<?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-1377413196128831488</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:59:38.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>face of a failure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-7715441974251437243</id><published>2009-06-13T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:55:34.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MOVIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SjPJqSIY_GI/AAAAAAAAAgY/1a0JBj5rYME/s1600-h/Night+at+the+Museum+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SjPJqSIY_GI/AAAAAAAAAgY/1a0JBj5rYME/s320/Night+at+the+Museum+II.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346838910877629538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's start with MOVIES. Just recently I went to catch this movie. Freaking HILARIOUS! Made me and my friends laughed so loud that our laughter was the loudest laughter in the theater. Well it was funny, no point holding in our laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there are plenty more movies that I have to catch.&lt;br /&gt;1)Monster VS Aliens&lt;br /&gt;2)Drag me to Hell&lt;br /&gt;3)Angels and Demons&lt;br /&gt;4)Mongol - The untold legend of Ganges Khan&lt;br /&gt;5)UP&lt;br /&gt;6)Transformers - Revenge of the fallen&lt;br /&gt;7)Ice Age 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch a lot of animation movies...as that's what I am doing in school. Those are experts....so lemme get some pointers...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7715441974251437243?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7715441974251437243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7715441974251437243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7715441974251437243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7715441974251437243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/06/movies-well-lets-start-with-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SjPJqSIY_GI/AAAAAAAAAgY/1a0JBj5rYME/s72-c/Night+at+the+Museum+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5496965172800411022</id><published>2009-06-13T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:30:57.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lets start with this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SjO-HnHIDMI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/T1KST6SW-9U/s1600-h/1-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SjO-HnHIDMI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/T1KST6SW-9U/s320/1-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346826220586142914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this kinda sucks. It has been such a long time since i cam here and said some things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets have a way back flash back even when RP holiday started and way back before school even started. I'll just list the things that I wanna share about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Cypher Camp 09&lt;br /&gt;2)Sports Camp 09&lt;br /&gt;3)5S1 sentosa class gathering&lt;br /&gt;4)Ice skate with W67C&lt;br /&gt;5)Photography class&lt;br /&gt;6)Friends&lt;br /&gt;7)Touch Rugby&lt;br /&gt;8)FYP&lt;br /&gt;9)Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well these are some things that I wanna share. So expect 9 more posts. Till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken from photography class if you were wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5496965172800411022?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5496965172800411022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5496965172800411022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5496965172800411022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5496965172800411022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-start-with-this-well-this-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SjO-HnHIDMI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/T1KST6SW-9U/s72-c/1-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8026793155044741801</id><published>2009-05-29T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:41:47.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SiAAIPQ3nNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/gw9_VXVy6bs/s1600-h/katt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SiAAIPQ3nNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/gw9_VXVy6bs/s320/katt.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341269299597647058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UNDERGROUND COMEDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have no clue who this fellow is, his name is KAT WILLIAMS. He is the king of underground comedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I know he was one of the stars in nick canon's MTV show: WILD AND OUT. His rap, punch line and jokes are killers. If you are up against him, be sure not to get on his bad side, as he will bring his A game. From what I know he is the real deal pimp and comedian. A funny man, a short funny man that will dish out the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don't believe me how good he is just go to youtube and search for the videos. I have been watching his videos for the past 2 years and his jokes never fail to amuse me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8026793155044741801?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8026793155044741801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8026793155044741801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8026793155044741801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8026793155044741801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/05/underground-comedy-to-those-who-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SiAAIPQ3nNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/gw9_VXVy6bs/s72-c/katt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6243856758535710590</id><published>2009-05-29T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:32:20.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT GOLD BUT SILVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am pretty much disappointed in myself in not performing better. It was the NAPFA test. A test that all males should undergo before going to national service. Strangely enough it was held at KHATIB camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had all this major electronic devices to take the tests. There were some offices but they were just there for inspection. Making sure that none of us cheated and made sure that they will minus off points and make us fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn hell, they sure did not go easy on me. Keeping an eye and minus away my points and making sure I did it in their standard. Well at least it was a pass and a silver. Aiming for a gold though. Majority failed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work harder and get that gold....screw those officers that I can be up to their standards...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6243856758535710590?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6243856758535710590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6243856758535710590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6243856758535710590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6243856758535710590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-gold-but-silver-well-i-am-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-8088059748882571995</id><published>2009-05-11T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:49:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAKES ME THE BLACK SHEEP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sgg0Zsj4YMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5iLdMWaTwrg/s1600-h/black_sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sgg0Zsj4YMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5iLdMWaTwrg/s320/black_sheep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334571374683381954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of you guys are happy as mother's day just passed and all. So you guys were out and celebrated and all that... sounds super cool and hope you guys have a super good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't want to post this but I am doing this to let a friend know that he is not alone. Not everyone is perfect and we just have to accept what the world throws at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me I am the freaking black sheep of the family. Make things worst, I am the middle kid of 3. So it sucks big time. There are studies and shot saying that the second kid will be the worst and all of that... KINDA FREAKING TRUE. But I am glad where I am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every family gathering or event is something not to get all excited about for me. Yeah both my sister's may get hyper and all that shit, but somewhere and somehow I will be the blame of something. In my family being the only guys sucks, and the closest family member that I have is my dad. The past mother day was no big WHOOP also as i didn't attend the dinner. Yeah, same routine like any year. Buy my mom something and wish her. That's all, if I do or attend anything, it will just end in a big fight and no one enjoys. So i rather skip all that drama and be home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am happy as it is. Looking things on the bright side. I have a family, it may not be a perfect family but at least a family. What I am really happy is that I have friends. Loads and loads of friends that can i always count on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all the dudes and dudets that are not happy with the family and are cursing away. Dont. Just be happy and thankful. No one is perfect and nobody can have something perfect and that includes family. I know a lot of friends with a family that are not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK THINGS ON THE BRIGHTSIDE. LEARN TO LET GO AND LET LOOSE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto's in life. Even though I may be down in the dumps and be grumpy on certain days, I dont let it kill me for the rest of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8088059748882571995?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8088059748882571995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8088059748882571995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8088059748882571995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8088059748882571995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/05/makes-me-black-sheep-i-know-lot-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sgg0Zsj4YMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5iLdMWaTwrg/s72-c/black_sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-3605222329839821940</id><published>2009-05-07T21:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:02:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BIKE EXPEDITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLpYoGFHEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hfHUzW10iNU/s1600-h/P3180746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLpYoGFHEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hfHUzW10iNU/s320/P3180746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333081518049139778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLo9ZuPRFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rsY1Z4H6kvY/s1600-h/P3180732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLo9ZuPRFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rsY1Z4H6kvY/s320/P3180732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333081050334577746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLooi0M7iI/AAAAAAAAAfg/v74QKMQN6fo/s1600-h/P3180729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLooi0M7iI/AAAAAAAAAfg/v74QKMQN6fo/s320/P3180729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080691998256674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLocsBmg1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/nwQtidBQ7JY/s1600-h/P3180705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLocsBmg1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/nwQtidBQ7JY/s320/P3180705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080488311948114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLoNMlkFbI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OEV9hsNq6KU/s1600-h/DSCF1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLoNMlkFbI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OEV9hsNq6KU/s320/DSCF1978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080222174811570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the title pretty much say's it all dont you think. Technically that was the plan but then things got screwed up and all. Haha. So let me tell you a tale of 7 individuals going for a whole day of fun trying to get the day to the max with motorbikes and bicycles. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day there was 7 people. Saiful, Brandan, Michael, Hidayat, Ashiq, Alif and Zac. These were the extreme people that can go up a day of sports. Too place on a a wednesday and all of them were free and made plans. The plan was to go on motorbike there and have the cycle expedition on Ubin. From corner to corner of the island, running on manpower and exploring the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started good but not for long. There were 4 motorbikes but ended to three. So it ended to be a bus ride there. With Zac being the leader that if we go to changi airport we can go to changi jetty. Got a little lost. DUMB ASS. haha.  Finally got to Ubin and the bike expedition was on full force. Super tiring but worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus i was down with a very bad fever and thinking to cancel out. Second thought...never gonna get a chance like this again with the extreme crew...went on ahead and took on Ubin's  dirt bike challenge....FREAKING AWESOME!!(there is a picture of the dirt circuit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLlE3xFdyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nDONg54k1oQ/s1600-h/DSCF1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLlE3xFdyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nDONg54k1oQ/s320/DSCF1942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076780612155170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLkxK5UPXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/cLCPgFTpm24/s1600-h/P3180703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLkxK5UPXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/cLCPgFTpm24/s320/P3180703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076442149567858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLkcOEHPRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qIQRWHHapOY/s1600-h/P3180728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLkcOEHPRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qIQRWHHapOY/s320/P3180728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076082222906642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLjgQDkA2I/AAAAAAAAAew/7NZVgxfWYTg/s1600-h/P3180742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLjgQDkA2I/AAAAAAAAAew/7NZVgxfWYTg/s320/P3180742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333075051965317986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLixAayedI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kJz_gdNYosI/s1600-h/P3180750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLixAayedI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kJz_gdNYosI/s320/P3180750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333074240313915858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLijMetogI/AAAAAAAAAeY/L7CGMD_JpT4/s1600-h/P3180752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLijMetogI/AAAAAAAAAeY/L7CGMD_JpT4/s320/P3180752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333074003033432578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLiC1AElMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eHv0cuIL2BI/s1600-h/P3180766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLiC1AElMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eHv0cuIL2BI/s320/P3180766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333073446975083714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3605222329839821940?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3605222329839821940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3605222329839821940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3605222329839821940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3605222329839821940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/05/bike-expedition-well-title-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SgLpYoGFHEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hfHUzW10iNU/s72-c/P3180746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-3597847017559722448</id><published>2009-05-01T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:05:06.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BE BACK SOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn, it has been such a freakishly long time since I have been here and just let my thoughts loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason that I am doing this post is that I have finally some free time on hand and there is a dude or dudete that does not wanna name themselve asking me to update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what... this post if for you.... I will be back blogging soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my life is hectic and there are just so many things that needs to be done and so many FREAKING deadlines. Well.... if your lucky there will be more posts up... Just keep reminding me and dropping more tags and the tagbox so that my BUSY and LAZY ass will post something up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure that something interesting will put up as there are alot of HECTIC, CRAZY, TIRING, FUN shits that I have been through since the gap of time I have been missing blogging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3597847017559722448?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3597847017559722448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3597847017559722448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3597847017559722448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3597847017559722448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-back-soon-god-damn-it-has-been-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-347552244392854778</id><published>2009-03-11T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:50:56.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdQvL502HI/AAAAAAAAAeI/p5WH36hiLuw/s1600-h/IMG_0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdQvL502HI/AAAAAAAAAeI/p5WH36hiLuw/s320/IMG_0710.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311803057086191730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Troubling ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am Feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;- There are alot of things that are going on.&lt;br /&gt;- I think I am having a bad luck streak.&lt;br /&gt;- I had a recent accident with oil. Now you can see a patch of flesh on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;- Am I a bad friend? Lately, I didnt realise that some of my freinds are having troubles and I had no clue.&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes I wish to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;- Is it time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-347552244392854778?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/347552244392854778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=347552244392854778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/347552244392854778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/347552244392854778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/03/troubling-me-i-am-feeling-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdQvL502HI/AAAAAAAAAeI/p5WH36hiLuw/s72-c/IMG_0710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-1429878885579736307</id><published>2009-03-11T12:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:21:20.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E35Q Sentosa Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa fun pretty much explains it all. Hell yeah, it was bloody fun and I couldnt had spent the day any other way or with any other cliques. Well, any outing with the E35Q peeps would be crazy. I mean literraly crazy as we just cant sit our butts down, we are just a bunch of hyper active kids that needs to do a whole load of things. Sentosa was the perfect place as we had loads of fun, playing games and talking as if we have not met in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im kinda lazy to say what happened on that fun day, but hey. I have pictures to tell what we did on that day. One island, a group of friends and loads of energy. Go figure. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the pictures may not be everything that we did, well its some of the things and yeah it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdH2E85ehI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5_KD84_EgMY/s1600-h/DSCF1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdH2E85ehI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5_KD84_EgMY/s320/DSCF1713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311793279874464274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdHFaTyl4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/FbL01S_m2Uo/s1600-h/DSCF1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdHFaTyl4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/FbL01S_m2Uo/s320/DSCF1716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311792443794036610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdGrr-zu6I/AAAAAAAAAdw/bLO6FY7pdao/s1600-h/DSCF1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdE7yNTdMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/dsAEkTkH0gY/s320/DSCF1769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311790079387333826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdErDwJ_PI/AAAAAAAAAdI/OrD9_LNK_GU/s1600-h/DSCF1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdErDwJ_PI/AAAAAAAAAdI/OrD9_LNK_GU/s320/DSCF1832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311789792039140594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdEUJMoxPI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XoCYzIMDUn0/s1600-h/DSCF1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdEUJMoxPI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XoCYzIMDUn0/s320/DSCF1846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311789398363784434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdCvU4SNmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/DPqSOow6Fno/s1600-h/DSCF1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdCvU4SNmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/DPqSOow6Fno/s320/DSCF1865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311787666332857954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdAu5mfSaI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vcI_tHOOkys/s1600-h/DSCF1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdAu5mfSaI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vcI_tHOOkys/s320/DSCF1869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311785459987204514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1429878885579736307?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1429878885579736307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1429878885579736307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1429878885579736307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1429878885579736307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/03/e35q-sentosa-fun-sentosa-fun-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SbdH2E85ehI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5_KD84_EgMY/s72-c/DSCF1713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-9014418122382253669</id><published>2009-03-05T22:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:56:07.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EAST COAST PARK CYCLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_kdTRar3I/AAAAAAAAAco/UbGpDqorEVk/s1600-h/DSCF1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_kdTRar3I/AAAAAAAAAco/UbGpDqorEVk/s320/DSCF1452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309713677733769074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start of saying anything about the mentioned title of this post. Take a good look of this F***FACE. Hahaha. Wonder why i say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because on the way to east cost park with my friends(the rugby friends), i accidentally stepped on his slippers from the back. And apparently to him, i weigh like a freaking elephant and his slippers snap. COME ON, that slipper looked freaking old and could snap anytime whenever anyone stepped on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was such a good friend and I was annoyed he kept saying it on the bus ride to east coast park and making me feel guilty. I bought him a new pair of havaianas(not the original, costs 14 and i forked out 10 bucks). You should see the bloody smile.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to business. All and all it was a fun day cycling. Had a lot of pictures and yeah had a whole lot of fun. Enjoy the pictures. They say more than what I can say. These are just a few, we took around 180 shots. Well, you kinda guess it. Lazy to upload em all just upload that caught my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_kNI1sOfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vWmkknI5zCY/s1600-h/DSCF1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_kNI1sOfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vWmkknI5zCY/s320/DSCF1547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309713400055216626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_jPnKkyjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/NwZ7lNWIhPQ/s1600-h/DSCF1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_jPnKkyjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/NwZ7lNWIhPQ/s320/DSCF1546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309712343043983922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_jASvtpPI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IDqvRcrPw6U/s1600-h/DSCF1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_jASvtpPI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IDqvRcrPw6U/s320/DSCF1500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309712079864571122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_izT5fZ5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/BpSLpOfF9zs/s1600-h/DSCF1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_izT5fZ5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/BpSLpOfF9zs/s320/DSCF1494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309711856835717010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_iCNEWY6I/AAAAAAAAAcA/FG2cjYUl16g/s1600-h/DSCF1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_iCNEWY6I/AAAAAAAAAcA/FG2cjYUl16g/s320/DSCF1495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309711013188625314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_hbHrHWwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AFgpHO086RI/s1600-h/DSCF1492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_hbHrHWwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AFgpHO086RI/s320/DSCF1492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309710341725707010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_g0DPmrOI/AAAAAAAAAbw/PwteNI9EGw0/s1600-h/DSCF1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_g0DPmrOI/AAAAAAAAAbw/PwteNI9EGw0/s320/DSCF1467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309709670521679074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_glde84sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Btbm7APJBXg/s1600-h/DSCF1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_glde84sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Btbm7APJBXg/s320/DSCF1559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309709419867333314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-9014418122382253669?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/9014418122382253669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=9014418122382253669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/9014418122382253669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/9014418122382253669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/03/east-coast-park-cycling-before-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/Sa_kdTRar3I/AAAAAAAAAco/UbGpDqorEVk/s72-c/DSCF1452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5940787218071176853</id><published>2009-02-26T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:55:20.