indeed put forth certain pointers that are not onlu valid but enlightening as well. However a minor flaw is the repetitive nature of the book which irked me a little but nevertheless, any book which added value to my life is one of significance.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my mother's birthday and I sent her a text message. 1st time in my life! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Eduardo's injury was horrendous..so the only posotive from Arsena;'s game is that they dropped 2 points. Coupled with Man U's 5-1 comprehensive thumping of Newcastle..we're only 3 points behind. Rooney grabbed a brace as well as Ronaldo with Saha claiming the fifth. Great week for United!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-2897615515780741092?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/2897615515780741092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=2897615515780741092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2897615515780741092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/2897615515780741092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/02/5-1.html' title='5-1'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3454216447971882930</id><published>2008-02-22T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:29:05.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpjyKsUeypU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpjyKsUeypU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When such scenes of pure jubilation erupts in full force in the presence of the figureheads of our city, you know something huge has happened. I happened to catch this news on my way to ktv last night and somehow, even though I didn't play any part in the bed, I felt a rush of pride to my head when the Olympics committee president flipped over the results slip. Its a great feeling to know that we can achieve so much despite our size against an overwhelming favourite in Moscow. &lt;br /&gt;"We dreamed big," PM Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;The euphoria at the Padang is reminiscent of our NDP celebrations. Celebrations well earned and my alma mater JJC was involved too! The involved can carry on celebrating while the rest can walk with our heads held high for being a citizen of this country that dared to dream, worked for the dream and yesterday evening, realised the dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3454216447971882930?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3454216447971882930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3454216447971882930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3454216447971882930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3454216447971882930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/02/youth-olympics.html' title='Youth Olympics'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6098530590741185680</id><published>2008-02-15T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:32:16.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week</title><content type='html'>Ok..something positive finally, in the midst of the hellgate experience. Great..ive cleared 2nd yr ippt with gold, 200 bucks and 3 friggin days off :D!&lt;br /&gt;Ok..this week's hype was all ard 14th...V Day. &lt;br /&gt;11 Hearts..1 Goal for my soccer interest&lt;br /&gt;A XL pen for my future profession&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much dearest for ur well thought gifts! I love them so much, though they just made me feel that much worse cuz i didnt really get anything for u yet given my time constraints (sheepish face)..but i'll make it up to u k?&lt;br /&gt;Been fantasising lately about my future ideal house. Even the tiniest details ive thought of. In actuality im highly thrilled by the prospect of marriage and the perks it offers. I do realise the financial burden and evrything but i really am lookin 4ward to marriage within the next decade of my life! My future is a rosy picutre courtesy of my fertile imagination and ive no intention to disrupt that dream of mine yet. I will work towards that ideal life!&lt;br /&gt;Man U lost in the derby match but the glimpses of the tributes to the Munich victims had really tugged at my heartstrings. Im proud to be a United fan despite the result!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch Ah Long Pte Ltd soon! CJ 7 too!&lt;br /&gt;I tink im watchin P.S I Love You on sun too! Im the ultimate movie buff!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6098530590741185680?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6098530590741185680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6098530590741185680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6098530590741185680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6098530590741185680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-week.html' title='Another week'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-595812337381312548</id><published>2008-02-09T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:48:47.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of the lunar year!</title><content type='html'>Happy new year to all! May the new year be a prosperous 1 to all out there.&lt;br /&gt;Ok..it has been a rather eventful few days. With the unhappy incidents all hailing from our beloved hellgate. There is this certain character inside the hell we all come from who has not only stepped on my tail but topped his "piss-me-off" endeavours with some vicious trampling. &lt;br /&gt;Uneducated? Check&lt;br /&gt;Barbaric? Check&lt;br /&gt;Uncouth? Check&lt;br /&gt;Poodle's name? Check&lt;br /&gt;Vicious? I should think not. Its such atrocious abuse of authority that has led to so many negative experiences within. I'm well aware of my duties and I assume my role dutifully. Yet im constantly haunted by these savage hunters of dignity and it has all led me down the road of deceit, hatred and what nots. Enclosed in this facade, I know my patience is running thin but its 9 months more. Endure and paradise awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was the MOE Teaching Seminar. The salary and benefits, though improved, are not really the drawing points for me. The videos really struck a chord with me. I know what I want, and its not money. Its my desire to make a difference to the lives of many people and I believe through education, I can secure the future that I project for my grandchildren and my descendents.