<?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-14972038</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:52:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh.novacaine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-116040638614148061</id><published>2006-10-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:06:26.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST Season 3 HitZ The US!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/lost_3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/lost_3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually it started on the 4th this month which was last week! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-116040638614148061?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/116040638614148061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=116040638614148061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/116040638614148061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/116040638614148061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/10/lost-season-3-hitz-us.html' title='LOST Season 3 HitZ The US!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115884709509348021</id><published>2006-09-21T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:58:15.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disbanded but Still My Fav.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/Left-Hope-States/dp/B000FGFTO6/sr=8-1/qid=1158846518/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-3095581-1437728?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/Left.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album retails at $42.95 @ HMV but I got it for free! Yay! This is an awesome album. A really great follow up to their superb debut album '&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Riots-Hope-States/dp/B00049QLWI/sr=8-2/qid=1158846518/ref=pd_bbs_2/102-3095581-1437728?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music"&gt;The Lost Riots&lt;/a&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've since &lt;a href="http://www.hopeofthestates.co.uk/site.html"&gt;split up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115884709509348021?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115884709509348021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115884709509348021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115884709509348021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115884709509348021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/09/disbanded-but-still-my-fav.html' title='Disbanded but Still My Fav.'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115746831433017217</id><published>2006-09-05T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:04:12.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reply For You By Me</title><content type='html'>Dear Jeremy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been doin since Friday's drama? I see that you are taking things quite seriously at work. You throw tantrums at Medusa at times but nevertheless not overboard. You were just so straight with your words I feel being that direct or agressive isn't too healthy. Why don't you self-reflect on yourself and not let emotions and feelings succumb you? You're a man. Do what a man gotta do. Go find a new gal! Don't let her ruined your already pathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes when a special gal comes along you'd get butterflies in ur stomach and automatically loose appetite even though you're so damn hungry. But hey, look at yourself! It's torturing u know?! Carry on like that, you'll be skin and bones I tell you. So the best solution is to go and get laid. I mean if it gets desperate, pay for it la! Everybody needs to have abit a pleasure every now and then what rite...somemore you're such a bloody horny fella. Haha. Or go wank la! Oh ya ah...u told me wanking will only make u look haggard. Hmm... eh fuck you la! Can u jolly well explain to me how will that ever happend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you need help, really. You even told me today that you were on the verge of sending her a text message! WTF! Pls don't do that! You don't even know what's happening on the other side. Wait for her to contact you first then see how ok? Then ah when she contact you, err...go meet her! Make her be open to you and say everything. Don't play hide and seek anymore, ok? But I tell you la, she's not worth it. I think you're just a passer-by. Just so sway that you were the fella that came along. Aiyah you...wrong place, wrong time man. But what to do? It just had to happend. As they say, shit happens loh. But hey...everything happens for a reason rite? Haha. Macham like the show LOST. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this whole melodrama shit will make you stronger in your views about having a relationship? Maybe God has a fantastic movie script that hasn't climax? Or maybe, just maybe you're destined to be gay. I dunno. Just speculating arh! Dun scream at me. But aiyah...if you're gay, I tink more gals will fall for you than guys! Look at you! Haha...just maintain the person you are. You're a cool guy. A cool gal will come, naturally. Sumpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually being single has its goods and bads la. No need to explain to you rite. Tink you jolly well know. Being single for so long already..How long is it? 4-5 years? Wah seh...you ah...how can u tahan for so long? Hmm...i guess it's time for me to give you one last piece of advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;oh.novacaine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115746831433017217?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115746831433017217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115746831433017217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115746831433017217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115746831433017217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/09/reply-for-you-by-me.html' title='A Reply For You By Me'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115738192084733661</id><published>2006-09-04T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:59:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Asian Novels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/Peoples-Republic-Desire-Novel-P-S/dp/0060782773/sr=8-1/qid=1157380816/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-3095581-1437728?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/prod.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love reading asian novels by asian writers! Just bought this from kino. Another good read is Nirpal Singh's '&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tourism-Vintage-Original-Nirpal-Dhaliwal/dp/0099493047/sr=8-1/qid=1157381071/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-3095581-1437728?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;Tourism&lt;/a&gt;'. I reckon this is the 6th Asian book i've read this year. Among others like 'Shanghai Baby', 'Marrying Buddha', 'In the Misou Soup' etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha reading guru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115738192084733661?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115738192084733661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115738192084733661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115738192084733661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115738192084733661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-asian-novels.html' title='I Love Asian Novels!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115729355306288520</id><published>2006-09-03T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:25:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost a friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AS &lt;/span&gt;the chorus of Cake's song goes,"Friend is just a four-letter word." What exactly is this four-letter word? For me, I think it's called LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently lost a friend in the most terrible circumstances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;She (0350am,Saturday 2-9-06): .....N btw, wrz d kiss u promised? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At ard 5am, i got a call from her boyfriend. It was by far the worst phone call I'll ever received. And probably the last I'll ever hear her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you lost a friend before? It just happened to me. 48 hrs ago. I couldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Friday nites were special nites. Just the 2 of us chilling out, with good red wine and conversations. Knowing she'd already had a boyfriend, we'd still stay up till the wee hours of the morning. We'd only have less than 4hrs of sleep and I'd hear her voice again from her morning call, waking me up for work. Those 3 Friday nites we had together were memorable, if not, just awesomely splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, we'd probably be in a relationship. But I knew there was a barrier I have to cross. A barrier, in fact, I will never attempt to cross. I'm not a bastard to break apart your relationship. To put in layman's term, I ain't goin to be labelled a 'third-party'. I'm just with you for good close company. But in my heart, I knew I stand a chance. It wasn't my intention to let your relationship with him turn sour. It was probably my intention to captivate you when i'm in your presence. And tt's not wrong... 'Cos I know that you know you'll have better years ahead when you're with me. Maybe you'd also have the same barrier to cross. Nvrtheless, you were an incredible company, and I to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll take time for me to look forward to Friday nites being without you. But as they say, life has to go on. With or without you, we'd still be in each other's heart. Goodbye, friend. Till I hear from you.... @muah!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115729355306288520?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115729355306288520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115729355306288520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115729355306288520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115729355306288520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-lost-friend.html' title='I lost a friend...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115694967428690856</id><published>2006-08-30T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:05:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>Sometimes designing can be a pain in the arse. Just ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is especially so when you have 3 freaking magazines to handle. 2 are abt 100pp each, the other 50+pp. And when your freaking assitant takes a day just to do 2pgs max. How the hell are we goin to deliver on time? And when I say to finish 2 pgs, I say 2 'incomplete' ones that I have to snag along doin up changes and stuff. He's a freaking snob. Suffice to say he used to 'take care' of 4-5 designers at a go last time. Stop bullshitting for crying out loud. You can't even handle this dumb mag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is: Where do we draw the line? We all have a job to do. And that I'm doin 2mags and he 1. After 2 weeks struggling with the look, *Medusa gave up. I had to step in. His confidence drop dramatically. Idiot. With 10yrs of experience in this field, this was probably his worst. But that's only my presumption. He may just be a lazyfuck for all i know. The more i think, the more I cringed opening up psds in the mornings and start revamping it. Its like doin 3 mags now. Tt's no joke. Just ask any good designers and you'll know wad I mean. I'm goin insane! i'm also trying to keep myself calm at times when *Medusa starts pinpointing tt that pg sux. We all have to defend 'our' designs sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wad happened today. I believe designers shld always 'protect' each other in times of frustration by not pushing the blame...for this instance, on me! I think by doin this not only dis-rekindle wadever relationship you may have with ur collegue. It'll also shows ur childishness and unprofessionalism. I think the best solution is to just listen and shut the fuck up. After *Medusa's done with her ramblings, then go scream ur head at him. I failed doin that. He left for home soon after. I will fuck him tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being helpful lead to many uncertainties. When you tink you're doin a good deed for him, he may turn the tables on you. Bastards like these do exits even in a small company. I wonder if i ever land a job in a bigger company, will it be like that? Or will it be so stringent that everybody just shuts the fuck up and do a good job - a job tt was assigned to you from the beginning? What landed you this job is your specialty. He has none. No foundation. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show passion my friends. It'll bring you more satisfaction in wadever you do. Even sex. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Medusa = My Boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There's no right or wrong in designing.&lt;br /&gt;A good balance will do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- the creative guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115694967428690856?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115694967428690856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115694967428690856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115694967428690856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115694967428690856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/08/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115677550661420427</id><published>2006-08-28T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:31:46.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Buy This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/PC1000_IM.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/PC1000_IM.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, this has jeremy written all over it. I wanna buy i wanna buy i wanna buy! SG$1,949. Errr....maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115677550661420427?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115677550661420427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115677550661420427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115677550661420427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115677550661420427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-to-buy-this.html' title='I Want To Buy This!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115661085224885090</id><published>2006-08-27T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:47:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tattoo Soon</title><content type='html'>An ambigram of my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/JEREMY.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/JEREMY.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115661085224885090?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115661085224885090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115661085224885090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115661085224885090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115661085224885090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-tattoo-soon.html' title='New Tattoo Soon'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115617630621043225</id><published>2006-08-21T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T00:11:16.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Platonic Relationship and Stuff that Matters</title><content type='html'>Now, the last time i heard this bad word was from my ex-gf many years ago. Using this dirty word to describe her male college's relationship - 'It was just a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;platonic&lt;/span&gt; relationship.' Oh hell yea right! In time to come, this platonic relationship had developed into something else. They got together. I guess mine wasn't long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever invented this word, I have to give you the finger 'cos i don't believe it at all. For me it's either a yes or a no. Yes we go into a relationship, no we juz remain friends or worst off never contact each other again 'cos by doin that, u gather feelings for each other again and it's never ending. It just goes round and round. So the question is, should I be seeing her again. I got all the vibes last Saturday when we went out for drinks. I couldn't remember the last time I had a good night, with solid conversation and everything. A little touchy here and there. Fuck, we even held hands. Only the kiss was missing. I only got it on sms before I went to bed. Does that count? I feel like I gotta take some action soon 'cos I still do not know if she's still with that 40+yr old boyfriend of hers. She could be his daugther for all I know. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't directly said she's treating this as a platonic relationship but eh dun bluff me. You just couldn't get upfront with me cos you're afraid i may get hurt, jump off a building, commit suicide or scream or something like that. C'mon man what was that all about the previous night? A show? Something you seek to be comforted cos ur guy didn't? Because of some quarrel or misunderstanding? Feeling unloved by him? Using me as a one night substitute? Because I was too irresistible that night? Was the night so surreal to you as you said? Or you want me as your part-time boyfriend? Goodness. Where did that come from? Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't finished our conversation. So I can't tell you more. And I also dunno wad's gonna happened. We even planned going Phi Phi. Everything was just goin too fast. It's like a movie. We even planned to get a matching tattoo done. What the hell is happening? I guess it's game on. Shan't contact you till wednesday. We'll see what happends. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll always believe platonic love is platonic bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then.... hey i gain 1KG! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I gotta get back to my winning ways. From my hair to my feet. 'Cos Gorillaz told me to feel good. Ahahahahaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.the-netguide-for-musicdownloads.com/images/gorillaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.the-netguide-for-musicdownloads.com/images/gorillaz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115617630621043225?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115617630621043225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115617630621043225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115617630621043225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115617630621043225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/08/platonic-relationship-and-stuff-that.html' title='Platonic Relationship and Stuff that Matters'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115546800834249218</id><published>2006-08-13T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T19:20:08.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FPT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=29a5zdqt1ww"&gt;Fake Plastic Trees&lt;/a&gt; on youtube.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115546800834249218?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115546800834249218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115546800834249218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/08/fpt.html' title='FPT'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115409604483924792</id><published>2006-07-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:18:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thom's A Zombie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/yorkeZombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/yorkeZombie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Thom Yorke performs '&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Z1nFB-R-_gI&amp;search=Thom%20Yorke%20rollins"&gt;The Clock&lt;/a&gt;' &amp;amp; '&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=GUFyJW6gSiM&amp;amp;search=Thom%20Yorke%20rollins"&gt;Cymbal Rush&lt;/a&gt;' LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115409604483924792?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115409604483924792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115409604483924792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/07/thoms-zombie.html' title='Thom&apos;s A Zombie!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115409537364612374</id><published>2006-07-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:05:13.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BFME II Custom Heroes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/myheroes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/myheroes.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/myheroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115409537364612374?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115409537364612374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115409537364612374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115409537364612374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115409537364612374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-bfme-ii-custom-heroes.html' title='My BFME II Custom Heroes!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115314747258441836</id><published>2006-07-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:44:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1+1=2x2=4</title><content type='html'>That's the number of Annuals I'm doing this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Annuals are as follows:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pei Chun Public&lt;br /&gt;2) St. Hilda's Primary&lt;br /&gt;3) Bedok South Secondary &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hwa Chong International School (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information as the days follow.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To revolutionize design elements."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/bear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115314747258441836?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115314747258441836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115314747258441836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115314747258441836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115314747258441836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/07/112x24.html' title='1+1=2x2=4'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115271196241016289</id><published>2006-07-12T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:54:21.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Norman Then!</title><content type='html'>Yes. Fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the real stuff. [ &lt;a href="http://live.video.rainbow-media-online.com/ifcvideos/henry_show/ThomYorkeWithTitles.swf"&gt;Hail Thom!&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/thom_henryrollins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/thom_henryrollins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greenplastic.com/news/archives/images/thom_henryrollins.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115271196241016289?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115271196241016289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115271196241016289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuck-norman-then.html' title='Fuck Norman Then!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115261981118050567</id><published>2006-07-11T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:19:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It'z All About The Money, It'z All About The Dum Dum Didi Dum Dum. And I Don't Think It'z Funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$52&lt;/span&gt; for 1st driving lesson, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$139&lt;/span&gt; for my new ipod (dopi) dock, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$68&lt;/span&gt; for apple ipod universal dock, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$22&lt;/span&gt; for apple tv output cable for ipod, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$129&lt;/span&gt; for ikea 8 drawer unit, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$30.50&lt;/span&gt; for 3 ikea cavas zip storage box, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$50&lt;/span&gt; for football manageer 2006 pc game, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$55&lt;/span&gt; for rise and fall: civilizations at war pc game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(screwED up game)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$62&lt;/span&gt; for my precious sony earphone with superb bass sound quality for the ipod,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$9.95&lt;/span&gt; for clearasil facial wash and pimple cream....porbably there's many more insignificant things i bought for laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why everybody needs to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/11072006%28001%29.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/11072006%28001%29.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115261981118050567?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/115261981118050567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=115261981118050567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115261981118050567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115261981118050567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/07/itz-all-about-money-itz-all-about-dum.html' title='It&apos;z All About The Money, It&apos;z All About The Dum Dum Didi Dum Dum. And I Don&apos;t Think It&apos;z Funny...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-115210853893576160</id><published>2006-07-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:32:57.