<?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-37400550</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:19:14.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Raucous Opera.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400550.post-691357120488390608</id><published>2007-03-17T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:59:21.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfwQL9zaUhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nzsnsvdJEFI/s1600-h/Failure_by_lucasinphotoshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042923480502915602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfwQL9zaUhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nzsnsvdJEFI/s320/Failure_by_lucasinphotoshop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ Get out of her maze, don't be made a fool]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*encores* my computer is back. My dad got so pissed last week for certain reasons and decided to snatch the computer cable out. A nasty and hostile sight. A week later he realized his mistake and gave back what i deserve :D. Actually the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my holidays? you may ask. Monday, THEORY EXAMS &lt;--- did that catch your eye? ;] but, it was quite simple. everything i've memorized and studied came out. Not being overconfident, *cross fingers* but i think i can get a distinction =p. The next few days i practically slack, slept for 13 hours and labour in the house. My mom would say, " why don't you use your time and study? it's PMR this year." I'd rather fart on my couch than study &gt;_&gt;. Thenn, on wednesday Eric,Guan,Wan and I went out to pyramid. Of course it would have been way more fun but the girls ffk us. ;\ we watched primeval and i slept. GUSTAVE? i had my McFlurry so that satisfies me alot. I know it's sucky i don't have any pictures, but i'll try to make the effort to get my sister's cam and use it ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, we had futsal and bowling. It was damn fun cause i score the highest points =P. I'll update the pictures some other time cause i can't have it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-691357120488390608?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/691357120488390608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=691357120488390608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/691357120488390608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/691357120488390608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2007/03/get-out-of-her-maze-dont-be-made-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfwQL9zaUhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nzsnsvdJEFI/s72-c/Failure_by_lucasinphotoshop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400550.post-3415570873194586265</id><published>2007-03-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:30:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[ Shoot me down if i'm not guilty. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I feel overconfident. Tomorrow's my theory exam and i'm still squeezing my time for my blog. Today was church day, as usual a busy day and a day to feel like a hypocrite. Choir was exciting as usual, reaching real low notes is difficult, but u do feel good doing it. Normal sundays, but every Sunday is special. May the 6th is my church's 'Bring a Friend Sunday' so whoever's interested you can text me or smthn ;).I got home, and i jammed a few hours with hazieq. It's really fun singing songs on skype with another party. Unfortunately, i had no chance jammin with a girl. I'm talkin Acappella here, no instruments =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think i'm a boring blogger because i have no pics. But my sister is working it out on the events, and i just got back from a dinner with my family. My mum's friend Chris , is a Malaysian actor. He does the 'Jalan - jalan cari makan' advert. Believe it? Good cheff. Shepards pie, roast lamb, baked pumpkin, mint ice -cream makes you go mmmmm. I gotta do some last minute revisions now, so let me pin-point today's main event, #1 got some low notes covered.#2 added another 1000 calories to body.#3 got some plans managed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just add a pic, of my sexy pervert dog ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfQgI9zaUfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mvaNjE7hprY/s1600-h/Sammy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040689221335667186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfQgI9zaUfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mvaNjE7hprY/s320/Sammy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pathetic Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is for all of you, which is somewhat related to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hum Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt; - Fallout boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words are my faith to hell with our good name,&lt;br /&gt;A remix of your guts-your insides X-rayed,&lt;br /&gt;And one day we'll get nostalgic for disasterwe're a bull,&lt;br /&gt;your ears are just a china shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hum hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Just off the key of reason&lt;br /&gt;I thought I loved you&lt;br /&gt;It was just how you looked in the light.&lt;br /&gt;A teenage vow in a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;"Till tonight do us part"&lt;br /&gt;I sing the blues and swallow them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-3415570873194586265?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/3415570873194586265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=3415570873194586265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/3415570873194586265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/3415570873194586265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2007/03/shoot-me-down-if-im-not-guilty.html' title=''/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfQgI9zaUfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mvaNjE7hprY/s72-c/Sammy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400550.post-4341527810000112572</id><published>2007-03-09T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:40:58.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfF_6dzaUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EHS4XrFRPDg/s1600-h/ptt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039950100413698530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfF_6dzaUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EHS4XrFRPDg/s320/ptt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ As the world decays, on the golden banks she lay. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, back posting again, with a brand new skin ;). I guess this would be another thing to keep me company besides games. Of course, my sister got her new camera, so i can update my blog with wonderful pictures. It's such humour, how i can be happily posting back in my blog, knowing a great event is happening and i'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the past few weeks. I recall having seni folio done last minute, yet very creative. And Panas Salju folio, which i hated so badly. Now for the holidays which i'm lookin forward too, is filled with more projects. Urgh. I hate this year. Badly. It's been plain pressure for the geeks in my form, and me too. But i've been complacent and agrees with a 1 hour study time. My results were satisfying in relation for the amount of study i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back posting again and gonna be active now. And of course, i'm in love with a song right now, not promoting but, ya'll gotta hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Golden&lt;/span&gt; - Fall out boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-4341527810000112572?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/4341527810000112572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=4341527810000112572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/4341527810000112572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/4341527810000112572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-world-decays-on-golden-banks-she-lay.html' title=''/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_normvqtEseo/RfF_6dzaUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EHS4XrFRPDg/s72-c/ptt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400550.post-116999684647868508</id><published>2007-01-28T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:07:26.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of the month. =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;[ the solemn voice echoes, while the heavens close&lt;/span&gt;.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem * clears throat *. Back to my ancient blog. Apology for not blogging. Firstly, i only get the internet during weekends, and i kinda get caught up playing games &gt;_&gt;. Sooo, recap, first week of the form 3 life. Nothing unusual, getting to know the situation, the classmates, the ugly white board, and other weird people around me. I'm located near my friends, infront of the dustbin, which is my teleporter so you people can come enjoy my invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the 2nd week, school starts to get hot and i'm getting slacky. Been copying homework from friends =o. And, getting slapped by some sexist art teacher. I make pretty good art y'know. I made this pattern by stamping bits of leaves all over paper with paint on it. and it turned out like, a tree. Still, school sucks with seni and bm projects and i hate it. But face it, it's only form 3. Imagine beyond that. =S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornering the tail end of the month, things start to settle down with me. Got used to the toilet scenery outta the window. Making friends retarded and cranky. Gotten into a girl's pinafor dressing as a nerd and looking real fat. And still, i feel no shame O_O. I have an identity crisis right now. So i'm open to both men and women. =o. Right now, packed with alot of lessons during the week.Gonna be a tough year for me and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout today or maybe this week.. um, i went for futsal with some friends and jog for some exercise. The next day, ahem, it's LT. I guess they got fed up with LBT , knowing the B as 'bersama'.So narrow minded. Well, let's all have a wild guess what number i got. And i u guessed right, u might win the lucky prize, a bicycle from lerun. [ OoOoo]. Edric got first place, and many others won medals too. And i'm the arse cheering for my house, Bluster , and we got 4th in place. Hooray. Me and josh are pathetic, in primary, we got in rumah ungu, which is the suckiest house. And now Bluster, also sucks. I think it's time for someone to stand up and take the challenge, to make Bluster triumphant, never  to get 4th again nor 5th, and that man will make history, his name is, Patrick stamp? or maybe dex. =x. So today, woke up early , got Adam to come with us to church. Felt guilty and like a hypocrite after the lessons. Normal sunday woprship. Got home and went to his house. And played the drum set :D. Always wanted to learn those huge circles. So my resolution for the next month, work harder, exercise even harder, and play.. the least. I'm serious ! it's time to change. 'Kerajinan', always the smarter choice.That's it for today mate, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dexturr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116999684647868508?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116999684647868508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116999684647868508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116999684647868508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116999684647868508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2007/01/recap-of-month-d.html' title='Recap of the month. =D'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116782697245796277</id><published>2007-01-03T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:22:52.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaded.</title><content type='html'>Hey peepz, sorry for not updating.Maybe there's just nothing to say, or i'm not that creative to post anything other than my life. School's started.Yes, form 3 and PMR is here. It's gonna be a tough year. Met with old friends back in my class. So let's see, woke up, got ready and off to school. Then we got into our lines. And practically a boring 1st day of school. I'm next to josh and near yen. Loads of my form1 classmates are back with me. So it's nice la can talk back with them. And the chiwawa is also in my class. I feel so mean, but he's a perverted stalker so he don't deserve no credit. Well, this year is gonna be empty for me. Cause she's not there to fill me up. That's all. -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Famous Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116782697245796277?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116782697245796277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116782697245796277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116782697245796277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116782697245796277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreaded.html' title='Dreaded.