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RUGBY LIFE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SaZYWHi1SgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sZLJgY3A1CQ/s1600-h/DSCF1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SaZYWHi1SgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sZLJgY3A1CQ/s320/DSCF1415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307026347908221442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SaZYHANnukI/AAAAAAAAAbY/KCVxFRVcyPo/s1600-h/DSCF1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SaZYHANnukI/AAAAAAAAAbY/KCVxFRVcyPo/s320/DSCF1416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307026088242166338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to realise some things during the holidays of mine. Lately its all about rugby most of the time. I mean yeah, I do have a life and I enjoy it. But most of the times are spent in trainings. Im not saying that I hate it but the excact opposite. I kind of enjoty training days. It means I am hanging out with my team mates but more importantly my FRIENDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5940787218071176853?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5940787218071176853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5940787218071176853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5940787218071176853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5940787218071176853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/02/rugby-life-i-come-to-realise-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SaZYWHi1SgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sZLJgY3A1CQ/s72-c/DSCF1415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5955602745110352329</id><published>2009-02-10T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:27:26.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BETTER AND IMPROVED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally digging my new layout design of my blog. Haha. Simple yet very nice and pleasant to the eyes. Not to mention the cool new music player that I just included with a chillin cool tune. Make you just wanna relax doesn't it. Well hey I even change the quote at the end of each post &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'LET GO AND LET LOOSE'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I find it quite meaningfull to me nowdays as LOOKING THINGS ON THE BRIGHTSIDE is good but its not enough. I have to let it go, let loose, relax and enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Enjoy dudes and dudets reading my blog with a cool view and totally chillin tunes which is a Clash Compilation of diffrent genre's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5955602745110352329?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5955602745110352329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5955602745110352329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5955602745110352329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5955602745110352329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/02/better-and-improved-i-am-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-3298009840073367641</id><published>2009-02-09T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:12:14.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tests&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried a lot of things to improve the blog. But hey....didnt like the overall look. So ended up just by adding a music player to the blog. Its sticks out like a sore thumb. But Hey...it looks cool to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3298009840073367641?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3298009840073367641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3298009840073367641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3298009840073367641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3298009840073367641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/02/tests-tried-lot-of-things-to-improve.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-8178058034386954047</id><published>2009-01-23T22:58:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:19:05.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THEY MAKE IT WORTH WHILE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the times, made me realize just how valuable my friends are. 2009 have started to screw me, and Im enjoying life with all of my friends. Without them, it would definitely be a boring life for me indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce to you some of my closest friends that have really made an impact o my life...I LOVE YOU GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LONGEST BUDDY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnng5lLPSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZvzbyAxZTHE/s1600-h/helmi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnng5lLPSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZvzbyAxZTHE/s320/helmi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517389349305634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idiot here is named helmi. He is the longest idiot that I have sticked with. I have through thick and thin with this fella here since secondary one. YEAH, secondary one. Now his still by my side at RP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;W65A&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnmZUSgNFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/yJOPBtA2zmc/s1600-h/daiyu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnmZUSgNFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/yJOPBtA2zmc/s320/daiyu.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294516159568163922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most gay idiot that I can have. Hahaha. The dude's name is daiyu. He is the only idiot that really enjoys being a gay f*** around me and torturing me with it.So you know me, if you cant beat him, JOIN HIM. Hahahaha. Another good buddy that goes through all the thick and thin with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnl1Knsm-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/i9w6Tuu-V1Y/s1600-h/arini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnl1Knsm-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/i9w6Tuu-V1Y/s320/arini.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294515538497412066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dudete that i can have named Arini. That's just the outside. Hahaha. If you knew her better, she is still sweet in person but with a some evil. Hahaha. The person that you spend loads of time with and at the end of the day ask each other 'what did we just do?'.....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnlWParLaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3C_vd9cStJw/s1600-h/shawn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnlWParLaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3C_vd9cStJw/s320/shawn.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294515007209024930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty boy of the crew called SHWAN that I always hang around with. He is the kind of guy that really follows fashion and gets those clothes and wear them to school. A talented guy with web design and hey his my greatest bully target. Its as if I see a sign saying 'SAIFUL, BULLY ME!'  Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnjbUZXfxI/AAAAAAAAAas/gy7FYNLKmr8/s1600-h/annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnjbUZXfxI/AAAAAAAAAas/gy7FYNLKmr8/s320/annie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294512895421808402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl that has plenty of sarcasm and yet i spend plenty of time with her during lessons. The gilr that likes to shoot me in class and points at other saying that they did it. Haha. Not such a bad person to hang out with. AND OF COURSE I ALWAYS GET EVEN WITH HER. Its a never ending war that both of us keep shooting sarcasms at each other and laughing all the way. Presenting ANNIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LONG DISTANCE FRIEND&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnjEWu2ULI/AAAAAAAAAak/O5f7OO0wcKA/s1600-h/wilkiie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnjEWu2ULI/AAAAAAAAAak/O5f7OO0wcKA/s320/wilkiie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294512500911788210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilkie is his name and UK is his game. The UK boy is the nick that I like to call hime. Met him in year one but sadly halway through the semester, he migrated to UK. But what's great about him is that he comes back to singapore once in whileand surprise us in school. Now that's a friend...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pranksters&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnixrILDaI/AAAAAAAAAac/P87rPVfU7vM/s1600-h/sabira.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnixrILDaI/AAAAAAAAAac/P87rPVfU7vM/s320/sabira.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294512179969199522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats sabira. One of the prankster trio with me in year 1 semester 2. And most of the pranks will be played on her. Hahaha. What to do. No joke no Fun. Right? She has this really weird habit in the toilet. Haha. Wont say what it is but the dude below and me will always make fun of it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXniaJRfdiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/KhSWxrfEaSQ/s1600-h/domnic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXniaJRfdiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/KhSWxrfEaSQ/s320/domnic.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294511775744488994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second of the prankster trio. This is Domnic. The bastard of them all. Haha. Likes to play pranks and his pranks are the genius. We did this prank at queenstown and made a really commotion there...haha...cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GAY BOYS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXniFlOaPlI/AAAAAAAAAaM/D3WxXLdhaKA/s1600-h/xerxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXniFlOaPlI/AAAAAAAAAaM/D3WxXLdhaKA/s320/xerxes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294511422470504018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first gay boy and most recent class of mine. They call him XERXES...well thats how its spelled. Cant blame us. Hahaha. The first of the gays in a class filled with guys and plenty of commotion. He will always cover his 'nips' whenever im near as we both know whats gonna happen next....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnhsOWZOGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BswBtRQFFJI/s1600-h/yy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnhsOWZOGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BswBtRQFFJI/s320/yy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294510986833246306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Yiok is this name. Speaking good english is NOT his game. Hahaha. The second gay of the class and everybody loves it. He is the king of gaming, never fails calling peeps in the class to dota...hahaha...and whenevr he speaks there will be chinese words also as similies...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnhRSqwyAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/r0OVG-JyryM/s1600-h/xavier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnhRSqwyAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/r0OVG-JyryM/s320/xavier.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294510524135950338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third gay party. Xavier is his name and a very talented artist. Good at drawing and designing. Has a huge sense of humor also. The dude that has potential to do any shit. Sleeps in class all the time during the facilitators presentation. I thnk his greatest talent is too fall asleep as the faci's presentation start and to wake up when it ends. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnguCWj3PI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9MCSO7lNqlQ/s1600-h/ryan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnguCWj3PI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9MCSO7lNqlQ/s320/ryan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294509918460828914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loner yet a good buddy of mine. He doesnt open up to people but he does to me. Haha. He places trust to people when they really deserve it and it just so happens that I have his trust. Haha. Ryan is the dudes name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnf1H3UxGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/p5LGirrBHHE/s1600-h/isaac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnf1H3UxGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/p5LGirrBHHE/s320/isaac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294508940687885410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISAAC. The skater of the class. Lets not forget, another gay friend of mine. Hahaha. His is a really talented friend. Both in design and music. He is the dude that is teaching me how to play the keys on the keyboad just by listening to the picth and tone of a song. COOL huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnfMlSGnVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/otMQaRmk-4c/s1600-h/clement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnfMlSGnVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/otMQaRmk-4c/s320/clement.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294508244210195794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last gay dude of the class. Clement is his name but sadly he does not live in clementi. Hahaha. The most racist joker that is against me. He shoots me racist jokes and i shoot racist jokes back at him. In the end we laugh but the class laughs louder. Hahaha. Damn fun to be around with him. Freakingly tall also and always busy with his girlfriend that I always make jokes about that also...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RUGBY LIFE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXndyPyWJ7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/4vZGcF9_Neg/s1600-h/rugby+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXndyPyWJ7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/4vZGcF9_Neg/s320/rugby+team.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294506692251625394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole rugby team. Got so far with them and still aiming high with them. Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXndghGsGtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WBg98xgqqdY/s1600-h/eugen+and+shankar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXndghGsGtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WBg98xgqqdY/s320/eugen+and+shankar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294506387662707410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two rugby team players that I look up. There are other players that are talented but these two has qualities that really makes me want to be better. The one on the left is shankar and his dives are really stupid and funny but hey it gets the score at the end. The the other is eugene. A well rounded player and the best in my eyes. He can do alot of shit on the field and is good leader..brings the team motivation high and makes sure what we want on the field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXndN0JwTsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bby5oRP56Y0/s1600-h/adam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXndN0JwTsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bby5oRP56Y0/s320/adam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294506066358324930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call him coach on the field. Outside the field, its Adam. The coach of the team. Need I say more? He is more then a coach...like a fren... tought me a lot of things on the field.(He is the dude in grey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnb5_j2LzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NGhU22zWCVg/s1600-h/dexter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnb5_j2LzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NGhU22zWCVg/s320/dexter.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294504626311540530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guidance to rugby that I had. Dexter is his name and it really matches with the cartoon character at cartoon network(dexter's laboratory) He is really smart with the coputer. Just like the cartoon character and deals with alot of the computer stuff. Not a bad rugby player also as he is a damn good burst that sometimes I cannot catch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Colleagues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnbnYeePGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XxVlrkoERbo/s1600-h/brandan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnbnYeePGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XxVlrkoERbo/s320/brandan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294504306582371426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GUNDU. Brandan is his name. The most trusted person at work. He can get the job done and makes me proud of him. The dude that I always meet before work to have breakfeast to start the day before i torture him at work. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnbgI98ayI/AAAAAAAAAY0/5NPkNA8NhrQ/s1600-h/candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnbgI98ayI/AAAAAAAAAY0/5NPkNA8NhrQ/s320/candy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294504182160321314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy or Aina is her name. hahah. The gurl at work that has my second most trust. She undertsands me at work even when I have a foul mood. Thanks. I make her life at work as hell also, hahaha....but we all enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnbNa19s9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/aZpf12RiJZM/s1600-h/azam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnbNa19s9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/aZpf12RiJZM/s320/azam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294503860541174738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person at work that I trust. He may not be the greatest peron in other people's eyes. But screw them. I believe in him, and he doesnt let me down. He is rough on the outside but a very good frend in the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those are the few people that made a diffrence to my life. But that Doesnt mean that the rest are a pice of trash that i put aside. I cherish every single of them.&lt;br /&gt;just drop me a tag or remind me of stuff and i'll add you up on this post. There are some peeps that i really wanna add. All i need is your pic and you can see yourself here. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cherish your friends. The pain of losing a friend is unbearable. Its one of the things that makes the world go round.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8178058034386954047?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8178058034386954047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8178058034386954047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8178058034386954047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8178058034386954047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-make-it-worth-while-looking-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnng5lLPSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZvzbyAxZTHE/s72-c/helmi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6588653849400915817</id><published>2009-01-23T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:21:40.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last week of school, and you know what. The class is just going crazy. We are just playing pranks on each other and I and making one another going crazy. Just like the annoying person I am, I never stop making people laugh and getting irritated. That just a talent of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not forget, the classic class photo shoot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnRMh7mMGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/eVDIBHARAlg/s1600-h/DSC01883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnRMh7mMGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/eVDIBHARAlg/s320/DSC01883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294492850147700834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnQVWCoqaI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XH4v00flBaY/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnQVWCoqaI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XH4v00flBaY/s320/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294491902063192482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6588653849400915817?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6588653849400915817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6588653849400915817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6588653849400915817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6588653849400915817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-week-of-school-its-last-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXnRMh7mMGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/eVDIBHARAlg/s72-c/DSC01883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6288708258429435255</id><published>2009-01-21T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:22:09.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKE OLD TIMES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be along time since the old crew was back together. When I mean crew, I am refering to the working staff crew. KFC staff crew to be exact. Haha. I am working there once a week or never, as times change and there are alot of changes happening. This is just a small number of us hanging out as it just so happens that we were there, and I tell you its hard to see us together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a small crew right now is good enough then nothing....time to get all the crew together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXa9aDxKTYI/AAAAAAAAAYU/f6nyiZx4vHg/s1600-h/03012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXa9aDxKTYI/AAAAAAAAAYU/f6nyiZx4vHg/s320/03012009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293626667406347650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6288708258429435255?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6288708258429435255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6288708258429435255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6288708258429435255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6288708258429435255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-old-times-it-must-be-along-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXa9aDxKTYI/AAAAAAAAAYU/f6nyiZx4vHg/s72-c/03012009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-656525315348883186</id><published>2009-01-21T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:11:34.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXa7rmqN1WI/AAAAAAAAAYM/2ilHTJzrEf8/s1600-h/10102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXa7rmqN1WI/AAAAAAAAAYM/2ilHTJzrEf8/s320/10102008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293624769806980450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the new year is not starting that well for me. But HEY, screw it all. Im still having fun and still finding beautiful things right around any corner. Just like a shot above....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dont give up and concentrate on the bad things in life, as you will miss out what are the good things right infont of your eyes...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-656525315348883186?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/656525315348883186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=656525315348883186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/656525315348883186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/656525315348883186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-it-seems-that-new-year-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SXa7rmqN1WI/AAAAAAAAAYM/2ilHTJzrEf8/s72-c/10102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-2257309550728538164</id><published>2009-01-09T21:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:00:20.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. The year that alot for sure has happened. Looking back at some pictures these are some of them. Well major events that happened or some events that was really great or i just had that picture and i was there. HAHA. Anyway, there were alot more that happen, and this are just a few. Maybe there will be a part 2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdT0gZoRuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NgcPJHF6_zw/s1600-h/DSCF1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdT0gZoRuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NgcPJHF6_zw/s320/DSCF1001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289288448885671650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rp touch rugby team won first place in the winter touch laegue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdTiNB22SI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Oy_imXut_3k/s1600-h/DSCF0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdTiNB22SI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Oy_imXut_3k/s320/DSCF0561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289288134448044322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named vice captain of the team and the guy in white where my hand is named captain. A good buddy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdTEA47uQI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LUCwkg4zV7Q/s1600-h/DSCF0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdTEA47uQI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LUCwkg4zV7Q/s320/DSCF0353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289287615793314050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UK boy. Former classmate that migrated to UK. Visited me in school. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdSycQ1vlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/c5SncjRVcp0/s1600-h/DSCF0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdSycQ1vlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/c5SncjRVcp0/s320/DSCF0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289287313903697490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Year 3 class in my Year 2 days. All my Year 3 classmates, now they are my media team. Bunch of wacky and talented people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdSbfK2N9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/wYlWU0mRqH0/s1600-h/DSCF0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdSbfK2N9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/wYlWU0mRqH0/s320/DSCF0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289286919546877906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "FIRST" birthday. Thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdSMoCdLcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dcC76Hl63rc/s1600-h/28072008(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdSMoCdLcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dcC76Hl63rc/s320/28072008(016).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289286664229563842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at the &lt;b&gt;BRAZIL VS SINGAPORE MATCH&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdRhQyoAmI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YEV1bXQKmas/s1600-h/DSCF1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdRhQyoAmI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YEV1bXQKmas/s320/DSCF1184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289285919254774370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended one concert in school. HAD NO IDEA THAT TAUFIQ WAS THERE. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdRQ08VmqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LyhyxIfOdzI/s1600-h/DSCF1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdRQ08VmqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LyhyxIfOdzI/s320/DSCF1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289285636901411490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun at the concert. Pretty a grand concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2257309550728538164?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2257309550728538164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2257309550728538164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2257309550728538164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2257309550728538164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SWdT0gZoRuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NgcPJHF6_zw/s72-c/DSCF1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5692070371949462019</id><published>2009-01-02T18:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:02:18.