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/Untitled-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/Untitled-1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A heart that's full up like a landfill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A job that slowly kills you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bruises that won't heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You look so tired and unhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bring down the government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They don't, they don't speak for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll take a quiet life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A handshake of carbon monoxide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my final fit, my final bellyache with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No alarms and no surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;- Radiohead 'No Surprises' - (OK Computer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-115210853893576160?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115210853893576160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/115210853893576160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-surprises.html' title='No Surprises'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114899728899965196</id><published>2006-05-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:54:49.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus of Suburbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/jesus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114899728899965196?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114899728899965196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114899728899965196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114899728899965196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114899728899965196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/jesus-of-suburbia.html' title='Jesus of Suburbia'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114890282935097684</id><published>2006-05-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:24:00.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Begins Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/ftresult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/ftresult.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114890282935097684?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114890282935097684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114890282935097684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114890282935097684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114890282935097684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-begins-here.html' title='It Begins Here'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114879346151304954</id><published>2006-05-28T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:17:41.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Backside Pinch Nite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/28052006%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/28052006%28002%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114879346151304954?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114879346151304954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114879346151304954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114879346151304954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114879346151304954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/backside-pinch-nite.html' title='The Backside Pinch Nite!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114820770249980563</id><published>2006-05-21T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:45:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 for The Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/youandme.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/youandme.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lifehouse - You And Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;“…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;There's something about you now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; I can't quite figure out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Everything she does is beautiful&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Everything she does is right&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do Nothing to prove And it's you and me and all of the people And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/faraway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/faraway.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Nickelback - Far Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt; ”…This time, This place Misused, Mistakes Too long, Too late Who was I to make you wait…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  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class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114820770249980563?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114820770249980563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114820770249980563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-for-road.html' title='2 for The Road'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114761640298212886</id><published>2006-05-14T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:25:09.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has jeremy written all over it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/swatch%20YCS470G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/swatch%20YCS470G.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114761640298212886?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114761640298212886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114761640298212886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114761640298212886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114761640298212886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-has-jeremy-written-all-over-it.html' title='It has jeremy written all over it...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114739495856792714</id><published>2006-05-12T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T08:50:15.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Books 3 Reads 3 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/3bboks.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/3bboks.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                      &lt;strong&gt;1. Strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;An eerie ghost story written with hynotic clarity: quickly paced, intelligent and haunting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                        by Taichi Yamada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Harada is a divorced TV scriptwriter living in a huge Tokyo apartment. Filled with businesses during the day, he begins to suspect that he is alone in the building at night. Betrayed by his business partner, his loneliness grows until he decides to take a sentimental journey back to his childhood haunts. Both his parents were killed in a tragic automobile accident, but he was raised well by grandparents and uncles. While wandering about in the changed landscape, he meets a likeable man in a comedy club who bears an astonishing resemblance to his father. On a whim, he accompanies the man to his home where a dead-ringer for his mother waits. The visit is strangely empowering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                      &lt;strong&gt;2. Welcome to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;One man's fight      for life inside the Bangkok Hilton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                        by Colin Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Colin Martin’s autobiography chronicles an innocent man’s struggle to survive inside one of the world’s most dangerous prisons. After being swindled out of a fortune, Martin was let down by, in his opinion, a hopelessly corrupt Thai police. Forced to rely upon his own resources, he tracked down the man who conned him and, drawn into a fight, accidentally stabbed and killed that man’s bodyguard.&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Martin was arrested, brutally tortured by the Thai Tourist Police, denied a fair trial, convicted of murder and thrown into prison – where he remained for 8 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Honest          and often disturbing – but told with a surprising humour –          &lt;em&gt;Welcome to Hell&lt;/em&gt; is the remarkable story of how Martin was denied justice again and again. In this extraordinary account he describes the swindle, his arrest and vicious torture by police, the unfair trial, and the 8 years of brutality and squalor he was forced to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                      &lt;strong&gt;3. Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happens when you cross the line...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                        by Natsuo Kirino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" id="role_document"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Four women, co-workers on the night shift at a box lunch factory on the outskirts of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, form an unlikely friendship based on their mutual desperation -a dissatisfaction with their inattentive, unresponsive husbands and disaffected children, strained economic situations and emotional isolation. When Yayoi Yamamoto, a young wife and mother kills her abusive, philandering spouse, the four come together voluntarily to perform a most grisly act. They dismember the body to facilitate disposal. Although of disparate ages and characters, the women become quite bound to one another through an increasing web of conspiracy, self-interest and suspicion. A series of indiscretions and careless mistakes expose them all to unforeseeable dangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114739495856792714?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114739495856792714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114739495856792714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114739495856792714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114739495856792714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-books-3-reads-3-months.html' title='3 Books 3 Reads 3 Months'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114650426879487430</id><published>2006-05-02T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:11:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ohnovacaine/138411128/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/138411128_8cda479ffb_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ohnovacaine/138411128/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a Mac interface on my XP!! Whooo-hooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114650426879487430?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114650426879487430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114650426879487430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-awesome.html' title='This Is Awesome!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114406606886742870</id><published>2006-04-03T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T20:07:48.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my Mcvitie's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/chocdigestive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/chocdigestive.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't seemed to find this at my place here the NTUC. Got a huge craving for this at the moment. I love chocolate biscuits. &lt;a href="http://www.englishteastore.com/mcbi.html"&gt;Mcvitie&lt;/a&gt;'s has the best biscuits in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114406606886742870?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114406606886742870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114406606886742870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114406606886742870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114406606886742870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-my-mcvities.html' title='I want my Mcvitie&apos;s!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114398951719949405</id><published>2006-04-02T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:52:52.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For That Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could sail together&lt;br /&gt;Take this journey as One&lt;br /&gt;Make love under clear blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Everyday will be a blissful,&lt;br /&gt;Erotic moment&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Peering outside the window&lt;br /&gt;We awake every morning&lt;br /&gt;To the sound of rain&lt;br /&gt;Cold and horny&lt;br /&gt;But somehow oblivious to the world&lt;br /&gt;We can only see&lt;br /&gt;It comes tumbling down on us&lt;br /&gt;Like a catapult of fireflies&lt;br /&gt;A bolt of lightning&lt;br /&gt;It strikes us hard to the bone&lt;br /&gt;The spine chills down to our waist&lt;br /&gt;Unable to variate&lt;br /&gt;The amount of pain we suffered together&lt;br /&gt;Taking this relationship on an adventure&lt;br /&gt;If only we hadn't&lt;br /&gt;If only we took necessary precautions&lt;br /&gt;If only we were The Almighty&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes.... In the name of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114398951719949405?