<?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-6192306642658085432</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:28:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoop your Whoop</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-3988862265528337940</id><published>2009-08-23T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:36:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be.</title><content type='html'>Ok. I presume most of you came here on account of finding out my side of the argument. Let's go, fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, do you even know why I left City Harvest? Have you honestly asked me in person why I left? Forgive me if I have left you out, but the people i recall telling are; Pearlyn, Darren, Rohan, Kai Xiang, Hao Cher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just summarise what I told all of them. I don't like it in City Harvest anymore. I'm not flaming the church. I just don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say she never came along. I never got together with her. Where would I be now?&lt;br /&gt;Either:&lt;br /&gt;1. Miserable as fuck staying in the church, feeling miserable forcing myself to serve and attend regularly.&lt;br /&gt;Or 2. Already left the church.&lt;br /&gt;*Any of you, feel free to talk to me regarding my spiritual life and why i dislike City Harvest if you doubt what I've said so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can see, whether or not she came along wouldn't have had much effect. You say she dragged me away? The word 'drag' connotes that she pulled me out of there against my will. What she did in fact, was help me do what I had been wanting to do for a long time. So in fact, I thank God for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people taught me that the Voice of God was one that calms you. When making the final decision to stay or leave, I was much calmer with the idea of leaving City Harvest and not going back. If i were to stay, I'd be a wreck. I'm going to go with my conscience (aka the Holy Spirit) and say that God told me to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, you all have no business in what I choose to do, or even what I choose to believe in. Who, what, where, when, why and how I worship is entirely up to me. I could go and worship Tom Cruise by putting my leg over my head at the void deck of Block 252 amk ave 2 at 1337h with a burning ham on a stick in my mouth, AND IT WOULD STILL BE NONE OF YOUR BLOODY GODDAMN FUCKING BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I used God and fuck in the same sentence. Shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still believe in God. I believe He sent His son to die on the cross for me. And that's all that matters isn't it? John 3:16. That, and I follow the two most important commandments like Jesus said; love God, and love your neighbour. Correct me if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Analogy time*&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to force feed me like some dog. Stop dragging me back to your house. If I'm hungry I'll go find food by myself, and I know other places where I can find it. Strays are happier than dogs abused by their owners.&lt;br /&gt;*Analogy time end*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's people like you who turn off non-believers from coming to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;It's people like you who make people stop believing God exists.&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I'd rather spend eternity in hell than in heaven with you people, if it weren't for the fact that I'd be wasting His sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for my side of the story. Time to address certain individual people and groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Mao: In case you're wondering. I have, more or less, forgiven you. But I am not going to put my trust in you anytime soon. Not after how you betrayed it. So I am not going to believe a word you say, for a long time. Oh ya. Please get your parents to stop evangelizing mine. It's irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOFU: Gengar? Seriously. How the fuck would you think that'd work? Since you're speaking in Pokemon terms, I'll speak it too. You don't even have the BALLS to catch a ghastly (your  infinite money doesn't work here boy) how would you expect to train one into a haunter. And if you think you're gonna get a gengar by trading; no one ever wants to play with you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else caught in the middle: Please, stay out of this. It'll just be one big waste of time for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-3988862265528337940?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3988862265528337940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=3988862265528337940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/3988862265528337940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/3988862265528337940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-it-be.html' title='Let it be.'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-2188589486787945482</id><published>2009-08-08T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:54:26.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am finished with you.</title><content type='html'>You never fail&lt;br /&gt;but your people, they do.&lt;br /&gt;Your bride, she makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That house of Yours I came to&lt;br /&gt;so warm welcoming, exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Now as a member of the household,&lt;br /&gt;I see behind the blinds, facade.&lt;br /&gt;Self-righteousness behind sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner, landlord. &lt;br /&gt;Kind, forgiving, providing.&lt;br /&gt;But those in the house know no&lt;br /&gt;privacy, restraint.&lt;br /&gt;Blind and deaf they speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunt you down.&lt;br /&gt;They find you.&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious to the sign on the doorknob;&lt;br /&gt;"DO NOT DISTURB"&lt;br /&gt;Dogs can't read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But You.&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that deserves praise.&lt;br /&gt;And You have more house than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving here.&lt;br /&gt;Find another place.&lt;br /&gt;To find You again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your people, they fail.&lt;br /&gt;But you never will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-2188589486787945482?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2188589486787945482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-6285632802553427720</id><published>2009-07-11T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:49:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100709</title><content type='html'>According to my bio teacher&lt;br /&gt;The heart has nothing to do with emotions&lt;br /&gt;Then why.&lt;br /&gt;Why did i feel it being tugged&lt;br /&gt;Why the heartache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I realised you weren't there with me&lt;br /&gt;To relive that memory of that night.