<?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-6018445</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:08:42.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:feEL dA bASs:.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-114096769691751745</id><published>2006-02-26T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:28:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Titus is no more</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/114096769691751745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/114096769691751745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114096769691751745' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-114053238359380105</id><published>2006-02-21T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:33:03.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no vick.. i din get the razr, i got a samsung instead. it's so much better and only $60 more.and i wanted to post smth.. but..ARGHHH!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/114053238359380105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/114053238359380105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114053238359380105' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113925490220833006</id><published>2006-02-07T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T03:41:42.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seems like i'm stepping back to the past everytime i read my old blog posts. it's like 2005 hasnt finished yet and i just got my o lvl results yesterday.wish i had more time for evrything. time just seems to be passing by faster. even i need 4 hours in the evening to catch up with sleep. that's a lot already.and i should be staying up so late. it;s 3.30am. and i'm not doing my project at all. ah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113925490220833006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113925490220833006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113925490220833006' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113909409132459932</id><published>2006-02-05T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T07:01:31.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay! it's official. i stayed up the whole night.the sky is turning blue and i hear the birds chirping away. i'll try to do my QT now.hope i don't fall asleep later in sermon. haha.oh i'll be getting my Razr V3 later too. =p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113909409132459932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113909409132459932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113909409132459932' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113908638423609529</id><published>2006-02-05T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:59:52.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant sleep. is it the teh peng or just my thoughts..i dun feel at ease. but..This is so going to be my house next time. haha!!lotsa thigns running thru my head.. i want this.. i want that.. i want to be this, i want to do that. why cant i be like this.. y is it like this..ARGH!gotta wake up in 3 hours time.just what is wrong with me? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113908638423609529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113908638423609529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113908638423609529' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113881292758533700</id><published>2006-02-02T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:57:10.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Till Death Do Us PartWhite LionAs we talk the golden mileDown the pretty aisleI know that you are mineAnd there's nothing in this worldThat I know that I would not doTo be near you everydayEvery hour every minuteTake my hand and let me lead the wayAll thru your lifeI'll be by your sideTill death do us partI'll be your friendMy love will never endTill death do us partWhen I wake up everydayWith </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113881292758533700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113881292758533700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113881292758533700' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113820714106244154</id><published>2006-01-26T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T01:31:58.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm tired.. i dunu if i've been spending too much time out.. i don't have time to even pack my cupboard.. do the laundry and wash the toilet.wait. i shouldnt even be doing all those.. but too bad for me.. i don't have a luxury of a maid.nv had time to spend at home with nothing to do. to reflect.. to do qt. i'm too tired after going out. i miss those times in secondary school. come home after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113820714106244154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113820714106244154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113820714106244154' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113760438115995462</id><published>2006-01-19T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T01:13:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's not me to really talk.. i don't really enjoy talking.. but it was nice today having dinner with galv. we finally talked cock today. heh. it's not really cock la. but it was nice.things arent as smooth sailing as they seem but i'm not gonna fall any further. i really admire the way galv stays faithful in God, and how willing he was to give up stuff that meant a lot to you, and serve with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113760438115995462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113760438115995462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113760438115995462' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113733518268921936</id><published>2006-01-15T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:26:22.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'd admit this time is a really low point on my walk with God. havent been reading the bible.. havent gone for web in 2 weeks.. nv really prayed.lotsa things i wish i didnt know.. wish it nv happened.i thought i was pretty ok with life a few months back. everything was smooth and slick. then suddenly. WHAM! everything went downhill. it's all the little litle things that add up. if god doesnt let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113733518268921936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113733518268921936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113733518268921936' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113699980646625475</id><published>2006-01-12T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:16:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok ok. deleted the last 3 posts. i sound like an emo kid who's gonna commit suicide some time. gotta clear up my tagboard and stuff.and u anonymous guy, i may not know who you are but..GOD BLESS YOU.it's been a rough ride since baptism. honestly. like.. i din mean to say or do things against God but i did. nobody's perfect and i'm just glad that i've got a forgiving, understanding and loving </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113699980646625475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113699980646625475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113699980646625475' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113189736773649442</id><published>2005-11-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T23:56:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright!!it's finally over..MUMMY!! it's over!!!lol. and yes! I've been baptised! baptised in the name of the father, son and holy spirit! amen!!we rented marshall stacks and all for Pleroma's set. and WOO!! it was great!! kinda great sound and all. but i heard the mixing wasnt so well done. and i knew i wasn't really tight with the band. guess i was too excited.. heh..Who cares man. God was soo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113189736773649442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113189736773649442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113189736773649442' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-113017090637758250</id><published>2005-10-25T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:21:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha yay.. i'll be gettin baptised on the 12th Nov. Pleroma will be playing too. oh man.. cant wait.went to sentosa on tue with my buddies. went a lil late cos actually i was lazy to wake up. =x went with leong. heh. saw elsa in the underpass and i told her she was getting fatter.. muahah.. evil me. =pthe very next day i went to the same place again. this time with my poly dudes and dudettes.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113017090637758250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/113017090637758250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113017090637758250' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112985994750249175</id><published>2005-10-21T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:59:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heh. realised i always blog at ard 2. so here's the exception. gahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112985994750249175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112985994750249175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112985994750249175' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112948675658190640</id><published>2005-10-17T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T02:19:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wanted to blog.. but got distracted until i dunu what to blog abt...anyways.. did up my blog alrdy... like it? heh..ok ok.. it wasnt me..