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114398951719949405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114398951719949405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114398951719949405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114398951719949405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/04/for-that-someone.html' title='For That Someone'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114389967806799666</id><published>2006-04-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:54:38.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Season 2 (Episode 17)</title><content type='html'>It's the LOST Map! If you didn't know by now, I am huge LOST fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelostnumbers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s a good blog dedicated to the phenomenal mystery behind this awesome show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/cleanwall-707484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/cleanwall-707484.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I also found out the font they use for all the iPod ads is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myriad Pro&lt;/span&gt;. If that has anything gotta do with LOST. I dunno. Just for your info I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114389967806799666?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114389967806799666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114389967806799666&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114389967806799666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114389967806799666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/04/lost-season-2-episode-17.html' title='Lost Season 2 (Episode 17)'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114382158831956327</id><published>2006-04-01T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:14:33.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 March 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/mos27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/mos27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114382158831956327?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114382158831956327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114382158831956327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114382158831956327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114382158831956327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/04/29-march-2006.html' title='29 March 2006'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114355799837991717</id><published>2006-03-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:13:25.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2wenty Se7en</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This post has no images. Phew!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours time I'll be 27, unofficially of cos. The last I remember checking my birthcert, it says 1628hrs or something like that. Hmm..good for 4D. So only when it's 4pm tmrw, I'll offically turn 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rejoice or not to rejoice? Well, depends on how you look at it. For some like me, I drag to be a year older. I know we all grow older as the year progresses but somehow I just don't feel right being 27. It's just too fast. It's just not right. I look at myself and see where I am in life, I haven't achieved anything. My ambition hasn't been fullfilled...I see my friends getting married, having kids. My brothers with their love of their life, enjoying each other's company. Planning for the future as one, sharing life's special moments with each other, lovingly. And here I am. Alone. Only possessing many already have. Freedom &amp; Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do wadever I like, wherever and whenever. Such freedom. But does this mean that it'll vanish if I were to be attached? In wadever ways you look at it, it does have its negative sides. However, it also has its postitive sides. As always, I'll try to look at it positively. Love would come one day again. The least I can do is wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I dream of has never come true. Business plans we talked about still surfacing ard my room. Still lingers on and on and on and I don't know when will we ever see our 'baby'. My heart has always been playing tricks on me. One moment I'll be so enthusiastic, the other moment, everything I do turns to stone. And that'll take double the effort to insprire my creative brain and start working on it again. Sometimes I'm so exhausted I feel like screaming my head off. "Let's kill this off!" But no. Be patient. As the old saying goes: Good things always have to wait. And so I wait. I'm a good listener you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing is believeing. And I do not want to see myself when I'm thirty, still doin what I'm doin. I wanna be the best in my field. To handle people, to direct and inspire people in creative ways that dreams so often do not come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Fading Like A Flower - Roxette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a time where the sun descends alone,&lt;br /&gt;I ran a long long way from home&lt;br /&gt;to find a heart thats made out of stone.&lt;br /&gt;I will try,&lt;br /&gt;I just need a little time&lt;br /&gt;to get your face right out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;to see the world through different eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you oh I try to hide away&lt;br /&gt;but when we meet it seems I cant let go.&lt;br /&gt;Every time you leave the room&lt;br /&gt;I feel Im fading like a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;When I scream theres no reply,&lt;br /&gt;when I reach out theres nothing to find,&lt;br /&gt;when I sleep I break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fading like a rose,&lt;br /&gt;fading like a rose,&lt;br /&gt;beaten by the storm,&lt;br /&gt;talking to myself,&lt;br /&gt;getting washed by the rain,&lt;br /&gt;its such a cold cold town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114355799837991717?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114355799837991717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114355799837991717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114355799837991717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114355799837991717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/03/2wenty-se7en.html' title='2wenty Se7en'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114335387009374630</id><published>2006-03-26T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T16:05:11.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/IMG_0739.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/IMG_0739.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114335387009374630?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114335387009374630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114335387009374630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/03/stan.html' title='Stan'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114156328330436402</id><published>2006-03-05T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:54:43.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS is MOS is MOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/mos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/mos2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114156328330436402?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114156328330436402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114156328330436402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/03/mos-is-mos-is-mos_05.html' title='MOS is MOS is MOS'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114140040248677325</id><published>2006-03-03T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:42:17.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/liver03march_body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/liver03march_body.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool will have a new supporter at Anfield on Wednesday as they look to turn around a one-nil deficit away to Benfica. The Kop will be transformed into a sea of colour as fans launch a giant surfer banner when the Portuguese side roll into town.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funded through donations from hundreds of supporters worldwide, the 'Liverbanner' features the iconic Liverbird and celebrates Liverpool's status as the most successful British club in European football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114140040248677325?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114140040248677325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114140040248677325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114140040248677325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114140040248677325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/03/come-wednesday.html' title='Come Wednesday...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-114121605283134953</id><published>2006-03-01T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:27:32.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/nbcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/nbcard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NewsRoom Bar has been closed. No use for my card anymore. Shall head north to MW. Victor has to get me the MW card! Well then...so long to Newsroom Bar! Thanks for all the memories....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-114121605283134953?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/114121605283134953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=114121605283134953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114121605283134953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/114121605283134953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/03/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113971463854450384</id><published>2006-02-12T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T12:22:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Old Novacaine News.</title><content type='html'>You may have heard that I've recently been to JB and got caught at the customs trying to pry away with 40 over CDs, DVDs and PS2 pirated games right? Well, the drama has since been subdued. We got back everything that was confiscated. Every single disc, from the MDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on any further to instill some necessary knowledge for all you aspiring potential smugglers, let me list down the number of pirated discs me and my bro, Perry tried to smuggle into our homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS2 game: 24&lt;br /&gt;DVD movie: 10&lt;br /&gt;DVD concert: 5&lt;br /&gt;PC game: 4&lt;br /&gt;Software: 3&lt;br /&gt;Mp3 CD: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total count: 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's alot! But no porno, nothing obscene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a week after the drama happened at the customs, we got back all of the items. According to the government standing media law order, it is understood that: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(information derived from mda.gov.sg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mainCtl_text10" id="FAQMain1_dataGrid__ctl2_Label_Answer"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Videos sold outside Singapore are considered to be uncensored when brought into Singapore. The MDA works closely with the Immigration &amp; Checkpoints Authority to check on travellers who bring in uncensored and obscene videos at the checkpoints. At the same time, the MDA takes a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;balanced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; approach when travellers bring in items bought outside Singapore for personal consumption. These items include VCDs and DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the VCD/DVDs brought in may be from the exempted categories which do not require classification. All videos brought into Singapore should be declared and submitted to the Board of Film Censors (part of the MDA) for classification. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Board classifies videos under the Films Act based on the content and does not determine their origin, i.e. whether the videos are pirated.