&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce and remember&lt;br /&gt;Love in its purest form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;Keep it in heart, the date.&lt;br /&gt;100709&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-6285632802553427720?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6285632802553427720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=6285632802553427720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/6285632802553427720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/6285632802553427720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/07/100709.html' title='100709'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-2935229258484025022</id><published>2009-07-05T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:22:45.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling emotionally constipated.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to feel feelings&lt;br /&gt;I know they're there&lt;br /&gt;somewhere&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO FEEL&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like blogging&lt;br /&gt;for no particular reason&lt;br /&gt;Try to get my thoughts in check&lt;br /&gt;Organised in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how love works out&lt;br /&gt;One falls behind and drags down the other&lt;br /&gt;Both push each other up&lt;br /&gt;One gets left behind&lt;br /&gt;The other pulls up&lt;br /&gt;And both are higher than before.&lt;br /&gt;Funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 seconds to mars is epic.&lt;br /&gt;From Yesterday contains 1000 Chinese soldiers with flags&lt;br /&gt;"On his face is a map of the world"&lt;br /&gt;That line resonates in me although i have&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;IDEA&lt;br /&gt;what it's supposed to mean&lt;br /&gt;(or do i?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;fun&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;press&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;enter&lt;br /&gt;key&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;every&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;word&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K you're getting a headache i'll stop with the enter spamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE&lt;br /&gt;PUT YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST&lt;br /&gt;DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. (boom-boom, boom-boom, KAK!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok GOODBYE GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG AND GOOD NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-2935229258484025022?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2935229258484025022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=2935229258484025022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/2935229258484025022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/2935229258484025022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-yesterday.html' title='From Yesterday.'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-4661700648971913098</id><published>2009-06-20T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:36:20.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm..</title><content type='html'>I think I've totally changed.&lt;br /&gt;I used to write these epic long blogposts...&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it seems more like poetry like this&lt;br /&gt;Just stanzas&lt;br /&gt;of lines&lt;br /&gt;And lines made of words&lt;br /&gt;made up of letters&lt;br /&gt;and pixels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling really scared.&lt;br /&gt;Not the kind of screamer movie scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of my own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm betraying myself&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Terrified I actually might do it if the need shows itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel quite happy and calm.&lt;br /&gt;Though i kinda wish tomorrow won't come.&lt;br /&gt;Found comfort ironically&lt;br /&gt;in someone who used to do the opposite for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's doomsday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;God is with me!&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-4661700648971913098?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/4661700648971913098/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-6533214786983714852</id><published>2009-06-14T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:11:02.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEN A LONG TIME.</title><content type='html'>WOW I'M ACTUALLY POSTING AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.....shitload has happened these past weeks. months. whatever. if i even MENTION most of them it would take way too long. so all i'll say is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st month. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-6533214786983714852?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6533214786983714852/comments/default' title='Post 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But my MSN and FB fast has finished! *quote ben tay* OHH YEAHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really have been too many things that went on to write about. So I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading random blogs which i remember the url to for some reason. And I came upon cel's post about SYF. I dunno if it's her writing or me, but it really did make me feel almost like crying. Or maybe it's just cos it's 1 am. Iunno. Makes me wonder why everyone in guitar orch is so... slack. IN a way i GUESS it's good. We're all calm and confident. But... meh. I don't even know what i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been feeling real shagged these past days. Feels like there's barely anything to look forward to, anything to live for. I know, I know, live for God. It's just that, what does He want me to do now. I have no idea. Well not yet. I pray that I'll pray. That I'll pray for direction. (and if any of you muggers reading this think that i should STUDY, that word is not in my vocabulary. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehhe I'm just posting cos i don't want to sleep. Reminds me of that time I was doing my IOP essay until 2 plus in the morning. Then i decided that if i slept it would only make me sleepy. So i would stay awake. Watching ACROSS THE UNIVERSE! And you know when the initials of the ending song are LSD...you're bound to be high. Yeah the high lasted for.. a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point....what point. Oh ya. Today I did an epic Solid Snake. I sneaked into school at 8 am. After walking half the length of dover road, encountering random bunches of new town kids, dover court kids on ripstiks (whatever they're called, howard has one), and getting bumrushed by 3 uwc people on bikes and a kick scooter. As I entered the back gate, the security guard (chikeong and shengyuan you know who i'm talking about) was all "HURRY UP. QUICKLY. CAMERA WATCHING! GOGOGOGO!" And as i LOLed, i snuck (well, walked) past prefects and student councillors. Or maybe they were just my imagination. Dang paranoia. And as I entered class...Hasson was being himself and not noticing whatever went on around him. Thus was the epic adventures of today morning. I'm so good at this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, this week was epic cos of all the ponning here and there. Guitar green form guitar. And walking on the glass ceiling of the spaceframe is quite cool indeed. The guitar room is quite awesome. I found a blender in the bottom drawer, that didn't SEEM to work, but you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've run out of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shit i feel like writing a song around the previous  sentence.