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116550360398785195</id><published>2006-12-07T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:05:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a sad song.</title><content type='html'>Okay. nothing to say. I am just desperate to go out. I went to shawn's house today and played around. Meeting up with friends. It was only a few. Let me get straight to the point. I might be organizing something for xmas eve. Hangout at a mall and have a countdown. or either on new year's eve. anytime. i'll try to get this planned. and let's enjoy ourselves before the holidays end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116550360398785195?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116550360398785195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116550360398785195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116550360398785195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116550360398785195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-just-sad-song.html' title='I&apos;m just a sad song.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116473231213680732</id><published>2006-11-29T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T13:32:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back to reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chambers dissolve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. [song : Over my head, the Fray. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I would like to apologize for not updating for some time. For those who are interested in my rants, you should be happy cause here they are. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from Penang last Friday, but the weekend was busy so I couldn't not space my time for blog. My family and I were there for about a week or so. Shall we get started about the trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada, 4 hours from 10 in the morning , my dad , mum, uncle and I reached Ipoh on the 18th of November. My aunt [ mum's classmate ] helped us with directions on the way to her place. Btw, it's aunty Beh Ning. &lt;------ Unique chinese name oO. Anyways, her house was an old ancient house. It was like in the middle of a shop row, which her house in fact was a shop lot. We ate hor fun and rojak and leong fun [ weird black jelly that tastes like cincau ] for lunch and visited my aunty's mum. Nothing much. By the end of the day, we breached the borders of Penang Island and called it a day at &lt;strong&gt;GoodHope Inn&lt;/strong&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morn, I met with my old friend &lt;strong&gt;Tim Joe&lt;/strong&gt; and attended the Penang COC [ which is rather similar to ours ] and had fun while we worship our &lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt;. Uncle Mak brought us to some fancy hawker stall and had a quick lunch. In the evening, my dad's cousin who lives there took us for dinner in a chinese restaurant. They had a son, Joshua who is 13 and he's single =p. The seafood there rocked. Penang ---&gt; good food ---&gt; gluttony. =\ .That's it for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week is pretty much the same. My dad and uncle goes to work at Gurun for about half a day and when he arrives home, we either catch a movie, get food at gurney drive, or window shop at Gurney plaza. Imagine watching a movie every day O_O. But that is after the boredom and nags at the Inn for the whole day till my dad arrives home. T.T .On thursday we went to Penang Hill on this unique train that brought us up her. Nothing special there. The food quality deproved said my parents from the last time they've been there[ including gurney. ] The hawkers had all kinds of food and what not, but what perplexes me is that they ain't got no 'pan mee' or in their hokkien term ' mee hoon ker ' [ lawl i can't spell chinese for shit.-_- ] And finally, after a week at the dreaded food isle, we departed around noon on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's all about it. Nuff said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dexturr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116473231213680732?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116473231213680732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116473231213680732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116473231213680732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116473231213680732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-back-to-reality.html' title='Getting back to reality.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116374701461215171</id><published>2006-11-17T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:13:10.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang .&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mozart's a cheap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. [conscience:House of wolves.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh.. chant with me, Yeahhhh~~. Alas, outta my home. =]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano lessons just ended. Recited the pieces real badly. Holidays just begun, and pressure's back on. Mum goes," balance, balance in your life". Urgh, she's right. Yet, it's hard =/. My mum's gonna get her hair dyed after the trip. She said I'll get my hair cut and I get to dye it purple. Not like a whole&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt; but some colours here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I might look dumb. Well, it's worth a try. Only for the holidays though. They're gonna hang me up when they see me in church. Yes, hung invertedly on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be my last post 'cause Penang's trip is tomorrow =).*cheers and smilers broadly*.But, my brother will surely rankle me during the time. Geez. I'm not able to post till i'm back.Thus, I'ma dig a grave for my dead blog during the meantime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/320/mcrrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let me end this post with my favourite lyrics from MCR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/1600/mcr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/320/mcr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose cause I love all the poison away with the horrific glance. I've really been, on a bender and it shows. So gimme a shot to remember. Away with all the pain along with me. She said I won't surrender. The SHARPEST LIVES are the deadliest to lead&lt;/span&gt;. - raucously &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. curry laksa here I come !