=*THANK YOU NICOLE!!*=but anyways i did the trouble of relinking and linking everybody up.. told you i'd do it sooner or later! those whom i havent linked up pls tag ur links! i'd be glad to do so. link me up too ok? 'im gonna try to blog more often now.TRY.heh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112948675658190640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112948675658190640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112948675658190640' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112940237334285317</id><published>2005-10-16T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T02:52:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah ho... Hartke bass attack... does it all.. heh...damn well surprised jon today.. told him i'd bring my zoom instead.. muhaaha. was really surprised by the tone it brought thru in the grace sanct. definitely better than DI-ing the amp!$$ well spent! good tone at good price for good purpose.. playing in church! muahaha.. now just to get a compressor? hmm...nah.. maybe i should learn to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112940237334285317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112940237334285317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112940237334285317' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112914169436307815</id><published>2005-10-13T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T02:28:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>luther kidded me! there are hartke bass attacks in citymusic! grr...now to find the $$ to get one...forget my clothes and shoes for shopping! that's so mine!!! grr!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112914169436307815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112914169436307815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112914169436307815' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112894546349807133</id><published>2005-10-10T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T19:57:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7 things that scares me:1: spiders2: having a tough life ahead3: getting dumped4: my dad5: aliens (if there are any)6: seeing a mess (yea. my house scares me.. hey i'm neat ok! i even have a t-shirt that says that!7: being alone in the world7 things i love the most:1: God2: someone3: friends4: warwick basses (i dun hav one yet =D)5: my basses ( i seriously shud learn to be contented. heh)6: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112894546349807133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112894546349807133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112894546349807133' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112844646530181916</id><published>2005-10-05T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:21:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man.. i tink i look so geeky on stage..look at more vids... learn from them..learn dancing? haha. i cud pole dance with my rockbass.but i mean i gotta learn coordination. and how to get that "stuck in a rut" thing out of me. be a different person on stage man. haha.so anyway. for those who din come for our gig, here's the consoloation:better d/l it b4 it expires itself out...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112844646530181916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112844646530181916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112844646530181916' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112810073614083300</id><published>2005-10-01T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T01:18:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah ho ho!!Spanishfly rocked 3rd place just now! my first debut into the soft scene. heh. i wanna do it all over again. totally felt in the zone up there on stage. heh. hope i din look sissy or anything.and i just realised i wore the same thing i wore to my MILK gig. including the calvin klein boxers :Pi reached home at 5.30 washed up and got out of the house by 5.35 i tink. got into a cab at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112810073614083300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112810073614083300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112810073614083300' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112804430482492187</id><published>2005-09-30T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T09:38:24.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.. gig is on laterr..:D:D:D:Dmy first real gig. well kinda like my 2nd.. but real one.. as in.. we're playing a full set of 30 min! haha actually like 35.. cud be more if u want an encore! ppl! PLS SHOUT FOR AN ENCORE!heheso here it is:pls come ppl!! ahahsure to have a rocking good time! believe me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112804430482492187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112804430482492187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112804430482492187' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112689931075919971</id><published>2005-09-17T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T03:35:10.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>warwicks look better 4 stringed.. boo hoo.. how am i ever gonna get my 5?planning to just have 2 basses at the end of the day.4 string American Fender Jazz-bass5 string Warwick active with 3 band eq(any model that looks good, still deciding.) but unfortunately a thumb bass looks better 4 stringed...hmmm... maybe a 5 stringed rockbass? corvette? i could sell my streamer for a couple of hundred and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112689931075919971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112689931075919971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112689931075919971' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112654514180644324</id><published>2005-09-13T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T01:12:21.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seems that everyone is thinking about life as well.really wonder what i want to do when i grow up. no. i won't go around telling ppl to shut off the lights in a building forever. i'll be a CEO and i'll sit in my spacious office, put my legs up on my desk, shake them and sip wine. ah... hah that's the life. Donald trump man! =pi was at my grandpap's place on sunday for this farewell thingy or my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112654514180644324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112654514180644324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112654514180644324' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112620325510753983</id><published>2005-09-09T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T02:14:15.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> ME-5oB or Japanese Fender J bass?ARGH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112620325510753983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112620325510753983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112620325510753983' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112586936391355960</id><published>2005-09-05T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T05:29:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google Earth is so cool! you can get to anywhere in the world with crystal clear satellite images... from NYC to London to Paris and even Singapore! already bookmarked my home. it's not even a pixel big when the whole earth is shown. just realised the earth is soo damn huge. woo.. wondeful creation of God... anyhoo i'm gonna bring my lappy down to church nxt sun and show you guys. it's real cool.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112586936391355960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112586936391355960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112586936391355960' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112567880382659510</id><published>2005-09-03T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:33:23.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>u know wad? i totally suck at bass...seriously.lol. my technique and finger coordination aint there. i've been plucking downwards all this while causing unecessary 'slap' and i dun really alternate my fingers when i pluck...no wonder i can't play fast...anyway jonq sent me some sheehan and john myung vids.*picture jaw dropping down to the ground (or laptop keypad) and tongue rolling out like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112567880382659510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112567880382659510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112567880382659510' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112486693269708725</id><published>2005-08-24T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T15:02:12.