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE PHOTOGRAPHY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont how to simplify this, but hey. I LOVE PHOTOGRAPHY. There is no other way to describe it and guess what. I am really good at it. As recently one of my cousins had his wedding and he kind of hired me as one of his photographer to cover the whole event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy, busy, busy. Running from place to place taking pictures of this and that. It was a hectic 2 weeks. Sadly, I had no DSLR camera so the camera that I uses was a Cannon DSLR but it was his. I wasnt paid, but I dont care. It was family and his DSLR was in my hands for 2 whole weeks. Stupid enough I did not take advantage of it of taking my own shots, well what can you do when you have to run here and there and by the end of the day, the bed and sleep is all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST PART WAS THAT I WAS THE YOUNGEST PHOTOGRAPHER AND I WAS UP AGAINST PROFESIONALS WITH THIER WAY MORE EXPENSIVE DSLR AND LENSES. NOT ONLY THAT, I WAS AGAINST MY OWN FATHER, HE WAS ALSO ONE OF THE PHOTOGRAPHERS AND HE IS A PROFFESIONAL. HE USES THE OLD DSLR, THE ONES THAT USES FILM AND ALL OF THE SETTINGS ARE MANUAL AND THER IS NO SUCH THING AS AN AUTOMATIC BUTTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots of my own camera, they have no link. So you dont have to stress your brains what's with the pictures. They are just pictures that are very good taken from me. There are alot, but i'll just upload some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3zwGiZvVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OJaTFPY_6bA/s1600-h/DSCF1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3zwGiZvVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OJaTFPY_6bA/s320/DSCF1108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286649545317006674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3zh6kTH9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/hkXVNtZntEs/s1600-h/DSCF1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3zh6kTH9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/hkXVNtZntEs/s320/DSCF1242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286649301585567698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3y_If_BpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dbXoplhVijw/s1600-h/DSCF1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3y_If_BpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dbXoplhVijw/s320/DSCF1241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286648704030148242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3ypiGdOdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/g0miTxklHGE/s1600-h/DSCF1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3ypiGdOdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/g0miTxklHGE/s320/DSCF1319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286648332945275346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3yXGJWIQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nEaj8JeEGnY/s1600-h/DSCF1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3yXGJWIQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nEaj8JeEGnY/s320/DSCF1322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286648016203555074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3yKz8AyAI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5f8PmxW-dp0/s1600-h/DSCF1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3yKz8AyAI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5f8PmxW-dp0/s320/DSCF1321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286647805157361666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3x25CuIrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/voySEEjLzyY/s1600-h/DSCF1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3x25CuIrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/voySEEjLzyY/s320/DSCF1216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286647462930293426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3xh_Y5blI/AAAAAAAAAWE/D3t4qSI5jD8/s1600-h/DSCF1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3xh_Y5blI/AAAAAAAAAWE/D3t4qSI5jD8/s320/DSCF1328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286647103856668242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3xKisGhgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PFQGgyLHn1k/s1600-h/DSCF1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3xKisGhgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PFQGgyLHn1k/s320/DSCF1331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286646701015598594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3vkubCnuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/OLkxbuZtY7w/s1600-h/DSCF1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3vkubCnuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/OLkxbuZtY7w/s320/DSCF1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286644951818608354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5692070371949462019?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5692070371949462019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5692070371949462019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5692070371949462019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5692070371949462019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-photography-i-dont-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3zwGiZvVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OJaTFPY_6bA/s72-c/DSCF1108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-9084409148860665612</id><published>2009-01-02T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:21:18.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Looking Back&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3pvKBRnQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/aoXUJFV6QiM/s1600-h/DSCF1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3pvKBRnQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/aoXUJFV6QiM/s320/DSCF1333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286638533955656962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year is coming. I dont know what I was doing but I stumbled upon this. A picture of a class photo when I was in the secondary school days. Those were the days, how fun it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed something, I was a whole lot scrawnny looking back in the days. Haha. I changed alot, well not that much. But ceratinly there were changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME TO CALL BACK THE CLASS AND HANG LIKE THE OLD TIMES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-9084409148860665612?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/9084409148860665612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=9084409148860665612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/9084409148860665612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/9084409148860665612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-back-new-year-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3pvKBRnQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/aoXUJFV6QiM/s72-c/DSCF1333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8684105134046042597</id><published>2009-01-02T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:13:32.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHAT I ENJOYED AT ONE OF THE PARTIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Im doing with this guy....(by the way, his name is Luqman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3oLBRrFjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BVQlyTS2_lU/s1600-h/DSCF1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3oLBRrFjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BVQlyTS2_lU/s320/DSCF1306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286636813621597746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3n3bU_zKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/3Ug7AYpMtHs/s1600-h/DSCF1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3n3bU_zKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/3Ug7AYpMtHs/s320/DSCF1293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286636477017476258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. We were playing twister. It was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8684105134046042597?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8684105134046042597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8684105134046042597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8684105134046042597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8684105134046042597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-enjoyed-at-one-of-parties-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3oLBRrFjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BVQlyTS2_lU/s72-c/DSCF1306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-3121159555498791184</id><published>2009-01-02T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:59:28.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHRISTMAS PARTY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of december was a busy month indeed. Full with alot of activities which I can hardly remember. Definitely I do not have enough rest and sleep. When I made plans it didnt turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a month it was. Well a lot of the parties were hectic, yet very fun. Being with alot of friends and just going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there this one party that turned from a nightmare to worst. This guy below was my comrade in doing the party, well the only party that I did for a company. It was a small scale party by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3i4IobK8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/qPY9l_B58fc/s1600-h/DSCF0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3i4IobK8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/qPY9l_B58fc/s320/DSCF0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286630991620418498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went wrong and I totaly lose my temper. To make the party was already troublesome and took a whole lot of time, still there were more problems and things did not move smoothly. As there were alot of 'mouths' going on and just one bottle of alchohol made the majority of the bunch drunk. Belive me, when you are drunk you do not know what you are saying and doing. I saw it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of advice:&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CANT HANDLE IT, THEN DONT DRINK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3121159555498791184?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3121159555498791184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3121159555498791184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3121159555498791184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3121159555498791184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-party-month-of-december-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SV3i4IobK8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/qPY9l_B58fc/s72-c/DSCF0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8315220930082130916</id><published>2008-12-08T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:09:10.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANKLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. My ankle is getting from bad to worst. The ice treatment has not been helping much and I can see the veins o my right ankle starting to pop out of my leg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad sign? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a proffesional doctor soon. Feeling scared as in the past I had a simillar case and the doctor warned me as it might be permanent and BYE BYE to sports. Sports are a part of my life and I do not want it to be gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8315220930082130916?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8315220930082130916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8315220930082130916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8315220930082130916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8315220930082130916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/12/ankle-ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-7439915931724738</id><published>2008-12-07T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:04:18.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOODBYES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STvv3AKU3AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I8BLcQfC7TU/s1600-h/02122008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STvv3AKU3AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I8BLcQfC7TU/s320/02122008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277075116609821698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys see the dude in the middle of the picture above? Well he is a colleague of mine and both of us work at KFC. He is the assistant manager of my store and sadly enough he has left us to be back in India. That picture above is a shot at the airport before his flight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all of this story is sad. As he is going back there for his wedding. Cool enough for you? But behind the smile on his face in the picture is definitely a sad face instead. As I know deep inside, he is sad. The fact that he is leaving a family behind(the kfc family at our store with all the wackos's) and starting a new family back there. Even though I have not been working there for a long period of time and working with him, I am glad that I knew him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending him off for his flight was all smiles at the begining but not for long. As when he entered his gate to his flight, the rest left but not me and Brandan(colleague). We stood there watching him as he was waiting for his turn to get his passport checked and all, he kept looking back and there were only two of us. Giving us a weak smile and his eyes turning red as if he was going to burst in tears. The cool part was that he still kept acting 'macho' and all. That was a funny sight indeed, because that is he's personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before he left. I made a gift for him. A collage of the crew so that he has something to remmber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STvu7EN_sgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kW2UKzsv--c/s1600-h/baira+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STvu7EN_sgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kW2UKzsv--c/s320/baira+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277074086906802690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7439915931724738?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7439915931724738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7439915931724738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7439915931724738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7439915931724738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbyes-you-guys-see-dude-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STvv3AKU3AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I8BLcQfC7TU/s72-c/02122008(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5803306533018209732</id><published>2008-11-29T19:14:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:36:19.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE LONGEST POST EVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been a super long time since I last came here and blogged. That just may be the cause that I have been very busy with things. So much has happened and there are so many things that I want to say. But there are some bad news to things, for starters I cant remember all of the things that have happened. But I do remember some things as I have some pictures to share and that's what jogged my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUMBER 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go back, way back. To the Hari Raya period. I noticed that I said nothing about it. Well here is something, these are my seconadry school freinds on Hari raya. Well this is just a small number of them as loads of them couldnt be free as we are all apart and its hard to find the same free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEvtczCdeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/orUZP0lI3cs/s1600-h/DSCF0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEvtczCdeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/orUZP0lI3cs/s320/DSCF0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274049096498443746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEu9-3MB1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Sr7KzsimvB8/s1600-h/DSCF0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEu9-3MB1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Sr7KzsimvB8/s320/DSCF0952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274048281008932690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEuoQMcc5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Rh2mj0ThFqY/s1600-h/DSCF0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEuoQMcc5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Rh2mj0ThFqY/s320/DSCF0955.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274047907704370066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEuVR8DZFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RkGNNsBDS44/s1600-h/DSCF0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEuVR8DZFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RkGNNsBDS44/s320/DSCF0860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274047581754975314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUMBER 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to my Polytechnic friends during Hari raya. The craziest and noisiest bunch you would ever met and I love it. Haha, that's because I am a noisy person myself. Noisy as I mean I like to joke and laugh out loud at things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEt90EOWVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/n0OhKEBAatA/s1600-h/DSCF0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEt90EOWVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/n0OhKEBAatA/s320/DSCF0805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274047178599192914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEtXOPCe7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Ubv7xJKSFpY/s1600-h/DSCF0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEtXOPCe7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Ubv7xJKSFpY/s320/DSCF0788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274046515608976306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEs9QVbXJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/iU0lAhKprRk/s1600-h/DSCF0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEs9QVbXJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/iU0lAhKprRk/s320/DSCF0781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274046069496044690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUMBER 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to wild wild wet with my colleagues from work. Guess what, its my KFC colleagues that I have not been working for a very, very, very long time. Kindly enough they called me for the outing and HEY i joined them and I will go back and work with them. Just need to get some things out of the way. Cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STErryehEvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/45j5UA3ewsg/s1600-h/DSCF1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STErryehEvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/45j5UA3ewsg/s320/DSCF1078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274044669911700210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STErTx_NMaI/AAAAAAAAATs/M8Nxyxo00oI/s1600-h/DSCF1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STErTx_NMaI/AAAAAAAAATs/M8Nxyxo00oI/s320/DSCF1122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274044257463513506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEq8MAudWI/AAAAAAAAATk/y8CjI8K9Q30/s1600-h/DSCF1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEq8MAudWI/AAAAAAAAATk/y8CjI8K9Q30/s320/DSCF1044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274043852132349282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEqunDu6iI/AAAAAAAAATc/mdpuQz7QCCw/s1600-h/DSCF1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEqunDu6iI/AAAAAAAAATc/mdpuQz7QCCw/s320/DSCF1070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274043618874550818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUMBER 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the expression on my face. That is because I hate the class. Phython class which loads of programming and loads of brain aches. Just look how happy the dude at the back of the picture. That dude is from dutch and he is my teacher of that class. He has a cool bakground working for EA(The game company) and did some famous games such as.....well he didnt mention or I forgot. HAHA. I hated him for the the first 6 weeks as he kept aiming on me to do things when I have no clue how to do it. But lately, I think both of us have a new respect for one another. As now I dont hate him and he does not aim me much. All I had to do was show that I was paying attention in class and proved that I know what to do by the end of the class when he asks me. Cool rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this picture was took last few days when a friend of mine was playing with my camera and I think I was stuck at a question and gave a stupid answer and made my teacher smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEqNABZDmI/AAAAAAAAATU/xAIl4WAP_i0/s1600-h/DSCF1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEqNABZDmI/AAAAAAAAATU/xAIl4WAP_i0/s320/DSCF1137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274043041460063842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUMBER 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, RP's Touch Rugby team has just won the WTL(Winter Touch Leauge). Being in the Touch rugby team I am super excited. My first trophy and all. But this is just a team shot for an article that will be in our school's website. Right now we are champions and we will be defending our title. The award night pictures will be uploaded soon. Dont know when, but soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEp0IiiISI/AAAAAAAAATM/R9HRBVMbIRE/s1600-h/DSCF1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEp0IiiISI/AAAAAAAAATM/R9HRBVMbIRE/s320/DSCF1150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274042614249824546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUMBER 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I went to the closing ceremony of RELECTIONS. Whats that? Its an event held on RP for all local talent. There was alot of good talents and some dissapointments but hey, I enjoyed myself. Got a free ticket from firends and went there with friends. COOL TIME. The ceremony was a blast, alot of good performances and guess what... the host was Ros(98.7 DJ) and TAUFIQ BATISAH performing. Dont believe me...look at the pics. EAT YOUR HEART OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the pictures there is this dude wearing white and holding his bouqet of flowers high over his head. His name is Freaky Z. One COOOOOL dude and I really enjoyed his rap. Listen to the lyrics and the tune of the rap and you will know why. Blew me away that singapore has such a character. His malay or maybe indaian, but he raps like a rap star with a singaporean attitude. Super funny. Gonna buy his album that will be out in stores next year. Its called 'BASICS'. To those know me and has a similar taste of music as mine. Then trust me. Go buy his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT LOCAL TALENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEpgcemifI/AAAAAAAAATE/7Csf-_255-Y/s1600-h/DSCF1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEpgcemifI/AAAAAAAAATE/7Csf-_255-Y/s320/DSCF1200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274042276004661746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEo_bZ0FZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/oHOqI1B35F4/s1600-h/DSCF1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEo_bZ0FZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/oHOqI1B35F4/s320/DSCF1184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274041708780459410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEkclZGFYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/s6s6_mxpdzQ/s1600-h/DSCF1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEkclZGFYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/s6s6_mxpdzQ/s320/DSCF1201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274036712119866754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5803306533018209732?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5803306533018209732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5803306533018209732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5803306533018209732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5803306533018209732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/11/longest-post-ever-well-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/STEvtczCdeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/orUZP0lI3cs/s72-c/DSCF0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6395070901264268363</id><published>2008-11-02T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:50:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAINFULL EFFECT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RP vs SP at old turf city on 1st november 2008. Score was 8-1. We won and we trashed them. Woohoo. But they were hanidcaped as they dint take us seriously and the score was the punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scored twice out of the eight and assisted twice. Those were the counted scores. There were two other that I assisted but those were not counted as the gameplay failed. Then there were two other tries i did to score but failed also. In the end I am happy as it turned out that way. I can seriously say that coach and the whole team was happy. Oh yah, did i mentioned that the filed was crap and everywhere that you stepped was deep mud...so all of us were mud monsters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we all played a little wrestling in the mud. Everyone and I mean everyone was dirty muddy and in pain....hahaha...damn fun and i think i bonded the team a lot...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Sunday morning. Woke up from sleep....couldnt get up properly...the whole body was aching and the only thing that was in my mind right after i woke up was PAIN and food as I was bloody hungry...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total i have 5 bruised areas and 2 sprained parts. Dint felt a shit yesterday and now feel like dying and wanting to eat....donno why...when I am in pain i just wanna eat....haha...well thats me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice...need more ice to get those injuries healed...finals will be this sat against NP... gotta train hrader, gotta get these injuries heal and most importantly....gotta eat....feeling hungry....haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6395070901264268363?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6395070901264268363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6395070901264268363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6395070901264268363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6395070901264268363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/11/painfull-effect-rp-vs-sp-at-old-turf.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-4831445331334959707</id><published>2008-11-02T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:38:58.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sentosa on Deepavali&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SQ1ySNHUI9I/AAAAAAAAASs/FlowyBg9684/s1600-h/DSCF0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SQ1ySNHUI9I/AAAAAAAAASs/FlowyBg9684/s320/DSCF0976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263989196549530578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa with the Rugby mates on deepavali. Supposed to be an outing with the ruggers then it turned out to be just and outing...as most of the ruggers were not there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still had fun with the few ruggers. Played beach touch, last man standing and all.... now a little relaxed as it was fun but not super fun as most of them were not there.... looking forward to the next sentosa outing with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* it was deepavali that i went to sentosa&lt;br /&gt;** The placed was filled with 'bangla' all over the place&lt;br /&gt;*** Sori to all my indian freinds, not trying to be racist&lt;br /&gt;*** mood spoiled as they went swimming in thier underwear and almost everything can be seen when they got out of the water&lt;br /&gt;**** what a sight....!