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116374701461215171?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116374701461215171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116374701461215171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116374701461215171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116374701461215171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/penang-3.html' title='Penang .&lt;3'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116369439746542588</id><published>2006-11-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:10:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Don't force yourself if there's no pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;[conscience:aerials]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, haven't I made myself clear? BOREDOM. But, I'm goin to penang on saturday. OMG!! Yay for me. Anywhere than home. I'm homesick. All I ever do is gaze in the com, eat and fart. Just another boring day. Yet, another band entertained me. Anyone know &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hawthorne Heights&lt;/span&gt;? Love them. I need an &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;outing. Anywhere. I predict penang would suck. Urgh, when you're stuck in school all you ever wanted is effing holidays. Well here they are dex, wake up and enjoy your holidays before peer pressure next year. Prayin something exciting would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;come. No pics for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;darkne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ss turns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; light .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never &lt;/span&gt;wanted,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;dexturr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116369439746542588?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116369439746542588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116369439746542588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116369439746542588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116369439746542588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/boredom.html' title='Boredom.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116359573291211320</id><published>2006-11-15T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:13:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/1600/red.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/320/red.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn Regret. &lt;/strong&gt;[conscience: HER.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There. A picture to brighten my dark blog. I'm really bored these few days and i'm decaying sleeping at home. The only thing that helps is these two bands. The red jumpsuit apparatus. I'll gaze in the com, hoping something fun would pop up. Or either lay on the floor and listen to them. They're awesome !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/320/anbeerlin.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And here's another band i love too. Anberlin. yes, Anberlin. They rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7022/4200/320/mmm.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last but not least, Mikey Way ! Mhm, the dude in the guitar , that's him. Finally i'm able to upload the pics. Music exams are approaching. Maybe listening to these crazy rock bands will help. Jam the chords, Dave. No, mum will not tolerate me not practicing the piano. How can you carry your ass off from your seat, onto the piano's seat and tire your fingers. It's retarded. Fine, call me lazy. Oh now you know i play the piano? It's fun, yet I don't make efforts when exams are near. I'm persuaded to do something else now. Nuff said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dexturr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116359573291211320?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116359573291211320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116359573291211320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116359573291211320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116359573291211320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116352086666300134</id><published>2006-11-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:30:49.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pie poo. &lt;/em&gt;[conscience: summer rain.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things never goes the way you want. You stare at the wall, hoping and praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. It never will go your way. Don't put your hopes too high, it will put you down.Pfft. Try, and be mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to the topic&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;.[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;[[[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;col&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;our changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;]]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Weeh~ a little colour for a change. Plus, this is my favourite colour. YarYar, call me girlish or childish. But this colour really rocks. Getting to the blogging mood. Not a terrible day i would suppose. Slacked off at my com the whole day, with my bro commenting on every single thing i do. Geez, buzz of to your room and play with your Gundam. VERY bored. Had my fav dish curry. But still, have not been watching what i eat. It's the &lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAYS. &lt;/strong&gt;c'mon. I've been listenin to AFI the whole day. DOTA, mini games. Nothing to do actually. Now here comes the peak of the day, class party. Was not punctual as well. Blame the car. My dad crashed it when he was supposed to pick me up. Thanks alot. But xinli was kind enough to ask her mum to fetch me there. SERIOUSLY, I am still embarrassed till now. Feel 'paiseh'. Oh well, thanks alot. Reached Burger King; greated my classmates. Gonna miss them and form 2 alot. *tears. oh well, everyone looked decent. Had our dinner, sang our heart out. Wasn't that fun. But I'm really gonna miss them. Gosh, sobs. Guess what? 2 months down the road , and we'll be the fags with pressure, stress, projects, a tonne of homeworks and our parents on our back. YAY! 9 more months from then, we'll be sitted down. Mind packed with information. and sitting a petty exam.Well enjoy your holidays now. Har Har, laugh at me you form 4 kids. Just cause you failed PMR, you don't havta be cruel to me. =(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nuff said&lt;strong&gt;, dexturr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116352086666300134?