&lt;/span&gt; Pirated videos  are illegal under the &lt;a href="http://statutes.agc.gov.sg/non_version/cgi-bin/cgi_retrieve.pl?actno=REVED-63&amp;doctitle=COPYRIGHT+ACT%0A&amp;amp;date=latest&amp;method=part"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Copyright Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span class="mainCtl_text10" id="FAQMain1_dataGrid__ctl7_Label_Answer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An individual  who submits his videos for classification by the Board has to pay &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S$1.80 for  each video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The videos may be brought to and collected from the Board's office at URAC Centre (7th Floor, East Wing) at Maxwell Road. Certification may be done on the spot if the title of the film is already in the Board's database. Otherwise, the time taken for classifying the submitted videos is a function of the recording duration and the number of videos submitted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the MDA laid to all aspiring people like us who're thinking of smuggling back. But rules are meant to be broken eh? They'd juz close one eye on minors like us. All I can say is don't ever bring in obscene materials and keep check on how many you're gonna bring in. 5 is the maximum - that's what I 'overheard'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summerize, I'd rather pay $3.50. My splurge on these will still carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back all my discs was probably the happiest day so far in 2006. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mainCtl_text10" id="FAQMain1_dataGrid__ctl2_Label_Answer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113971463854450384?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113971463854450384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113971463854450384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113971463854450384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113971463854450384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-old-novacaine-news.html' title='New Old Novacaine News.'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113882750092332988</id><published>2006-02-02T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T05:03:46.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checklist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113882750092332988?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113882750092332988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113882750092332988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113882750092332988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113882750092332988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/02/checklist.html' title='Checklist'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113673384013344036</id><published>2006-01-08T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:24:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet My Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/talman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/talman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113673384013344036?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113673384013344036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113673384013344036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113673384013344036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113673384013344036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/01/meet-my-wife.html' title='Meet My Wife'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113669344225060813</id><published>2006-01-08T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T16:34:55.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad's an escalator doing in MOS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/mos_0001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/mos_0001.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://usera.imagecave.com/jeremyz/mos_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113669344225060813?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113669344225060813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113669344225060813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113669344225060813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113669344225060813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/01/wads-escalator-doing-in-mos.html' title='Wad&apos;s an escalator doing in MOS?'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113621812917159344</id><published>2006-01-02T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T01:21:59.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Continue (To Rant) - E Tissue-Man Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/tissueman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/tissueman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's 2006 and i figured i shall give my two cents worth too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, 2005 was an eventful year. In fact, never had i encountered so many independent events in a single year - what would 2006 be like? First a flashback of 2005. Here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friends, thanks for your support and non-support thru' out the past few years, you know who you are. Merito-culture@ NUS was tough to handle, so i wouldn't have made it thru without some form of support from u guys. Indeed, the Nerd-culture was getting too hot to handle even though i felt like i was getting the hang of it. But, no thanks. Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To myself (notice i put frens before myself - if you get my drift.. oh) Encountered spates of near depression - from thinking too much about life in general - oh you banished soul from hell, what art thou losing motivation in life even beforest you have reached the finish line? Think i've encountered too much unhappiness in my life, seen too much self-imposed problems in people, too much jealousy, too much materialism, too much pseudo-culture amongst relationships - too much of human nature - at its worse. I'm getting sick of seeing people, including myself. Frankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say..but i think alcohol and cigarettes savaged my life this year. Geez, i'll say it anyway, allowed a smoother transcendence in tussles of the mind. Figured this year would be a good time to quit. Want to feel stronger, healthier, wealthier? then quit lor. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To work. Fuck, i'm virtually working for free lorhz..no CPF. dun complain hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long &amp; Short Term Career Plans - ST Recruitment ads states u gotta have a masters degree to be a Vibration Engineer... huh den i how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term plans to be a Product Engineer /Project Engineer. Praying hard for my applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2006 is gona be a better year. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roger rabbit is all w-holed up to find new carrots. Burrow Burrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/tissueman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/tissueman2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113621812917159344?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113621812917159344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113621812917159344&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113621812917159344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113621812917159344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/01/let-me-continue-to-rant-e-tissue-man.html' title='Let Me Continue (To Rant) - E Tissue-Man Speaks'/><author><name>Roger Ramjet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234149886626043668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7236/1332/1600/ramjet.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113621343298921543</id><published>2006-01-02T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T01:26:20.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Begin (To Rant)</title><content type='html'>It's 2006 and I wanna say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;LOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;/S reading this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(you know who you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. Pls fucking wake up! You're like a dead walking elephant. The world is better off without you, really, if you don't bloody wake up. You're a waste in '05. So pls dun be a waste again in '06 'cos there's still half your life waiting for you to experience. And I hope I dun waste my precious slavia saying this to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;To my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;. Wad's life without you man? We're all living a life full of purpose. Mine and yours are never different. We have to carry each other, carry each other. So let's make '06 an even better one&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Let the tongue roll!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. Remember love is a temple. Pls find those who are in need of it and dun fucking give to those who already have. We have to be fair here ya? So fuck those who wants more of it. You're greedy. Go fuck yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CIGARETTES&lt;/span&gt;. It's evil to smoke nowadays. Pls back your temptation off from me! Don't come near me! Ah!!!! No!!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ALCOHOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. I didn't know doing it at the comfort of your own room is as pleasurable as in pubs. It's an absolut raspberri joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;To my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUITAR&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry but you have to go. When someone has to go, he has to. Don't argue. So bye bye. Thanks for those short memories.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;CREATIVENESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. Long live! This Brain never fails to ignite creativeness. The Brain wants more so he could save the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;. Plugging in everyday to work I have. Do it in style in '06 I may. The ipod way.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;LIVERPOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. Pls beat Man Utd, Chelsea and Arsenal. The 'bird's' gonna be skinned on my leg so give me some pride at least. Or better still, do it twice in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;. I and you and you you you you want more. So show me more money!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;HEALTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. Yes. To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ILLNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;And finally to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUCK&lt;/span&gt;. If you people have never strike 4D, Toto or the gal at the dancefloor at any given duration of your dumbass luckless life. Then this year will be no different so don't bother searching or praying or buying it. You're like me. Sway for life.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;NB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In some parts, you may feel you're nothing but a scum in this world. But in reality, deep inside, you know you're not.&lt;br /&gt;But the king of the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113621343298921543?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113621343298921543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113621343298921543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113621343298921543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113621343298921543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/01/lets-begin-to-rant.html' title='Let&apos;s Begin (To Rant)'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113620616089531829</id><published>2006-01-02T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:38:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/cd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://usera.imagecave.com/jeremyz/cd_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;december 2005 boxing day gift volume one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'cos my favourite number is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremyz . steve . roger . perry . francis . charmaine . stanley . jeanne . huiling . chin . vincent . shaun . gwen . eric . keith . michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Volume 2  - December 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113620616089531829?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113620616089531829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113620616089531829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113620616089531829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113620616089531829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2006/01/sixteen.html' title='Sixteen'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113560724169612696</id><published>2005-12-26T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T22:30:39.