@#$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4831445331334959707?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4831445331334959707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4831445331334959707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4831445331334959707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4831445331334959707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentosa-on-deepavali-went-to-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SQ1ySNHUI9I/AAAAAAAAASs/FlowyBg9684/s72-c/DSCF0976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-1638975245080326120</id><published>2008-10-26T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:13:12.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS JUST A BURDEN... How the hell am I going to survive year 2. It killing me to the core...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need a vacation.... Anybody? Care to ask me out? Please do... Im losing it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that I finished my PP poster.... As a design student, I am glad how it turned out...It looks cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wants to be my model? I wanna have a good photo portfolio....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1638975245080326120?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1638975245080326120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1638975245080326120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1638975245080326120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1638975245080326120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/damn-it-its-just-burden.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-5254254882738477754</id><published>2008-10-22T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:16:45.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;LIFE SUCKS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it... LIfe sucks...&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going all in the wrong ways...&lt;br /&gt;Screw all of this shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a mile away from quitting school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now rugby is all that I git right.. releasing all my anger and stress.... got two tries.... starting my conditioning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do has another thing connected... got those tries and I lost my house keys and work keys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quitting school sounds so good right now......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5254254882738477754?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5254254882738477754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5254254882738477754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5254254882738477754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5254254882738477754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-sucks-i-hate-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-5396178788252024521</id><published>2008-10-20T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:43:35.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I NEED A LIFE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPyKHGitsOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7h5wwutLX6I/s1600-h/I+need+a+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPyKHGitsOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7h5wwutLX6I/s320/I+need+a+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259230319481827554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think the title of this post pretty much explains it all. The purpose in skipping class is to have fun but in my case its just to so some catching up on other things such as projects that are due soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Im feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;**I think only some people know why&lt;br /&gt;***This feeling is nothing as I realize that there are other people who suffers more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5396178788252024521?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5396178788252024521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5396178788252024521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5396178788252024521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5396178788252024521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-life-well-i-think-title-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPyKHGitsOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7h5wwutLX6I/s72-c/I+need+a+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8184986616268969666</id><published>2008-10-18T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:50:33.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAMN THIS FEELING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a whole two weeks. Shit is happening a whole lot lately. And those shits are happening to me. On a festive season when I should be happy, enjoying and having the time of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I do not even know what is sooo wrong... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that:&lt;br /&gt;-something is not wright&lt;br /&gt;-something is wrong&lt;br /&gt;-something is missing&lt;br /&gt;-there is something that I need&lt;br /&gt;-there is something that I missed&lt;br /&gt;-something I cant have &lt;br /&gt;-something is holding me back&lt;br /&gt;-something is hurting me&lt;br /&gt;-something is making me sad&lt;br /&gt;-something is making me angry&lt;br /&gt;-something is making me tired&lt;br /&gt;-something is making me confused&lt;br /&gt;-something that I need to really relax and get away from all of these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I need help&lt;br /&gt;**I need a vacation&lt;br /&gt;***I need to relax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8184986616268969666?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8184986616268969666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8184986616268969666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8184986616268969666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8184986616268969666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/damn-this-feeling-its-been-whole-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-3371052809734232647</id><published>2008-10-14T13:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:48:53.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVING?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are loving the nature shots that I took then you may like what you are going to see... Haha...its just some perceptive shots that I also took using the DSLR... Its some ordinary things that you can find at my school but it looks damn cool with some perceptive in the shots and again it makes cool desktop wallpapers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL SHIT!!...enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQx7eZkGfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HcWnSFsOyaE/s1600-h/IMG_2465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQx7eZkGfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HcWnSFsOyaE/s320/IMG_2465.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256881562890541554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQxVc-IDpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WFNbJ1_aZKI/s1600-h/IMG_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQxVc-IDpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WFNbJ1_aZKI/s320/IMG_2500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256880909671992978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3371052809734232647?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3371052809734232647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3371052809734232647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3371052809734232647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3371052809734232647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/loving-if-you-guys-are-loving-nature.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQx7eZkGfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HcWnSFsOyaE/s72-c/IMG_2465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-4716999196987709688</id><published>2008-10-14T13:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:23:19.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NATURE AND ITS BEAUTY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature is a wonderfull thing. Just look at the photo shots that I swear that I took myself using the schools DSLR camera. To those that dont have any clue what is an DSLR its a super expensive camera that is able to capture magnificent shots. Just like these shots that i took....&lt;br /&gt;(I swear that i took it myself and wont put any watermark as it makes a cool desktop background...enjoy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrt_LonbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/jM1QkZASJHc/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrt_LonbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/jM1QkZASJHc/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874734102551986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrkiuu9mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TXCvSc2nb1c/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrkiuu9mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TXCvSc2nb1c/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874571846317666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrd12I9mI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6uSh-vKs2LI/s1600-h/IMG_2539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrd12I9mI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6uSh-vKs2LI/s320/IMG_2539.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874456718571106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrTLJVQZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6-Cp-bTmulU/s1600-h/IMG_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrTLJVQZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6-Cp-bTmulU/s320/IMG_2520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874273457652114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrBt-4FYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pMDztR4PeFE/s1600-h/IMG_2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrBt-4FYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pMDztR4PeFE/s320/IMG_2502.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256873973571392898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I WANT A DSLR&lt;br /&gt;**YOU DONT WANT TO SEE ME WHEN I GET MAD&lt;br /&gt;***DONT MAKE ME A MIDDLE MAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4716999196987709688?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4716999196987709688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4716999196987709688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4716999196987709688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4716999196987709688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/nature-and-its-beauty-nature-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SPQrt_LonbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/jM1QkZASJHc/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6988748552882830349</id><published>2008-10-08T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:34:56.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;More artworks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...more of my doodles....done in class or just doodling away....some presented to my class and some just did it bcos i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOzEbqgu8hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/X2GaJjqnU-g/s1600-h/saiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOzEbqgu8hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/X2GaJjqnU-g/s320/saiful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254790844781621778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOzERlJvWhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/mv05FEbWYcA/s1600-h/Sketch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOzERlJvWhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/mv05FEbWYcA/s320/Sketch1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254790671544310290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6988748552882830349?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6988748552882830349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6988748552882830349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6988748552882830349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6988748552882830349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-artworks-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOzEbqgu8hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/X2GaJjqnU-g/s72-c/saiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8385985900304321756</id><published>2008-10-08T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:04:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOy9fTsgvMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eu3SP5BuFJQ/s1600-h/raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOy9fTsgvMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eu3SP5BuFJQ/s320/raya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254783210795089090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8385985900304321756?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8385985900304321756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8385985900304321756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8385985900304321756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8385985900304321756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOy9fTsgvMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eu3SP5BuFJQ/s72-c/raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6857093877728273296</id><published>2008-10-08T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:33:43.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raya with a diffrence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the person that is not hiding under a rock, then you would definitely know that HARI RAYA is here and its the festive season for all the muslims. COOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my family there was something speacial about this years celebration. The norm of my family would be going to both sides of my grandparents house. Erm...meaning both my dad and my mum parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this year, there was a little zest to it. Haha... yeah I really mean it...a little somethig speacial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family had a very speacial guest that was going tag along celebrating Hari Raya. That was none other than &lt;u&gt;DR OSMAN&lt;/u&gt;. You guys dont have a clue who is he right? Well that because he is a doctor, a very talented doctor, who is my sisters colleague at work. The best part is that he was a pure &lt;u&gt;NIGERIAN from NIGERIA&lt;/u&gt;. I dont know wheteher he was muslim or not, but he could speak a little malay but is very fluent in arab, nigerian and english. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, he followed us to my aunts house as there was where my mums parents was staying. It was cool. The place was lively enough but his presence made it crazy fun and cool. He stood out like a sore thumb in the house, the tallest and darkest dude wearing traditional festive clothes that looks like a combination of the 'baju kurung' and his nations tradiotional clothes. COOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent alot of time talking, learned a lot from him, about his country, food, a little of politics, a whole lot of doctor stuff as he himself is a doctor. FUN FUN FUN. Too bad I didnt snap any pictures of him with the family as we were having a blast talking here and there and the time just flew till 3pm. That was when my family needed to head to my dads parents house and the time that he needed to make his way also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was at my dads parents house and the place was seriously packed with cousins, uncles and aunts. As my dad have alot of brother and sisters. If that was not enough, a lot of them had kids and the kids had kids...... you catch my drift. A whole lot of people in a 5 room flat at marine parade  until there was not enough place to sit stand until everyone was everywhere in the house, including kitchen, bedroom and my uncles even brought portable picnic chairs and tables that was used along the coridors. haha. But i cant recall much from my dads parents place, as i fell asleep in my uncles room. haha. Theres going to be  another gathereing for my dads side to all my aunts, uncles place in one day. Its going to be tiring...but cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6857093877728273296?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6857093877728273296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6857093877728273296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6857093877728273296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6857093877728273296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-with-diffrence-if-you-are-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-1491813349650287524</id><published>2008-10-06T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:52:59.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MASKS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mask designs as tribes as the theme....not much......but its hard working on a tablet....hahaha...cool rite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOoNI4DyzwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2RwMsiVXBmc/s1600-h/jester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOoNI4DyzwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2RwMsiVXBmc/s320/jester.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254026361419517698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOoND-SuOYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ox03hM35fNc/s1600-h/jester2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOoND-SuOYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ox03hM35fNc/s320/jester2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254026277193398658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1491813349650287524?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1491813349650287524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1491813349650287524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1491813349650287524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1491813349650287524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-mask-designs-as-tribes-as-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SOoNI4DyzwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2RwMsiVXBmc/s72-c/jester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6466184864760244106</id><published>2008-09-22T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:54:11.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HATING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming class sucks to the core&lt;br /&gt;Facilitator is not making any easier&lt;br /&gt;All the questions just confusing even more&lt;br /&gt;Damn obvious that my team is the weakest in programming&lt;br /&gt;Screw this class and screw Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6466184864760244106?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6466184864760244106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6466184864760244106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6466184864760244106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6466184864760244106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/09/hating-programming-class-sucks-to-core.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-6601443263581723202</id><published>2008-09-19T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:55:18.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WAYS TO DESCRIBE HOW I AM NOW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNaNBNIpVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UZzbfNSSoIs/s1600-h/live+life+to+the+fullest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNaNBNIpVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UZzbfNSSoIs/s320/live+life+to+the+fullest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247637170525087058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNaB9WcKGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7jrbBz9sBek/s1600-h/Jsan+Mraz+music+is+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNaB9WcKGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7jrbBz9sBek/s320/Jsan+Mraz+music+is+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247636980511811682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNZMcjP4aI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wfGmkInrDdI/s1600-h/Good+times+roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNZMcjP4aI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wfGmkInrDdI/s320/Good+times+roll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247636061174096290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6601443263581723202?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6601443263581723202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6601443263581723202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6601443263581723202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6601443263581723202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/09/ways-to-describe-how-i-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNaNBNIpVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UZzbfNSSoIs/s72-c/live+life+to+the+fullest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-2080548062178977495</id><published>2008-09-19T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:28:34.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;INJURED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training...&lt;br /&gt;Took a heavy blow to the chest....&lt;br /&gt;The pain was excrutiating.....&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt breath....&lt;br /&gt;Teary eyes....&lt;br /&gt;Seeing doctor this saturday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2080548062178977495?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2080548062178977495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2080548062178977495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2080548062178977495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2080548062178977495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/09/injured-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-2838482513078737699</id><published>2008-09-19T15:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:21:32.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;A DAY TO DE-STRESS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dynamic duo had enough of school life, as it was juts driving us crazy. So many things that was needed to be done and so little time that we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That led us into skipping school and just took the day of and to goof off. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trust me when I say GOOF OFF!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Had nothing planned and the goofimg off was to a limit as I was fasting and there was not much we can do. That led to a the road of dicovery, the road of nonsense at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all over marsiling and woodlands just trying to goof here and there, damn tiring as it was a scorching hot day and I was fasting and the other iodt just drank ice-cream soda infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other means, I'll let the picture do the talking as it was taken by me, by my talent of taking great pictures!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRfXvuaxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YBTN2ebijnY/s1600-h/DSCF0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRfXvuaxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YBTN2ebijnY/s320/DSCF0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247627590208744210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRRaR_a_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/ssr9juPdeBU/s1600-h/DSCF0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRRaR_a_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/ssr9juPdeBU/s320/DSCF0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247627350371167218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRCHQ-IvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dH6nVW65rS4/s1600-h/DSCF0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRCHQ-IvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dH6nVW65rS4/s320/DSCF0608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247627087568577266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNQwMG0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tehhTF9NUU4/s1600-h/DSCF0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNQwMG0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tehhTF9NUU4/s320/DSCF0604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247626779630527842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNQlvjP0uI/AAAAAAAAANs/qiXRAJRMHG8/s1600-h/DSCF0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNQlvjP0uI/AAAAAAAAANs/qiXRAJRMHG8/s320/DSCF0598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247626600166445794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNQbG_vJTI/AAAAAAAAANk/-bEyrzFlGDk/s1600-h/DSCF0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNQbG_vJTI/AAAAAAAAANk/-bEyrzFlGDk/s320/DSCF0595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247626417481393458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2838482513078737699?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2838482513078737699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2838482513078737699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2838482513078737699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2838482513078737699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-to-de-stress-dynamic-duo-had-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNRfXvuaxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YBTN2ebijnY/s72-c/DSCF0627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8650270503182497133</id><published>2008-09-19T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:06:11.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TEAM TOUCH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNKo9kBCII/AAAAAAAAANc/YY5IhJO9Awc/s1600-h/DSCF0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNKo9kBCII/AAAAAAAAANc/YY5IhJO9Awc/s320/DSCF0529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247620058397608066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNKfBgt3xI/AAAAAAAAANU/a5kmjw_0pss/s1600-h/DSCF0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNKfBgt3xI/AAAAAAAAANU/a5kmjw_0pss/s320/DSCF0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247619887658819346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WERE STILL YOUNG, BUT WE BRING FEAR TO SOME TEAMS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The dude in grey is the touch coach&lt;br /&gt;**Me and daiyu are not in jersey as were injured&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8650270503182497133?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8650270503182497133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8650270503182497133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8650270503182497133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8650270503182497133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/09/team-touch-were-still-young-but-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SNNKo9kBCII/AAAAAAAAANc/YY5IhJO9Awc/s72-c/DSCF0529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-2932284966852469</id><published>2008-09-10T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:48:34.