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got guitar practice tomorrow morning. Jamming in the afternoon for REW. And on satuday morning i've got that funny leadership thing at nygh. And then playing for p&amp;amp;w at cell. That's a lot of music. Maybe it IS what God wants me to do.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go write a song or something now. I might not sleep tonight. (Dang there's another nice sounding sentence.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God bless all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-9152439612514927113?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/9152439612514927113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=9152439612514927113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/9152439612514927113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/9152439612514927113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-finished.html' title='IT IS FINISHED!'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-4375309346640474539</id><published>2009-02-19T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:05:44.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whewwwww...........</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a long two weeks since i've bothered to update this sorry little craphole of space on the internet called a blog. AHAHAHAAAAA NEVER MIND WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT OF INTERESTING STUFF happened last weekend, but I don't feel like blogging about it at this point. MEH. Deal with it hehehehehe..... I shall blog about more recent stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! One of the most important things. Instead of waking up at 530 am every morning, (which is early in itself) I HAVE TO WAKE UP HALF AN HOUR EARLIER NOW! So that i'm early for school. By right I should have gotten a demerit point by now. YES YOU ANY PREFECT READING THIS... you're being too lenient. seriously. :) And Mr. Jason Chan called me 45 minutes late to wake me up... Nice one, sir! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE NEXT MOST IMPORTANT THING. (wait this is way more important!) BANDAGE AUDITIONS SATURDAY! I MEAN, TOMORROW! omg i haven't booked studio for jamming tomorrow... nvm call during recess la. GAHH... needa miss a bit of cell, cos it's at 1:30 for the sake of some people who can't make it. which is everyone except me. BLEH. OK RECAP HOTEL CALIFORNIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse -Am, E, G, D, F, C, Dm, E&lt;br /&gt;Chorus -F, C, E7, Am, F, C, D, E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't needa memorise the solo/triplets part right? OK GOOD. set. Wha i'm using a Gibson SG for the auditions...scared i damage it. LATER MY BRO KILL ME. I seriously needa test out the effect board, or even one pedal can do! Hmm, out of the 3 or so distortion pedals lying around the room, i wonder which works. I really should have tested this out earlier. It's 1202 am.. dang. I really needa organize my thoughts better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK TIME FOR ADVERTISEMENT!&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY AFTER SCHOOL! AMPHITHEATRE! RESONANCE! PLEASE DO COME! Ask me for details, or actually ask Noel or Jem, if you know how to find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ANOTHER ANNOUNCEMENT!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone come for Fusion! It's at Auditorium 2 at ACS (I) on saturday! I'm going after cell... so that's 4 or 5 plus. :) ALL WHO READ THIS MUST COME. BY ORDER OFTHE KNIGHTS OF GEHHYRIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell, sexies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-4375309346640474539?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/4375309346640474539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=4375309346640474539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/4375309346640474539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/4375309346640474539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/02/whewwwww.html' title='Whewwwww...........'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-6243311046360563446</id><published>2009-02-07T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:44:50.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL FRIDAY.</title><content type='html'>LOL FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today (yesterday) was certainly a very wonderful day full of LOLs. But I shall start from the beginning (or as someone would say, "biggening"). The events (someone would say evens.) in the morning were not THAT interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid C Math paper. We all probably lost 10/50 marks just because of wrong instructions from Mr. K. Ong. Ah well. Heck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, PE... Mr. Sam Sim did not do any warmups.. I might have epic muscle pain tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha fasting during recess... eating fifi's food with my mind, shouting OMNOMNOM and SLURP. So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During LAB "discussion" fifi was being his usual self and trying to hide blu tack in the most obvious/unobvious places... not much was achieved trying to ANALYSE THE LITTLE BLACK BOY. (for those who don't know, it's our exam poem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAA was quite..uh. Interesting. "If you speak that way when you present, I will fall asleep, and you will not get high marks. Because as you know I'm not very active when I'm asleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah during whitespace i was supposed to be at mother tongue... but since my Malay class all went for Friday prayers.. I was left to hang out with Swastik and Adi... until SOISOISOI had to go back in class.... ended up DotAing at the library, and failed a lot, being afk nost of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the library i opened the random Chemistry jokes thing on lms... "Why are chemists so good at solving problems? They have all the solutions....." And then we were all doing that random 132 stupid things quiz on facebook. FINALLY greg finished whatever he was doing so we went off to KAP. (initial plans were Ariel's house for some reason but that got cancelled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL moment of the day....:&lt;br /&gt;I found the can of root beer i bought the day before in my bag... and I opened it to see how much it would explode. It didn't that much, just a lot of foam. Then i took a big sip of it into my mouth.. and Darren said; "Aren't you supposed to be fasting?"