<?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-6207890889815425712</id><updated>2011-06-20T02:15:51.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Tales</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-7174299333809499426</id><published>2007-03-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:26:59.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>You can push all the blame to me and pretend it's totally not your fault. I maybe stupid but I'm not buying into your trick, sorry. &lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how selfish some people can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update soon...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Marcus is right I'm &lt;em&gt;chiong&lt;/em&gt;-ing my Paladin to level 70.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-7174299333809499426?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7174299333809499426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=7174299333809499426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/7174299333809499426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/7174299333809499426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/03/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1947705129934658090</id><published>2007-03-06T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:54:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quaky situation</title><content type='html'>As I promised, today I will blog a WoW post but that will come later on. My friend just told me that Sandking did an ulti in Singapore - for those who doesn't Dota, it means that an earthquake was felt in Singapore. Two times, and from what I heard Ngee Ann Polytechnic had an evacuation. Huh? Why need to evacuate one... it was that bad &lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt;? I didn't notice that there was an earthquake until Jinfan told me. Clearly the earthquake wasn't large enough to alert me at all. The only earthquakes I noticed were the ones caused by Lesser Infernals falling onto the ground when I killed them. Exorcism is a great nuke ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I heard about the earthquake, I yahoo-ed to see if I can find any news on it yet. I failed, and came across this "Yahoo! Answers" instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/nophoto3_48x48.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3l1t3BaNd1tX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are earthquakes common in Indonesia,not in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;please answer the most appropriate answers.thx &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powderful engurish. Obviously a Singaporean, presumably a 10 year old who plays Maple Story. Some kind souls actually replied him and as I browse through the answers, one dude posted a chimology one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/1AASwkQXzAAMCQ4FckCZedv0A_medium.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fishball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malaysia-Singapore lie outside the Pacific Ring of Fire - a zone of frequent earthquakes and volcanic eruptions that encircles the basin of the Pacific Ocean, and is shaped like a 40,000 km long horseshoe. It is associated with a nearly continuous series of oceanic trenches, island arcs, and volcanic mountain ranges and/or plate movements. 90% of the world's earthquakes and 81% of the world's largest earthquakes occur along the Ring of Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia lies between the Ring of Fire along the northeastern islands adjacent to and including New Guinea and the Alpide belt along the south and west from Sumatra, Java, Bali, Flores, and Timor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am impressed, but could not extract any personality deduction except that he could be a nothing-better-to-do geologist and he likes fishball. Of course there's always stupid replies, such as this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/nophoto3_48x48.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talkaTEETH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;We are protected by M'sia and Indonesia. And the people above have answered all the basic geography about earthquakes. pacific ring of fire blah blah blah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source(s):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took geography as a core subject in Sec sch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERD ALERT! What a smart alec. Protected by M'sia and Indonesia that's why no earthquakes? Anyone with IQ more than 10 can come up with better logic - big shame on your Geography teacher. Typical smart alec Singaporean. Yes, high schools are called "secondary school" in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, being a 10-year-old, no-life Maple Story player, the questioner picked the lamest answer which made the most sense to his little brain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/1XkjSw1FyAAEB5wJhPI2Z9MYA_medium.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Best Answer - Chosen By Voters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia is huge compared to Singapore. Pick a Sinapore-sized part of Indonesia at random, and see if it had any earthquakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Votes 100%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamer. Another smart-alec. Jakarta is smaller than Singapore, but we do have Earthquakes there -- often enough. Worst logic ever. And by the way - any country is huge compared to &lt;s&gt;Sinapore&lt;/s&gt; Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever we put them &lt;em&gt;Kiasu Singaporeans&lt;/em&gt; in Indonesia, boy they will get freaked out by the constant quakes that we have. Can't blame them, nothing exciting ever happens around here in Singapore. People get so bored that they call for Tsunami Alert when they see a tiny surfing wave. And every slightest flu in town is diagnosed as bird flu. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, here are some screenshots that I have accumulated during my journey in land of Azeroth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowpudge.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="Pudge! With a different name..." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowpudge.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowpudge2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="A closer look at the beauty that is WoW" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowpudge2.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowcursed.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="I got cursed and became undead for like 5 mins" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowcursed.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowboatride.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="A ship ride to Auberdine, passing by Azuremist Island" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowboatride.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wownicesky.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="WoW environment is top-notch" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wownicesky.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowvalentine.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="Got rejected by NPC on Valentine's =(" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowvalentine.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowflightcauldronview.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="Taking a flight through The Cauldron" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowflightcauldronview.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowflighttosw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="Flight back to Stormwind" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowflighttosw.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowdalaran.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="The barrier of Dalaran city! Impressive, man!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowdalaran.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowstranglehornvale.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="At Stranglehorn Vale.. I've got a friggin' mount!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowstranglehornvale.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowdmg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="Ogre owned by my 904 damage crit" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowdmg.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowpigswim.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="In WoW, even pigs can swim (my char at Dragonmaw)" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wowpigswim.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1947705129934658090?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1947705129934658090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1947705129934658090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1947705129934658090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1947705129934658090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/03/quaky-situation.html' title='A quaky situation'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6924720176241843288</id><published>2007-03-04T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T15:09:20.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing a different boat</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, FYP is somehow over, but instead of being overjoyed I am sitting here worriedly waiting for the result. It won't be out till end of March or early April, and I am aware that there is a chance that I might fail, and not a small one at that. I worked so hard that I forgot to work smart =(  I hope to get sufficient rest this holiday, and then maybe prepare for a new project so in case I fail, I would have started ahead of time. The exams have really been a big eye-opener, I actually thought Product Design as a viable future for me despite everyone saying I'm better at graphics. Or rather, 2D compared to 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was kind of sad. Well I wasn't sad in the beginning, but some people made me realize what I didn't want to; that day onwards we would all be heading different ways. I never thought poly as something I enjoy, I dreaded to go there and all. And suddenly, without our realization, bonds have been formed between some people - bonds that were created from bittersweet experiences. Bonds I never knew I have. It came to mind I have yet made the same mistake I did 4 years ago; I never cherished the time I had in high school and now that it's been over, I can only miss it so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Within these short 3 years is a memory of a lifetime&lt;/em&gt; - I will always remember Joanne's loud laughter, Frederick being a nice asshole, Daniel's relentless kindness, the Malays talking Malay to me, and a myriad other memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic ahead: World of Warcraft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6924720176241843288?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6924720176241843288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6924720176241843288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6924720176241843288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6924720176241843288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/03/sailing-different-boat.html' title='Sailing a different boat'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5154579952611510474</id><published>2007-02-26T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T04:05:50.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You need a life</title><content type='html'>FYI, I didn't abandon my blog... I am just too tied up.&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday and Thursday didn't sleep again, only that this time it was so much harder to stay up. The previous 50-hours of awakeness was endurable because of the massive adrenaline, as well as that I had a hidden source of power =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my FYP schedule for the following week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: External Examination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: External Examination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: External Examination + Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: Diploma Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: Diploma Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: FREEMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few quick things I'd like to mention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I hate non-design people who think being in the design line is easy and whatever they're doing takes up much more than design.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: You work as a Sentosa Island receptionist. You sweat under the blazing sun and don't get to sit. Thus, you tell your designer friend that he's so lucky, only have to lock himself up, draw nice drawings, can sit down 24/7 in a fully air-conditioned room. All I can say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/loser_elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are totally rubbish for saying things you don't know about. It's the same as saying 1 + 2 = 6 without an effing reason to back yourself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I don't hate lazy people. I hate people who stop learning.&lt;/strong&gt; When you stop learning, you can become stupid. When you become stupid, you like to act smart. And then me hate you x1000. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By learning I don't mean school stuff, getting diploma, masters, blah blah. What I mean is using your brain constantly to process useful and sensible things (provided you have a brain in the first place). Also, scoring 8 for O's doesn't prove that you're smarter than one who scored 25. At all. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, never show off your O's score because past your meager young age, it is absolutely meaningless. Scratch that, it does have one meaning: you're a nerdy bookworm. So again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/loser_elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My sister is selling some accessories on her blog, do visit her blog at &lt;a href="http://fairycandies.blogspot.com/"&gt;fairycandies.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I insist you take a look, because if you don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/loser_elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just got owned by Elvis. &lt;br /&gt;Time to get back to work =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5154579952611510474?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5154579952611510474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5154579952611510474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5154579952611510474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5154579952611510474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-need-life.html' title='You need a life'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8921687481697338578</id><published>2007-02-21T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:58:11.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless</title><content type='html'>I swear that FYP is such a never-ending marathon,&lt;br /&gt;Even that finish line is but a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the pinnacle of sleeplessness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8921687481697338578?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8921687481697338578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8921687481697338578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8921687481697338578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8921687481697338578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/sleepless.html' title='Sleepless'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8429087205972236160</id><published>2007-02-17T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T19:28:48.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If..</title><content type='html'>Wishing everyone a &lt;strong&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can turn back time, I'd like to say sorry and I would do whatever you ask.. I'm just too stupid, stubborn, stuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Surely the year ahead will be a better one for u"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, like how am I supposed stay positive this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8429087205972236160?