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is gonna be my 135th post. haha...yea i know. really lagging in blogging. guess there;s not much to say except sch's beginning to stress me out again. sometimes i wish i was in one of the slacker courses but ah well.. i'm here in an ok-course. so juz strugle with it for the rest of my 3 years in NP.haha. din go to school today.. woke up with a bad headache. Nic says it's probably cos i slept</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112486693269708725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112486693269708725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112486693269708725' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112378818899794671</id><published>2005-08-12T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T03:23:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man. i've been really lagging with my blog posts... so i thouht i'd juz blog for the sake of it.anyway bout that la salle thing.. (btw it's pronounced ler sahl.. not la sell.. i know. i was in St anthony's pri sch. heh) met my aunt who happened to be at sonicfest doing stuff for the alpha course. really miss her. havent seen her in a long long time. she was the one who personally brought me to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112378818899794671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112378818899794671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112378818899794671' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112260221980530736</id><published>2005-07-29T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:59:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking about it...Not because i din have the results i expected in my common tests.. not because someone is there.. not because someone else is there..I dun think i wanna go around buildings and scold people for leaving the lights on.Yeap, that's FM (facilities manager) for you..I just woke up and thought about it this morning. i dunu wad i really wanna do man. Maybe sound is what i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112260221980530736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112260221980530736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112260221980530736' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112239280763433097</id><published>2005-07-26T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:46:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wonder why i started a blog in the first place.did i want attention? fame?maybe i did.it's totally not me to tell ppl about my stuff. i always think they're not impt to raise up and share.i'm quiet. i don't know how to talk if u really know me. i stutter and come up with stupid stuff to talk about. u nv see me cracking really good jokes.. just lame ones.i like to be quiet. that's who i am.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112239280763433097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112239280763433097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112239280763433097' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112133120278760944</id><published>2005-07-14T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T16:53:22.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayy... so this study break is almost over.. and i havent really studied... heh.here i am at home... wasting electricity and lifespan of my laptop.. listening to smooth jazz online. ahh.. relaxing as i close my eyes.. but when i open them up again the sheer mess of the room i'm in spoils the whole mood.i can never understand why my dad loves to buy stuff, keep them and never use them. stuff that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112133120278760944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112133120278760944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112133120278760944' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-112014808186355622</id><published>2005-07-01T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:14:41.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Generation Conference 2 was great!!bass slapping and popping and great booms from my rockbass.. thanx to that sansamp DI again! =PPnever felt so good playing for God before.. didn't feel strained.. i just let go.. and wowee! my bass playing definitely wasn't myself.. was totally spirit-led. Amen!had to do the stage and all and pack it back after everything... that was really tiring... and waking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112014808186355622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/112014808186355622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112014808186355622' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111937305087539256</id><published>2005-06-22T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:57:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm tired... i'm drained..dunu wad's been happening recently but i'm really drained of my energy.. there's juz so many things to do.maybe serving as worship i/c with everything in such short notice.. ppl on mission trip... stress of settling songs... musicians... who can make it.. who cant... making sure everybody knows wad to do and all.then now there's the prob with the colour code.. haha.. but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111937305087539256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111937305087539256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111937305087539256' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111876457840390951</id><published>2005-06-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:56:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Evermore - Hillsong United              Em                        CLost for words with all to say                    G                       D/F#Lord you take my breath away                 Em                  CStill my soul my soul cries out                      G      D/F#for you are Holy                          Em                      CAnd as I look apon your name              G</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111876457840390951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111876457840390951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111876457840390951' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111773090483766617</id><published>2005-06-03T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T00:48:24.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey hey hey!! i'm finally blogging in the comfort of my own room! my wireless router has just been set up! no more plugging the LAN cable into the modem and dialling up anymore!I LOVE MODERN TECHNOLOGY! =Doh. it isnt MY room. i actually share the room with the rest of my brothers. yes 3 of us. and boy are they messy..can't wait to move out... or at least have my own room. man.. how many times </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111773090483766617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111773090483766617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111773090483766617' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111703700806062146</id><published>2005-05-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:03:28.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new school, new life, new frens, new clothes to wear =D1D01 rocks! right from the start as i sat down for the opening talk during orientation we could all start talking like old friends. we even won all the games and set new records. EH BA!Poly life.. hmm really different.. firstly, i can't get used to the fact we're learning without uniforms.. haa. sounds funny. but wait till u experience it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111703700806062146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111703700806062146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111703700806062146' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111632290101830404</id><published>2005-05-17T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:41:41.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh scrap. i cant believe i woke up at 3.15 today.what a week it has been... for 2 consecutive saturdays i have been going down to church early.. IDMC for the previous week and just last saturday it was for the discipleship training course. gonna have to do this for the next few weeks. and esp on the weeks i play bass. it's gonna be tough.. bringing it down and back home.BASS IS HEAVY OK!but well,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111632290101830404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111632290101830404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111632290101830404' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111556924817460442</id><published>2005-05-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T00:20:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooo yea!!!IDMC worship rocked!had my rockbass with a sweeeet amp with great acoustics ard the main sanct with a sansamp bass driver DI!!WOOO!!!!cool eh? thx mel!!tink my rockbass was too punchy for the slow songs.. but sure they rocked anyway!! mx screwed up a lil bit and i had no idea whether to follow matt or mx so i stoppd playing. crap. muz haf felt wierd lar... but in no time we covered it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111556924817460442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111556924817460442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111556924817460442' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111483268905280851</id><published>2005-04-30T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T11:44:49.