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHAT I HAVE BEEN BLIND&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A warning that this post will be a verly long post. As the fasting/Ramadhan month is a month that is filled with a lot of miracles and wonders and they have kind of opened my eyes to what I was blind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1:&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that one of my good friends and a fellow co-worker was involved in a major accident in about a week or two weeks ago. I am trully saddened to hear this news and glad that he is ok but with a major injury. All that I know now is that he can no longer work and he chose to quit. If hearing that he was in an accident was not bad enough, hearing that he quits worsens it. As the only and most of the times that I spend time with him is during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I should not be selfish. The right thing to do is to pray for all his best and for his fast recovery. Just to think that the last time we met we were joking away and laughing our asses off. Now there is a turn of the table where more than one party is affected. Don’t worry my bro, you are not alone is this world there is still the crew there and of course me that will care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2:&lt;br /&gt;During the fasting month, there is a prayers that is not a must but it is best that it is to be done after the fast is broken by dawn at the mosque. So far I have been going regularly when there is nothing on in school, then one day I met a good secondary school mate of mine there when tha prayers was done at the mosque. It was raining heavily and I was stuck at the mosque without an umbreall so I decided to stay there and chats with him untill the rain ends or subside. We talked and time passed by quite fast.  We shared plenty of stories, what we have accomplihed and what nonsense we did. Then it came to me, I used to spent the entire time with him and the clique and now that we are seperated to our polytechnics we rarely meet. But I was wrong, he was still close to the rest and I was not. Guilt just kicked in that instant. I was the one that used to be the ‘glue’ that called out the guys, now it was different. I became a drifter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3:&lt;br /&gt;I thought life was good, as I was sticking with my motto in life. That was to look things on the brighside no matter what and that kind of lead me to plenty of good things. Those good things are friends. But, life has a way to kick you in ass and make you crashing straight downhill.  As I have a co-worker, I am cool with him and we can joke around no problem. Like as per normal, I only meet him during work and that is sometimes when our schedules meet and that is rare. Then this is the other dude, a fun guy that is kind of a gay retard, but fun. I met him through a friend and we can mix well. The only thing is that he is not in the same school as me and is taking priavte and lives at the east. So the times that I meet him is really rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those two friends of mine are being called by the government. Yes, NATIONAL SERVICE. This is when life was kicking me hard at the ass, making sure that I was screaming in pain. Thinking to myself, where in the world has the time fly? I rarely meet them and I am that close to them. They may not be dead but hell, they are going away and it is already hard enough of me meeting them, NOW HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CAUSE:&lt;br /&gt;Now, lying on my bed got me to think on what I was doing with myself. Am I a good friend? Let’s not forget life is still kicking me at ass even when I am at bed tring to get some sleep it was continueing to kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now I came with just one conclusion. Maybe I was just too busy, but with what? All my time was taken up by expectations and dreams. Expectations from parents to have my diploma so that majority of my time was used in school, then the dreams of getting to go to New Zealand to represent Singapore rugby.  That dream just killed more of time as training of the nationals was during the weekends and normal school training was during the weekdays. So school and trainng on weekdays, training on weekends = no time for work and no time for friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty more then ever. Now I even have second thoughts of quitting rugby as I cant quit school for sure… maybe, just maybe that when I quit rugby I can use that time to slck with the dudes and dudets and get my social life back in track. There are more scenarios then this three… for my close friends they know more of the scenarios and asking the same question about something…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…right now, still sticking with ‘BRIGHT SIDE’…but its kinda failing me….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2932284966852469?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2932284966852469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2932284966852469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2932284966852469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2932284966852469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-have-been-blind-warning-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-1680272691596344287</id><published>2008-08-29T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:36:23.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why but the bad luck is starting to stick with me again. Damn it. Hahaha. Well I am still sticking with my phrase and it never fails me....and that phrase is to always look on the brightside of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everday that I wake up from sleep, I will see myself in trouble or in some kind of shit situation and feeling really down by the end of the day.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1680272691596344287?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1680272691596344287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1680272691596344287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1680272691596344287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1680272691596344287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-now-i-have-no-idea-why-but-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-1391172546727525056</id><published>2008-08-29T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:01:16.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THANKS PEEPS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its official. My friends have decided topay for the boots that I have recently bought.....sweet right....lol....I think thier trying to pull a fast one on me(haha...just kidding)....well thanks to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure who contributed yet but this is an early thanks to all those contributed....I'll get the names soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1391172546727525056?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1391172546727525056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1391172546727525056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1391172546727525056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1391172546727525056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-peeps-well-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-1812507390324341913</id><published>2008-08-22T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:02:26.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE GOOD AND THE BAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets start with the good news. The good news is that I have just bought my new boots. WOOOOOHOOOOO!! Its a pair of nike boots, the type of the boots kinda slips my mind, but hey they are a neat pair of boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer and Rugby players BEWARE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiful is back and his ready to kick some ASS!! Cant wait to be back on the field with my gear on which includes my brand new boots!!....and I can put aside my street soccer shoes aside as thats the shoes that I was using when I was handicap on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..this is my new boots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK62y1WmgkI/AAAAAAAAANM/A-yrGe8oEvk/s1600-h/DSCF0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK62y1WmgkI/AAAAAAAAANM/A-yrGe8oEvk/s320/DSCF0413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237324401110057538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK62UpBGKbI/AAAAAAAAANE/ymC2-rPU3qk/s1600-h/DSCF0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK62UpBGKbI/AAAAAAAAANE/ymC2-rPU3qk/s320/DSCF0416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237323882402556338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the bad news......Dont know why...but for me....there will be bad news whenever there is good news...such as I got into rugby nationals but I am losing touch with my friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now...I got my new boots but my ankle is busted......damn....went to a doctor and said that i put to much pressure on my right foot and the blow went to ankle.....if I am not carefull and I can say goodbye to sports.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK61GJrAopI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_JX9ODy9bMQ/s1600-h/DSCF0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK61GJrAopI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_JX9ODy9bMQ/s320/DSCF0396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237322533958623890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1812507390324341913?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1812507390324341913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1812507390324341913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1812507390324341913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1812507390324341913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-and-bad-well-lets-start-with-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SK62y1WmgkI/AAAAAAAAANM/A-yrGe8oEvk/s72-c/DSCF0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-1570070847334999808</id><published>2008-08-20T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:47:38.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MY MASTERPIECE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKvKNV0J4GI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JIz8IH7fSXk/s1600-h/wacky+w65a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKvKNV0J4GI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JIz8IH7fSXk/s320/wacky+w65a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236501322291339362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...my latest masterpiece. Well actually this masterpice is a picture montage of my year 2, semester 1 class. Edited with photoshop and took me a damn long time just to gather the pictures, edit the pictures and collage them with one another. But HEY, its all worth it as the outcome was great and it looks great also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1570070847334999808?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1570070847334999808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1570070847334999808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1570070847334999808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1570070847334999808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-masterpiece-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKvKNV0J4GI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JIz8IH7fSXk/s72-c/wacky+w65a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-4163135342061186768</id><published>2008-08-20T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:48:54.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;EMO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not my luck....have no idea why I am feeling down for the past week or more. Its not beacuase that I have more problems crashing to me, but I just feel sad inside. Hahaha...this is like a drama show man....Im feeling sad inside and have no idea why.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4163135342061186768?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4163135342061186768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4163135342061186768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4163135342061186768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4163135342061186768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/emo-just-not-my-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-5274854154783587699</id><published>2008-08-13T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:55:59.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE TWO BEST BUDDIES A PERSON CAN EVER HAVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLT3Q79PnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HWjGhoYAn5M/s1600-h/11082008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLT3Q79PnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HWjGhoYAn5M/s320/11082008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233978663350648434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is  Domnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLTtDeYiLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lHqsmlLhVEY/s1600-h/11082008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLTtDeYiLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lHqsmlLhVEY/s320/11082008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233978487938255026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sabira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two people in this world that I can never get bored with. Known them in year 1 in semester and have been loving it. Hahaha. Well, these two friends of mine are just the best. The dynamic trio that is always up with something wacky and nonsensical stuff. Well, that thing that we did just happened to be last monday and hell did we do a whole lot of stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the photos of the idiots on another post. CIAO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5274854154783587699?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5274854154783587699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5274854154783587699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5274854154783587699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5274854154783587699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-best-buddies-person-can-ever-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLT3Q79PnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HWjGhoYAn5M/s72-c/11082008(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-4175770221378351906</id><published>2008-08-13T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:53:32.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY YEAR 3 CLASS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLIxnmrbOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pSTvbCS0ODE/s1600-h/DSCF0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLIxnmrbOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pSTvbCS0ODE/s320/DSCF0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233966471728295138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I think having a year 3 class when I am in year 2. It really opens your eyes on what the year 3 life would be. They do have a whole lot more experience in designing, they have more experience in using photoshop and the best of all they are one wacky bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken on the last day of school so not all of tem are in the shot and I dont know all of them but I really know a couple of tem that well....So rock on year 3's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4175770221378351906?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4175770221378351906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4175770221378351906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4175770221378351906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4175770221378351906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-year-3-class-hey-i-think-having-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SKLIxnmrbOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pSTvbCS0ODE/s72-c/DSCF0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-7446974033127443119</id><published>2008-08-06T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:20:04.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;UK BOY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJmHhV75aRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/i9bNR6CDLG4/s1600-h/DSCF0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJmHhV75aRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/i9bNR6CDLG4/s320/DSCF0353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231361449061345554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha....this dude, the one which is right beside me, he cam back to singapore after migrating to UK. Hahaha....his name is wilkie. My first year and first semester classmate in RP. The dude with little words but plenty of sarcasm. Fun person to hang with and easy person to tease. Hahaha. Too bad he had to migrate to the UK in the mid of that semester. Screw you. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was nice that you were having a holiday and came back to singapore and came to RP to meet us. Woohooo. Had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7446974033127443119?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7446974033127443119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7446974033127443119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7446974033127443119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7446974033127443119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/uk-boy-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJmHhV75aRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/i9bNR6CDLG4/s72-c/DSCF0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-2860763850693769453</id><published>2008-08-06T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:09:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;LAST MAN STANDING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJli1yyqi_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/RzzR7T7oCG4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJli1yyqi_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/RzzR7T7oCG4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231321118474406898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha....to those whose reading this and have no clue what 'last man standing' is, well its a game normally played by rugby players. Hahahahaha. Boy is it damn fun and funny at the same time. Played it during practice as a warm up and just reminded me how fun it was. The objective of the game is to run across a filed and not get tackled by the catcher. If you get tackled, you join the cather team and try to tackle the rest. So imagine this, at the start there will be a catcher, and the rest will try to avoid the catcher. Once all reach the side its all over again until the last man satnding wins. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still unsure? Go to this link where to national teams which is the ALL BLACKS team and the IRISH LIONS team playing the game. Damn funny....and yet fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csmzwPTBrkA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2860763850693769453?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2860763850693769453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2860763850693769453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2860763850693769453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2860763850693769453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-man-standing-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJli1yyqi_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/RzzR7T7oCG4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8739220094163298041</id><published>2008-08-01T20:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:38:08.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY(1/8)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why and have no idea why, today was the worst day of this week. No clue why bad things just keep on pouring on me. Felt horrible at the begining of the day and things just kept on going from bad to horrible. Made me so pissed and I am kind of guilty as I kind of dissed some of my friends. PROBLEMS, PROBLEMS, PROBLEMS, PROBLEMS, screw it all.....such as an idiot spilled gravy on my handphone and now the gavy smell is still there, lucky enough the handphone still works just fine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCREW IT ALL!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, class was hectic as ever, design a brochure and kind of proud of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my designs from my design class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMRaHvAnmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iV35_MzhPhM/s1600-h/brochure+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMRaHvAnmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iV35_MzhPhM/s320/brochure+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229542732757769826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMQ60fU_UI/AAAAAAAAAL4/acg7EGX1ZRw/s1600-h/Brochure+Front+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMQ60fU_UI/AAAAAAAAAL4/acg7EGX1ZRw/s320/Brochure+Front+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229542195015777602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMQVEdjbBI/AAAAAAAAALw/9XjuXnUEMWM/s1600-h/Brochure+Back+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMQVEdjbBI/AAAAAAAAALw/9XjuXnUEMWM/s320/Brochure+Back+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229541546468273170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMPrQCv11I/AAAAAAAAALo/peyP4h7_IyU/s1600-h/Ink+spot+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMPrQCv11I/AAAAAAAAALo/peyP4h7_IyU/s320/Ink+spot+logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229540828022560594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMPbsn2YnI/AAAAAAAAALg/crMSDbA4f9o/s1600-h/Ink+spot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMPbsn2YnI/AAAAAAAAALg/crMSDbA4f9o/s320/Ink+spot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229540560816464498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMOe4Dl3_I/AAAAAAAAALY/8FRJPgnxLiU/s1600-h/art+poster+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMOe4Dl3_I/AAAAAAAAALY/8FRJPgnxLiU/s320/art+poster+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229539515913592818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMN-4EaePI/AAAAAAAAALQ/q3sFfIyK2Bk/s1600-h/Article+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMN-4EaePI/AAAAAAAAALQ/q3sFfIyK2Bk/s320/Article+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229538966161225970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8739220094163298041?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8739220094163298041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8739220094163298041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8739220094163298041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8739220094163298041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday18-i-dont-know-why-and-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJMRaHvAnmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iV35_MzhPhM/s72-c/brochure+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8103858806490610456</id><published>2008-07-30T16:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:33:57.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Singapore VS Brazil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day it was. As you all know, singapore was up against brazil on last monday(28/7) and the score was 3-0. Brazil won of course with the three goals. But the greatest part of all, I was there at kallang itself watching the freaking match!! It was so damn coll being 'quite' close to all the brazilian soccer suoerstars. WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;It was a match that we know Singapore was going to lose, but it was a mighty entertaining match where singapore team never gave up and keep on trying to get a goal against the brazil team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sight it was, brazil showed alot of skill in the game and singapore showed some to. Brazil gave alot of freaking strong shots that made a big 'pow' sound  when the singapore keeper blocked it(we can see from the singapore keeper face that it was painful, also one of the saves was made by the face and that made me and my friends laugh and felt the pain). Still singapore gave a handfull attemps of scoring but sadly all was saved ny the brazilian keeper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, it wasnt me alone that went. I was with domnic and daiyu. The two most craziest friends that i have and I love them. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAm3IhU_sI/AAAAAAAAALI/JqWlXloVXm8/s1600-h/DSCF0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAm3IhU_sI/AAAAAAAAALI/JqWlXloVXm8/s320/DSCF0230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228721895999078082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAmbwdMVHI/AAAAAAAAALA/IIfrfrnIZc0/s1600-h/28072008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAmbwdMVHI/AAAAAAAAALA/IIfrfrnIZc0/s320/28072008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228721425682814066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAmIonS8jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/clN1e-HVdZg/s1600-h/DSCF0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAmIonS8jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/clN1e-HVdZg/s320/DSCF0231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228721097160192562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAlwk36ALI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yhtP8IGNQLg/s1600-h/28072008(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAlwk36ALI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yhtP8IGNQLg/s320/28072008(022).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228720683839258802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAlTWfFAsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JzzCBeZyg-g/s1600-h/DSCF0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAlTWfFAsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JzzCBeZyg-g/s320/DSCF0248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228720181760819906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAk92toE9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/__MRmwS6xZQ/s1600-h/DSCF0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAk92toE9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/__MRmwS6xZQ/s320/DSCF0229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228719812454650834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAkrJF5I5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/LDBH3aB3OlU/s1600-h/DSCF0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAkrJF5I5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/LDBH3aB3OlU/s320/DSCF0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228719490970755986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8103858806490610456?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8103858806490610456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8103858806490610456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8103858806490610456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8103858806490610456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/singapore-vs-brazil-what-day-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SJAm3IhU_sI/AAAAAAAAALI/JqWlXloVXm8/s72-c/DSCF0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-836989949360695725</id><published>2008-07-29T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:47:25.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Photo Editing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I have no idea why but then i think its all because I am in a design diploma. I like editing pictures already. Wanna know why I like to these kind of shit.....its because its fun......to me at least as the images that I edited are.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET U DECIDE AND SEE THEM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87ZzMqi4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gF8rnPGkBB4/s1600-h/DSCF0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87ZzMqi4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gF8rnPGkBB4/s320/DSCF0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228463006826531714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87UPbuN4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/QeyfbHXLJ5s/s1600-h/lady+legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87UPbuN4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/QeyfbHXLJ5s/s320/lady+legs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228462911326664578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87Hn4tPOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1qt-IANUD9c/s1600-h/emo+herman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87Hn4tPOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1qt-IANUD9c/s320/emo+herman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228462694552386786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-836989949360695725?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/836989949360695725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=836989949360695725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/836989949360695725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/836989949360695725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-editing-damn-i-have-no-idea-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SI87ZzMqi4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gF8rnPGkBB4/s72-c/DSCF0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-388737518486472313</id><published>2008-07-24T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:41:25.