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8429087205972236160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8429087205972236160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8429087205972236160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8429087205972236160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/if.html' title='If..'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-4339011188509605876</id><published>2007-02-16T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:21:03.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Mosquito</title><content type='html'>I am now having spasm like a fish out of water... thanks to mosquito bites.&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the gym for awhile today, compelled to do a short exercise, but poor unaware me didn't know that there was a mosquito there. A VERY hungry mosquito. In 3 minutes, I got bitten 6 times in 5 spots by a SINGLE mosquito! Sad. A mosquito had CNY feast on me. In case you are wondering how it is possible to get bitten 6 times in 5 spots.. well in one spot I bitten TWICE. Perhaps a picture would better explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/mosq.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the mosquito was on Viagra. And stop admiring my awesome photoshop art. I couldn't help but draw beautiful pictures *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND in case you were wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/cabsnatch.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-4339011188509605876?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4339011188509605876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=4339011188509605876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4339011188509605876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4339011188509605876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-mosquito.html' title='CNY Mosquito'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6150120175938635591</id><published>2007-02-15T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:58:44.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving ahead</title><content type='html'>I didn't blog on the 14th cuz I was having moodswing like a small girl on pms, and I don't want my blog to get all emo so I didn't write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'm still feeling a bit moody so maybe this entry will get some emo touch afterall. Ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, one belief has never come to a change; anything that makes you happy, will one day make you sad as well. The higher you've flown, the further you will fall. Such is the basic rule of balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon I will graduate from TP (if I pass my FYP) and then there will surely be goodbyes, to my friends and great lecturers. We leave footprints in places, and people come and go, and they say it's part of life. Despite whatever you think of me, I do spend a lot of efforts into friendship. And the very thought of leaving a place makes me think that I'm going to lose my friends again. About 3 years ago, when my highschool classmates went to JCs, I was devastated and I told one of my friends about it. I remember she then said, "Don't worry, we won't forget you". Such simple words, almost cliche. But it was just the words I wanted to hear... I broke down in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that experience alone has shaped me into a better human. People come, people go, but we can always go back one space and keep in touch, if we care enough to spend the effort. Leaving a place is not always a bad thing, leaving a place means moving onwards, meeting new people in totally different experiences. If we were stuck to one place, there will be less chances for new things in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATION!&lt;br /&gt;You just wasted a few minutes of your life listening to my crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm moving house once again. Since birth, I've moved house for 5 times so this will be the 6th. I just moved in to my current place around 6 months ago, people ask me why the heck would I move again? Somemore it's got a great-looking swimming pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/pool.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/pooltn.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, this house was bought too hastily because last time my family needed a place to stay (since we sold our previous house too early). In my opinion I think this condo has a very pleasant design, BUT the maintenance etc is wayyyy below average. They hire untrained cleaners, not to mention lazy ones. The gardener anyhow spray water around and leaves the hose unmanned. And I think the cleaners weren't paid to clean up the pool or something; there are leaves and dirts everywhere in the pool and jacuzzis. Not to mention the guards, some of them are fucking rude. There was this one time I was so tired and the entrance gate was faulty it wouldn't open. I told the guards, they couldn't care less, giving me the "it's not my problem" attitude. Were u paid to watch TV or something? The gym on the other hand is damn nice, keeps you coming back for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the place where I'm moving into is better. It has to, I mean it costs almost twice as much as my current house &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;I've only been there once though, so I can only remember a few details. Design wise I think it loses out, because this condo is 4 years old. Swimming pool on the third floor, damn small. Gym on the 13th floor, quite a view. My unit is on the 29th floor, meaning jump down sure die exploded beyond recognition. My room scores a 1 out of 10 for design. Seriously need a major revamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.singaporeexpats.com/singapore-property-pictures/properties/the-boulevard-residences/BLVD.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6150120175938635591?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6150120175938635591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6150120175938635591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6150120175938635591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6150120175938635591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-didnt-blog-on-14th-cuz-i-was-having.html' title='Moving ahead'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3481068222681256192</id><published>2007-02-13T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T14:19:13.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus stop issue</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP critical period has passed by, or at least I consider it so. There will be another grading session which comes in the form of an exhibition. Hopefully those &lt;em&gt;angmohs&lt;/em&gt; whom are coming to grade us are nice enough to not look down at us asian. Otherwise, they can go choke on some Chinese cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did my FYP go, if you'd care to ask. Overall, I think I did better than my usual crappy projects (in which the lecturers had to buy my bluffs) but whether it was good enough to pass me I don't know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to school and seemingly for the first time, I didn't take a cab. That's right, I took the ol' 518 from the bus stop outside of Heeren. As you might already know, this bus comes in like every 30-40 mins. So, right, I sat there waiting patiently without things having my iPod to entertain me, and focusing on the environment I realized a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/12022007572.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/12022007572e.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many people are ignorant, and I also thing that the Heeren bus stop is one of the most unstrategic bus stop in Singapore. There I was, aseated on one convenient seat, waiting for the bus. Having to wait for very long, I naturally wouldn't want to miss the bus for anything other than Jessica Alba. But every few mins, someone would come and STAND in front of me, peeking about to see if his/her bus has come by. &lt;strong&gt;HELLO&lt;/strong&gt;? You are blocking my view sir, please move away kthxbye. Of course I didn't say that. But looking at my insolent stare I think they could read my mind. Then they'd do the "oh, I'm sorry I will &lt;em&gt;siam&lt;/em&gt;" move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;s&gt;potbelly &lt;em&gt;ahpek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; mindful-looking elderly is just one of the many people who did the same dreadful thing. The first thing I do when I go to a bus stop, is to make sure that I'm not blocking anyone's line of vision - I think it should at least be considered a basic courtesy. So, for the love of God, do tell your mother father brother sister uncle auntie &lt;em&gt;ahma ahkong&lt;/em&gt; to not do such a thing. I wouldn't tell my dad 'cause he wouldn't care anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all this cannot surpass the stupidity, of whoever PLANTED THAT STUPID TREE next to the bus stop!!!! &amp;@^!%#$ARGHH the humanity...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3481068222681256192?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3481068222681256192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3481068222681256192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3481068222681256192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3481068222681256192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/bus-stop-issue.html' title='Bus stop issue'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5515083666330324753</id><published>2007-02-04T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:29:19.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>I love buying food at &lt;strong&gt;Yakitori&lt;/strong&gt; because they got one pretty&amp;hawt and one sweet&amp;innocent chicks.....err I mean chicken....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me if I put on 20kg soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5515083666330324753?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5515083666330324753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5515083666330324753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5515083666330324753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5515083666330324753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-7313913043576829835</id><published>2007-02-03T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:09:11.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed</title><content type='html'>Sigh damn sad right now.&lt;br /&gt;FYP is really ruining my life in more than one way...&lt;br /&gt;It is affecting my mental and physical health, my social life and many other things. I sleep 5-6 hours a day, have one meal a day - not because I want to but because I have no time - yet my mom never choose to understand. She only knows how to scold when I sleep late or skipped my meal - does she even know why I do the things I do? Nope. All the workload in school gives enough stress to kill me. Then when I return home, I don't get to relax. I have to do more work while enduring my mom's nagging. TIAN AH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I endure quite well. They say FYP is the one of the effective ways to lose weight, and so far I've only lost 2 kg. It's not bad comparing to the period of time when I easily lost 6-7 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP will unofficially finish on the 7th of Feb, in which on the 6th the stress level will be paramount. I miss having free time. I miss sleeping soundly. I miss eating properly. I miss hanging out with my cliques. I miss potato couching. I miss watching movie. I miss badmintoning. I miss gaming. I miss LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;tsomehtouyssimillatsgnomadna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-7313913043576829835?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7313913043576829835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=7313913043576829835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/7313913043576829835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/7313913043576829835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/02/haiz-damn-sad.html' title='Missed'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-4985984058961020946</id><published>2007-01-31T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:25:38.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enthusiast</title><content type='html'>Blog on hiatus, currently busy doing SUPER INTERESTING PROJECT called FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/enthu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-4985984058961020946?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4985984058961020946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=4985984058961020946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4985984058961020946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4985984058961020946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-on-hiatus-currently-busy-doing.html' title='Enthusiast'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3074612859914739200</id><published>2007-01-25T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:05:39.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pineapple</title><content type='html'>I didn't intend to blog until weekend, but my hands and head are itchy so here goes a short post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday met up with Mr. Faifai who came all the way from Malaysia, with Karad and JJ. He is (supposedly) some famous guy in IT business, and he is also globally recognized. Dinner was on him, I think the bill amounted to $100+, it was in a Japanese restaurant near Raffle De Plaza hotel. Yeah, he isn't of my age group. I thought he was going to be like 45 year old, but he confessed he was only 30+ and going to be a dad soon. Well all in all, I look forward to pawning you in Dota tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also yesterday, Nut called me up at like 11pm. I discovered some damn funny fact! Confidential so cannot tell you all (yet?). However, I felt so sorry that I hung up the phone because 10 mins after talking, my Dota game started! Sigh. I really felt guilty afterwards. Sorry Nut. Make it up to you another time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today and don't know why my hair looks exactly like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/pineapple.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3074612859914739200?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3074612859914739200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3074612859914739200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3074612859914739200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3074612859914739200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/pineapple.html' title='Pineapple'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1140872470750624927</id><published>2007-01-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:56:33.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish</title><content type='html'>Pissed off day.&lt;br /&gt;To put it kindly, I wish some people can stop being FUCKING IMMATURED!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1140872470750624927?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1140872470750624927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1140872470750624927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1140872470750624927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1140872470750624927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/childish.html' title='Childish'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6094536452138945005</id><published>2007-01-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T06:19:58.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP first critique</title><content type='html'>Result of the first presentation is out, I barely passed and might fail if I don't improve my work! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The announcement showed me shocking results, people who I couldn't imagine would fail did fail, and those I kind of expected to fail, got a clear pass! What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I wouldn't be too bothered with other people's result. I just care to save my own ass. Here onwards, I'm gonna work my ass out and unleash all my powers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/shinkuuhadouken.