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day at work yesterday....WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!haha. jon prophesized that i'd dream of work last nite.. and yea i did! haha. said it happened to him on his last day too..Last sandwich made:Special Chicken and Triple-Bacon sandwich on brown </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111483268905280851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111483268905280851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111483268905280851' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111461776261210981</id><published>2005-04-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:15:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wanted to post smth. but screw it.wrote out so much and realise that the text formatting is screwed.heh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111461776261210981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111461776261210981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111461776261210981' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111456859718345343</id><published>2005-04-27T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:48:57.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! the song is up!!I GOT A SAVIOUR AND HE'S LIVING IN ME!WO AH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111456859718345343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111456859718345343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111456859718345343' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111452741416389590</id><published>2005-04-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T22:56:54.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah..remember what i said about not blogging till i get a cool blog layout?woo hoo!!thanks nicole!! =D =DNgee Ann.. yay!!Facilities Management for business.. now that's a mouthful. i juz dun wanna end up being an OM who's an ex-pilot or police officer (insider's joke). LOLnow juz cant wait till i get my lappy toppy!! hahaWork at o'briens is ending on friday!!WEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hate working there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111452741416389590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111452741416389590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111452741416389590' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111228397685066011</id><published>2005-03-31T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:46:16.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yea. havent blogged in a while.i have so many things to say. but what's the point? it'll all end up nowhere.i havent felt this way for so long. dun want to, but.. ahh..this blog is so screwed now.no more blogging.THIS BLOG IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED.********************************************************************</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111228397685066011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111228397685066011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111228397685066011' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111064871808397685</id><published>2005-03-13T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T01:31:58.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oph shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh hit ohs hit ohs hit oh shit oh shit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111064871808397685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111064871808397685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111064871808397685' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111021627377043532</id><published>2005-03-08T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T01:24:33.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yawn.skipped work to apply at la salle today... yep.. and i saw her name over there. on the interview and audition date paper. 2nd april.had to call my boss up to confirm my shift for tml. and.. it sucks. we only can work for 4.5 hours a day. pay will be nuts.oh yea. he made some noise abt us not being there everyday. lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111021627377043532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111021627377043532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111021627377043532' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-111004796580994543</id><published>2005-03-06T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:39:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YEA!riding with the windows down, oakley shades on and elbow sticking outta the window.hearing the tyres scream as we floor the accelerator out of traffic light junctions once it's green.haha yea!but too.. bad.. the car isn't ours.. and it's going soon...boo hoo...had the priviledge of having my bro drive me to church today. haha. and got nicole to tag along as well.. lol. she stopped knitting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111004796580994543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/111004796580994543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111004796580994543' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110987187574743836</id><published>2005-03-04T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T01:44:35.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woo hoo! my bro can finally drive!!he gave me a ride to CG at nic's hse today. lol! was damn fun! that mitsubishi mirage..  ahh.. dunu if i can slp tonite again.anyhoo... in the carpark, he pulled the handbrake and fishtailed perfectly into a parking lot.tai-co lar..aww man.. can't wait for sat.. no more lugging my bass thru the crowded bus and sweating in the hot sun as i trod past the reservoir</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110987187574743836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110987187574743836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110987187574743836' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110968870142838968</id><published>2005-03-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:51:41.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh.. did i mention:I PASSED MY CL B!!!!!YAY!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110968870142838968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110968870142838968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110968870142838968' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110961516064905144</id><published>2005-03-01T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:26:00.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well oh well oh well.11 years of education brought me down to this day.and well. i'm ok with it.. not too proud.. not too shy abt it.English - 1E maths - 2Science - 2Humanities - 7art - 7wel at least i got a D7 for my art.. and i told ya peeps i'd alrdy be happy if i got that! =D=D=Dso.. poly? i dunu.. i can go to biotech... but.. ahh.. i'm having 2nd thoughts to my plans i made before.so.. ahh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110961516064905144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110961516064905144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110961516064905144' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110952040420437616</id><published>2005-02-27T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:28:08.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. matter settled.i'm NOT goin for NS so soon. heh.but i still gotta report for that medical test.. but it'll prove to be redundant right? after all they're gonna give me another aptitude test just before i go in. that'll be like 2-3 years later?oh and yest the fish bone was in full swing! me jon and nic were almost up to our heads with chocomoco, chunkey monkey.. oh and not to mention.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110952040420437616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110952040420437616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110952040420437616' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110926112723635664</id><published>2005-02-25T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T00:05:27.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH NO!! OH NO!!pls pls.. i forgot to regioster for my NS and now i gotta report.. what if they won't let me defer? argh!! pls pls.. dun lemme go NS yet. at least let me have my diploma or something before i go...and pls u ppl. dun say: "hor... you're done for.."or: "die la"pls.. no...and the anxiety of O lvl results coming out on monday... crap...