&lt;br /&gt;POOOOI!!! I spit it out of my mouth! LOLOLOL! Ended up throwing it away since no one wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swastik hit his head on the bus 4 times in the space of 5 minutes, from school to Dover. He is a champion now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of all people to see at KAP... AMBROSE TEO. He chased me around the bottom floor and dragged me up the stairs by my neck. Crazy penguin. Hahahaha he was waiting for Julie and Rita to go for something later and of course I didn't want to crash. And yet again he used my phone to send an "I LUV U" message. This time to Gen... =.= I am too nice to people already. At this rate I'm gonna start lending people my kidneys soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, an epic chain of pangseh-ing resulted in... me taking bus home with Sridhar. WHOO! Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Looking at fb display pic on iPhone*&lt;br /&gt;Sridhar: "Gosh, is that Dave?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep, and that's Darren. And me....in an MGS uniform."&lt;br /&gt;Sridhar: *laugh* "Where'd you get that?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I have......... contacts." XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i spent my friday evening and night...sleeping. Until 1230 when my bro came back... And now it is 3.45... I SHALL GO NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you! Tomorrow! Or Sunday! Or Monday! Or all three! BAI!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-6243311046360563446?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6243311046360563446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=6243311046360563446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/6243311046360563446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/6243311046360563446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol-friday.html' title='LOL FRIDAY.'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-4606038483311678509</id><published>2009-02-02T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:18:08.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COLONIZATION</title><content type='html'>Me: "Doesn't colon have something to do with your ass?"&lt;br /&gt;Fifi: "Yep!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So colonization..."&lt;br /&gt;Fifi: "...has the same meaning as analysis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that wasn't the exact conversation, but it summarises what went on during history. So we can conclude that SODOMY has two synonyms. COLONIZATION and ANALYSIS. And then he also came up with CULLENISATION. Screw you... edward cullen. I'm not even gonna respect you by spelling your initials in caps. HURGH. IN FACT i'm gonna spell everything in caps EXCEPT your initials. eDWARD cULLEN YOU SUCK DONKEY! Muahaha ok that was retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! Wanna talk about... the past weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was FUUN!!! HAHAHA as usual i was late in meeting Mao. But he can't pangseh me due to his HORRIBLE sense of direction. And THEN we went to pick up VAL, who didn't know how to get there... When we got to Ben's house, had some time to slack around. Telling Eldon I am in HENRY PARK PRIMARY. And trying to figure out the chords for MASTER EXPLODER. Cell was great! Angel's OWN message was kinda related to what God showed me in my QT two nights ago... Then we discussed stuff... like READING THE BIBLE  and PRAYER and FASTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN we rushed off to SCHOOL for charity bazaar. WHICH WAS QUITE FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;Learning points- Mr. Jason Chan will give you free stuff to eat/drink because he "doesn't take" sugar.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we ended up selling off most of our COOL drinks. And MOST of our t-shirts. And some random person bought all the bookmarks. We gave away chips free... After that was back to Ben's house. A REALLY SHORT HALF AN HOUR WALK. And someone, who can run 2.4 in a really short time was all "EH CAN TAKE CAN NOT? I TIRED LEHHH... WALK SO FAR ALREADY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the pre-party was quite fun! DIZZY BOXING IN AN ATTIC WITH AN OPEN WINDOW THAT COUD LEAD TO DEATH was entertaining. Justin fell dowm... i stood there laughing at him for 3 seconds then fell down. NEARLY crushing val's tablet. Thank God i did not. Playing taboo, and SICK taboo. SIMPLY EPIC HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had this worship session/tutorial thing with Gerald... Whoo hoo My God Reigns. So now i know my changes in dynamics needa flow better, and not be so sudden... unless i guess it's SUPER DRAMATIC EFFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha party was reaally quite fun.. Met Yaoyuan, who so happens to know people i know. He. Is. In. FTP. HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! Wow. And Edward (Tan, not Cullen) is actually the bassist for FTP!!! Well after talking to him i believe that FTP isn't as fail as the videos. For some reason Yaoyuan degraded himself from the likes of Children of Bodom and Slayer and whatnot... to the Click Five. What. The. Pong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway the Loh Hei or however you spell it was quite lol. I'll call it the LOL HEY! from now on. So anyway, during the LOL HEY! They were like, everybody say something. I was there saying like.. "Gong xi fa cai...Xin Nian Guai Le... Gong xi gong xi gong xi ni ya... SELAMAT TAHUN BARU CINA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke was quite fun... half the songs were in Chinese so I couldn't sing.. but for most of the English ones i sang, even without a microphone sometimes. Sang HOTEL CALIFORNIA! Some other guy who was singing with me was quite good, he could reach the high notes, but was singing all the notes like half or an entire beat before they were supposed to be sung. ah well. AND VAL LIKES HOTEL CALIFORNIA NOW WHOO!!! Yeah went home quite late, thank God buses were still running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah woke up in the morning half an hour early! to go back to sleep for half an hour. THEN WOKE UP AGAIN. to wake up call HUFFLEPUFF! But then she fell back asleep after I hung up... And after i showered I got an sms from my dear Justin Mao. (BTW CONGRATS ON GETTING INTO SYF MAN!!!) He said he's just too tired, and will go later. Turns out he went home earlier than me... and played DotA. O.o So he was too tired from DotAing. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went to Newton MRT to wait for Valalalala... and waited about... 50 minutes? Due to her falling back asleep. But it's ok, i don't have a problem waiting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well service was QUITE epic. Too bad i'm only 1/4 chinese. Ah well, either way i'm still inspired. Dave and his stupid shirt. And I gave out random gifts from Vietnam that day! Gahh after that had to go home, but took a cab to Mao's house first, then took bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gathering at my house was .. okay. The kids wanted to play ps3 but did not understand the controls. For example, the kid did not understand the concept of a first person shooter, looking THROUGH the eyes of the character. And could not grasp the left-stick for movement, right-stick for turning, concept. That was for Resistance 2. For Heavenly Sword the kid was all "See? I'm fighting! I very good at wrestling!" and all he did was kept "somersaulting" into the wall. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I just got dang tired and went to sleep in my room after some of the guests left. Too tired la. 3 hour nights after 10 hour party = NEED TO SLEEP. Woke up at..8 or 9 plus, when greg called. Then swastik called and we talked blablabla. Ended with something about supervolcanoes... Ah well. Did QT, which was nice, cos in the first time in a long while i played guitar and prayed at the same time. Felt quite EPIC. And playing two songs which were in the same but different key at the same time. MORE EPIC. (My God Reigns in G major and Awesome God in E minor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... today was somewhat uneventful except for the aforementioned (is that the right word?) jokes. And there being no teacher during the 1 hr 20min malay period. Playing marco polo is darn fun. And I tutored greg in geog. WHEN I DON'T TAKE IT. And he made me go to KAP when I was fasting. Stupid bugger. Well at least I know it was a bigger sacrifice, and I know I helped someone in need (to what extent I do not know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK I think this post is... quite long. Well I hope you certainly got a KICK out of it. Good bye my sexy readers! Whoever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-4606038483311678509?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/4606038483311678509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=4606038483311678509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/4606038483311678509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/4606038483311678509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/02/colonization.html' title='COLONIZATION'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-4456531345731368468</id><published>2009-01-29T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:23:27.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Times</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm actually doing this at 1+ in the morning on notepad since my internet is being all anal with me. Ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did my quiet time, but that's not what's really on my mind. This is gonna be some reflective post, but not necessarily emo. just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually yeah that was what I was gonna talk about. Emo posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was feeling bored so I went around from blog to blog... and it seems that nearly everyone (nearly) is really sad/stressed/depressed/worried. And so I wondered if I was the only one who was happy... I still don't really know the answer. I guess I'm content, but not HAPPY. There's something inside me that's probably eating me up, but I don't know what yet. Perhaps...I'm just ignorant. Ignorance might be bliss after all eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. back to the point. As I was coming home from Fifi's place, (yes i was there. there's nothing much to say about that, other than halo and gears of war), I didn't know what to listen to, so I put my iPod on shuffle, then out popped SOMETHING by Killswitch Engage. Not sure what song it was though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something inside me told me to turn off shuffle and listen to the whole album. YEs, i was enjoying it and headbanging slightly on the bus... but when it came to the song Desperate Times, I actually listened to the lyrics. The chorus, since that's the only part I can make out, cos Howard's (Jones not Tan) not growling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said... "In these desperate times, this I plead; If all else fails, remember Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did know KSE was supposedly a "Christian" band... so I immediately thought of it in that way. Only a while later did it occur to me that it's so relevant to what i was doing the previous night! I believe it really was the Holy Spirit inside me guiding me telling me to listen to the whole album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is basically just a word of... advice? Or rather encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be the most stressed person. There's always someone who is/was/will be more stressed than you. Perfect example: Jesus on the cross. NO ONE, and I do mean ABSOLUTELY NO ONE can feel as much pain as he did. Not only was he going through physical pain, but he felt the ENTIRE WORLD'S SIN AND BURDEN put onto him as he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always, if you ARE feeling down, you can always come to Him in prayer and/or worship...He'll always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails, remember Him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-4456531345731368468?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/4456531345731368468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=4456531345731368468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/4456531345731368468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/4456531345731368468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/desperate-times.html' title='Desperate Times'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-322855841747484003</id><published>2009-01-28T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:33:55.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe it..</title><content type='html'>WOW. I CAN"T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY PLAYED RUNESCAPE FOR LIKE 2 HOURS PLUS. SIMPLY EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha mining tin and copper is SOOOO much fun. Well anything is fun when good ol' fifi is there with you huh. Fifi is simply epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... where did I last leave off? OH YES. Just before service right? Then I shall start with service. Which was simply epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell: Mindblowing. Seriously, Pastor Kong must REEALLY be blessed by the Lord to see those kinds of things. Either that or he did A LOT of research. Actually I think it's both... The Chinese people really did worship the same God as the Hebrews... Yeah if you weren't there you're probably going "What? Chinese Hebrew?" Ah well a bit hard to explain here la. Just come next week hahaha!!! I can still remember Gerald's expression.... it was a cross of :O and :D. He was so awed and was smiling at the same time during the sermon. Epic I tell you. Simply epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeahh... after that was dinner, and we went to Paya Lebar! Of ALL places, since it's probably not crowded. And it turned out to be REALLY ulu. Ling was the only girl there... so she was feeling a bit weird (even though i could count as a girl). And Richard probably felt really freaked by the craziness of the ACS I guys. Hao cher and Greg... you guys are epic. Simply epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened at all on Sunday. And Monday too. Except that my dad gave me the biggest angpau i can remember. A blue and a red yusof. THANK YOU DADDY! Love you. (: Simply epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first jamming session with HOWARD!!! *applause* Yeah he's (WAY) better than dave when dave joined us... but i don't really know how good Dave is now, as i can only gauge from random drumming on the table. But there wasn't much jamming to do. We ATTEMPTED the kill by 30 seconds to mars... but howard couldn't get the coordination right. His hihat hand kept spasming. And Iron Man just ended up in fail. For all 3 of us. Ah well. On the way out of Howard's I saw his dad's FENDER STRAT. LOLOLOL!!! Hahahaha fifi just wants it for the whammy bar. Simply Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all the peeps who went to Malaysia for CNY are back! (except my dear darren..:'( ).