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very grateful to my friends who understand that I am very busy at the moment, cannot go out on weekends. These 4 months haven't catch any movie. Kind of no life =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6094536452138945005?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6094536452138945005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6094536452138945005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6094536452138945005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6094536452138945005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/fyp-first-critique.html' title='FYP first critique'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2443114381260856467</id><published>2007-01-20T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T04:32:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future planning</title><content type='html'>After FYP I wanna do a lot lot lot of things. I have a thousand and five plans in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Level up my Paladin to lvl 70&lt;br /&gt;2. Get back my Dota shape&lt;br /&gt;3. Take up Chinese class. W00t. &lt;em&gt;Ni hao ma&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;4. Take up Piano class. Or drumming!&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a full time job to get PR&lt;br /&gt;6. Sign up this 2 months workshop with Joy =D&lt;br /&gt;1005. Hardcore badminton-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I told you I got a thousand and five plans. I bet you didn't notice I skipped some number! HAHAH FOOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Botak Josh is my gf =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left out one plan;&lt;br /&gt;1006. Start going church again =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2443114381260856467?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2443114381260856467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2443114381260856467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2443114381260856467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2443114381260856467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/future-planning.html' title='Future planning'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6423001606652129826</id><published>2007-01-19T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T04:30:59.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning up</title><content type='html'>I just went to clean up my friendster, took me long painful hours to scan through everyone and delete people up. They were these people whom I added/had added me like 3 years back, yet we don't know each other and stuff. WELL don't blame me! I was like a friendster virgin then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number went down from 522 to 390.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have missed some, but hey...&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say the rest are my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6423001606652129826?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6423001606652129826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6423001606652129826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6423001606652129826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6423001606652129826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning up'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1308390124128431685</id><published>2007-01-18T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:20:54.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence after storm</title><content type='html'>PFFWAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Another battle has ended. Wednesday was my second presentation (3 more to go), and I didn't sleep the night before. I felt like I was the sleepiest person in the whole universe, and at the rate I was yawning I could probably enter Guinness World Record; about twice a minute. So imagine, within the few hours of that day I yawned like 600 times. Fortunately I didn't break my jaw, although I think a few houseflies managed to fly into my mouth. I was so sleepy that I don't feel sleepy at all, if that makes sense. Unknowingly I fell asleep while watching a friend's presentation. There weren't many chairs in the room so most of us sat/slept on the floor. I woke up right after the lecturers announced to call it a day, and realized that I had drooled unfashionably on the floor. Looking around to make sure nobody noticed it, I quickly grabbed a nearby packet of tissue and wipe it clean. Hmm.. wait, how come so coincidentally got a packet of tissue nearby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/av-2821.gif" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture - credit to Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 6.30pm and I slept soon after. Sleeping is truly a luxury and has become one of my hobbies. Albert is kind of useless without sleep. His brain capacity is halved, turning him into a real life &lt;strong&gt;Homer Simpson &lt;/strong&gt;(except for the baldness and belly). I really cannot do without sleep, head to toe will feel strained, body resistance goes down by a mile, and above all that; skin turns bad, dark eye circles, memory loss and whatever-else-have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a one-day rest and played WoW awhile just now, levelling up from 28 to 30! 10 more levels to my first mount. Huge thanks to both small nut and big nut (I'm not talking dirty), for levelling my Thyral from 26 to 28, giving items and money, and everything else. I haven't seen any gamer as nice as these people. My deepest gratitude =]  I think next time I dedicate an entry for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the expansion to WoW, The Burning Crusade, was just released on last Tuesday. In Singapore, the release event was held at Suntec City. I don't know the exact number of people who queued up for the release, but there were easily one to two thousand people or more. Friend of mine told me the queue was until outside the building. I was at home then and I could imagine, there were many nerds and geeks and obese people over there, whose life purpose was no other than to play WoW. I bet they were carrying geeky flags and banners just like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/geekflag.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm damn sad that I don't have a copy of The Burning Crusade yet =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WoW is the evil", quoted from Josh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1308390124128431685?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1308390124128431685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1308390124128431685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1308390124128431685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1308390124128431685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/silence-after-storm.html' title='Silence after storm'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1767078508916205909</id><published>2007-01-16T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:32:41.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Damn frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;Tommorow is my presentation #1, and I still have things not done up. This is like a battle, a final war, in which I already got wounded by a flurry of arrows but I have to either fight on or fall down and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/lastsamurai.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my coursemates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just do your best and leave the rest to God" is exactly what I'll be doing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1767078508916205909?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1767078508916205909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1767078508916205909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1767078508916205909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1767078508916205909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8102949662752136258</id><published>2007-01-15T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:32:41.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof that I'm in stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Best Treatment for a Twitching Eye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Dr. Ben Kim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.drbenkim.com/&gt;DrBenKim.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what makes the muscles around your eyes twitch and flutter from time to time? The answer to this question is relatively simple. And so is the remedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the six hundred plus muscles that exist throughout your body and head are supplied by nerves that originate in your brain. If you take it from the top, your brain induces a signal that travels down through your brain stem and spinal cord and out through peripheral nerves to reach each of your muscles. The flow of electricity through this pathway is what allows you to have motor control over your muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain and spinal cord are much like the water tower in your city. Both are full of energy and just itching to gush electricity and water out through peripheral nerves and city water pipes, respectively. In the case of your municipal water supply, you are able to regulate how much water comes out of the pipes in your home with your faucets. In the case of your body, your peripheral nerves are your faucets and must regulate how much electron flow is allowed to come out of your spinal cord and travel to your muscles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to what causes a twitching eye, the twitching muscle in question is called your orbicularis oculi muscle. This muscle has two parts: a palpebral part that allows you to open and close your eyelids, and an orbital part that allows you to have a wide range of expressive looks with your eyes, a good example being when your eyes open really wide with surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peripheral nerve that acts as a faucet for your orbicularis oculi muscle is called the temporal branch of your facial nerve. So, for you to open and close your eyelids or open your eyes as wide as possible, the temporal branch of your facial nerve must allow just enough electricity to come out from your brain and brain stem and travel to your orbicularis oculi muscle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the vast majority of cases of a twitching or fluttering eye, the problem is with the temporal branch of the facial nerve. When this nerve becomes fatigued, it acts like a worn down water faucet - the flow of electrons is no longer smooth and even. The result is that your orbicularis oculi muscle will twitch or flutter as it receives jolts of uncontrolled information from your brain and brain stem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you missed it, I just gave you the answer to the most common cause of a twitching eye: &lt;strong&gt;fatigue&lt;/strong&gt;. And fatigue goes hand in hand with stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the muscles that surround your eyes twitch and flutter, chances are very good that you are fatigued and stressed. So the remedy for a twitching eye is rest and relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not muscle relaxants, not pain killers, not chiropractic adjustments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest and relaxation. Period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;em&gt;end of article&lt;/em&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit concerned when the lower eyelid of my left eye frequently twitches in the recent period of time. So, I went onto the internet to check what is up with this irritating spasm, and found the above article which is one of the best I could find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stress&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;fatigue&lt;/strong&gt; make perfect sense. The stress of FYP is no shit. Honestly I think I haven't been hardworking enough, or rather I work too slow. A coursemate of mine consulted the lecturer, and this is what the lecturer told him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I were you I'd be shitting bricks right now"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I didn't go school after rushing my work just now (read my previous post). My (another) lecture is on leave, because she is having stomach flu. So lame. Then again, she is just a human like the rest of us, although her drawing skills are beyond human standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need rest and relaxation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8102949662752136258?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8102949662752136258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8102949662752136258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8102949662752136258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8102949662752136258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/proof-that-im-in-stress.html' title='Proof that I&apos;m in stress'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6544428629896573623</id><published>2007-01-15T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T13:01:32.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro</title><content type='html'>I think I'm damn pro.&lt;br /&gt;I rushed 3 months' work in one week,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna rush 3 days' work in &lt;strong&gt;TWO HOURS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which explains why this blog post is so short =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lecturer once told me, in Design school, once your Final Year Project starts, I'm gonna eat FYP, drink FYP, sleep FYP, breathe FYP. And I thought she was kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6544428629896573623?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6544428629896573623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6544428629896573623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6544428629896573623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6544428629896573623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/pro.html' title='Pro'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3585243346581596313</id><published>2007-01-13T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T06:31:08.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of insanity</title><content type='html'>That's it. I've gone mad. FYP stress is WAYYY too much for my puny dumb dumb brain. I broke into insanity (also thanks to Fergalicious song getting me high) about an hour before I post this blog. I put up my clubbing gear and started &lt;u&gt;dancing around&lt;/u&gt;! GOD HELP US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I shamelessly started to invite people to view webcam. I swear it felt like I was on drugs. &lt;em&gt;Could it have been the mocha cake I ate awhile ago?&lt;/em&gt; Did a lot of retarded stuff on my webcam, Daniel and Daryl being a live testimony to that. It took about an hour before my high mood subsided. Took some MSN screenshots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/darylweb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/darylweb1.jpg" width="350" height="219" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at his face!! STUNNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/darylweb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/darylweb2.jpg" width="350" height="219" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and so he changed his nick. Look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/danwebcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/danwebcam.jpg" width="350" height="219" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I un-geared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel made up some HILARIOUS comic using my webcam pics and Daryl's. DAMN FUNNY. But cannot publish here cuz Daniel asked me to do retarded poses. I bet you're dying to see!!! HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next entry in the near future, I'm going to blog an entry called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pick Up Some Humility&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, look out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fergalicious definition make &lt;s&gt;em&lt;/s&gt; us boys go crayzeeeh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3585243346581596313?