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116352086666300134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116352086666300134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116352086666300134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116352086666300134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/tears.html' title='Tears.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116339220979791261</id><published>2006-11-13T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:30:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Marriage.</title><content type='html'>Yawn. Hadta wake up at 8 yesterday. Sorry for the late post. I couldn't take any thing hot, spicy, chocolatey, basically anything bad for my throat. Cause i hadta take care of my voice for the performance later. Church was fairly normal ; yet a weird sermon. After church we head down to Royal China. I saw a real big bacardi bottle, but, you don't expect me to order one in a "christian marriage" , now do you?That was a cool place for a wedding. Bla Bla Bla, by 6 o clock the ceremony begins. Everyone walks down the red carpet, my bro was the ring bearer. Uncle Kim Fatt was officiating the wedding, and Chee Hoe was the MC. =o. After the ceremony ended with the vows, we had to perform a song to solemnize the wedding. Then we performed again at the reception. I hate our costume cause it was pretty childish when all of us are in a row . But the denim jacket rawked. The party went on, we had sharkfins , abalones, prawns and whatnot. The wedding car was not that special =\. Just a plain Merc. Was a tiring day. Slept early and dreamt well =). Nuff said, Dexturr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116339220979791261?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116339220979791261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116339220979791261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116339220979791261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116339220979791261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-marriage.html' title='Happy Marriage.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116325567658267778</id><published>2006-11-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T22:35:36.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newly Weds.</title><content type='html'>Woke up pretty early although i dragged and gazed in my com till 4 in the morning. Had to go to church for some choir rehearsal and I hadta sing for JunJoy's wedding. She's a cool and sporting girl. And know she's getting married. No special event happened today, cept the rehearsal. Seriously, there's nothing much to say about today. Had dinner at my uncle's house. There were lotsa visitors there. I'm pitty sad cause i ain't got no cam to brighten my dark blog. Nuff said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dexturr;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116325567658267778?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116325567658267778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116325567658267778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116325567658267778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116325567658267778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/newly-weds.html' title='Newly Weds.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116316398019905740</id><published>2006-11-10T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:21:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;Well. It always starts with a long drag of sleep. I was having a nice dream, then my 2 freaks busted in my room and tickled my ass. That's Eric and Josh. I had to then laze my self out of the bed, into the bathroom, and get a long bath and make them wait. =D. Later, we met up with our primary school mates like esther, soo yin and biancaa and socialized in SKSS.Esther slimed down like, she's starved for months. Biancaa never changed and so doesn't soo yin. Gosh, that was some fond memories i could not forget. Greeted some teachers, some remembers the notorious dex, some said," who the heck are you?". I couldn't care any less =). We were roaming around the school and people start staring at us as though were some aliens . We shoot hoops from the 2nd story, it's a pretty fun way to play basketball. I splited up from the group and decided to talk to some other teachers. Alast, we were in our standard 6 classes again.It's rotten, the tables are short, and what not. There were this sick-minded standard 6s that thinks their cool. Dissed me around. Ocmon, their kids. Else, i wouldn't hesitate to tell them off. Buncha monkeys. Went home and played ping pong with Josh,Eric and Biancaa after that. Gosh they suck, and they screwed up the balls.&lt;-- that sounds wrong, it's the ping pong ball[s] , plural. The rest of the day was pretty normal. Loathed around the house whill sleeping upside-down. Read the &lt;strong&gt;Death Note&lt;/strong&gt; manga epi 1 and 2. Pretty cool anime i would say. Hogged the com and played some games and dota. My brothers a gag. He cried when my dad ate all his &lt;strong&gt;CHOCOLATE , &lt;/strong&gt;so I had to gave him mine. Those were sweet chocs from Aussie. Nothing really special or enthusiastic happened today , really. That's all; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dexturr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37400550-116316398019905740?l=ineffablehymn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/feeds/116316398019905740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37400550&amp;postID=116316398019905740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116316398019905740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37400550/posts/default/116316398019905740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineffablehymn.blogspot.com/2006/11/pointless-time.html' title='Pointless time.'/><author><name>Dexturr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03510522143770062182</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-37400550.post-116307168488093862</id><published>2006-11-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:28:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Introduction.</title><content type='html'>First of all, I have not been blogging in a long time. So i decided to delete my previous blog, and reorganize it into my current blog. I NEED a nice skin though. For all who've visit, please link me. 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