&lt;br /&gt;So welcome back Val! Gen! Yi Xuan! Zheng Da! Joey! umm i hope i didn't forget anyone. And here's a welcome back (in advance) Darren and Kenneth! Whoo! Okok. I hope the next few days are gonna be OSSIM. Especially the weekends. I know they will be.......................&lt;br /&gt;Epic. simply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-322855841747484003?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/322855841747484003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=322855841747484003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/322855841747484003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/322855841747484003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-believe-it.html' title='Can&apos;t believe it..'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-5558618889164691270</id><published>2009-01-24T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:34:14.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay It' CNY!</title><content type='html'>Well it's not really CNY yet, but yeah. whoo! I won't really get any angpows or anything until saturday but who gives a faeces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday...wasn't as screwed up as i pictured it. The situation itself is just intriguing. Telling people why I couldn't go out with them on friday...&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going out to follow MANHAUR and my ex... to go shopping for her new boyfriend's birthday present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifi: "Just pon la. Don't go."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "SEOW AH! WAN ME TO LEAVE MANHAUR ALONE WITH MY EX! YOU WANT THERE TO BE WHAT...5 PREGNANCIES AT ONE TIME?"&lt;br /&gt;Hao Cher: "5 is.. a bit of an understatement..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually yesterday was quite fun.. I met Yuan Jun, who's a nice random funny guy... "I can tell that the next train is coming soon. I can feel the rumbling.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave kept making flat jokes... And i don't mean that the jokes were flat... "I carry around this file to empathise with celine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and the manwhore. Sorry, MANWHORE AND I, kept taking turns at slave duty, carrying around the eupho... Celine you owe us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that when Cel and YJ went for the party, dave and i didn't wanna CRASH so we went to makan at some random indian shop near his house. and then went to play a random dota match with VENOMANCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOkay i think that is it for now. I doubt i'll post bout the rest of the OEP days anytime soon, if at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay GONNA GO CNY SERVICE IN A WHILE. SEE YOU, sexy peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-5558618889164691270?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/5558618889164691270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=5558618889164691270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/5558618889164691270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/5558618889164691270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-it-cny.html' title='Yay It&apos; CNY!'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-391518967016846056</id><published>2009-01-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:19:54.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random!</title><content type='html'>HEY ALL YOU SEXIES!!! I AM BACK FOR THE SECOND TIME TODAY (wait it's past midnight, nvm) DUE TO POPULAR DEMAND!!!! (one person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a random rant...&lt;br /&gt;Why is the sky blue?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE BLUES IS THE BEST GENRE OF MUSIC EVER!!! WHATEVER YOU LISTEN TO ORIGINATED FROM THE BLUES! unless you listen to classical or baroque or other traditional music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is pee yellow?&lt;br /&gt;Because YELLOW is an awesome song by coldplay! althought that HAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO AT ALL WITH PISS! other than the video being shot at a beach and you can see teh OSHUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-minute jazz odysseys with fifi on the bus are so awesome!!! whoo praise GOD for improvisation!!! much better than watching the three terminators in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i shall end this awesome random post with A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT from the republic of Gjern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, it's not right to touch each other in any place. It is bad! and will EMOTIONALLY scar the other person, causing him/her to grow up with two extra bones in his/her spine and with a fear of peanut butter. But remember to ESPECIALLY NOT touch each other in any musuem or antique shop. You can clearly see the signs. NO TOUCHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all of you expert fishermen! (master baiters) FAREWELL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-391518967016846056?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/391518967016846056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=391518967016846056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/391518967016846056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/391518967016846056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random!'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-3107237635081890533</id><published>2009-01-22T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:40:40.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN SINGAPURA!</title><content type='html'>Yeahh I am back in Singapore! And i Love it! But Vietnam was really nice too...going to Ho Chi Minh and Dalat was QUITE an experience. I dunno if I'm gonna write about the whole thing, but since i'm bored that might be a yes. We shall see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 0&lt;br /&gt;Met the peeps at koffeh bin and tee liv at the arepot. And when fifi came we went to buy onion (union) rings and coke! And that was where he coined the term "lol people". It's really insulting to those people so i shall not say what it means here. Anyway, after checking in and immigration we went to burger king again for some weird reason. The plane ride was so awesome...listening to the jazz station! I was thinking "wtf this song is in fallout 3!"