&lt;br /&gt;I know the road is fraught with difficulties. Just as the MOE scholarship interview had me crashing to reality, I do realise my many shortcomings. I imagine engaging my students in creative learning, having fun yet absorbing as much knowledge as possible. Yet when I look at my brother, Im at a loss as to how to convey the vault of knowledge ive stored since pri 1 to him. However im excited at the prospect of realising my vision and dream. The icing on the cake is that baby also is bent on entering this profession. I cant wait! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu dunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5hA4yajRoI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5hA4yajRoI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou and his kung fu tou fu! This guy is unreal man! Any role cannot faze him. Any genre, any song, any role...he juggles it all like a seasoned pro. He is "diao" yet also hilarious with his hair n antics. He epitomises success through hard work. Why do I idolise Jay? He is no genius. His achievements are merely the result of gallons of sweat, towering ambitions and a willingness to learn from geniuses like Vincent Fang, Zhang Yimouu, LeeHom etc. I aspire to achieve success in my own endeavours thru the jay way. Watch "Dunk" and celebrate this gem of a celebrity!&lt;br /&gt;Baby..all the plans I told you about our future home and our shopping trip to molecule I promise I will achieve..together with you. Endure me k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-595812337381312548?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/595812337381312548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=595812337381312548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/595812337381312548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/595812337381312548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/02/1st-post-of-lunar-year.html' title='1st post of the lunar year!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6307990678363297546</id><published>2008-01-26T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:36:41.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week...</title><content type='html'>A few more hrs to book in timing...and ive jus booked out not longer than 12 hours ago...sighs..everyday is becoming something of a constant struggle against the great evils surrounding me everyday. Politics, cynicism, selfishness..it wasn't supposed to be like this..this should be a time for the strengthening of old bonds and the forging of new ones..thrust into the harsh realities of life..im finding it extremely hard to breathe...every breath is a suffocating agony...escaping from the place has ald become not a luxury but a time-out...for the recharging of my body to brave the storms that lie ahead the following week. I struggle to keep my cheerful exterior when inside of me my emotions are fighting this lonely war..backed with love from my family and dear. Its only recently that ive shown my suspect temperament. Thankfully ive my men..who prove to be a source of solace when the tough gets going..from my soccer buddies to my section. 26th jan..11th nov...a few more days and im left with 9 months..i can only look forward to that elusive date..while trying to avoid treading on potential potholes along the way that would culminate in a similar situation as the current weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Ive taken it upon myself that yang's education is in my hands..whether or not he turns out a brilliant or a flop student..im the only one he can realistically turn to when he is helpless. &lt;br /&gt;Also ive finally taken the step to obtain my driving liscense..im excited at the prospect but i do understand the difficulty i will face..nvm i will try my best anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Currently my world is shrouded in a mist of negativity..and i cannot see beyond this fog..but i see a faint shimmering light...faint but definitely there..to guide me and pull me thru all that life can throw at me.&lt;br /&gt;Baba tells me: "Build a firm foundation with the bricks others throw at you"&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6307990678363297546?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6307990678363297546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6307990678363297546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6307990678363297546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6307990678363297546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-week.html' title='What a week...'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-8872720112028229842</id><published>2008-01-01T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:39.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ORD Year!</title><content type='html'>Greetings one and all! Haha...happy ORD year to me! Having jus watched the countdown on tv..im so so glad 2007 is over..given the trials and tribulations ive been thru last year..so here comes 2008! I told dear n zhe i will go to the countdown party next year...and i mean it..nxt year i will totally let my hair down n celebrate!!