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3585243346581596313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3585243346581596313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3585243346581596313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3585243346581596313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/point-of-insanity.html' title='Point of insanity'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-7720958526773995194</id><published>2007-01-12T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T15:06:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbitz for gamers</title><content type='html'>A few days have passed, and I barely touched WoW. And hence no screenshots of my journey as well. I miss questing around with my Paladin *sad*. Kinda feel bad for small Nutz, we usually quest together and then I told him I can't play much till next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have tempted some of this blog's readers to get into playing WoW by posting those screenshots. It is indeed a great game, especially for those who crave for MMORPG games. But the thing is, it is a tad bid expensive and you "lose" money each day that you don't play. Still, it's got 7 million players, and I bet if it was free-to-play the number will double up to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine how rich these Blizzard people could be. WoW costs around SGD$23 a month. 7 million x 23 = SGD$161 million a month! That much money can last me a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're into WoW but can't afford it and still dying to play it, there's some "substitutes" available. There's WoW private server and also Cabal Online. Cabal online has 90% identical interface to WoW. In my view, Cabal offers more fun for "soloing", whereas WoW focuses on player interactions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/cabalchar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/cabalchar.jpg" width="350" height="256" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L to R: Force Shielder, Warrior, Wizard, Blader, Force Blader, Force Archer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DROOLS* Oh-em-gee. All the six characters wearing Osmium gears! How can you not possibly fall in love with the two Osmium Katana our dear Blader is holding! Thanks to Cabal Online, I have a fad to Osmium-ish stuff. There's this shoes in Nike shop that has an Osmium look on it, 's called Nike Laser or something, couldn't leave the shop without buying one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That picture alone was enough to get me into playing Cabal Online. The Archer uses a gun, how cool is that. I really, really like the concept for Cabal Online. In contrast to WoW, Cabal Online is very futuristic. In WoW, you get different sorts of animals/monsters for mount. In Cabal Online, you get what they call Astral Board and Astral Bike! They aren't like your ordinary skateboard or motorbike. These kickass gadgets FLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to Cabal Online is available to the right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-7720958526773995194?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7720958526773995194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=7720958526773995194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/7720958526773995194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/7720958526773995194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/tidbitz-for-gamers.html' title='Tidbitz for gamers'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2509161108396000174</id><published>2007-01-11T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T03:18:00.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcam moment</title><content type='html'>I took a screenshot of my screen when me and Sherlynn were webcamming. Her connection was bad, the cam froze a lot of times, and there was one time it froze while she had a &lt;em&gt;gong&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/webcam.jpg" width="350" height="219" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I hope she doesn't come to my blog! Or else I'm going to get sued. She is gonna sue me with the 500 bucks she earned Christmas-caroling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Note 2 started another bert-looks-like-L thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/L2.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look like &lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm maybe look like &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Both got two eyes, one nose, one mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2509161108396000174?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2509161108396000174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2509161108396000174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2509161108396000174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2509161108396000174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/webcam-moment.html' title='Webcam moment'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-4820330012834462021</id><published>2007-01-09T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T05:56:52.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another quickie</title><content type='html'>I deleted one of my previous posts due to an inaccurate information provided in the entry. It wasn't entirely my fault; I just wrote what people have told me. I shouldn't be too trusting, really. People are abusing my gullibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which post was it that I deleted, you asked? Well, if you don't know/can't remember, all the better it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to summarise what's been up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm still busy with project, very much so&lt;br /&gt;-Today was a pissed-ful day&lt;br /&gt;-But my day was soon made at 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;-I'm missing a certain someone.. or two :)&lt;br /&gt;-In case you're wondering, no it's not you -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for making sugh ugly entries these days. I haven't the time to find materials. Things will get better once I'm not busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-4820330012834462021?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4820330012834462021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=4820330012834462021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4820330012834462021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4820330012834462021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-quickie.html' title='Another quickie'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2249923118971731116</id><published>2007-01-09T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:07:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop spamming adds</title><content type='html'>Don't mean to show off at all, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fsadd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fsadd.jpg" height="329" width="350" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls stop adding..?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have repeatedly mentioned in my friendster that if you don't know me don't just anyhow click add? At least message then maybe I will reply. Anyway I removed most of my pics already, so hopefully there won't be anymore &lt;strong&gt;twits&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;twats&lt;/strong&gt;, who don't even bother to read my profile, adding me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I'm damn proud to say that the friends I already have are all great people. I love them all. And I am touched that these people take me as their friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love my dota team no matter how pissed I get during the game at times.&lt;br /&gt;I love friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Filipino maids should really shave their armpit hair especially when they like to wear tubes. Things like this might ruin my Sunday you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that's random :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2249923118971731116?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2249923118971731116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2249923118971731116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2249923118971731116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2249923118971731116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/stop-spamming-adds.html' title='Stop spamming adds'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6455380376936478505</id><published>2007-01-08T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:26:43.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood returned</title><content type='html'>Continuation from previous post below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Peggy Heng aka sadist-xiaoqiang-killer for cheering me up! She dedicated her latest entry to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from &lt;a href=http://thy-dowager.blogspot.com&gt;Peggy's blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"I grabbed some tissues from the box at my side,&lt;br /&gt;Charged right at Mr Xiao Qiang,&lt;br /&gt;I pressed, i sqaushed, i squeezed, i smashed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;I am stunned. And grateful. There ought to be more people like her.. this world would be cockroach-free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6455380376936478505?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6455380376936478505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6455380376936478505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6455380376936478505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6455380376936478505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/mood-returned.html' title='Mood returned'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2143208411273565812</id><published>2007-01-08T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T01:55:32.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden moodswing</title><content type='html'>Sudden moodswing, and feeling low..&lt;br /&gt;Someone hurry and cheer me up on MSN =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2143208411273565812?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2143208411273565812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2143208411273565812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2143208411273565812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2143208411273565812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/sudden-moodswing.html' title='Sudden moodswing'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1201842639410159297</id><published>2007-01-07T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T05:38:28.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzard ruins life</title><content type='html'>I've only got ten minuutes to blog before my Dota game starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been busy with my World of Warcraft. I think it is starting to consume me. Arghh! Blizzard is too crafty for ol' gullible me. You see I have a 4-months duration project, and now I have to rush them in like one week. The next time you read about me might be from a mortuary page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I wish to entice my readers about the beauty of WoW.&lt;br /&gt;I told you about the tram I took in Stormwind, but did not get a clear screenshot of it. As I said you can see the wintery land outside from the tram:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/tramwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/tramwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have journeyed to places aplenty now. Some things in the World of Warcraft could turn out to be rather amusing. My Paladin is stronger than I thought she could be. Aside from banishing the evil forces, bashing the skulls of bandits and brutes, she can also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/waterminingwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/waterminingwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do mining underwater. Like whoa.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/spearedwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/spearedwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speared through by javelins? Amen, not a problem.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some random screenshots I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/tramwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/tramwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flying mount. Cool beans.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/girlinneedwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/girlinneedwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female advantage... read the chat log.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/nutroguewow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/nutroguewow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marshal nutty nut.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes is already up! My dota team is waiting for me. See you another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*40 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;The dota game sucks major balls.&lt;br /&gt;Bad teammates recur my temperament blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1201842639410159297?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1201842639410159297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1201842639410159297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1201842639410159297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1201842639410159297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/blizzard-ruins-life.html' title='Blizzard ruins life'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8403025860772065139</id><published>2007-01-07T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T05:27:41.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To: Mr. Abandoned Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mr. Blog for not updating you at all. I promise I'll clean your cobwebs soon. I'm sure you know what I been busy with ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolution: WoW less, do work more&lt;br /&gt;I will update tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurriedly signed,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8403025860772065139?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8403025860772065139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8403025860772065139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8403025860772065139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8403025860772065139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/quick-post.html' title='Quick post'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5298666181244070420</id><published>2007-01-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T06:51:21.