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110926112723635664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110926112723635664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110926112723635664' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110913481276230217</id><published>2005-02-23T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T13:00:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>missed work again!!argh!always seems to be on a wednesday. crap. i lost $100+ worth of pay alrdy.. after missing work once every week.stupid stupid stupid me. argh...hmm. i don't have the mood to blog anymore.. so gez i'll be updating less often... or until i get a new blog..i dunu wad's been up with me lately.. missing work.. insomnia.. stress of o level results? nah. something bigger.. i don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110913481276230217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110913481276230217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110913481276230217' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110908602859461437</id><published>2005-02-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T23:27:08.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahh.okayy.. let's see if we can make it to sonicfest this year.themis, keith, mingxuan, victoria, euphe galv, let's sit down and have a good talk. time to get cracking!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110908602859461437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110908602859461437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110908602859461437' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110839553046227570</id><published>2005-02-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:38:50.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One year ago...the setting sun, the sand beneath our feet, the food, the planes flying overhead.One year ago...$200 flew away...One year later...I'm working my ass off for that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110839553046227570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110839553046227570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110839553046227570' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110787894563519006</id><published>2005-02-09T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T00:09:05.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  woo!! I'm a cool guy!!why do i seem to always blog afte 12am?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110787894563519006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110787894563519006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110787894563519006' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110779581676098475</id><published>2005-02-08T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:03:36.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time to start something.God finally spoke to me.i think now is the time to start web worship anew with proper organization.it's time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110779581676098475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110779581676098475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110779581676098475' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110770765600971507</id><published>2005-02-07T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T00:34:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something's wrong within me.i woke up saturday feeling numb and thoughtless.you know... those days where u suddenly feel weird...lately i'm not myself, i'm not in the mood to socialize.. i'm more quiet than i use to be last week. like i juz wanna be alone for a while..i don't even know what for.perhaps i'll just let God speak to me in the quietness.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110770765600971507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110770765600971507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110770765600971507' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110744798424434112</id><published>2005-02-04T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T00:26:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>look what you've done.i've gotta clean up my tagboard now.stupid. shudn't you be happy when a guy doesn't wanna talk to your girl anymore? what kind of stupid mentality do you have?you expect me to take all this lying down?no way.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110744798424434112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110744798424434112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110744798424434112' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110702517947351988</id><published>2005-01-30T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:59:39.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't make burgers!puh-lease! i'm not working at some crap place like macdonald's!i make gourmet sandwiches!and that Ibanez isn't mine...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110702517947351988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110702517947351988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110702517947351988' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110701859609758105</id><published>2005-01-30T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T01:36:09.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh crap.i'm not earning enuff. my whole month's pay of ard $400 is gonna be gone.transport costs, buy a beer for my dad, debts of $200 since a year ago.if only i didn't last year. crap. now i gotta pay for my folly.No use smsing me. i will NEVER reply.the photos galv took on tue are here! check it out at http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2131639219&amp;mode=invite !loli didn't go to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110701859609758105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110701859609758105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110701859609758105' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110667685045467602</id><published>2005-01-26T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T02:14:10.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>galvin visited us today!er.. theoretically speaking, yesterday =Dhaha. too bad he came when the boss was around. otherwise cud haf given him free food. too bad he had to pay.even had *lunch* with him ard 4. our custom made triple deckers totally monstered his bacon and egg sandwich. haha. felt kinda bad.things for the band seem to be falling in place. even nicole offered her dance group </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110667685045467602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110667685045467602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110667685045467602' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110650207115713411</id><published>2005-01-24T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T01:41:11.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah. yes. finally got thru with my ipod. It's mine NOW!so elsa. NO. i will NOT lend it to you. boos. *sticks my tongue out*oh well. work again tml.but pay day is coming sooN!*cheers and claps*i'm gonna cut n colour my hair.. go for a facial, get an mp3 for my mum (to replace her ipod. it's mine now. =D), repay my dad back for my rockbass, add an active preamp to it, pay off my debts...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110650207115713411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110650207115713411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110650207115713411' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110630329513714631</id><published>2005-01-21T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T18:28:15.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do I feel like I did again?the hurt, the pain and shame.all over again, all over again.I thought I had set it free.But it's coming back to haunt me.Why do I cringe when I see her face?It's like the blow of a mace.all over again, all over again.What's the point burning with rage?they're just pictures in my head.but unlike yours, they don't burn.They RETURN.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110630329513714631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110630329513714631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110630329513714631' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110598206522829227</id><published>2005-01-18T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:14:25.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>battle scars.two on my left arm.the toaster got me.the coffee machine did me in too.but i'm not dead...... yet.heh.yes victoria. nice guys like me are still alive despite being a casualty of war. heh.it's 1.10 now and i've gotta wake up by 5.30. be @ work by 7am.yes. thanx to my ipod mini i gotta convert all my songs to .AAC files.and batt life only lasts up to 8 hours.that's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110598206522829227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110598206522829227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110598206522829227' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110552931202165417</id><published>2005-01-12T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T19:28:32.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha work is fun..make sandwiches for the rich ass expats who talk with a potato in their mouths(lol. MASH potato =D)triple deckers.. kerry style ham n cheese... toostie..argh!but hey. i heard from my colleague (finally i can use that word :D) that the boss is pleased with me. heh. so much for being thrown into the lion's den on the 1st day. shows how effective crash courses are.like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110552931202165417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110552931202165417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110552931202165417' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110500907089377599</id><published>2005-01-06T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:57:50.