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PRESIDENTS VISIT TO RP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event was the most hectic event that I had to handle!!!...Well i just did 2 events so far....so yeah this was the toughest. The president came to RP...it was fun...did a banner and all...cheered for him when he came to...all for CE points (THE UGLY SIDE OF RP)....hahahaha...well here are the pics that I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIh4KlWI30I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7Yh3-1RCSy8/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIh4KlWI30I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7Yh3-1RCSy8/s320/DSCF0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226559490782453570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIh3-15jL9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AIJ0_I6ezWg/s1600-h/DSCF0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIh3-15jL9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AIJ0_I6ezWg/s320/DSCF0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226559289067515858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more but I think those pictures are not taken by my camera....well too bad...hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-388737518486472313?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/388737518486472313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=388737518486472313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/388737518486472313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/388737518486472313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/presidents-visit-to-rp-this-event-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIh4KlWI30I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7Yh3-1RCSy8/s72-c/DSCF0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5492367237215728931</id><published>2008-07-24T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:24:26.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SCARED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad, inside of me I feel sad, angry, shy, scared and god knows what. Enjoyed it for that time but felt like shit after it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to feel....what i kept telling myself for the past eight years was not in my head today and last tuesday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU A LOT TO  DAIYU, HERMAN, SHAWN, ARINI, JASON, SABIRA, TITIMA and JOANNA...maybe there are more and i just cant show you how thankfull I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS....YOU JUST CANT LIVE WITHOUT THEM....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5492367237215728931?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5492367237215728931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5492367237215728931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5492367237215728931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5492367237215728931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/scared-its-sad-inside-of-me-i-feel-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-4524821226917302410</id><published>2008-07-23T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:19:03.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to these people that wished me a happy birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DOMNIC&lt;br /&gt;-ARINI&lt;br /&gt;-JASON&lt;br /&gt;-HERMAN&lt;br /&gt;-DAIYU&lt;br /&gt;-EUGENIA&lt;br /&gt;-PEI LING&lt;br /&gt;-SITI HAWA&lt;br /&gt;-AZIRAH&lt;br /&gt;-VANESSA&lt;br /&gt;-CHRISTNA&lt;br /&gt;-BRANDAN&lt;br /&gt;-SHAWN&lt;br /&gt;-SABIRA&lt;br /&gt;-JOANNA&lt;br /&gt;-TITIMA&lt;br /&gt;-MARY(JUST MET HER)&lt;br /&gt;-ERWIN&lt;br /&gt;-SATISH&lt;br /&gt;-JIE YING&lt;br /&gt;-JESSICA&lt;br /&gt;-DAIYU&lt;br /&gt;-SHERMAN&lt;br /&gt;-CECILIA&lt;br /&gt;-SUHAIMI(MIMI)&lt;br /&gt;-SING EE&lt;br /&gt;-CANDY&lt;br /&gt;-EMILY&lt;br /&gt;-SYAHIR&lt;br /&gt;-AISAMUDIN&lt;br /&gt;-HELMI&lt;br /&gt;-IVY&lt;br /&gt;-AZIRAH&lt;br /&gt;-PEI EN&lt;br /&gt;-WEI LIANG&lt;br /&gt;-VERNON&lt;br /&gt;-ANNIE&lt;br /&gt;-DARREN&lt;br /&gt;-KHAMSINAH&lt;br /&gt;-SHARMILA&lt;br /&gt;-KAH MUN&lt;br /&gt;-LYNDDA&lt;br /&gt;-DON&lt;br /&gt;-RAIMI&lt;br /&gt;-SOME OF THE SEIG MEMBERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are more or more to come...hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4524821226917302410?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4524821226917302410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4524821226917302410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4524821226917302410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4524821226917302410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-thanks-to-these-people-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-2097333326090964718</id><published>2008-07-23T17:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:08:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WHO KNEW, THEY ARE FUN!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha....i think the title of this post will be enough for me to get killed. But who cares!! Hahahaha... forget when this was but it was no long ago. I had a presidents visit to RP meeting and it ended early then expected. So I headed to the canteen to get a drink before going to training and it was super early. Guess what, the rugby girls were there and coincidently they were from that meeting also. Hahaha. We decided to slack before training starts and then they started to camwhore. I dont know why but i joined in...hahahaha....the worst part was that they found out i had a camera with me as i use it for class...now it has a diffrent purpose...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this are some of the pictures that I think was nice....(when there are so many to choose from) HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIcC_SlSikI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ianpvuxX6BU/s1600-h/DSCF0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIcC_SlSikI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ianpvuxX6BU/s320/DSCF0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226149178930006594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb_L7jEy1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/CKFTghbYyWk/s1600-h/DSCF0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb_L7jEy1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/CKFTghbYyWk/s320/DSCF0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226144998038489938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb_CuYbxPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7eK82m1hMi0/s1600-h/DSCF0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb_CuYbxPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7eK82m1hMi0/s320/DSCF0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226144839885374706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-zNHV3lI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zv_1wK4nZM4/s1600-h/DSCF0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-zNHV3lI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zv_1wK4nZM4/s320/DSCF0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226144573257277010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-kSQ3eUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UO4WJ12PFPk/s1600-h/DSCF0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-kSQ3eUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UO4WJ12PFPk/s320/DSCF0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226144316941367618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-bq6Dn0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/K1hVSWi7ias/s1600-h/DSCF0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-bq6Dn0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/K1hVSWi7ias/s320/DSCF0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226144168937758530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-TGGJbGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/navapyrz1HA/s1600-h/DSCF0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-TGGJbGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/navapyrz1HA/s320/DSCF0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226144021617405026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-LEJ-9yI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_0R8h4Lm2og/s1600-h/DSCF0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb-LEJ-9yI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_0R8h4Lm2og/s320/DSCF0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226143883657672482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb98bfvTwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xmRJhHLiYfw/s1600-h/DSCF0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIb98bfvTwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xmRJhHLiYfw/s320/DSCF0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226143632224898818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2097333326090964718?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2097333326090964718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2097333326090964718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2097333326090964718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2097333326090964718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-knew-they-are-fun-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SIcC_SlSikI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ianpvuxX6BU/s72-c/DSCF0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-8726268319761217466</id><published>2008-07-23T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:44:48.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Birthdays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the word birthday is said to a person, what come into mind are all the presents, friends, family, gifts, decorations, parties, balloons, confetti and all the other stuff that has relations to birthdays.  But sadly, in my mentality it’s a whole different from what was mentioned above. What makes me say this you ask? Well maybe it’s because that I have not celebrated my birthday for the past eight years….Sad huh? ...Well after all that time you tend to get use to it just like when you’re sick and have to take those nasty medicine. A person gets used to it and gets immune to those things. For my case its birthdays, and I thought I was ok with not celebrating my birthday for the past eight years.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well that’s life, and the saying which goes ‘life is unfair’ is true. But that does not mean that I don’t celebrate my friends or family birthday. I do celebrate their birthday even when my own family forgets mine. It’s hard being in family that forgets my birthday but remembers my older and younger sister’s birthday. It sucks but I have always been the black sheep of the family anyway. Being shadowed over them constantly has made me immune to it too…hahaha. I guess all the books that said the middle child will be the worst treated is quite true and it sucks more being the only son to the family too. Having and older sister and younger sister that are very bright and I am just not. My elder sis was in EM1 during primary, then special in secondary, completed her biomedical science diploma and now is a doctor assistant. My younger sis in EM1 also and express and still in secondary. Both of them are always in the top classes and here I am in EM2 and normal academic and in five years in secondary and now in poly. In the eyes of other people that maybe quite good or ok but not to the eyes of my family, as they think that I should be the same like my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to make long story short, it just sucks being me with no birthday celebrations. I started realizing that I have not celebrated my birthday since primary six. I used to look forward to my birthdays back then but it was just a dream. Thought of celebrating my birthday but then it turned to be disaster, expected something but nothing came. Then it just hit me, that maybe if don’t care and expect nothing then I won’t feel sad, angry or whatever that feeling is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep avoiding my friends when my birthday is coming. Whenever my birthday is near and my friend asks me, I just lie to them that it’s not. As I know they will do something for me and I just don’t know how to react. I can’t bring a smile or a tear as I just forgot how it feels like to be celebrating my own birthday.  I always fake a smile and say I am happy but I will always have a blast at other people birthday to see their reaction when we throw a party for the person or handing the present to the person. Back at home, nothing happens on my day, but when it’s not my day, there will be something like a dinner or something. I seriously have nothing against my family but maybe this is a test from the man above and I’ll accept it. I am ok with my family and I love them but I can say I am the closest to my dad. Don’t know why but we both understand each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is something that happens for me for my birthday, it never happens at home or with my family. It would be with friends and co-workers. Then the fake smile and the fake emotion of being happy will be back. Now it’s getting harder and harder to hide these things because I am so close to my friends and they know me to well just the same as I know them.  As I know that if I get something good, it will not happen again and that is why I just expect nothing and don’t know how to react when these things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. If any of my friends read this and asks me about this. I will just deny it and say it’s was from somewhere that inspire me to write this. Please, it’s hard enough on me already and I enjoy very much being with my friends then at home.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8726268319761217466?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8726268319761217466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8726268319761217466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8726268319761217466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8726268319761217466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthdays-when-word-birthday-is-said-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-2775541587542584229</id><published>2008-07-12T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:46:16.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FORMAL DAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the title pretty much explains it all of this post. Its fromal day in school and everyone sure dressed up. Its cool to have a formal day in class, makes you feel high class and cool. The dudes and dudets kick ass when they are in formal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHi08prjlCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/12t5D9S4Gqg/s1600-h/ST832664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHi08prjlCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/12t5D9S4Gqg/s320/ST832664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222122722009781282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bro....we kick ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHi0GGx3tTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mWhC_ZHSGGE/s1600-h/ST832669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHi0GGx3tTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mWhC_ZHSGGE/s320/ST832669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222121784928089394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on dudes and dudets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHizXPVuDfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ztPUIxTsVOc/s1600-h/ST832662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHizXPVuDfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ztPUIxTsVOc/s320/ST832662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222120979772083698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stoned, The Happy, The PrettyBoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHiydcCA8vI/AAAAAAAAAII/EVfnZ9aPS7M/s1600-h/DSCF0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHiydcCA8vI/AAAAAAAAAII/EVfnZ9aPS7M/s320/DSCF0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222119986746684146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal day was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHiyN3X1ssI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T8JnqdILZRk/s1600-h/Everyone+loves+my+shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHiyN3X1ssI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T8JnqdILZRk/s320/Everyone+loves+my+shades.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222119719208071874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone just love my shades and just wanna try them on with a shot of thier own.....freaks!! Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2775541587542584229?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2775541587542584229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2775541587542584229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2775541587542584229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2775541587542584229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/formal-day-well-title-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHi08prjlCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/12t5D9S4Gqg/s72-c/ST832664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-7919213260153802752</id><published>2008-07-12T17:01:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:47:52.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEST COAST PARK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized something....all my friends have been asking to post the pictures of the west coast pictures in my blog which was ages ago....wanna know why?? Well I dont know myself. Hahaha. Actually the plan to west coast was cycling but it all got crushed and the planed changed and just hang out with the class. We went crazy at the park, went crazy at the movies and went crazy at the science centre. Hahaha. Here are the pictures...some of them at least....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh5UfW0fgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cxOrEeQL0hU/s1600-h/DSCF0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh5UfW0fgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cxOrEeQL0hU/s320/DSCF0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222057160857648642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remebering my childhood days...playing at the playground brings back memories and a whole load of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh5GzVbmLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XmTuyv_-oFo/s1600-h/SDC11359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh5GzVbmLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XmTuyv_-oFo/s320/SDC11359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222056925702363314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try clinging to the thing with two persons on it....you will see how fun it is....and dont get me started with three and four people on it...just an embarasing and funny sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh4FdN_bpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/saCD_KmQ-eg/s1600-h/SDC11344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh4FdN_bpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/saCD_KmQ-eg/s320/SDC11344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222055803074080402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He challenged me who would get first to the other side...haha..eat my dust!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh26i9SBhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DZZ7JNmh6T8/s1600-h/SDC11431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh26i9SBhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DZZ7JNmh6T8/s320/SDC11431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222054516124419602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feminine side of me...damn i look HOT!!...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh2X7fuwfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dGus7Lvj9JQ/s1600-h/ST832555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh2X7fuwfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dGus7Lvj9JQ/s320/ST832555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222053921415938546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just fade everything else and concentrate at that hansome face....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh1zpgY6DI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O4D3a94XUuk/s1600-h/SDC11407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh1zpgY6DI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O4D3a94XUuk/s320/SDC11407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222053298111572018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dinosours attack...that will be my reaction....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh1U7jRUnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ms-WNqK0__E/s1600-h/ST832502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh1U7jRUnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ms-WNqK0__E/s320/ST832502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222052770379551346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rope jungle....credits to arini for the excellent shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh0wPbw3DI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Vx_jF-azdW4/s1600-h/SDC11350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh0wPbw3DI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Vx_jF-azdW4/s320/SDC11350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222052140061613106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having way too much fun...and boy was i energetic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh0R7mHgHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/o83zrPLvHYQ/s1600-h/SDC11313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh0R7mHgHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/o83zrPLvHYQ/s320/SDC11313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222051619340255346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHhz18tsodI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GTyfjFvBTUg/s1600-h/DSCF0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHhz18tsodI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GTyfjFvBTUg/s320/DSCF0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222051138604147154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to the crew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHhzp2SoYxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TbicEWWBJDY/s1600-h/DSCF0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHhzp2SoYxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TbicEWWBJDY/s320/DSCF0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222050930721579794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are always happy and girls just like to act emo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHhzbkezBiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lky_Anv2uDA/s1600-h/02072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHhzbkezBiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lky_Anv2uDA/s320/02072008(006).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222050685422601762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.....take that for taking a shot of us.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7919213260153802752?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7919213260153802752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7919213260153802752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7919213260153802752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7919213260153802752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/west-coast-park-i-realized-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SHh5UfW0fgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cxOrEeQL0hU/s72-c/DSCF0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-3099917568853076896</id><published>2008-07-12T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:00:11.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ERM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE SUCKS!!...hahaha.....whats a contridiction to my motto in life. If anybody is wondering, my motto in life is 'always look on the brightside.' It's a great motto as it always makes you see the good side of things and it has helped alot of people and my friends. Sadly my life has going downhill....a very steep downhill......a very steepdownhill with rocks......a very steep downhill with big rocks.....i think you get it...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dont know hoe to solve this problems but im trying my best to tackle a problem one at a time. So dont worry all the dudes and dudets....the smile will stay.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3099917568853076896?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3099917568853076896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3099917568853076896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3099917568853076896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3099917568853076896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/07/erm-life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-3655532287926366130</id><published>2008-06-28T21:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:46:46.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Siter's engagement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my sister's engagement is over. No more chores, no more work, no more things that need to be done in a hurry, no more errands.....WOOHOOO! Its kinda fun, tiring, sad, fun, crazy, hectic feeling all at the same time. Well glad that half of it is over. As this is only the engagement, there is still the wedding. Damn. Well thats life....what can you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have not met fully my futurein-laws. Im still not that close to my sister's fiance. All that time that I do when i meet to him is HI have a short convo then its either me or him that has to leave. My sister is nagging at me to get to know him well as my whole family has been spending a lot of time with him but not me. As its either I am in school or I am at work....not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are the photos taken by me on that day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZOUn7-TVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V-vJqLxXf4c/s1600-h/DSCF0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZOUn7-TVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V-vJqLxXf4c/s320/DSCF0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216943334580178258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family(not the entire family from both my mum and dad sides) with a cramp face of myself after running into the shot after clicking the timer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZN4If-kSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jXriuDxrmgA/s1600-h/DSCF0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZN4If-kSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jXriuDxrmgA/s320/DSCF0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216942845104918818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Dad and sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZNpUvQkqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SnSSuZHl3LQ/s1600-h/DSCF0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZNpUvQkqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SnSSuZHl3LQ/s320/DSCF0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216942590692201122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and her fiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZM8bkbb-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/YKejC-f4DXo/s1600-h/DSCF0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZM8bkbb-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/YKejC-f4DXo/s320/DSCF0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216941819431710690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters HOT friends...