&lt;br /&gt;After touching down in Ho Chi Minh, we met HOANG! and we went straight to "The First Hotel" where shaun and nikhel switched rooms for the sake of practising I'm Yours and Here Wihout You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Started the day off with visiting the GoVap orphanage. I think it's called that. I can sympathise with the children there.. some were deformed/mutated ( i dunno the proper word to use) by some chemical called Agent Orange during the war. Or their parents were. So they grew up differently.. Anyway it was all relaxed and stuff... me and Shaun went around playing random songs for them, especially I'm Yours since it's so happy. I played without a strap so i ended up resting it on my leg which rested on my other leg, and that leg had to balance. hahaha!!! We ended up sitting down at some other room playing all the songs shaun knew. Improvisation for the win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war museum after that was interesting... i really liked the sculptures and photos. probably cos i'm so ARTSY and whatnot. And i just realised that a fighter plane is bigger than a tank. what the pong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to visit the Le Quy Don high school, where I was antisocial and barely talked to anyone hahaha! Hahaha seeing zachary get mobbed by the two girls was quite funny. And then i performed I'm Yours with Shaun, and i dount anyone could hear me improvise my shite. Even if they could they were probably listening to Shaun's lol singing. So epically HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reunification palace after that wasn't that interesting. However Fifi did have two epic moments there. On the rooftop, within one minute of each other. Firstly, Joshua bought Pepsi and then was like "What's this black stuff?" then Fifi said "MAYNE IT'S PEPSI!" ah... classic Fifi. Then we were looking at the garden/lawn thingum outside and Jeremie shouted "POKEBALL!"  I was "WTP??" and then he pointed out that the lawn was a huge circle with a tiny circle in the center and a horizontal line running through it.&lt;br /&gt;And people were singing Rooftops by Lost Prophets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Ben Thanh Market! But because of the Great Jeremie, everyone just calls it Ben 10. Avery's bargaining is quite epic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery: "70, 000."&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "No, small one is 70, 000"&lt;br /&gt;Avery: "Ok bye." *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;Woman: *grab avery's arm* "OKOK 70, 000!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah epicness. I bought awesome pink sunglasses, a few random dolls/statues, a few of those star t-shirts, a random balloon flour toy, and a cap(which i lost). The Pho Bo (Beef noodles) at Pho 2000 was ORGASMIC!!!! Now i really understand why people say Vietnamese beef noodles are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK i think that's enough for today. I shall continue sometime in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, ADIOS! (i dunno what goodbye is in vietnamese)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-3107237635081890533?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3107237635081890533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=3107237635081890533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/3107237635081890533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/3107237635081890533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-singapura.html' title='BACK IN SINGAPURA!'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-5330021158764452165</id><published>2009-01-13T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:00:07.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai Guyz.</title><content type='html'>YES i finally decided to update this little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;craphole&lt;/span&gt; of a blog after almost exactly 4 weeks! Yeah well a lot has gone on in the past month or so...and i decided to blog again cos i'm in a very... weird mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling emotionless but stressed at the same time. And there's nothing to be stressed about. Maybe it's the C math i just attempted to do. I hate math, don't you? I can't seem to factorise for nuts. Curse you, simultabeous equations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's the thought in the back of my mind that i'll be leaving Singapore in less then 48 hours. D: SINGAPURA FTW! and ya i'll have to miss cell and service this weekend, maybe that's it. Oh well look on the bright side eh? Chee and I are gonna hold prayer meetings every night (hopefully) during OEP! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;/span&gt; i just hope people will be able to get closer to God, and perhaps a few non-believers will get saved. who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes speaking of the bright side, I brought lotsa (i use the term loosely) people to Christ this past year! Actually it's the only year i brought people! Actually it's only 4. but better than nothing eh? since the last post it's been 2 people! And I have a feeling they'll do lots of great things for God. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... i shall not dwell on the past! all you need to know is that i celebrated new year's eve in a... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; way. You have listened to me babble on for so long now, i shall leave you all be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wow i actually feel better now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-5330021158764452165?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/5330021158764452165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=5330021158764452165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/5330021158764452165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/5330021158764452165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/hai-guyz.html' title='Hai Guyz.'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-3442579211681396520</id><published>2008-12-17T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:55:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay Zee.</title><content type='html'>YES AS YOU SEE I AM LAZY TO BLOG BUT GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Agarwal's party was so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I had to go for 1 session of the subzone's manhood conference thing... and then didn't go for the rest. SO SORRY ANGEL!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... we played the dang maple story private server which is just so gay. kill a snail and level up 8 times! SERIOUSLY! Ah, maple is one of the things i just don't like. For no reason. Like avenged sevenfold.&lt;br /&gt;DOTA 1v1 I BEAT MAO!!! Centaur FTW! But then we all got owned in 3v1. Stupid pudge.&lt;br /&gt;And Darren's Saruman in War of the Ring. Stop converting my trolls dammit!&lt;br /&gt;AND YET AGAIN FIFI+BLOODGULCH+SNIPERS=SADFACEFORME. But praise God for Beaver Creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and ate awesome breakfast. The term "Breakfast at Agarwal's" sounds super cool. I shall name my album that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after more gaming... we (Soi, Mao, I) went to the carnival.&lt;br /&gt;TURNS OUT WE WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO PERFORM ANYTHING! (hi five ajay!)