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click for bigger image!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/IMG_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/IMG_0484.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113560724169612696?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113560724169612696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113560724169612696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113560724169612696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113560724169612696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/12/boxing-day.html' title='Boxing Day!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113388180683617154</id><published>2005-12-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:10:07.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy to the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/bt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/bt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113388180683617154?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113388180683617154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113388180683617154&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113388180683617154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113388180683617154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/12/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113362960388809245</id><published>2005-12-04T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:21:48.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Madness @ the O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/3-12-2005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/3-12-2005.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was a night to remember for steve, jem, freddie, sim &amp; myself. There was nothing spectacular about the crowd at Double O, just the usual Brady bunch. Boys and gals, husbands and wives, attached singles with their dears, singles, adulterers, vixens, jerks, the one night standers, rubbasters, spgs, female anglers seeking rich Casanovas (fancy cars?), normal people, students who have just finished their exams and of course not to mention the usual people who were just there to chill out with their friends, buaya and enjoy the music – us?&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music? It sucked – BIG TIME! Just not my kinda of music – not sure about the rest of the guys. After our attempted time on the dance floor, we conveniently migrated over to NewsRoom Bar to scout around – the music there was far better – albeit the crowd was super old, Omg – seems like we always have to sacrifice one for the other – music? Crowd? Mutually exclusive or just a subjective preference?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Mambo night (@Zouk) was ok what…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting very sick of clubbing – perhaps it’s the air, perhaps we’re getting too old for such stuff, perhaps it’s the lung congested, alcohol induced nauseousness experienced the morning after, perhaps its time to get a better way of life. Perhaps I should just consider going to Zouk from noweverafter till I think of another contingency plan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, it was for jem (him for having this rare break from work) and I (cus I’m going back to the MOH on Monday to fulfill my few months left of debt) that we wanted to do something during the weekend together. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bros for making it a most pleasurable night!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….YEAHHH I finally graduated!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/zouk30th.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113342410479399605?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113342410479399605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113342410479399605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/12/velvetzoukphuture.html' title='Velvet.Zouk.Phuture.'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113310884487300463</id><published>2005-11-28T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:49:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best 'Live' Album of 2005 - Bullet in a Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/bullet-in-a-bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/bullet-in-a-bible.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Album Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this fetish for 'live' recordings and I dunno why. Maybe 'cos it sounds better, more originally raw. I mean that's where you'll see the band's true talent, on stage, 'live'. Green Day's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bullet in a Bible&lt;/span&gt; is one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; good example of good 'live' CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore this CD/DVD album combo I bought today has all the elements for it to be one of the best 'live' album of the year. Albeit their hit songs in their 'American Idiot' LP and old hits like 'Brainstew', 'Basket Case' etc, this truly is a manifesto for all Green Day fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This awesome material was recorded in June 2005 before 65,000 lunatic fans in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, the tracklisting on the audio disc is predictably divided between the big power ballads from the trio's most recent album, "AI". But I'm kinda disappointed they didn't play 'Oh Novacaine'! A candidate for their new single, I hope....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;a name="b000b8qf147499"&gt;&lt;span class="serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the full tracklisting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;American Idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus of Suburbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Are We The Waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;St. Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Longview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hitchin' A Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Brain Stew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;King For A Day/Shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wake Me Up When Sept. Ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Minority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We Are the Champions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Must buy! $20.95 @ HMV or you're just a boring arse-hole! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a name="b000b8qf147499"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113310884487300463?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113310884487300463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113310884487300463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/11/best-live-album-of-2005-bullet-in.html' title='Best &apos;Live&apos; Album of 2005 - Bullet in a Bible'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113185942987604556</id><published>2005-11-13T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T15:00:13.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ The Noble House Milennium // 5th November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/DSC_0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/DSC_0820.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113185942987604556?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113185942987604556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113185942987604556&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113185942987604556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113185942987604556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/11/noble-house-milennium-5th-november.html' title='@ The Noble House Milennium // 5th November'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113127385835402741</id><published>2005-11-06T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:44:18.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/P1020835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/P1020835.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113127385835402741?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113127385835402741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113127385835402741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/11/morning-yesterday.html' title='The Morning Yesterday.'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113067977092867863</id><published>2005-10-30T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:48:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve's STAG Nite :: Newsroom Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/stagnite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/stagnite.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our brother Steve will finally be celebrating his wedding this Saturday. We wish him well and be always happy with his the other half, Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Congratulations from all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113067977092867863?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/113067977092867863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=113067977092867863&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113067977092867863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113067977092867863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/steves-stag-nite-newsroom-bar.html' title='Steve&apos;s STAG Nite :: Newsroom Bar'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-113041557475625868</id><published>2005-10-27T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:42:40.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 46th Week of 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt; I've never seen such a scale of a weather storm in Singapore. I was simply amazed at the power of the afternoon's thunder while having my after-lunch smoke. The sound lingered on continuusly for minutes I was pretty sure Shun Li Building was shaking! So bloody loud and scary I had goosebums all over. It reminded me of the time I was in Taiwan during my army days many years ago...LOUD &amp; WET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;was the eve of my 7th attempt for my Basic Theroy Test. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(YES! SEVEN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Got a call from Steve bro to chill at his place so what the fuck...studying for the test can wait till tomorrow! And since we have a bottle that we've not touched since buying it few weeks ago and also considering a rare fact that I'm on unpaid leave tomorrow, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to 77th, I decided I had to get more drinks. I bought 2 bottles of Baron's cos well, one miserable bottle of wine wasn't enough for the 3 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/3bottles3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/3bottles3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. Basic Theory Test day! Chin woke me up with her sms. Thank God! Just about enough time to read through for an hour or so! No choice. Paid for it already cannot waste money! Cannot skip! It was probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE &lt;/span&gt;time to pass...but NOOO!!!! We failed! NaBei! Same sad story, different day. Arrggghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next test will be on 5th December and my 8th attempt. Basket.. That better be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought we could walk around town after the test but Chin's got a bad headache so the plan had to be scrapped. I went to town alone in search for a new pair of leather shoes for Steve's wedding. Found it @ The Heeren!! $39! But no size 8! Arrgggh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting hungry. Steve recommended this western food stall at AMK so we had our mixed grill dinner there. No plans yet on his side but I had better get goin cos I promised Michie I'll meet her up to pass her some stuff for her school work. Then shit...i was still at AMK and she had already finished her group meeting and on her way back home. I was about to leave for Michie's place when suddenly Steve recieved a sms from Freddie. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Zouk tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Temptation strides in. I turned soft. I quickly dropped the idea to meet Michie.