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey continues</title><content type='html'>Happy new year 2007 to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had family dinner in New Year's Eve. Was supposed to meet the gang after dinner, the plan was to countdown at Esplanade and then &lt;em&gt;ton&lt;/em&gt; over Ritz's house I think. I felt extremely lazy though, the idea of squirming against a million other people during countdown is a total turn-off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. I did the only thing left for me to do. Stay at home and play WoW. Heheh. And hence the journey continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From major city &lt;strong&gt;Stormwind&lt;/strong&gt;, I travelled out of homeland to &lt;strong&gt;Dun Morogh&lt;/strong&gt;, land of the Dwarves. I took a tram, or more precisely called &lt;strong&gt;Deeprun Tram&lt;/strong&gt;, from Stormwind to &lt;strong&gt;Ironforge&lt;/strong&gt; (capital city of the Dwarves). The tram was... amazingly real enough! As the tram moves you could briefly see the icy land of Dun Morogh. Beautiful. The tram, however, has no doors whatsoever, so I decided to see if I could fall off of it. I jumped down, and I fell off from the tram, I was like "ZOMG, I'm gonna get ran over and die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fallofftramwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fallofftramwow2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you enlarge the image, you can see a caring rat accompanying my lonely journey on the tram railway. Okay, so I didn't die and I visited &lt;strong&gt;Ironforge&lt;/strong&gt; for the very first time. It was big, but I think not as vast as the human stronghold of Stormwind. Despite being built on an wintery land, Ironforge looks like a hot place. It is basically a giant furnace where Dwarves &lt;s&gt;get cooked&lt;/s&gt; forge things. Near the gates of Ironforge, though, was something else. At one corner sits the &lt;strong&gt;Greatfather Winter &lt;/strong&gt;(another name for Santa?) giving out free gifts! Talk about a delightful surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/santawow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/santawow2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unwrapped the gifts and stared in disappointment. It was just some hp/mp heal foodstuff. No 1337 items. So much for worshipping the fake Santa. Anyhow, I'm realy getting addicted to WoW. Yesterday morning was my first Dungeon run at &lt;strong&gt;Deadmines&lt;/strong&gt;. There were like 5 of us in a group, and everyone has a role. Being a Paladin puts me in charge of healing. I have just witnessed how cool my &lt;strong&gt;Paladin&lt;/strong&gt; could be in instances (dungeons). My whole party like, got killed, and I ressurected all of them in a jiffy! And this situation repeated a few times - the boss killed everyone in my team while I dealt the last blow. Then I &lt;em&gt;rez&lt;/em&gt; everybody back to life. It was just awesome. They even said I was doing a good healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran for &lt;strong&gt;Deadmines&lt;/strong&gt; again, but only in a group of two people, me and my lvl 60 guildmate. Gotten a lot of scoldings from him for doing accidental aggro pulls, hee. I felt kinda discouraged and turned off for awhile. But I'm still grateful, cause it's not everyday that a level 60 wants to waste their time helping a noob, total stranger at that, at zero benefit. &lt;3 nutty nutz! CA FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5298666181244070420?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5298666181244070420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5298666181244070420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5298666181244070420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5298666181244070420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2007/01/journey-continues.html' title='Journey continues'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3978741091330854494</id><published>2006-12-31T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T05:03:11.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at Stormwind</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;Truly Xmas week has been a busy one, especially after I started playing World of Warcraft. I've decided to settle down on a class, that is &lt;strong&gt;Human Paladin&lt;/strong&gt;! I guess I want to be a party-useful character so it's easier for me to get a group. I am currently only &lt;strong&gt;level 13&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a lot happened at the city of &lt;strong&gt;Stormwind&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything in there is so full of Christmasy stuff. There was this &lt;strong&gt;NPC Gnome &lt;/strong&gt;who said "Free gifts at Ironforge!". I panicked cuz I didn't know how to go to Ironforge, it seems far away. Awhile later, I clicked around anyhow, AND SUDDENLY, I turned into this &lt;strong&gt;Christmas gnome &lt;/strong&gt;(I was a look-like-maggieQ paladin):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/xmaswow.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooking xmas gnome..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buff said it would last for 30 mins. DANG. I had no mood to go out of the city to fight monsters with my fugly shameful-looking Gnome. No way. Anyway, being a newbie, I needed some starter guide. I decided to call out for help in Stormwind, asking if there's any SG players willing to lend a hand. Apparently a few people whispered me "hand". Well I only managed to get a hold on two of them. The first one, from &lt;strong&gt;Tampines&lt;/strong&gt;, invited me to a guild right away. Weee! He also gave me 3 gold. Double weee! I had only like 75 silver. I used the money to learn all the skills available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other guy was of a different guild. He helped me quite a bit with my murlock quest, and then he showcased me some of his &lt;strong&gt;Druid prowess&lt;/strong&gt;. Just when you thought an Xmas Gnome is silly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/retardedbearwow.jpg target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/retardedbearwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... a dancing bear shows up.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/moonkinwow.jpg  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/moonkinwow2.jpg" border="0" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he turned to an uglier thing called Moonkin...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click on the pics to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced that I was awestruck, he then bid farewell soon after. You might have noticed that my WoW nick is &lt;strong&gt;Thyral&lt;/strong&gt;. Well if you happen to be a WoW player, do donate to me! A gold for the poor paladin will bring you good karma. Or two. I decided not to censor the Druid's nick, but please do not bug him to do his stunning bear/moonkin dance. Anyhow, I can't wait till I get to level 17+. My Tampines friend said he'd bring me for a raid! My very first raid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who caught no balls on the whole crap I just posted, I beg to be pardoned because I was too excited to not have posted that. Some quick facts on what's up on my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cousin came over to stay from Indo&lt;br /&gt;-He sleeps in my room&lt;br /&gt;-He just fcking farted in his sleep!!! GRRR&lt;br /&gt;-Chalet at Pasir Ris was massively chaotic&lt;br /&gt;-But met two pretty girls there namely Peggy and Winnie&lt;br /&gt;-I need to stock up on WoW prepaid card&lt;br /&gt;-Today later is New Year's eve, going out for dinner&lt;br /&gt;-My relative gonna be there &amp; also my chatty cousin&lt;br /&gt;-I'm getting ready some ear plugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3978741091330854494?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3978741091330854494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3978741091330854494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3978741091330854494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3978741091330854494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-at-stormwind.html' title='A day at Stormwind'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-742632294698633778</id><published>2006-12-29T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T02:15:58.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daybreak</title><content type='html'>I'm really just a simple person.&lt;br /&gt;That I could eat,&lt;br /&gt;That I could sleep,&lt;br /&gt;That I could live today, I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a golden Rolex,&lt;br /&gt;Or a house heaven-high,&lt;br /&gt;Don't need ten thousand friends,&lt;br /&gt;Just enough is one who tells me I'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please don't make my life so hard if I can't meet your expectation? &lt;br /&gt;I desire but a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love my mom lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-742632294698633778?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/742632294698633778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=742632294698633778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/742632294698633778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/742632294698633778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/daybreak.html' title='Daybreak'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6467741710203102961</id><published>2006-12-27T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T16:54:07.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow internet?</title><content type='html'>TAIPEI, Taiwan - A strong earthquake off Taiwan's southern coast damaged undersea cables, disrupting phone and Internet service Wednesday in much of Taiwan, China and Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repairing the cables could take three weeks, but the situation will improve daily, said Lin Jen-hung, vice general manager of Chunghwa Telecom Co., Taiwan's largest phone company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company also lost 60 percent of its telephone service to the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunghwa said 98 percent of Taiwan's communications capacity with Malaysia, Singapore, Thailand and Hong Kong was disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong telephone company PCCW Ltd., which also provides Internet service, said the quake cut its data capacity in half. Many Internet users were unable to access Web sites in parts of America, Taiwan and        South Korea. Calls to Taiwan were not going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In China, Internet access was cut or had become extremely slow, said an official from China Netcom, the country's No. 2 phone company. The official, who would not give his name, said the cause was thought to be the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Businesses in various parts of the city also said they were experiencing Internet access problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href=http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061227/ap_on_re_as/asia_quake&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for full article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder my internet been slow since yesterday. Who knew an earthquake so far away can cause the internet around the world to screw up. For now you can only steadily surf net that doesn't go from the 2 severed undersea cables, such as local websites. Damn, I wish my school website would go down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to chalet for 3 days, won't be around for some time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6467741710203102961?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6467741710203102961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6467741710203102961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6467741710203102961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6467741710203102961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/slow-internet.html' title='Slow internet?'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8067120560208605801</id><published>2006-12-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T03:31:31.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas</title><content type='html'>Sigh, I'm damn damn tired. Mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;Really disappointed with some people and myself. I thought it would be great if, for one day, I could be nice to everyone. I didn't realize that my temper is too short to be a nice person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/xmaseve2.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" height="263" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where was this&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Xmas eve, places I went were so crowded and there were MANY people walking SO *censored* SLOW! I hate brainless people who stop in the middle of the road for nothing, blocking the traffic behind them. But I hate myself more for not being able to tolerate such a minor thing... and still blog about it yet =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some minor misfortunes happened during my xmas eve outing. But nevertheless, I still enjoyed it cuz I've got great cliques. I am very very sorry to Peggy and Winnie that I didn't make it to her surprise bday party, really sorry. I hope you guys had a great time still. Btw I think Peggy is very nice to her sister. The world would be a more peaceful place if all siblings are like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Xmas feels like a normal day to me. Stayed home the whole day, except for dinner when I went out to buy food. Was supposed to err.. have fun with friends but Karad was being a lazy boar so it was cancelled. OH and by the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/wow.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A screenshot of my monitor. I know you're jealous.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! Cunning Blizzard people. They hooked me with temptations. I bought WoW starter package and it has a "free" first month of play. Well, this "free" thing cost me SGD$39.90. And guess what! You can't make use of this "free" first month until you "top-up" your account with the 46 bucks prepaid card (or credit card payment). Cunning, as I said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8067120560208605801?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8067120560208605801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8067120560208605801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8067120560208605801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8067120560208605801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas.html' title='Xmas'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3376448108901895366</id><published>2006-12-24T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T16:41:22.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Eve 2006</title><content type='html'>First of all, Merry Xmas to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I haven't got the time to blog, this Xmas week I will be quite busy, but I will blog properly once I have the time. The only time I have right now is the 5 mins of waiting for my cup noodle to be ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Xmas wish is for EVERYONE to be happy, just for today and tommorow, please don't allow yourselves to be sorrowful no matter what. Those staying at home alone, I wish I could invite you all out to celebrate Xmas, but nevertheless it is not a reason to be sad over. Hopefully, you are able to celebrate Xmas with your family because such a chance is rarer than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, to all my family, friends and enemies, MERRY CHRISTMAS! Be joyful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3376448108901895366?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3376448108901895366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3376448108901895366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3376448108901895366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3376448108901895366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-eve-2006_24.html' title='Xmas Eve 2006'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1711383099279912698</id><published>2006-12-23T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:16:39.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porcelain skin</title><content type='html'>Japanese celebrities have porcelain for skin. Especially on the face. I bet the word pimple doesn't appear in Japanese dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming real soon, and for the first time in my life I'm not looking forward to it. Mindshut. Anyway hopefully tommorow is a sunny day. Going Escape Theme Park... to escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1711383099279912698?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1711383099279912698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1711383099279912698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1711383099279912698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1711383099279912698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/porcelain-skin.html' title='Porcelain skin'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5347842087353942246</id><published>2006-12-22T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T04:47:35.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW: The Decision</title><content type='html'>Continuing from yesterday's post, I'm gonna list up Alliance's races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/humansblack.