&lt;br /&gt;So these few days have been full of reading up for me. Ive tried several psychometric tests online and from the books i borrowed and they seemingly unanimously direct me towards a profession in teaching or in journalism. Hence..it has come to my attention that majoring in english language cld b a viable option 4 me..however the prospects wrt to my career options appear rather bleak but again it cld b due to my ignorance rather than the low potential of a degree in english. Time is on my side..i guess i shall research everything more thoroughly b4 i make a decision. Anyway any1, who happen to chance upon this blog, kind enough to offer me advice is politely prompted to leave messages on the tagboard. I will appreciate it alot!&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to every1 out there! May the world be a less chaotic and more peaceful place in 2008. &lt;br /&gt;1) I will abide by my moral principles and ignore all external influences of a negative nature&lt;br /&gt;2) I will nurture patience and tolerance&lt;br /&gt;3) I will achieve all my targets and make a decision regarding my future&lt;br /&gt;4) I will love as much as I want to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R3kcBbgLJ5I/AAAAAAAAACU/hDrQ5MjzuWY/s1600-h/me+and+dearest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R3kcBbgLJ5I/AAAAAAAAACU/hDrQ5MjzuWY/s320/me+and+dearest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150178459763025810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will be there jus as you've been 4 me :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-8872720112028229842?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/8872720112028229842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=8872720112028229842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8872720112028229842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/8872720112028229842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-ord-year.html' title='Happy ORD Year!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R3kcBbgLJ5I/AAAAAAAAACU/hDrQ5MjzuWY/s72-c/me+and+dearest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-6486523746129001049</id><published>2007-12-29T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T21:22:45.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><content type='html'>So its a few more days to 2008..my ORD year! :D N block leave is over too..bracing myself 4 all the shit that will come my way when the high-key period starts. The block leave has been highly rewarding with me thoroughly enjoying my trip to Genting and also the making of our team jersey finally concretely concluded. Kinda worried I cannot recover from my sprained ankle in time for new year day but i guess i shall take it in my stride!&lt;br /&gt;Just borrowed this book "Starting out" by Philippa Lamb and Nigel Cassidy which is a career guidance book. Recently ive been perturbed by the fact that i do not really have a concrete goal of a career in mind. Hence i shall now embark on my crusade in determining my true passion and thus my dream job.&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely fascinated by movies. The kinda passion and topsy turvy emotions they seem to stir within me is seriously enthralling. Catch "Warlords" and "I am legend" if u guys haven caught them. Its truly a blessing to have actors such as Will Smith and Jet Li who seem to convey emotions so deep they reach the very depths of your soul. Esp Will Smith..man I totally am so in awe of that guy. If you watched the show, you'll see..his eyes speak volumes. The desperation..the extreme yearning of company..the gut wrenching hurt when he had to strangle his dog Samantha to death..the determination in his eyes when he held that grenade and charged straight at the army of living dead. His portrayal of Robert Neville was so vivid..you get sent into this emotionally charged roller coaster of an adventure the moment the film starts. His solitary battle against the virus..his myraid of conflicting feelings with his ideals of helping the infected ppl vs the hate for them causing the death of his dog pal. Watch it...I cannot sing enough praise of it!&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 4.5 goals/5 strikes (I Am Legend)&lt;br /&gt;        4 goals/5 strikes (The Warlords)&lt;br /&gt;So with the new year comes new goals for me..after ORD i will..&lt;br /&gt;1) Get my driving license ASAP &lt;br /&gt;2) Get my relief teaching job or tuition job&lt;br /&gt;3) Get my goals right..what I want as my future job&lt;br /&gt;4) Cherish my dearest more than ever. She is the one I wish to marry :)&lt;br /&gt;For all the tears and cheers I experienced in this eventful year of "manhood transformation", a phrase which ive deemed highly egoistic since god noes when..may the new year bring about great tidings and less extras for me. Onwards to ORD! 10 months more!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-6486523746129001049?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/6486523746129001049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=6486523746129001049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6486523746129001049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/6486523746129001049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-5666363137606561359</id><published>2007-12-15T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T15:26:26.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day for soccer</title><content type='html'>With the torrential downpour outside, I'm kinda happy that the rain didn't start earlier before I returned to the comfort of my home. Finally after 2 weeks of footballing absence, I managed a game with DG today. Although the opposition was at times over the top with their tackling, I felt pleased with the work out we had. Jere also brought a new friend Huang Wei (Another HW) so the day had gone pretty well. 2moro wld b the start of the Genting trip. I'm highly looking 4ward to it as it signifies a break from the usual army stuff that I had grown to nt like so much. Come Jan it would all start again. I'm dreading it but heck..its 10 months to ORD then..I can't wait to get my pink IC back. I miss it so so much. There r so many things I wan to accomplish come the new yr..probably I will draw up a master plan for year 2008 soon!! N i cannot wait to get our new DG jerseys. High time we took a team photo! To all Kop-ites..may the devils bless ur souls come sunday. I'm so looking 4ward to it..Liverpool vs Man U :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-5666363137606561359?