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZLYyX_lII/AAAAAAAAAF4/MoCih_Vtjh0/s1600-h/DSCF0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZLYyX_lII/AAAAAAAAAF4/MoCih_Vtjh0/s320/DSCF0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216940107566650498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters working colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZK1Y2TXdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B_zIzNx57rw/s1600-h/DSCF0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZK1Y2TXdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B_zIzNx57rw/s320/DSCF0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216939499419033042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gifts from my faily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there are morr photos but I am kinda lazy to upload them all...well at least better then none right?!?!...hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3655532287926366130?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3655532287926366130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3655532287926366130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3655532287926366130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3655532287926366130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/siters-engagement-finally-my-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGZOUn7-TVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V-vJqLxXf4c/s72-c/DSCF0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-3528639596362322874</id><published>2008-06-24T23:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:04:37.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DIDM CAMP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picturse from the camp and theses are the shots that I really like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEa9AKf0rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Kiozbwj6stU/s1600-h/bollywood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEa9AKf0rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Kiozbwj6stU/s320/bollywood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479478790116018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEaSKSWezI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qdaxNYLNE0s/s1600-h/DSCF0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEaSKSWezI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qdaxNYLNE0s/s320/DSCF0028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215478742773037874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEaA_6rSCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hdDhzXRDrjA/s1600-h/DIDM+CAMP+2+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEaA_6rSCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hdDhzXRDrjA/s320/DIDM+CAMP+2+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215478447931607074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEY2nbW4NI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/72tTGY2P8Vg/s1600-h/DIDM+CAMP+2+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEY2nbW4NI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/72tTGY2P8Vg/s320/DIDM+CAMP+2+171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215477170047475922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEYJgZUsGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/o6lhB72Gypw/s1600-h/DIDM+CAMP+1+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEYJgZUsGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/o6lhB72Gypw/s320/DIDM+CAMP+1+069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215476395065782370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEXzRRZAeI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QzBWQRzstbg/s1600-h/DIDM+CAMP+1+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEXzRRZAeI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QzBWQRzstbg/s320/DIDM+CAMP+1+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215476013048857058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEVuxx73WI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5EnC7LkVI1w/s1600-h/DIDM+CAMP+1+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEVuxx73WI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5EnC7LkVI1w/s320/DIDM+CAMP+1+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473736852692322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEVA1simsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/atQBXnJ585I/s1600-h/DIDM+CAMP+1+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEVA1simsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/atQBXnJ585I/s320/DIDM+CAMP+1+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472947629824706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3528639596362322874?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3528639596362322874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3528639596362322874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3528639596362322874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3528639596362322874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/didm-camp-heres-picturse-from-camp-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SGEa9AKf0rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Kiozbwj6stU/s72-c/bollywood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-6060506236046575719</id><published>2008-06-18T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:39:54.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ASCEND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you know me very well, then you should know that i have more then 1 job. Hahaha...its life man...a person has to work if the person is pulling his own weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To earn that living I am working with ascennd. To those who dont know what in the world ascend is, its an IT company which does events. Yes, events!! All types of events including the latest singapore airshow. Its amazing there, but the job is a killer as its tough work. But other than that there is never a bored day working there just mentally and physically tired day. The characters there are just crazy and you just cant imagine that such characters even excisted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im kinda lazy to talk about them now...maybe another time and label it ASCEND 2.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Well I'm still searching for the pictures of my work during my work days with acsend. Its amazing what this company can do....hahaha...soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-6060506236046575719?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/6060506236046575719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=6060506236046575719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6060506236046575719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/6060506236046575719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascend-well-if-you-know-me-very-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-3059879418984405544</id><published>2008-06-14T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:50:13.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DIDM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...DIDM camp was fun but very tiring....and I really mean it, that it was really tiring. It was fun and memorable did alot of stupid stuffs which I like and regret. Did one thing that made me really regret, spooked  the hell out of me as well as the team.....If you wanna know what happened and what I did, just ask me personally....dont wanna blog about it.....haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3059879418984405544?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3059879418984405544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3059879418984405544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3059879418984405544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3059879418984405544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/didm-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-8959106581720351332</id><published>2008-06-11T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:08:12.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;This post is very long and may cause brain damage if you read it. There is nothing in stopping you to read on, but read at your own risk. If you feel like not reading this post after a sight at the warning and length of the post, please do so as I would do the same thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is the year that I hate the most. I'm only half-way through this year and I am thinking of declaring that this is the worst year as there are too many mishaps happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a test from &lt;b&gt;'the guy above'&lt;/b&gt; to me to see how I handle all of this situations?!?!.....Well all I can say is that he's winning and I think that I want to throw in the towel as running away looks like the best solution. There are just too many problems that just keep on coming. It's like your in this boat, then water starts to pour leek in at a fast rate. You solve the problem by poking a finger in  that whole and the water stops leeking in. Problem solved?...guess again another hole appeared and you poke another finger in it. I think you guess it...more wholes appear and your running out of fingers and toes.....&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST HOW MANY HOLES DOES A GUY HAS TO POKE?!?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see....I think the worst problem would be that there are just too many deaths that are happening. All from good friends and I have no clue how to react to this. They have my sympathy but I wish to help them more, but the problem is I cant do anything much. They become emo and I trying all stupid things to cheer them up but all goes down the drain as it either it makes them more sad or it reminds them of something that makes them more sad. If I dont do anything, I will look like a damn idiot just standing there thinking what I can do not realising that in the view of others im just stoning there at a person that is emotional infront of me or sobbing infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that i'm making all the wrong decisions as I think that I am getting my busy schedule taking all of my time and thus ignoring my friends. I have not message my friends nor gone online for a long time and chat to them. I feel like I'm a bad friend. To those that have read this post this far....&lt;b&gt;I AM SORRY&lt;/b&gt;. No matter who you are. I apologise....this apology is....for ignoring my friends, for making the wrong decisions, for not going online, for not text-messaging my friends and espacially sorry for making you read this long post....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8959106581720351332?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8959106581720351332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8959106581720351332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8959106581720351332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8959106581720351332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/2008-warning-this-post-is-very-long-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-1207530727708496818</id><published>2008-06-01T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:00:05.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Photograhpy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography lessons are cool and fun!!...some of my team's prized pictures taken from me and another team member!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELHHQfHzDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ErehDygZVR0/s1600-h/IMG_0698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELHHQfHzDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ErehDygZVR0/s320/IMG_0698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206943046692228146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELGKgfHzCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_UucTCr5yn0/s1600-h/IMG_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELGKgfHzCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_UucTCr5yn0/s320/IMG_0751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206942003015175202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELFZAfHzBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xB1dMHe9dm4/s1600-h/IMG_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELFZAfHzBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xB1dMHe9dm4/s320/IMG_0790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206941152611650578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELErgfHzAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3zlM0ZwN1sk/s1600-h/IMG_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELErgfHzAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3zlM0ZwN1sk/s320/IMG_0772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940370927602690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1207530727708496818?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1207530727708496818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1207530727708496818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1207530727708496818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1207530727708496818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/photograhpy-photography-lessons-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SELHHQfHzDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ErehDygZVR0/s72-c/IMG_0698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-7575661600314911820</id><published>2008-06-01T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:32:07.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAYWIRE! That's the one word that all I can say about my life for the past few weeks. &lt;b&gt;I may be happy infront of you guyz is because I am happy infront of you guyz.&lt;/b&gt; Hahahahaha. That's because all of the havoc and crazinees is mostly happening at home. So there is no need to bring all of that craziness with me. Haha. &lt;b&gt;Always look on the brightside of things&lt;/b&gt;, thats my motto in life. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know whats happening? Its all because of my elder sisters engagement thats coming really soon. My mum's the planner and she throwing her stress all on me. It was not that bad for the paast month and few weeks now that's the date coming closer.....hell breakes loose. My little sis and elder sis(whos getting engage) is in the planning team. That just leaves the guy's of the house to do all the crazy work and shit which is me and my dad. But the sad thing is that my dad has some excuses to get out of doing all of the nonsense by going to his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's not at work he will be sitting beside me looking at me in the living room trying to think of an excuse to get out of 'work'. Hahahaha. I think that the workload that is done is 7:3 where i do 70% of the work and my dad does 30% of it. Because my dad has an unbeatable tactic to get out of 'work'. That is saying ok to all that needs to be done and the next thing you know he jumps to bed with a smile on his face and all of his share of work is pushed to me. Hahahaha. Its funny when he does that as it made me laugh for a minute until I realised that I had to do all of it alone......CRAP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...well thats life. Im close to my dad...so I dont mind alot....but i cant wait to get this over with........and yet it starts me thinking......what will I become when its time for my sisters wedding......&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I am soooo DEAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7575661600314911820?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7575661600314911820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7575661600314911820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7575661600314911820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7575661600314911820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-haywire-thats-one-word-that-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-1208872526230133236</id><published>2008-05-24T20:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:07:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SWIM FEST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgSQJ594KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MlFdhwgGEVs/s1600-h/DSCF0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgSQJ594KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MlFdhwgGEVs/s320/DSCF0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203929438172864674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgR2Z594JI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DFuEc7rMHIA/s1600-h/DSCF0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgR2Z594JI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DFuEc7rMHIA/s320/DSCF0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203928995791233170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgRlZ594II/AAAAAAAAAD4/r6DJ8euV1v0/s1600-h/DSCF0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgRlZ594II/AAAAAAAAAD4/r6DJ8euV1v0/s320/DSCF0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203928703733457026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgRPp594HI/AAAAAAAAADw/xp4dlojuxEs/s1600-h/DSCF0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgRPp594HI/AAAAAAAAADw/xp4dlojuxEs/s320/DSCF0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203928330071302258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha....its been a long time since I had a swim. Crazy enough, my friends from my workplace called me to go for a swim. Funny enough, I agreed to join them. &lt;b&gt;WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS I THINKING&lt;/b&gt;.....Hahaha....It ended out to be fun!! Didnt know that among all of them that turned up, I was the best swimmer!! Wohhooo! Anyway let the pictures tell how much I enjoyed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1208872526230133236?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1208872526230133236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1208872526230133236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1208872526230133236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1208872526230133236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/05/swim-fest-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SDgSQJ594KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MlFdhwgGEVs/s72-c/DSCF0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-870920415526165387</id><published>2008-05-21T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:41:20.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but I think I got my talents from my dad. Haha. All the creativity mayb fro my dad's side of the family. You wanna know why im saying all of this, its because my mum wanted a new decoration in the house and my dad and me were arguing on what deco. In the end we made a plant deco.....Haha. Other than that, my dad's a photograher and i think som eof his skills has rubed on me...mayb someday i'll upload the pics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-870920415526165387?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/870920415526165387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=870920415526165387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/870920415526165387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/870920415526165387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/05/talent-i-dont-know-why-but-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-4139782149062277333</id><published>2008-05-16T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:08:12.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SEIG PICTURES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha......finally the pictures of SEIG are up. But its not all of them. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2we_lI0bI/AAAAAAAAADo/kD3BN7N6L5I/s1600-h/DSCF0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2we_lI0bI/AAAAAAAAADo/kD3BN7N6L5I/s320/DSCF0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201007191192555954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole team of SEIG, commitee and the newbies.....hahaha....but there is still some more i think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2vgflI0aI/AAAAAAAAADg/i47RYNQXTLQ/s1600-h/DSCF0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2vgflI0aI/AAAAAAAAADg/i47RYNQXTLQ/s320/DSCF0159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201006117450731938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other new members of SEIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2uC_lI0ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/79eDPJ0ExOs/s1600-h/DSCF0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2uC_lI0ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/79eDPJ0ExOs/s320/DSCF0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201004511132963218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the new members of SEIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2tZ_lI0YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GlTp51UJ2Es/s1600-h/DSCF0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2tZ_lI0YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GlTp51UJ2Es/s320/DSCF0145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201003806758326658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satish(president) of SEIG......erm sori..everything looks so dark...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2sSflI0XI/AAAAAAAAADI/diLSCzJyRK0/s1600-h/DSCF0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2sSflI0XI/AAAAAAAAADI/diLSCzJyRK0/s320/DSCF0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201002578397679986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suhaila...my ex-faci and the advisor to the SEIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2ri_lI0WI/AAAAAAAAADA/re4o2Cq5_y0/s1600-h/DSCF0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2ri_lI0WI/AAAAAAAAADA/re4o2Cq5_y0/s320/DSCF0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201001762353893730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sabira, Titima and Afeeqah...the commitee members of SEIG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4139782149062277333?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4139782149062277333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4139782149062277333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4139782149062277333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4139782149062277333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/05/seig-pictures-hahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SC2we_lI0bI/AAAAAAAAADo/kD3BN7N6L5I/s72-c/DSCF0160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-1887802900353842851</id><published>2008-05-16T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:36:33.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;LOSING HOPE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that getting into the contact rugby has its up's and its down's. For starter's, being the contact team is good as it has it rewards and all.....but I dont seem to be getting along with the contact team, the contact coach does not seem to be interested in me and I am not improving in that sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am improving greatly on my touch rugby skills and I have more talent in it then contact rugby. Since I joined the contact team, I have not been getting to play touch rugby much. The worst part is that the contact team coach hates toch rugby. So know &lt;b&gt;I AM CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE&lt;/b&gt; and have no idea what to do and what I really want. I want to be in the conatct team ans also in the touch team. Right now,I have these crazy solutions that will most definitely great consequences if i choose one of them......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-1887802900353842851?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/1887802900353842851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=1887802900353842851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1887802900353842851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/1887802900353842851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/05/losing-hope-it-seems-that-getting-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-836516444716114173</id><published>2008-05-06T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:28:00.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SEIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was the welcoming tea for all the new SEIG's. Well if you dont know what is SEIG its Social Enterprise IG. It does something but it knida slipt off my mind now, so you can ask satish and sabira who are the president and vice-president. &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, met some new people. Dont know if all of them are really interested in the IG but well take what we can get. Haha. Other than that I had a blast after the welcoming tea. Played some games with the comitee and it was crazy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some pictures....but kind of lazy to upload them now. So another day.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-836516444716114173?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/836516444716114173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=836516444716114173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/836516444716114173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/836516444716114173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/05/seig-well-today-was-welcoming-tea-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-7321665880267603754</id><published>2008-05-06T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:02:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SPORTS CAMP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports camp was on last friday(2/5), saturday(3/5) and sunday(4/5). The camp was a total disaster and was a total bore. I give the sports camp two thumbs down. What I heard about the past camps was totally diffrent and much more exciting then I imagined. The worst part of the camp was that there was no sports at a freaking sports camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The things that I like from the camp:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - the food was really nice and edible&lt;br /&gt;2 - I met a whole lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;3 - i know a whole lot better on some of my friends&lt;br /&gt;4 - my team won third place for the entire camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The things that I hate about the camp:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - only lunch was great. Breakfeast and dinner sux&lt;br /&gt;2 - there was no sports in a sports camp&lt;br /&gt;3 - it shows the true colours of your friends when they are around pretty girls&lt;br /&gt;4 - hate haziq for crushing my toes using the toilet door&lt;br /&gt;5 - the logistics sucks, the games are a total bore&lt;br /&gt;6 - spent an entire day at sentosa sitting down and getting baked by the hot sun&lt;br /&gt;7 - spent 7/10 of the day at sentosa seating down and 3/10 playing games&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7321665880267603754?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7321665880267603754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7321665880267603754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7321665880267603754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7321665880267603754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/05/sports-camp-sports-camp-was-on-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-8234400564739004762</id><published>2008-04-27T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:53:31.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Its Over&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the contact rugby try-outs are over. But there are good news and bad news. Lets start with the good news. Well, the good news is that I made it into the contact team and I am totally happy about it as I am &lt;b&gt;IN&lt;/b&gt; the contact rugby team!! Now tha bad news. The bad news is that I was the last person to be called into the rugby team. I felt like shit as the coach had a lot of taliking with the rugby commitee to take me in the team or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I feel kinda sad not only about the just making into the team but the touch rugby team is going to fall apart. This is because the year 2 touch guyz all tried out for the contact team. Out of the 4 guys that tried out, 3 made it in. Poor Helmi, he didnt made it and I feel sad for him and yet he still hides the pain and put a smile infront of us. No matter what helmi, you are still in the develpoing team and you are going to be in the team soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8234400564739004762?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8234400564739004762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8234400564739004762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8234400564739004762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8234400564739004762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-over-well-contact-rugby-try-outs.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-2092525513992910511</id><published>2008-04-23T23:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:41:29.