&lt;br /&gt;The band was... quite good. The drums were drowning out everything. The lead guitar LOOKED like he was playing a nice pentatonic solo...&lt;br /&gt;AND I MISSED ALL 4 DRAMAS!!! Lol at myself hip-hop dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to book seats with Darren, and there wasn't a pre-service pm! Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;DARREN RESPONDED TO ALTAR CALL! AWESOMENESS! AND HE IS BRINGING HIS CUZZINS FOR SERVICE NEXT WEEK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was... entertaining. I had to do a second dare when Gen didn't even do her first dare. SCREW YOU. better do next week... D:&lt; *angry menacing face*&lt;br /&gt;Darren hugged me a total of like what..7 times? Val counted. And yeah pm was awesome after that. Pastor derrick slaying sick people. WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday...&lt;br /&gt;The epic outing to the random country club in the middle of the air base!&lt;br /&gt;I fail at pool. period. But we found a spider thingy with one of the thingies missing, SO IT LOOKED LIKE A CROSS! Mao has a picture of it...&lt;br /&gt;AND i also fail at bowling. for the like 3rd time i fail. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHORING AT THE PLAYGROUND HAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND TRUTH OR DARE!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to help mao get stuff for his sis' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELIZABETH!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, going to Jeremie's house for playing ps1 is damn epic. Harry Potter+Fifi=Epic! And Digimon Rumble Arena! Stupid terriermon. He's a terrorist i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;And for another time, playing a huge map with fifi and snipers. :( Even with 400% health and infinte grenades...it's still so irritating!&lt;br /&gt;Dota wtf games always hanging... what is wrong with my tablet???&lt;br /&gt;Fight of Characters! IT OWNS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo tomorrow gonna visit my grandma with my bro and staying over! Bringing the ps3 and buying new games!!!! Yay for Bioshock and Fallout! Have a sexy day! You sexy person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-3442579211681396520?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3442579211681396520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=3442579211681396520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/3442579211681396520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/3442579211681396520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/lay-zee.html' title='Lay Zee.'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-1450506907792206181</id><published>2008-12-11T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:29:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one will see this...</title><content type='html'>... unless for some reason they click on the link from fifi's blog. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings to my one reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been filled with sleepovers and loads of other awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday...&lt;br /&gt;There was a prayer meeting! OH SO FUN PRAYER MEETING! Time really flies when you're having fun huh? I THOUGHT we prayed for like.. 15 minutes. Seriously felt like it. BUT IT WAS ONE AND A HALF HOURS! HALLELUJAH!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that we ate Subway.. and as usual Ling-eh-ling couldn't join us.. (sad face) And the three of us (Ambrose, Mao, I) ate the exact same thing. Footlong subway melt!!! gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;And we went shopping for a dress for Julio. Which came to no avail as Julio does not wear dresses.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC TIME-WASTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Darren's house... and the two most epic moments ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;1.He hit 1337 notes on Holiday in Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;2.I got 1337 kills in Dynasty Warrior 6.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Sword Slayer was so fun?&lt;br /&gt;! F31+ l!k3 ! l-l4xx0r3d t3h g4l\/l3.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome beef stew...&lt;br /&gt;Jet Li's voice in the Mummy is so cool. I need a metal singer like that.&lt;br /&gt;Dean is just imba... half the time he's nearly asleep, the other half he's raping your ass with an energy sword.&lt;br /&gt;Halo 2's sword is so much better than in part 3.&lt;br /&gt;I totally haxxed the sniper rifle! Headshots without shooting the head.&lt;br /&gt;MMMmmmm... Ambrose and Dean's homemade scrambled eggs and luncheon meat. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;DARREN'S HOUSE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;More GH, more Halo, more dynasty warriors!!&lt;br /&gt;Fifi's epic gifts from Eastern Europe were... EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;Mao read the entire Deathly Hallows in the time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;Jousting on Narrows, with 300% speed, 50% gravity, and only swords. Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;And a totally awesome steamboat dinner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Swastik's epic party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall probably post from his house tomorrow night. Or maybe sometime next year. Cheerio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-1450506907792206181?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1450506907792206181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=1450506907792206181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/1450506907792206181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/1450506907792206181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-one-will-see-this.html' title='No one will see this...'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192306642658085432.post-2685112787969977640</id><published>2008-12-08T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:13:29.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOO</title><content type='html'>Yeah I decided to create a new blog. After my failed attempt over 2 years ago. And i shall try to make consistent updates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall attempt finding a nice skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you. Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192306642658085432-2685112787969977640?l=gjernpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2685112787969977640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192306642658085432&amp;postID=2685112787969977640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/2685112787969977640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192306642658085432/posts/default/2685112787969977640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gjernpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/whoo.html' title='WHOO'/><author><name>Gjern.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177455087442611643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ueK_WX24bM/ST0vnaZrxMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UMKB8efde0o/S220/IMG_5951.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