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/5666363137606561359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=5666363137606561359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5666363137606561359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5666363137606561359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-day-for-soccer.html' title='Another day for soccer'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-5046307850424315425</id><published>2007-12-14T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:39.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin and the chipmunks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R2MQv7gLJ2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/fgnfgOmokSg/s1600-h/alvin+and+the+chipmunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R2MQv7gLJ2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/fgnfgOmokSg/s320/alvin+and+the+chipmunks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143973614999775074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't you wish ur girlfriend was hot like me..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..Alvin+Simon+Theodore=Loads of fun! I really cannot get enuf of their squeals and totally high pitched singing and harmonising!! Esp Theodore with that bulge. There r a few really classic scenes like the 1 when Simon "ate shit" literally! The show really got me into stitches right frm the start. The songs r highly catchy and their exaggerated expressions made the songs really easy to groove to. Guys...please do catch this comedy esp if you have younger siblings or kids. Highly engaging and superbly choreographed with state of the art effects, I totally am in love with this show!&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 4 goals/ 5 strikes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-5046307850424315425?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/5046307850424315425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=5046307850424315425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5046307850424315425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/5046307850424315425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2007/12/alvin-and-chipmunks.html' title='Alvin and the chipmunks!!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R2MQv7gLJ2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/fgnfgOmokSg/s72-c/alvin+and+the+chipmunks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-3101453989885368699</id><published>2007-12-14T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:35:46.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQrgn8iatYQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQrgn8iatYQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-3101453989885368699?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/3101453989885368699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=3101453989885368699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3101453989885368699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/3101453989885368699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-1202292809150927055</id><published>2007-12-14T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:26:39.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R2IVkLgLJ1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6tFhYvu58NA/s1600-h/rooney+captain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rrxDSVPveI4/R2IVkLgLJ1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6tFhYvu58NA/s320/rooney+captain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143697435717740370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celtic, Schalke, Olympiakos, Lyon or Fenerbahce&lt;br /&gt;Possible opponents in last 16..&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully not Lyon!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Rooney was captain against Roma! Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832818478169915406-1202292809150927055?l=weirooney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/feeds/1202292809150927055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3832818478169915406&amp;postID=1202292809150927055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1202292809150927055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832818478169915406/posts/default/1202292809150927055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirooney.blogspot.com/2007/12/football-stuff.html' title='Football stuff'/><author><name>The Enquirer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rrxDSVPveI4/R2IVkLgLJ1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6tFhYvu58NA/s72-c/rooney+captain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832818478169915406.post-7753103094279955116</id><published>2007-12-14T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:23:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short 1...</title><content type='html'>Its friday! Also signifying the start of my so long yet so short block leave (confused?) Anyway this is the weekend all EPL fans have been looking 4ward to...so enjoy it to the max! I certainly will enjoy watching Man U rip Liverpool's title hopes to shreds :D Well anyway yesterday was a very first twin date with jazreel n her bf, hanwei who turned out to b a rather friendly bloke! Haha...another new friend! If any1 out there caught Warlords ald and found it good pls do tell me! Kinda anticipating it but 1st I shall bring my hyper active brother out to watch Alvin n de chipmunks..which I believe will b a rather funny show. I guess that will suffice 4 my 1st entry! 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