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perception&lt;/strong&gt; (Active)&lt;br /&gt;Activate to dramatically increase stealth detection&lt;br /&gt;Lasts 20 sec - 3 min cooldown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Human Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Increase Spirit by 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diplomacy&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;10% bonus to faction point gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sword Specialization&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Humans get +5 to Sword skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mace Specialization&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Humans get +5 to Mace skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Available Classes&lt;/strong&gt;: Mage, Paladin, Priest, Rogue, Warrior, Warlock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/nightelvesblack.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shadowmeld&lt;/strong&gt; (Active)&lt;br /&gt;Activate while immobile and out of combat to enter stealth mode.&lt;br /&gt;Lasts until canceled - 10 sec cooldown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quickness&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Dodge chance increased by 1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wisp Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Become a wisp when dead with movement speed increase of 50% (25% faster than normal ghost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nature Resistance&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;All Night Elves get +10 Nature Resistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Available Classes&lt;/strong&gt;: Druid, Hunter, Priest, Rogue, Warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/dwarvesblack.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stoneform&lt;/strong&gt; (Active)&lt;br /&gt;While active, grants immunity to Bleed, Poison, and Disease effects&lt;br /&gt;Increases Armor by 10%&lt;br /&gt;Lasts 8 sec - 3 min cooldown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gun Specialization&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Dwarves get +5 to Gun Skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frost Resistance&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;All Dwarves get +10 Frost Resistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find Treasure&lt;/strong&gt; (Active)&lt;br /&gt;Activate to see treasure chests on mini map&lt;br /&gt;Lasts until canceled - no cooldown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Available Classes&lt;/strong&gt;: Hunter, Paladin, Priest, Rogue, Warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/gnomesblack.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escape Artist&lt;/strong&gt; (Active)&lt;br /&gt;Activate to break out of a Root or Snare effect&lt;br /&gt;Instant - 1 min cooldown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expansive Mind&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;Increase Intelligence by 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcane Resistance&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;All Gnomes get +10 Arcane Resistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engineering Specialization&lt;/strong&gt; (Passive)&lt;br /&gt;15 skill bonus to Engineering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Available Classes&lt;/strong&gt;: Mage, Rogue, Warlock, Warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good ol' humans... I think &lt;strong&gt;Stealth Detection&lt;/strong&gt; is a useful skill, but situational. I can't comment for &lt;strong&gt;Diplomacy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;The Human Spirit&lt;/strong&gt;. As for &lt;strong&gt;Sword &amp; Mace Specialization&lt;/strong&gt;, ain't too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Human&lt;/strong&gt; - Human is alright, I guess. But Human is all too... general? I don't know the word for it. I will choose Paladin, Warrior, Mage or Warlock. Human Rogue or Priest also sound good, as I said the Human race is very general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Elf's &lt;strong&gt;Shadowmeld&lt;/strong&gt; is indubitably useful, while &lt;strong&gt;Wisp Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Quickness&lt;/strong&gt; are both handy not-so-situational skills. &lt;strong&gt;Nature Resistance&lt;/strong&gt; is just icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp; Night Elf&lt;/strong&gt; - They look relatively cooler than the rest of the classes and that alone is a big plus point. Aesthetically pleasing, looking strong and steadfast, definitely my type. Druid, Hunter and Rogue will do for these guys. Warrior and Priest suit Human better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all, I think Dwarves's &lt;strong&gt;Stoneform&lt;/strong&gt; stands out the most. I don't know how good &lt;strong&gt;Find Treasure&lt;/strong&gt; is, but &lt;strong&gt;Gun Specialization&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Frost Resistance&lt;/strong&gt; look appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Dwarf&lt;/strong&gt; - Personally, I don't mind having a Dwarven character. They look stouty and sturdy. I'd go for Warrior or Paladin for this race. Rogue, Hunter, Priest don't seem to cut it for them, the Dwarves don't look that agile to me, nor magically potent. Gun-Rogue is still viable, Dwarven Sniper style and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gnome's &lt;strong&gt;Escape Artist&lt;/strong&gt; skill seems very situational, but it does save your butt whenever you get trapped. &lt;strong&gt;Expansive Mind&lt;/strong&gt; is a good bonus for magic classes, while Arcane Resistance and Engineering Specialization have got their own usefulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Gnome&lt;/strong&gt; - Uhh, for one their looks don't appeal to me. For a brief moment it seems like such a waste to pay SGD$45 for 2 months to play as a Gnome. Like, a friend comes along and ask you,&lt;br /&gt;"What WoW character are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Erm. A Gnome?"&lt;br /&gt;"Pfft!"&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, they'd make a good Warlock or Mage. Probably an okay Rogue, but no way as Warrior - they are Gnomes afterall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This review is not complete, due to my inability in getting info on Alliance's new race, the Draenei. So far, here are my top 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Mage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Human Paladin&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Human Priest&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Human Rogue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Human Warrior&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Human Warlock&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Elven Druid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Night Elven Hunter&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Night Elven Priest&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Elven Rogue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Night Elven Warrior&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dwarven Hunter&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwarven Paladin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dwarven Priest&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dwarven Rogue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dwarven Warrior&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gnome Mage&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gnome Rogue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gnome Warlock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gnome Warrior&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any experienced players out there would like to give me some pointers, please leave me a message and stick around =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5347842087353942246?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5347842087353942246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5347842087353942246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5347842087353942246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5347842087353942246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/world-of-wacraft-decision.html' title='WoW: The Decision'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5161840487199995808</id><published>2006-12-21T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T05:32:34.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staged</title><content type='html'>Merry Xmas to whoever picked my 20 dollars I accidentally dropped.&lt;br /&gt;Santa came early for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad can. I went to Paragon's cold storage to buy some sushi for lunch, then before paying at the counter I realised &lt;u&gt;I lost my 20 bucks&lt;/u&gt;. Lame sushi auntie don't know how to speak English, I was forced to use my limited vocabulary of &lt;em&gt;Chinglish&lt;/em&gt; (half chinese half english) to tell her to keep the sushi for me (while I go back home to take some money). Then she said something in Chinese to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blank blank blank pay first blank blank blank then give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was as much as I could comprehend. Pay first? Then give me? Hmmm. &lt;em&gt;Aiyah&lt;/em&gt;, auntie &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;, how to pay first, no money &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away from her carrying my unpaid sushi. Then when no one was looking, I ditched it someplace safe, then run back home to get my wallet. When I returned, I forgot where I ditched my sushi at. I found it after 5 mins of sushi-hunting. It was there besides its other frozen friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if you are not a gamer, this is as far as today's post goes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few posts ago, I promised that I would post an update of my... World of Warcraft affair... so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I still haven't start playing, deeply regretted. Thanks to FYP *glooms*. However, for this special game, I've made plans ahead, so I can spend less time deciding in the future! For those who don't know what is World of Warcraft (WoW for short), it is the &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; biggest Massive-Multiplayer-Online-Role-Playing-Game (MMORPG) and by far the most successful one, next to Diablo 2. If you still don't follow, maybe you should have stopped at the salmon's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided decided to play in this server: &lt;strong&gt;Gorgonnash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Singaporeans that I know reside in that server, and from what I heard, Australians too. I chose this out of 283 other servers, reason being most people that I know is in Gorgonnash (aside from Blackrock), so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for my choice of faction: &lt;strong&gt;Alliance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that there will be Blood Elves in the new expansion, I wouldn't mind playing Horde. But again, most of my friends play Alliance so if I go to Horde, I can't team up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here onwards, the choices will be more... delicate.&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue tommorow, too sleepy =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5161840487199995808?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5161840487199995808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5161840487199995808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5161840487199995808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5161840487199995808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/staged.html' title='Staged'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1801139305864325553</id><published>2006-12-19T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:07:05.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-rain dead</title><content type='html'>Fellow readers, as I am typing right now, the weather outside is still pouring incessantly, mercilessly. In case you haven't notice, it's been raining for 27 hours (and counting). All along I've been fond of this kind of weather, for what it's best known as; a sleep inducer! But not this time. The detestable weather is getting to my nerves, really. Here's why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sound of drizzling rain and thunders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yesterday, near midnight that I decided to go to Nicholas' house to take some video for my project research. Little did I realise that the rain wasn't getting any lighter, and this was going to be an adventure I would soon regret. I got out of my house, and as soon as I reach the swimming pool, there was a certain black colored frog jumped out of the bush, attempting to scare me to death. I told him it wasn't funny at all, and I went ahead walking into this certain dark alley nearby, and saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/doll22.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I startled, took a step back, and stared at it. For a moment, I thought I saw its eyes moving to take a quick glance at me. The back of its head has been torn off. The first that came to my mind was, who could have abandoned her doll here? I did a quick fact check with my brain. In this era, such doll is a rarety, parents usually give their children soft toys or plushies, teddy bears, but not a baby doll. Even if someone owned it, accidentally broke its head, and ditched it away, she wouldn't put it sitting at one corner like that. The work of a twisted mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I reached Nich's house, the sky was pissing down furiously like nobody's business. My slippery sandals did little to help me walk, my feet slided off on the ground like 8 times. The nearby grandma looking at me with a puzzled face. She must have thought I was ice-skating. So, I had my video taken as soon as the rain calmed down, then headed back home to rush up my other work. And as if my short adventure was not mischievous enough, this had to happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/scenes2.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid slippery sandal came off and floated on water.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get anymore miserable =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1801139305864325553?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1801139305864325553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1801139305864325553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1801139305864325553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1801139305864325553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/b-rain-dead.html' title='B-rain dead'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5879360452357051325</id><published>2006-12-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:28:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW: BC trailer is out</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/burningcrusademilk.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World of Warcraft: Burning Crusade trailer is out!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I've got to share the Warcraft love.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it &lt;a href=http://hyralvideoblog.blogspot.com&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5879360452357051325?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5879360452357051325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5879360452357051325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5879360452357051325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5879360452357051325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/world-of-warcraft-burning-crusade.html' title='WoW: BC trailer is out'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-5963304547751525794</id><published>2006-12-16T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:30:21.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>I will begin today's blog with the unfortunate event that happened 10 mins ago. I was joyfully showering in my bathroom, and then out of a sudden everything went pitch-dark. I had soap on my face and I went like, "WTF!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/shscenes.