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CYPHER SENTOSA PICTURES which was a loooooong time ago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9XLcZ4paI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WlO85PJbWJ0/s1600-h/P4120223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9XLcZ4paI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WlO85PJbWJ0/s320/P4120223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192464749496411554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9WlMZ4pZI/AAAAAAAAACw/AlkuQ4oJFK4/s1600-h/P4120214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9WlMZ4pZI/AAAAAAAAACw/AlkuQ4oJFK4/s320/P4120214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192464092366415250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9WRcZ4pYI/AAAAAAAAACo/gYnDJKZIapM/s1600-h/P4120201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9WRcZ4pYI/AAAAAAAAACo/gYnDJKZIapM/s320/P4120201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192463753063998850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9VUcZ4pXI/AAAAAAAAACg/5BcAE_XuEkI/s1600-h/P4120194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9VUcZ4pXI/AAAAAAAAACg/5BcAE_XuEkI/s320/P4120194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192462705091978610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9VEMZ4pWI/AAAAAAAAACY/Moc3bJKVkRA/s1600-h/P4120189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9VEMZ4pWI/AAAAAAAAACY/Moc3bJKVkRA/s320/P4120189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192462425919104354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9UgcZ4pVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uniQDr0cEh0/s1600-h/P4120188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9UgcZ4pVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uniQDr0cEh0/s320/P4120188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192461811738781010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9UUcZ4pUI/AAAAAAAAACI/YQ1GEZjID5Q/s1600-h/P4120187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9UUcZ4pUI/AAAAAAAAACI/YQ1GEZjID5Q/s320/P4120187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192461605580350786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9T1sZ4pTI/AAAAAAAAACA/j-rEfngIVqs/s1600-h/P1010129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9T1sZ4pTI/AAAAAAAAACA/j-rEfngIVqs/s320/P1010129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192461077299373362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a whole lot more but I am kind of lazy to upload them...hahaha...well better then none right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2092525513992910511?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2092525513992910511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2092525513992910511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2092525513992910511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2092525513992910511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/cypher-sentosa-pictures-which-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/SA9XLcZ4paI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WlO85PJbWJ0/s72-c/P4120223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-4092604226362969894</id><published>2008-04-23T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:06:52.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SPRAINED ANKLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a burden to have a permanent injury. Sadly that injury for me is my sparined ankle. It all happened when I was in secondary 2, when i was stomped by a giant on my ankle in a basketball match. Yes i wrote &lt;b&gt;BASKETBALL&lt;/b&gt;, dont  believe me? I was in the school team and yes i was that good in those days and I can play a whole lot of other sports such as tennis, badminton, soccer and rugby(currently playing). But i had to stop as my ankle was sprained. Doctor said it would heal but I must be carefull as if it gets bad I wont be able to run. Yes its that bad and now after rugby try-outs it started to hurt and I am afraid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Should I continue or stop?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4092604226362969894?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4092604226362969894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4092604226362969894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4092604226362969894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4092604226362969894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/sprained-ankle-its-burden-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-2072859654923051966</id><published>2008-04-13T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:30:07.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GRANMOTHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to put it but all I knoe is that my grandmother is back into the hospital. From what i was told she has internal bleeding and something else but i have no idea what it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dont know how to feel for her, as i have so many mixed emotions in me. I am feeling sad of course to see her in that condition and her state, I am confused as I do not know how can i help her and if I do find a way to help her she wont even know me as she does not remember me nor recognize me, I am feeling scared as whenever I am at the hospital all that i camn see is that she is asleep and that is when my imaginations go wild, I am feeling angry as I am not getting enough sleep because I am at the hospital most of the times and there are other problems that are bothering me and end up looking grumpy at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But among all of that I still want her to get well, all the best and you have my prayers.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-2072859654923051966?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/2072859654923051966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=2072859654923051966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2072859654923051966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/2072859654923051966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/granmother-i-dont-know-how-to-put-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-160609726918202970</id><published>2008-04-13T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:18:29.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A match worth getting injured and the rise of new legends...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hell of a game it was. All four teams showed what they were made of for sure and pushed themselves beyond the limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAVO to all four teams; RP(Republic Polytechnic), NP(Ngee Ann Polytechnic, SP(Singapore Polytechnic) and SRC(Singapore Recreation Club). What a sight it was, all the legends came down to compete such as Taufiq, Terrence and Khairul(captain of SRC). What an unbelievable sight, all teams showing of thier skills, pushing themselves beyond thier limits and fighting for the win. So all injuries that was obtained form all the matches was worth it. No shame of losing as all teams are good. RP may have won NP but still we lost to SP and SRC. Which shows that there is still a whole lot of room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, me and Daiyu may be the next legends. As we are somehow or somewhat following the footsteps of Taufiq and Terrence. If you dont know who are Taufiq and Terrence, they are the few legends of RP. Taufiq is the legend of sidestepping and Terrence is  the legend of the speedster. Together they are a mighty force and that is what they are known for also. Now, me and daiyu are next on the list as I sidestepped Taufiq and Daiyu has the speed like Terrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...dont wanna brag about it.....we will just see how it goes.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-160609726918202970?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/160609726918202970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=160609726918202970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/160609726918202970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/160609726918202970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/match-worth-getting-injured-and-rise-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-7221268537360165177</id><published>2008-04-07T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:31:55.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FIRST DAY??...BAD FIRST IMPRESSION??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I know that was what happened to me today in school. So please excuse me and forgive me if I gave you the wrong impression about me. For starter's, I am not a quite person and a loner. I was tired due to lack of sleep and had no energy to talk much and do a whole load of nonsense. Im quite the stupid joker(Thats waht my friends say) and trust me I am not quite. Due to the lack of sleep I couldnt concentate in class as my mind was not with me untill 1....hahaha as that was the time I ate. So my body was not only low on energybut also in fuel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was also quiet and chitter-chatter can only be heard in thier own teams. Haha. Cant wait till next week or the following week when all of us know each other. I can predict its going to be crazy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's lesson can be classified as quite fun and interesting. But I hated the facilitator. He is a &lt;b&gt;LOSER&lt;/b&gt;. Keep askig stupid question and dragged all the presentations. What a loser...all the questions that were asked was all right in our presentation. Talking about not paying attention...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about the end of it, like to know more about my classmates and please let it be better as the position I am right now, Im feeling to beat the crap out of a guy already!....hahaha.. We shall see how it goes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7221268537360165177?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7221268537360165177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7221268537360165177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7221268537360165177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7221268537360165177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-428592419832397626</id><published>2008-04-06T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:47:35.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FOP ( First-year Orientation Programme )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..more cypher firnds. As if Team Fa cai was not crazy enough, I met more crazy fools at the FOP. The FOP was on last thursday 3/4/08 and Friday 4/4/08. Again I was Student Leaders, but this time i was not paired up with another student leader but 2 other student helpers. But still, i ended up alone handling the team, as my student helpers went missing halfway through....WHAT A GREAT HELP! That's not all, the other team leaders suffered same case as me or even worst. Haha, all and all it was a great and fun day with the team. Enjoyed both days and congratulations to RP to the world record of the leap frog and to SIT for getting 3rd for the Best School!! You guyz sure pack a punch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where i end....go SIT. Well actually i cant remeber much right now...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-428592419832397626?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/428592419832397626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=428592419832397626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/428592419832397626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/428592419832397626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/fop-first-year-orientation-programme.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-9017024582177299451</id><published>2008-04-06T21:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:33:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PICTURES, PICTURES and &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; PICTURES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are the Picture of the Cypher camp as promised, but Its not even a quarter of it as there are more than 150....so here are the best few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jebamzDiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KuVW45BYlXk/s&lt;br /&gt;1600-h/DSCF0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jebamzDiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KuVW45BYlXk/s320/DSCF0114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186139533497011746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At SENTOSA BABY!!...Hahaha..Im in the 1 in green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jahqmzDgI/AAAAAAAAABs/gEx05R6QCsg/s1600-h/DSCF0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jahqmzDgI/AAAAAAAAABs/gEx05R6QCsg/s320/DSCF0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186135242824683010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea, But the team likes it...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jWpqmzDfI/AAAAAAAAABk/lbXfocQe9Wk/s1600-h/DSCF0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jWpqmzDfI/AAAAAAAAABk/lbXfocQe9Wk/s320/DSCF0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186130982217125362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Fa Cai at Carl's junior...Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jV-amzDeI/AAAAAAAAABc/ykNqRKgFFsY/s1600-h/DSCF0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jV-amzDeI/AAAAAAAAABc/ykNqRKgFFsY/s320/DSCF0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186130239187783138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...somewhere in Vivo with Team Fa Cai...Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jVC6mzDdI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqIFJLWQEIA/s1600-h/DSCF0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jVC6mzDdI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZqIFJLWQEIA/s320/DSCF0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186129216985566674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Greenhouse Cafe, dont ask me why we were there....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jUaKmzDcI/AAAAAAAAABM/lcyx8GUYzO8/s1600-h/DSCF0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jUaKmzDcI/AAAAAAAAABM/lcyx8GUYzO8/s320/DSCF0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186128516905897410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyones gone crazy after the ghost trail...some scary shit it was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jThqmzDbI/AAAAAAAAABE/A7yicopU7Uc/s1600-h/DSCF0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jThqmzDbI/AAAAAAAAABE/A7yicopU7Uc/s320/DSCF0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186127546243288498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Fa cai or Team 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jS9KmzDaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fEZo9rrIcMU/s1600-h/DSCF0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jS9KmzDaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fEZo9rrIcMU/s320/DSCF0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186126919178063266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle of Captain's Balloon led by me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jSHamzDZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uHMgM8vv1b0/s1600-h/DSCF0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jSHamzDZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uHMgM8vv1b0/s320/DSCF0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186125995760094610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a funny and disturbing sight...well at least it was not me...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jReKmzDYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7jL6y-_DuiA/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jReKmzDYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7jL6y-_DuiA/s320/DSCF0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186125287090490754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to some of the members of the team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jQy6mzDXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/akBF2918XdI/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jQy6mzDXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/akBF2918XdI/s320/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186124544061148530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to Lewis and Sebas, 2 of the student leaders..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-9017024582177299451?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/9017024582177299451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=9017024582177299451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/9017024582177299451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/9017024582177299451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-pictures-and-more-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R_jebamzDiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KuVW45BYlXk/s72-c/DSCF0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-4861992392041747902</id><published>2008-03-31T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:32:37.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SIT CAMP!!..FA CAI...IT ALL ROCKS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great 4 days and 3 nights for me. It was packed with fun, laughter, exhaustion, hunger, thirst, crazyness and many more....(well actually my vocabulary sux and cant think of any other words to describe) HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day to remember was on the 26 March 2008. That day was on a wednesday and that day was the day i went for the SIT/CYPHER camp. I was suppose to be there at 2:45 but i had a rugby match that started at 2:30 at Innova jc. So it was Innova then the camp. The game point was Innova 4 and RP 18, we trashed those losers and I scored 2....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the camp, great fun, met a whole lot of great people that includes all the MC's, the student leaders, the camp organizer and the wackiest bunch team 8 (FA CAI). Team 8 included the Leaders which is mnyself, Ivy and Ray. Not forgeting the crazy campers which are Goat, Pig, Jin xiang(china man), Jin Heng, Wee kiat, Candy, Sarina, Hidaya, Yvonne and Rafiqah. A quiet pack at first but turned out to be the most fun and wackiest campers. The first day of camp was a tele-match. Won a lot and lost a few. Second day of camp was spent at sentosa....titring day but fun!! The games there were wacky, dirty, tiring and crazy. But is all worth it as I know that we all a blast of a time. There was a party on the second night...danced the night away with the campers and thats when my pants ripped!!...at least the campers had a good laugh and so did I. HAHAHA. The third day was a very wet day....a whole lot of water and water activities...hahaha. The best part was that &lt;strong&gt;TEAM 8 WON THE SWIMMING POOL TUG OF WAR!!!...WE ARE THE CHAMIONS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahaha...will never forget that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the end of the camp, said our goodbye's but not properly for me. Had a few more meetings and couldnt join u guyz on the way back. SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all i can summarise for that camp from the 26 to the 29 of March 2008. Will post the pictures soon and will send it out to all the campers. This is where i end. &lt;strong&gt;FA CAI OI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-4861992392041747902?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/4861992392041747902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=4861992392041747902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4861992392041747902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/4861992392041747902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/03/sit-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-7981950312514647236</id><published>2008-03-26T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T11:03:36.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CAMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hours away going to a 4 day 3 night school camp. May sound torture to some of you, but actually I am looking forward to it. Haha. Dont know how its going to turn out but I have this great feeling that its going to be a blast of loads of fun. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unplanned = loads of fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...to think a day slacking at home was totaly changed when you got an email from school about an upcoming camp. That leads to total crazyness for the rush of buying the equipment needed and that poor soul sabira was the victim to tag along. Hahaha..well Sab, if Dom was not sick he could be ur partner to suffer. Oh yah, thanks for nothing Sab, thought of bringing you along because i needed a feminine touch but all u did was stare. Hahaha..but appreaciate the company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-7981950312514647236?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/7981950312514647236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=7981950312514647236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7981950312514647236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/7981950312514647236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/03/camp-just-hours-away-going-to-4-day-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-3803087813622592827</id><published>2008-03-23T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:09:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bad things just keep raining on me....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a weekend this is, to describe it would just be HECTIC, CRAZY, SAD, STRESSFULL and many more but its just to bad my vocabulary sucks. Hahahaha. But that's not all, there's more to it! I dont know how, but it seems that my dreams are coming true for three days striaght. Firstly i dreamt that two close friends of mine got together (didnt know who it was in the dream) but it turned out two of my closest coworkers just became a couple. Felt happy for them and yet somewhere inside i felt sad and leftout. The second dream was that something bad was going to happen but i did not knew what. It just so happen that a coworker of mine got accused of stealing money at the workplace. I knew him for a long time and its not the type of person and of course i backed him up and fought for him as my position in the workplace was a little bigger and i think its going to cost my job. It sucks but at least I don have to do the dirty job of quiting. Hahahaha. Then comes my third dream which is the worst. I dreamt that somebody died and I hated it. Woke up from sleep to go for an excercise and by the time I am halfway through it, my mum called me asking me to come home as she got a call from my aunt all the way from melaka that my grandmum collapse all of a sudden and is in the ICU at Melaka General Hospital which is called 'Hospital General Melaka' there. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am praying for the best and keep looking things at the brightside. Confused and scared at the moment as what are going to be my confirm actions is QUIT my job and to pray for the health of my grandmum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3803087813622592827?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3803087813622592827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3803087813622592827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3803087813622592827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3803087813622592827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-things-just-keep-raining-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-3413272403526795464</id><published>2008-03-20T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:42:21.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If its Fun that I am looking for, I can always count on Sab and Dom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if you have no plans for the day, nothing to do and feeling bored?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know about you but call some crazy friends and go crazy at school!!! Well supposed to be a day of school affairs but it turned out to be going crazy at school. Mainly the time was spent on stupidity and laughter and what better way to spend the day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JZwKmzDVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2Ooq8gUOgwY/s1600-h/19032008(033_6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JZwKmzDVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2Ooq8gUOgwY/s320/19032008(033_6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179801205445168466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go cray! Thats our moto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JZR6mzDUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b3_-FfkOZa4/s1600-h/19032008(023).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JZR6mzDUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b3_-FfkOZa4/s320/19032008(023).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179800685754125634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our own spotlights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JalamzDWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-LDuiMbCFQ8/s1600-h/19032008(035).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JalamzDWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-LDuiMbCFQ8/s320/19032008(035).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179802120273202530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was suppose to be done here, was not done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-3413272403526795464?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/3413272403526795464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=3413272403526795464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3413272403526795464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/3413272403526795464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-its-fun-that-i-am-looking-for-i-can.html' title='If its Fun that I am looking for, I can always count on Sab and Dom'/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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/_jAoP-nRtrVg/R-JZwKmzDVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2Ooq8gUOgwY/s72-c/19032008(033_6).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377413196128831488.post-5841780596594272301</id><published>2008-03-16T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:51:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog is done!! and What I did on Sat 16/03</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blog Finally done and What I did on Sat 15/03&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it, but it took me a whole week to create this &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING BLOG&lt;/strong&gt;. Got help from Domnic, Vanessa and Erwin, but there are still some things missing. Other than that, I had a blast spending the day at school with Dom and Herwan. Too many nonsense, Too little time. All and all it was a fn day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-5841780596594272301?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/5841780596594272301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=5841780596594272301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5841780596594272301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/5841780596594272301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-is-done-and-what-i-did-on-sat-1603.html' title='Blog is done!! and What I did on Sat 16/03'/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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-1377413196128831488.post-8479967876931606173</id><published>2008-03-14T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:59:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>creating a blog is hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377413196128831488-8479967876931606173?l=faceofafailure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/feeds/8479967876931606173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377413196128831488&amp;postID=8479967876931606173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8479967876931606173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377413196128831488/posts/default/8479967876931606173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faceofafailure.blogspot.com/2008/03/creating-blog-is-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Team 5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13767710480580938238</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>