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! i got a job!working at O'briens sandwich bar in town. will even be doing deliveries to offices. sounds fun! and i'm sure there'll be lotsa time to slack. easy money.. heh.but forget abt the 1k a month. i can't work the full shift.. yet. i'll see what can be done.then i'll go get that hillsong + delirious DVD! muahaha.having a little problem with the set up on my Rockbass. yea it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110500907089377599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110500907089377599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110500907089377599' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110477493529828968</id><published>2005-01-04T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T02:04:28.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muahah. you people are in school and i get to sleep late and relax.NO SCHOOL!NO HOMEWORK!NO TEACHERS BOTHERING ME!NO NEED TO IRON UNIFORM!NO NEED TO WAKE UP EARLY!NO NEED TO WORRY ABOUT STUDIES!YAY!!!!!after 11 long years of studying and waking up early, this is my reward!at least for the next few months. heh.this year. oh yea. it's gonna be a fresh start. gonna put the past behind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110477493529828968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110477493529828968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110477493529828968' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110406354438963150</id><published>2004-12-26T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T20:19:04.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh well oh well..MERRY CHRISTMAS PPL!there it goes. one year. the year that i dreaded the moment i dropped to the N(a) stream. my buddies are away in poly and a few of us were stuck in secondary school.this year breezed past very quickly indeed. a lot of things have happened. and as i look back now, it has helped me grow stronger. Lance Armstrong (multiple Tour de France champion) once said</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110406354438963150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110406354438963150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110406354438963150' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110362320651760477</id><published>2004-12-21T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:00:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know wad?i think i'm beginning to miss school.not the lessons though!recess.. trying to cover each others' asses.. acting blur in front of cheen (DM)... relac at the bench outside the 3rd storey gal's toilet (and letting the new and young teachers fear the sec 5s as they walk to their classes. *grinz*)oh well. all that has come to pass. i'm sick of classes and all too.gah.NEED A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110362320651760477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110362320651760477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110362320651760477' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110345142637235330</id><published>2004-12-19T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T18:17:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. i just couldn't worship well today.sound sucked. totally sucked. all i heard was a mess. piano, guitar. wait. i dun even think i heard the elec guitars. i cudn't even hear myself.  i don't know how or why but yesterday's practice was much better.. but.. 5 hrs of playing. really takes a toll on you. slept at 9. pretty amazing for the insomniac like me.then clarice woke me up.. grr.. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110345142637235330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110345142637235330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110345142637235330' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110295612365208237</id><published>2004-12-14T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T01:13:35.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH YEA!Saturday was a blast! and it was indeed a blessing too! for those who missed our jam at xmas @ the square.. aww man.. u missed the greatest show ever (excuding G3. lol)for the oblivious, themis, oliver, serene and me were chosen by matt to do the rap thingy (originally composed by Pastor Chris Long, shared with us during Ambition Camp. watch out for copyright matt!). some of the lyrics</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110295612365208237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110295612365208237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110295612365208237' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110249589711123450</id><published>2004-12-08T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T16:51:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boring holidays.. totally boring.. i want a job! i want money!! they still haven't called me!gah. but last night was sure damn fun. lol. a few of us stayed up the whole night for fun. went banana hunting. LOL!!here's just a scene of what happened."hey look! bananas!""eh.. don't take so much la. let's go.""no no! this one looks good."dumb joe. heh. u had to be there to fully appreciate</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110249589711123450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110249589711123450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110249589711123450' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110227099650818245</id><published>2004-12-06T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T02:27:58.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woo. so i really did went cycling! haha.. they were online and were bored so i stirred up their passion for cycling again.. haha. went down to DS with joe house to fix his flat tyre and modify his bike.. *shakes head and laughs*dun ask me how or what. he did it. haha..had some breakfast at 4am and then went back home to sleep.ahh vampire hours. but who cares? my parents weren't around. lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110227099650818245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110227099650818245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110227099650818245' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110209805372331241</id><published>2004-12-04T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T02:20:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahh. was supposed to go overnite cycling tonight. cancelled last min. but those ppl are online! played me out. argh.oh well, chances like this are hard to come by. my parents outta town.. sian.. stayed home almost the whole day. wasted. they're coming back tml.well guys. dun say i always pang seh ar.. u all also..some things shud be best zipped up although u really feel this itch to say it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110209805372331241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110209805372331241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110209805372331241' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110205167074458905</id><published>2004-12-03T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T13:27:50.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah.. my parents are outta town today. man. why am i still rotting my life away at home? man i shud be goin out. doing things i can do as a teenager. and not stay home like some mommy's kid like how they always treat me.so freedom today.WOO HOO!but what's the use when everybody's busy?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110205167074458905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110205167074458905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110205167074458905' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110200109661515303</id><published>2004-12-02T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T23:24:56.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woo hoo.I'm goin for Audio Engineering!! finally got thru with my dad. yea. but if i do really well then i guess i'll go for Business Studies in Ngee Ann. they say tt there lotsa gals there. =Dalso, i think it's time for the raze praze ministry to get serious. i dun think it should be just practice on saturday then playing for service on sunday. i believe we really should get serious abt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110200109661515303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110200109661515303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110200109661515303' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110189006161797452</id><published>2004-12-01T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T16:34:21.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i feel out of place. yea. somehow i juz dun belong. (gee. simple plan really sums it up so well)or is it cos i'm not forceful enuff? maybe i'm juz too much of a nice guy.dun wanna be made use of. i'm gonna show em the tough side.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110189006161797452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110189006161797452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110189006161797452' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110174624577416394</id><published>2004-11-30T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T00:37:25.