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Really paiseh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Zouk was probably the devil telling me to enter his domain. But tonight his domain was filled with angels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure magical mambo jumbo retro nite...only @ Zouk, 3 yrs after my last visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/zouk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/zouk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes Zouk was revamped. It's probably bigger now. And any of you twigs who visited Zouk KL, you'll probably realised the exterior of Zouk Singapore has the exact same look and feel. Whitechunky ballon curves like that. Beside that similarity, we have a oblong lcd screen above the enterance area. Quite cool, New York City Sqaure like that. You have to go there and see for yourself. I'm goin there again tomorrow to attend Juice's 7th Anniversary Party with Kenneth. Haha! Many thanks to him, he has a invitee ticket! Yes! Haha.. But most importantly, the main course is to 'celebrate' Steve bro's STAG NITE a.k.a. Bachelor's Nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a party animal. I'm just living to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-113041557475625868?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113041557475625868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/113041557475625868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/46th-week-of-2005.html' title='The 46th Week of 2005'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112973006772827344</id><published>2005-10-19T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:04:51.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/okcomputer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/200/okcomputer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Radiohead's '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok Computer&lt;/span&gt;' has been voted the greatest album of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The British rockers were awarded the prestigious title after topping a poll conducted by British TV station Channel Four to find music lovers' favourite records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead, fronted by Tom Yorke, beat off stiff competition from a whole host of critically acclaimed artists including U2, The Beatles, Queen and Oasis to claim the top spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full list can be found &lt;a href="http://www.femalefirst.co.uk/celebrity/35412004.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112973006772827344?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112973006772827344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112973006772827344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/damn-right.html' title='Damn Right!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112955445636690587</id><published>2005-10-17T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:00:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OEI!!! Which one??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/whichoneman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/whichoneman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual, I cannot make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one should I buy? Big headache. Or I juz buy both, that'd solve everything. Both are priced at around the $500 range. But upon checks @ Yahoo! Auctions, I found &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swines &lt;/span&gt;selling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt; between the $300-$400 range. Brand new some more. But mother always tell me not to buy electrical goods if you can't physically &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caress &lt;/span&gt;it. Especially so if it's not cheap. For Apple, no way you'll ever find discounts on their ipods unless you buy it off as second hands from people who're retarded to sell them off, even though they claim to have 'lost interest'. Eh, then what about &lt;a href="http://www.creative.com/products/product.asp?category=213&amp;subcategory=214&amp;amp;product=12985"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creative Zen Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Ermm...PASS...I don't like its 'ultra-stone-aged' look. So it's down to 2. The Sony Playstation Portable or the new iPod. This kind of decisions are hard to make sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they weren't gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll happily take both with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"So here I am with open arms"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Open Arms by Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112955445636690587?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112955445636690587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112955445636690587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112955445636690587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112955445636690587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/oei-which-one.html' title='OEI!!! Which one??'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112955191479118379</id><published>2005-10-17T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:26:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up! (Fri / Sat) Zouk Re-opens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/zoulbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/zoulbanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://usera.imagecave.com/jeremyz/zoukflyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click here la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112955191479118379?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112955191479118379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112955191479118379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-up-fri-sat-zouk-re-opens.html' title='What&apos;s Up! (Fri / Sat) Zouk Re-opens!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112920636165671350</id><published>2005-10-13T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:26:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...oh what a night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/doubleO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/doubleO.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112920636165671350?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112920636165671350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112920636165671350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-what-night.html' title='...oh what a night...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112895651765586806</id><published>2005-10-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:43:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl with Many Eyes - Tim Burton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/manyeyes4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/manyeyes4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in the park&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who had many eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;She was really quite pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;(and also quite shocking!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;and I noticed she had a mouth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;so we ended up talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;We talked about flowers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;and her poetry classes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;and the problems she'd have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;if she ever wore glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;It's great to know a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;who has many eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;but you really get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;when she breaks down and cries.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim Burton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,helvetica,arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/ASIN/057122444X/qid=1128957212/sr=2-1/ref=sr_2_11_1/202-9519899-3143059"&gt;The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy: And Other Stories&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,helvetica,arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://homepage.tinet.ie/%7Esebulbac/burton/home.html"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,helvetica,arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112895651765586806?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112895651765586806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112895651765586806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/girl-with-many-eyes-tim-burton.html' title='The Girl with Many Eyes - Tim Burton'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112887050888927849</id><published>2005-10-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T23:19:57.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life And Death In Shanghai by Nien Cheng</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/lifeinshang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/lifeinshang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"This book conveys with power and impact the horrors faced by one brave Chinese woman during the Cultural Revolution. I believe it will prove an enduring document to one of modern history's greatest aberrations."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Anthony Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Never have I finished reading a book with tears in my eyes. Even though I have read quite a few of the flurry of autobiographies set in 20th century China. This one is set apart. Written by a remarkable, intelligent women whose spirit and insight into humanity will stay with me forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;" &gt; s222&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;Nice comments from nice people in regards to this new book I bought recently. I was browsing through many asian novel titles at a 2nd bookshop in Heartland Mall and this seems to be something of a gem. Even the salesgirl recommended me this so what the hack. Soon after I'm done reading the Radiohead book, I shall start reading this...Such anticipation! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112887050888927849?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112887050888927849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112887050888927849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-and-death-in-shanghai-by-nien.html' title='Life And Death In Shanghai by Nien Cheng'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112886986351389052</id><published>2005-10-09T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:57:43.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/greybanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/greybanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112886986351389052?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112886986351389052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112886986351389052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-campaign.html' title='ONE Campaign'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112844011565131334</id><published>2005-10-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:36:13.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy One Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not dwell in the past,&lt;br /&gt;do not dream about the future,&lt;br /&gt;concentrate the mind on the present moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112844011565131334?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112844011565131334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112844011565131334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/holy-one-says.html' title='The Holy One Says...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112834863758961875</id><published>2005-10-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:06:15.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaguely...</title><content type='html'>Today is the bleakest day of my working life. I was totaled. I nearly went berserk. I left office @8pm. I felt like throwing up. Can't get any worst. Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, too much of it will kill you. Quite instantly, I just wanted to give up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"For a minute there&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself, I lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;Phew, for a minute there,&lt;br /&gt;             I lost myself, I lost myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112834863758961875?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112834863758961875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112834863758961875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/vaguely.html' title='Vaguely...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112823068292556622</id><published>2005-10-02T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:36:56.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Me Up When September Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/devial%27sBar01102205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/devial%27sBar01102205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://usera.imagecave.com/jeremyz/devialsBar01102205.jpg"&gt;Click here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112823068292556622?