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out it was my unobservant father wanting to use the toilet, and he pressed the light button thinking that the light was off. Then he went something like, "&lt;em&gt;Oi&lt;/em&gt;, who's inside?". So, I shouted "Don't turn off the &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; light!" right, then my dad JUST WALKED AWAY to another toilet without switching on the light! For your information, my bathroom doesn't have a window, so for a moment I know how it feels to be blind. Scowling and cursing, I grabbed my towel and used like my special-infra-red-eyes ability to find my way out... yeah, right. Actually my bathroom is small so I could get to the door easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know I have a bad, bad temper. Most of my friends in school don't believe it but I think my closer friends know it. Especially those who have been playing game with me.. heheh. Anyway this is not a topic I'd like to discuss in today's entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. What is up with me not blogging in the past few days? Same ol' excuses: Busy, busy, busy! My FYP (Final Year Project) is seriously taking up most of my time. I'm not getting enough sleep, that I can tell from the defiance my body is showing. Puffy eyes, cracking skin, clogged brain, long fingernails, hair as long as orangutan's. Amidst the heavy workload that I do in my room, I made a new friend, he claim that he was my FYP Conscience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fypghost1.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so scary you can't make up what he's saying.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what he's trying to say was, "Stop fcuking slacking and do your work". And that is how he looks like at night. Strangely, he's never around whenever I do my work. Most often, he pops out of nowhere once I stop doing work and like, chat on MSN for awhile. Mr. Conscience does not mind that I take a short break once I've done enough work for the day. There was this one time, when I didn't feel like continuing my work, he came and gave me a right-hand jab on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/puncheds.gif" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why I haven't been blogging for the past few days! I am honoured to have people reading my blog, even talked to me about it in school and elsewhere! So I'd like to seek your understanding if my blog is momentarily inactive, I promise to do a better job once my project is cleared (in February, *sigh*). So, if you want me to blog more, then help me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random trivia:&lt;br /&gt;One has to walk 5 miles to burn the calories in a chocolate sundae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-5963304547751525794?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5963304547751525794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=5963304547751525794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5963304547751525794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/5963304547751525794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6907217509491969528</id><published>2006-12-13T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T18:43:45.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much</title><content type='html'>Pissed off day.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have to have something against me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't just start unloading your guns onto my head?&lt;br /&gt;What? You rather run a car over me?&lt;br /&gt;Oops, sorry, Albert is always wrong and everybody else is always right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6907217509491969528?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6907217509491969528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6907217509491969528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6907217509491969528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6907217509491969528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/too-much.html' title='Too much'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8694383432649168770</id><published>2006-12-13T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:04:59.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S needed</title><content type='html'>Today is sadness and boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton session been postponed to next week. Don't know if I can play by next week, I'm practically buried alive by my final project. Other than going out for dinner awhile, I had my ass nailed to the chair doing work the whole day. What? I detect a few non-believers out there... I've got a picture to proof it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/thoughtbubble.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in full concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would also like to apologize to my friends, I feel guilty for not spending enough time socializing. If you were in my shoes, you would so totally understand... and you'd have a smelly feet. Oh, by the way, if anyone is &lt;strong&gt;free&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;would like to lend a hand&lt;/strong&gt; to the poor guy in the picture above, do leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm DEAD serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd pay a fair amount to my helpers for doing a series of easy-peanut-butter-jelly-anyone-can-do tasks. But I expect to get things done right. Any takers? Just voice out, I don't bite... I hope.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8694383432649168770?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8694383432649168770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8694383432649168770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8694383432649168770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8694383432649168770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/sos-needed.html' title='S.O.S needed'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1171608574248193532</id><published>2006-12-12T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T04:28:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Force of time</title><content type='html'>It is exactly one week to my first critique (project presentation). Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to school to do some work, but time passed by in a blink of an eye. I wish time was within our control, where we can extend time at will, and speed it up when I want to. But us humans don't deserve to control time, for time is the most powerful force, while humans are the greediest species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in school today, I did a bit of work before I got enticed to a nearby game of monopoly and joined in. I nearly won, having acquired 4 colored sets with houses here and there, but time was up before my investment returns. Darn! I usually own at monopoly okay. Am proud of it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I found quite amusing/interesting last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fsviewme.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever-wealthy Donald Trump viewed my friendster!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;*overjoyed*&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll become rich instantaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fsconnect.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But weird. How did he get to me? No connection &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fsfake.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiyah&lt;/em&gt;.. fake one.. spell apprentice also wrong. =(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;*sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haagen-Daz coffee ice cream owns all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1171608574248193532?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1171608574248193532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1171608574248193532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1171608574248193532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1171608574248193532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/force-of-time.html' title='Force of time'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3987117027157462053</id><published>2006-12-11T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:43:44.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasi Lemak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/joseph.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tddup - out of love says (3:12 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chey&lt;br /&gt;also no money earned one right&lt;br /&gt;im acting for my sch digital media design&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fot their next sem project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the sun was wondering if... (3:13 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh?&lt;br /&gt;hey i need someone to act as a thief for my project&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;i pay u 5 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tddup - out of love says (3:14 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;its okay luh&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the sun was wondering if... (3:14 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the publicity that counts&lt;br /&gt;food provided!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tddup - out of love says (3:14 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahah i dont like publicity&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;im not an actor luh&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the sun was wondering if... (3:14 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a $3 nasi lemak meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tddup - out of love says (3:14 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;find someone in ur sch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ur halirious&lt;br /&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the sun was wondering if... (3:15 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah it's a genuine offer la&lt;br /&gt;k i help u look around for jobs.. i was finding also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tddup - out of love says (3:16 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha alright sure&lt;br /&gt;inform me asap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the sun was wondering if... (3:16 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi lemak shouldn't be looked down upon. Despite it's price, it contains good enough a combination of food (though most stalls don't give enough fish meat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mr Joseph is looking for a job so if you have any &lt;em&gt;lobang&lt;/em&gt;, contact him at.. err I'm not really allowed to disclose information without permission, so just contact me ASAP! And in case you haven't read our conversation, it musn't involve publicity.. or nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm currently Mr. SUPERSTAR 2006 on &lt;a href="http://thy-dowager.blogspot.com"&gt;Peggy's blog&lt;/a&gt;! Yeah, I &lt;s&gt;copied&lt;/s&gt; improvised today's style of entry after reading her blog. Take a peek at her blog and see how helplessly defenseless I am. She doesn't even provide tagboard for me to fight back my pride in speaking Mandarin, tsk. I was like, just testing her Mandarin... like, you know.. like, right? Righttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to contact me if there's any job vacancy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3987117027157462053?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3987117027157462053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3987117027157462053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3987117027157462053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3987117027157462053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/nasi-lemak.html' title='Nasi Lemak'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-111832001368777536</id><published>2006-12-09T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:40:53.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expo Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/bigboyztoyz.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads blocking, goes to show how tall I am.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for putting the blog on temporary hiatus, I was really busy with stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I went to expo to take a look at the IT fair and also to support a friend at the Big Boyz Toyz exhibition. I'm glad she ended up winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the IT fair, things were really, REALLY CHEAP. Some things went for as low as half the original price. I didn't buy anything as I was exhausted from swimming across a &lt;strong&gt;sea of people&lt;/strong&gt;, and I didn't really have anything to buy in mind. The next time I come to IT fair, I'm sure to bring lots of cash with me. Maybe I'll wear a shirt with needles poking out of it as well, just so I won't trade sweats with a million strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently craving for: &lt;u&gt;World of Warcraft&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be discussed in next entry in the &lt;s&gt;near&lt;/s&gt; future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Added a clearer pic of the exhibition's contestants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/stage12.jpg" width="400" height="267" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit: &lt;a href=http://thy-dowager.blogspot.com/&gt;Peggy's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-111832001368777536?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/111832001368777536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=111832001368777536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/111832001368777536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/111832001368777536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/expo-experience.html' title='Expo Experience'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8719334084011576213</id><published>2006-12-05T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:32:51.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost your phone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/mobile-phone-image-handset-lg-8130-.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do if you lost your hand phone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwarding this useful info to all h/p users....&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you lose your mobile or it gets stolen.&lt;br /&gt;Do u know this little trick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'get your own back' if you have your mobile stolen.&lt;br /&gt;May be of interest to Mobile Users among you.&lt;br /&gt;To check your Mobile phone's serial number,&lt;br /&gt;key in the following digits on your phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* # 0 6 #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 15 digit code will appear on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;This number is unique to your handset.&lt;br /&gt;Write it down and keep it somewhere safe.&lt;br /&gt;Should your phone get stolen, you can phone your service provider&lt;br /&gt;and give them this code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief&lt;br /&gt;changes the SIM card your phone will be totally useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't get your phone back, but at least you know&lt;br /&gt;that whoever stole it can't use/sell it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everybody does this, there would be no point in stealing&lt;br /&gt;mobile&lt;br /&gt;phones. Please do this now &amp;amp; keep the 15 digit code somewhere&lt;br /&gt;safe just in case. Let your friends know about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This memo will be too late if you only remember after your phone&lt;br /&gt;is stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I got this info from a forwarded email (thanks to Lee Pei Fen), I think it is very useful for myself since I lost my phone approximately 129381237 times. I hope everyone cooperates to stop mobile phone thievery!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8719334084011576213?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8719334084011576213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8719334084011576213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8719334084011576213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8719334084011576213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/lost-your-phone.html' title='Lost your phone?'