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YEA! got a new bass pickup!no more empty sounds without mids coming out from my bass! now it's total clarity of notes and thumps. also no more wheezing sounds when my fingers rub against the strings when the tone knob is set to full! woohoo!! FENDER J BASS you can WAIT! lol!ya.. ok.. not so upset abt the chalet now. man. i was juz thinkin.. maybe we could juz go n sneak in and stay there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110174624577416394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110174624577416394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110174624577416394' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110165779068510045</id><published>2004-11-29T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T00:03:10.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k la.. i sound so immature in my previous posts. i was juz pissed that this had to be so last minute.i HOPE that the next chalets will not be spoiled the same way.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110165779068510045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110165779068510045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110165779068510045' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110164892364021688</id><published>2004-11-28T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T21:35:23.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back home after so long.. the bed never felt softer in my entire life.church camp was SUPER GREAT!! God's presence was totally there! and Pastor Chris Long was totally hilarious. and he's right. Pastor Long's sermons are LONG. lol. but what kept us into them was all the jokes. but most importantly was his message. and God's plan for us. i was greatly touched. so was everyone else. but i'm sure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110164892364021688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110164892364021688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110164892364021688' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110096643444420340</id><published>2004-11-21T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:00:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k.. really haven't been blogging for a while. thank you ppl for keeping my tagboard moving. heh.whew! O LEVELS ARE OVER!!! WEE!!well. not exactly.. science MCQ and Chinese B listening compre on mon.but who cares? u dun hafta study fer those.. muahaha!!Yea peeps art is done and over with!! ahh.. feel so much better.. but not abt the results i'll get.. expecting D7 or less for art. and i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110096643444420340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110096643444420340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110096643444420340' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110042414593682168</id><published>2004-11-14T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T17:22:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. i'm gonna bore you all with my ranting again. here goes:ART SUX!! ART SUX!! ART SUX!!k.. feel better already.but i gotta say thanx to my mum (euphe :D) for giving me INSPIRATION to do my art. she helped me think of a topic to do and gave me ideas. what a mom, wouldn't u say?so there i was juz now on my bed ( i don't even have a proper desk. is that cool or what?) TRYING to draw a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110042414593682168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110042414593682168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110042414593682168' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110016885749121151</id><published>2004-11-11T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T18:27:37.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a lot better if we're not talking.Anyway, the laziness bug in me is starting up again.I HAVEN'T DONE MY ART PREP WORK!!nah... the previous one's done. here comes paper 2.damn.I've no idea what to do and what to start with. the only yhting i can think of is starting work and getting my jazz bass and jamming and.... *dreamz*oh well. my grand dad is in hospital. saw him juz now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110016885749121151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110016885749121151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110016885749121151' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-110002141637165139</id><published>2004-11-10T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T01:30:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man.. i'm so bored online..  can't really sleep.. cos i slept the whole day.. heh. dun wanna become a vampire.. sleep in the day and slog at nite.. maybe this'd prepare me for my job.oh yea. i'm goin for the job interview later on. gonna work in a factory in the night shift.. 7pm - 7am. 12 hrs of work.. but the pay is DAMN good. heh heh.. my Fender Jazz Bass will be a reality then.but hey,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110002141637165139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/110002141637165139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110002141637165139' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109990395365753147</id><published>2004-11-08T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T16:52:33.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I DON'T WANT TO SEE "HIS" FACE IN MY FRIENDSTER ACCOUNT.sorry i had to do it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109990395365753147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109990395365753147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109990395365753147' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109990269530086734</id><published>2004-11-08T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T16:31:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chem tml.. dargh.. supposed to be at cheese's hse studying with him right now. but i'll bet he's still sleeping.. i'll be nice enuff not to wake him up.. lol.oh.. i forgot to bring my calculator for math today. THANK GOD ms lee (my other mum. sorry euphe!! yea.. i'm a whore. i'm cheating on my own mum.. lol) got my back! myA1 goes to her.. lol. yea.. the paper was do-able. so i still have some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109990269530086734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109990269530086734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109990269530086734' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109967732327606106</id><published>2004-11-06T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T01:55:23.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.. 2 'teh's now i wun be able to sleep. my heart's beating irregularly.. damn..overdose of caffeine.. heh..wad am i tokin abt? it's only two cups of tea!i'm so restless. i need some kicks.. (no not on my ass.. thanx anyway.)man.. it was great juz now.. 10 of us!! 10 OF US!! finally.. after so long.. man.. we hardly get to see each other nowadays.. as in.. ALL of us together.. some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109967732327606106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109967732327606106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109967732327606106' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109948062191836005</id><published>2004-11-03T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T19:17:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that's it man.. that's it...(maN.. i'm beginning to sound a lot like kevin.. am i gonna go where he is goin too? lol)i just HAD to fall sick during my o lvls.. yea.. right before the first paper i had a sore throat, that soon evolved to cough, now flu, with fever. damn. dun think i'm doing that well either.so now how? struggle with a lousy course? electrical engineering? can i even get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109948062191836005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109948062191836005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109948062191836005' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109916168641750758</id><published>2004-10-31T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T02:41:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah. look at the time...hold on. this is soo going to be random.haven't been bloggin for a while.. u guys miss me? :pfinally i can talk to her.. but.. it ain't the same.. nvr will..was at my uncle's pub juz now. lol. 2 beers and one whiskey coke. and i'm still sober!!stuck between my parent's church and my present church. i dun wanna leave..can't sleep.think maybe i should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109916168641750758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109916168641750758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109916168641750758' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109867989904146272</id><published>2004-10-25T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T13:03:57.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wee! my new simcard is active!dargh! i can't set up my WAP/GPRS now..well.. yesterday i retrieved a squished up paper from the washing line out of my shirt pocket.. i could barely make out the words there until it said:"GCE O LEVEL TIME TABLE"then i thought: "Oh ****!!!"so it's been cleaned up by dynamo and tumbled around and left to dry..cool.no sweat actually. i can get a new one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109867989904146272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109867989904146272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109867989904146272' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109858418932301725</id><published>2004-10-24T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T23:10:07.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whew.. ok.. finally.. that dumb virus is removed, i've got a new hp, and suddenly.. LIFE'S GOOD!(no.. i didn't get an LG phone)well, most of all, i'm ecstactic over the fact that my CCA pts can be used as a subject in my O lvls.. something new.. man.. now i'm kinda glad that i dropped to normal!! ha.. So there's one A1 setteld for me. Praise God!but still.. some things bring me down. it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109858418932301725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109858418932301725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109858418932301725' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109817910033353367</id><published>2004-10-19T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T17:45:00.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>someday.. life will be back to normal..someday.. i can slack..someday.. i'd be happy..someday.. i won't have to worry..someday.. life will juz be about guitars, CS and pokemon..pika.. pikachu!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109817910033353367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109817910033353367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109817910033353367' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109766442770997655</id><published>2004-10-13T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T18:47:07.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>art is buggin me. always does. rite. tml is REALLY the last day to hand in my prep work. i'm 3/4 done. but i can't do anything more now cos i need some stuff in school. oh well. Did my part already!ian's got me digging into my creaky drawer to find my gameboy now. man, i'm gonna beat him with my Pikachu juz like i always do. haha..!i feel like i've been drifting these few days. literally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109766442770997655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109766442770997655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109766442770997655' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109758562774324285</id><published>2004-10-12T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T20:53:47.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heh.. juz reading thru my old tagboard posts. gota thank u ppl 4 visiting my blog and tagging smth. even though its juz: TAG!! keeps me goin. hehdang. art sux. art sux. art sux. or is it cos i'm lazy and i din do my prep work early.. ah.. skipped school today so i had an excuse to do my prep work. but all i managed to do was colour one picture for 2 hrs today. i take a long time. dunu y. maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109758562774324285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109758562774324285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109758562774324285' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109749212599299292</id><published>2004-10-11T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T18:55:25.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah.. it's amazing!! only 5 ppl are online rite now!! muz be mugin away.. unlike me. still happily slacking even though my deadline for art prep is tml. but no fair! nicole gets to hand in her's later...so was rushing thru my prep work juz now while ian accompanied me with his gameboy.. playing pokemon.. claiming to conquer the whole pokemon world. yea.. ian.. u noe him. the little kid. haa..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109749212599299292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109749212599299292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109749212599299292' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109713181955214675</id><published>2004-10-07T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T14:50:19.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>late for school again. damn 187. stupid slow service. y can't u TIBS guyz... wait.. now SMRT.. yea.. y not u guys understand that ppl like me need to get to school on time? not too early or late!?late for 3 times now.. damn.oh yea.. the o lvl pupils had to stay back in the quadrangle for some briefing. Old chan asked us if we could hear him cos he wasn't using a mic. then some stupid fella (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109713181955214675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109713181955214675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109713181955214675' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109698725828497674</id><published>2004-10-05T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:40:58.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*burp*yea.. i'm drunk. expect lotsa typos. u can't blame me for being drunk.hiding one's feelings and pretending to be happy is not worth it. it juz hurts more.so "y drink?" u guyz ask.i wouldn't have been drunk today. i would have been studying together with her. i would have been holding her hand. i would be feeling so happy. overjoyed.if not for a loser showing up ~~~ of a sudden.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109698725828497674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109698725828497674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109698725828497674' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109688912392247115</id><published>2004-10-04T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T19:25:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>!!i can't believe i scored 23 marks for my english summary.. i'm not sure if i got an A1. =pEnglish was the onli paper that i tried real hard. the rest?well.. :D :D :D :D =pwhile i was at fang's place, his dad opened the door of his room in the morning and stared for a long time. gez he was stunned to see me.. i pretended to sleep.. haalast nite my uncle came over and again, we were used </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109688912392247115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109688912392247115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109688912392247115' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109666188177930256</id><published>2004-10-02T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T04:18:01.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>look at the time.. wow.. i'm now at fang's hse.. he was so kind to let me stay over at his place for the nite. his folks are sleepin and he's takin his shower. wonder wad time i'm gonna get out.. ahh.. feel so fresh now..well, my dad din answer my calls and nobody picked up the phone at home.. so i sent my dad an sms sayin i'll stay out he nv replied.. or is it cos my phone's freaking brain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109666188177930256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109666188177930256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109666188177930256' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109629621807221747</id><published>2004-09-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T22:43:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whew.. haven blogged 4 a while.. not that i'm studying or anything.. haa. so i gez motivation's coming back. i'm moving on.. need to wait a while.. get more in touch with God.. do my quiet time.. and i'll be back the way i was before.I felt that Sunday's worship was great. they were simple songs that i could create progressing basslines with and i thought it sounded cool.. wonder why i can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109629621807221747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109629621807221747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z3r0gravity.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629621807221747' title=''/><author><name>Z3r0_G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07701748100064836417</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018445.post-109578453327972896</id><published>2004-09-22T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T00:35:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh where oh where has my motivation gone to? there's simply no will to study.. for the whole of my prelims i nv opened my notes or txtbook at all and i mean it.. i really haven't. my art? it's done for. finshed. kaput. onli 10 drawings, no proper drafts or anyhting else. ppl have all finished their prep work.tml, or rather later on is my physics paper. and here i am, in front of the com screen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109578453327972896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018445/posts/default/109578453327972896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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