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2570738383727935795</id><published>2006-12-05T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T03:28:21.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubik's Cube?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=a62423aa2747ec609e7436ac98686861.550653&amp;cache=1&gt;http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=a62423aa2747ec609e7436ac98686861.550653&amp;cache=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's real, this kid must have an x-ray vision.&lt;br /&gt;I better start wearing double undergarments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no time&amp;good material to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I posted a new song in my music post, Everybody Hurts by The Corrs.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah by the way, I haven't decided if I want to put links to my friends' blog, for a certain disclosed reason. Apologies to that, too.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2570738383727935795?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2570738383727935795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2570738383727935795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2570738383727935795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2570738383727935795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/rubiks-cube.html' title='Rubik&apos;s Cube?'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3371283806275016351</id><published>2006-12-02T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T06:43:36.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No fairy for my tooth</title><content type='html'>Ouch. My teeth's hurting right now. I've started wearing trainers again and I never liked it. I think I'm gonna put on bracers by next year to fix my teeth. Mom told me I can get the transparent ones. Sigh, I was supposed to put it by last year or this year, but I didn't give it a go, for a simple reason. I have to have FOUR teeth plucked out. Not just any teeth, but those teeth that are still INSIDE the gums! YOWCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/pluckteeth.gif" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ouch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Trainer's hurting so bad right now. The feeling's like you just got hit by a bus and all your teeth are falling off. Damn it. But I want good teeth. HOW? *big sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3371283806275016351?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3371283806275016351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3371283806275016351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3371283806275016351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3371283806275016351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-fairy-for-my-tooth.html' title='No fairy for my tooth'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-3886907610989013384</id><published>2006-12-01T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:07:28.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone to sit by</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/emptybench.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-3886907610989013384?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3886907610989013384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=3886907610989013384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3886907610989013384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/3886907610989013384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/12/empty.html' title='Someone to sit by'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-8977663042939138131</id><published>2006-11-30T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:18:41.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas around the corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/23112006286e.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No the hotel isn't slanted. I'm just a bad photographer. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog, today has been a busy slacking day, so I thought a picture of an Xmas tree would keep you entertained quite enough. If you feel the need to find this Xmas tree, it is located at the lobby of Crown Prince Hotel, Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay see y'all another day, I've got some slacking to do! Busy busy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-8977663042939138131?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8977663042939138131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=8977663042939138131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8977663042939138131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/8977663042939138131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-time-to-blog-today-has-been-busy.html' title='Xmas around the corner'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2197729483745762632</id><published>2006-11-28T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T05:20:22.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know your enemy better</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/scenes.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traumatizing near-death experience last evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore needs a pest-exterminator as Metropolis needs Superman. Honestly, the cockroaches are public enemy #1. There is just so much to hate about cockroaches, I could name a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They are cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;2. They move faster than lightning, or so it seems&lt;br /&gt;3. The females friggin' FLY!&lt;br /&gt;4. They don't look anywhere near friendly&lt;br /&gt;5. They are dirty, and thus;&lt;br /&gt;6. They carry diseases&lt;br /&gt;7. They look horrible when squashed&lt;br /&gt;8. They dirty your floors&lt;br /&gt;9. They ruin your day&lt;br /&gt;10. They cause men to grow bald&lt;br /&gt;11. They cause global warming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like who could possibly love a bald man or global warming, right. I could have gone on and on but it would have taken all day. However, I'm lucky enough to not live in Australia. Why? Because they have the largest cockroaches in the world, some growing as long as 9cm! Asian roaches average around 1.5cm. Imagine, a 9cm long cockroach weighing more than 30 grams... running across your bedroom... that could kill me alright. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So how do you kill a cockroach? Those anti-pests sprays don't seem to work well on cockroaches, do they? That's simply because cockroach is one of the hardiest animals in the planet. They can hold their breath for 45 mins, be without food for a month, and stay alive headless for a week. Even cats don't compare to that. Cockroaches &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; die when they're flipped upside down. If you're going to kill a cockroach with an anti-roach spray, make sure you spray closely to the roach, and have it confirmed that the cockroach flip upside down. Those cockroach sprays are meant to cause the roaches to have muscular spasm, so it doesn't kill the roaches with the chemicals but rather by flipping them upside down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With those information, I hope now you know your enemy better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Check out the new entry at my video blog (which I update &lt;s&gt;daily&lt;/s&gt; often)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2197729483745762632?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2197729483745762632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2197729483745762632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2197729483745762632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2197729483745762632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/know-your-enemy-better.html' title='Know your enemy better'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-286102622911082666</id><published>2006-11-27T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:13:27.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potato couch</title><content type='html'>My apologies for not having time to blog again. I was potato-couching all day... channel Star Chinese Movies is seriously &lt;strong&gt;addictive&lt;/strong&gt;! Methinks Asian shows are always better than those &lt;em&gt;angmoh&lt;/em&gt; ones. Anyway, I manage to squeeze in a shoutbox. I hope I have time to blog properly tommorow. Till then, have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-286102622911082666?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/286102622911082666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=286102622911082666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/286102622911082666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/286102622911082666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/potato-couch.html' title='Potato couch'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2425580359077534040</id><published>2006-11-25T06:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T06:22:59.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic day</title><content type='html'>I didn't have time to blog today as my schedule is kinda filled up. I'm so tired that I'm typing with only one eye open. Anyway just to fill up this empty entry, I've updated my video and music blog with 1 item each, I hope you'd take a look at them. In case you haven't noticed, you can access my video blog and music blog from the tabs above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm off to bed, so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2425580359077534040?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2425580359077534040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2425580359077534040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2425580359077534040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2425580359077534040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/hectic-day.html' title='Hectic day'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-2120353199523175086</id><published>2006-11-22T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T18:52:40.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon Lunch</title><content type='html'>Great! It's downpouring in the afternoon again.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to buy lunch, but getting wet under the rain just after I finish bathing is not the most pleasant idea. So I guess I'm staying at home and cook the only thing I can cook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/cupnoodle1.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup Noodle! Pfff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/cupnoodle2.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use bowl or you'll end up eating styrofoam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/cupnoodle3.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wait for 3 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;2 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;1 minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;30 seconds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;10 seconds..... and WALLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/07-salaryman_noodle_shop_-_domo_ari.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine this isn't the same noodle. At least I made my own lunch.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-2120353199523175086?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2120353199523175086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=2120353199523175086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2120353199523175086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/2120353199523175086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/afternoon-lunch_22.html' title='Afternoon Lunch'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-4632506630111302381</id><published>2006-11-22T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:36:35.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nescafe is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/nescafe.jpg" border="1" bordercolor="black" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was supposed to be full glass of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nescafe Coffee Milk tastes so good. Suits any kind of occasion - after badminton, after lunch or dinner, during mugging period, you name it. Speaking of badminton, I just uploaded my very first clip on youtube! It's on Ruiwen being a clown at badminton (he must've contracted the disease from Joel Chin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video &lt;a href="http://hyralvideoblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/graceful-badminton.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I'm the one laughing like a maniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-4632506630111302381?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4632506630111302381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=4632506630111302381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4632506630111302381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/4632506630111302381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-picture-was-supposed-to-be-full.html' title='Nescafe is good'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-6140540947655221007</id><published>2006-11-21T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:37:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Later on in the day...</title><content type='html'>Yowza.. it's 2pm and I just woke up... I slept at 7am this morning, I was watching some hilarious videos on youtube and without knowing time flew by. Okay honestly speaking I haven't publicize this blog yet so theoritically I'm speaking to myself. What's the point of online blogging! Well come to think of it, it does sound retarded, but it's okay I can be my own reader. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Hyral/fyp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm supposed to be like hogging onto FYP, spending time in school worshipping the FYP Gods (read: lecturers). For those who don't know, FYP is short for Final Year Project. Yipes! 3 strains of hair just dropped, saying that line. I'm supposed to think of a project on my own, it could be anything &lt;u&gt;BIG SCALE&lt;/u&gt;. Nono, I don't mean big as in dinosaurs-big, but big scale as in a huge project... err.. get it? Lol. For example: a bus stop, an engineless car, some James Bond gadgets, a pair of shoes that lets you walk on water, an aeroplane, things like those.. SO, if you have just any kind of idea, please contact me in any way possible! You &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; get lucky and win a free trip to Alabama....... right. But seriously, I need some ideas and inspirations =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-6140540947655221007?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6140540947655221007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=6140540947655221007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6140540947655221007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/6140540947655221007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/later-on-in-day.html' title='Later on in the day...'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207890889815425712.post-1661705169500312752</id><published>2006-11-21T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:28:17.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first post!</title><content type='html'>Finally done with the blog layout! It took me quite some&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;time despite how simple it looks, yea.. it's a table based blog. It's late I'm gonna sleep and blog it another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6207890889815425712-1661705169500312752?l=silent-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1661705169500312752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6207890889815425712&amp;postID=1661705169500312752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1661705169500312752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6207890889815425712/posts/default/1661705169500312752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-tales.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-post.html' title='The first post!'/><author><name>hyral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367417320306971076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