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112823068292556622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112823068292556622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake Me Up When September Ends'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112810282128205362</id><published>2005-10-01T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T01:54:10.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Designing is a piece of cake when you're high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and have streaks of blond hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Sim Jeremy Leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whoever he is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112810282128205362?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112810282128205362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112810282128205362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm?'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112808715571343184</id><published>2005-09-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:34:19.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-hur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Work is not a man's punishment.&lt;br /&gt;It is his reward and his strength and his pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- George Sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(whoever he is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112808715571343184?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112808715571343184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112808715571343184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/uh-hur.html' title='Uh-hur'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112808677130320980</id><published>2005-09-30T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:45:16.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DesiGn MulFunction</title><content type='html'>When Justin Timberlake stripped Janet on stage at a half time performance in a SuperBowl match to reveal her danggling black nipple, they call it wadrobe mulfunction. When Jeremy looses his inspiration to come up with fresh new creative ideas, he calls it DESIGN MULFUNCTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead to the bone. PeiChun annual's 80% done. YuyingSec annual's 95% done. Between the 2, Yuying's the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terok&lt;/span&gt; one. Why? 110 fucking pages. That's why. All planning, concept, colour adjustments done by me, me and me. Medusa's the only one providing me the push and throwing me flames of documents for the inclusion of text into the annual. Chinese ones included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I'm gonna have a huge gigantic problem with my printer! I'm convincingly prepared that in the next few days to come, he's gonna call me and tell me something like this," Jeremy, your pages for 2 colours printing are not 2 colours printing at all. Your black has all 4 colour elements in it!" Then I will answer him,"Ya I know, I've checked a millions times. But the steps I take to do them in 2 colours is the exact same way I did when doing a 2 colour school folder!" In between, if you have magical God-giving superficial powers then you'd probably hear me saying this in my heart," Fucking swine, you're a fucking printer, can't you jolly well just do your fucking colour-sep and just bring it back down for proof? No eyes or knowledge to judge on the screen for urself how many percentage of magenta is that izzit? Basket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I'm getting quite aggitated. Probably I really need a well deserved rest tonight. Sleep early, be fresh, get down to work tomorrow and finish off that God damn YuyingSec cover... but quite interestingly, my best friend's calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Mr.Heineken. Or Miss? Whichever you prefer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/heineken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/heineken.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112808677130320980?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112808677130320980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112808677130320980&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112808677130320980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112808677130320980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/design-mulfunction.html' title='DesiGn MulFunction'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112783173507117900</id><published>2005-09-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:07:01.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing My Religion</title><content type='html'>Perry and Vincent came over for a breather and left not a while ago. What surprised me today wasn't becos Vincent played his favourite Dyanasty Warriors 5 on the playstation or knowing Sandra is in a real mad rush to clear my magazines but my dear bro Perry who actually went online to search for a course that he wants to undertake. Psychology, in fact. Amongst a thousand over courses available in the world today, he could think of stuying psychology? My gawd! I almost thought for an instant he was joking! I quickly shrugged off this dumb, unlogical idea. I told him to go for MIS instead and study something more sensible like animation, mobile gaming which I was also very much interested. We're 26 goin on 30 for goodness sake, why the sudden crave to enrich our already enriched minds like studying psychology? From my understanding, a diploma for psychology isn't gonna take you far. As far as I'm concern for my bro, and relating this from my cousin whom she's a degree holder in psychology, she's only doing part-time counseling to some dumb nutwits in a primary school. I'm pretty sure people nowadays are getting smarter and probably think they could tackle life in a way it deemed fit for them, no need to waste their precious time listening to these counsellors. Well, unless otherwise circumstances surfaced...but even then we would normally consult our close friends first, our lover or sometimes our mum, or sometimes our dad, our brother, or our whinny sister, or maybe even your pet dog/fish whichever you feel comfortable with. Some may turn to God and just pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"That's me in the corner. That's me in the spotlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm losing my religion. Trying to keep up with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I don't know if I can do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;REM 'Losing My Religion'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112783173507117900?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112783173507117900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112783173507117900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/losing-my-religion.html' title='Losing My Religion'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112774108466861388</id><published>2005-09-26T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T21:26:55.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daysleeper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Without change, something sleeps inside us,&lt;br /&gt;and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112774108466861388?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112774108466861388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112774108466861388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/daysleeper.html' title='Daysleeper?'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112766075005499200</id><published>2005-09-25T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:08:16.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Quote...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Found my coat and grabbed my hat&lt;br /&gt;Made the bus in seconds flat&lt;br /&gt;Found my way upstairs and had a smoke&lt;br /&gt;Somebody spoke and I went into a dream."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from the best international selling novel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/ASIN/1841193615/202-0490737-0471067"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Shanghai Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112766075005499200?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112766075005499200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112766075005499200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-quote_25.html' title='I Quote...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112738926012825670</id><published>2005-09-22T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:12:43.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black &amp; White Issue #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was Mdm Wong's 7th Anniversary last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/barons91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/barons91.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112738926012825670?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112738926012825670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112738926012825670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/black-white-issue-2.html' title='The Black &amp; White Issue #2'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112722823243706034</id><published>2005-09-20T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:04:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been nearly a week since I sprained my back and i'm quickly recovering! In fact I reckoned by the next day or two, I'll be good as new! Thank God it wasn't as bad i first thought it'd be. I swear this shall never happen again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about what lies ahead of me in the years to come. There're always questions in life you can never avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will I stick to this job for another year or look forward to next year in such belief that i'd go independent?&lt;/span&gt; Meaning I'll go head hunting for projects, work as freelance. I'm deeply thinking of quitting and carry on what I do best. To design and publish magazines. School magazines, by myself. Solo. Independently. Or whatever forms of publication that I know will be appreciated comprehensively in print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt I'll have the guts to go solo. I dunno, I always see things in mono. Grey. Dull. I can speak of beautiful, positive things. But to gather these thoughts and let it happen is a whole new perspective, I dare say I cringed in fear to even put my best feet forward. There're many greater uncertainties out there. So why don't I juz play it safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stucked to the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or have I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I defragged from the system and gather more confidence and tell myself I can do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...only time can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/duranduran/ordinaryworld.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112722823243706034?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112722823243706034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112722823243706034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112722823243706034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112722823243706034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/grass-is-always-greener-on-other-side.html' title='Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side.'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112687916912036469</id><published>2005-09-16T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T22:40:36.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem!</title><content type='html'>The problem with me now is not about work but about my freaking backbone that I strained last night while I was @ Delifrance with Chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was goin to be paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did was juz to cough and all i knew after that, i had this electrical sensation around my waist and I froozed. Dumbfounded. Fuck fuck fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a mere cough, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm...probably it's the way I cough and my body posture that triggered the sprained?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew when I wake up the next morning, it's gonna be worst, and obviously, it was so freaking pain I intended to vist a chinese sinseh for him to perform some magical massage or watsoever on my back but I chicken out. Heh what's new? I'm still so stubborn to even visit the dentist for the removal of my useless tooth. But that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, the pain was so bad I couldn't even wear my boxer this monring! Have to struggle. Instead of the norm, i placed the boxer nicely on the floor, put my two feet through the holes, squad slightly and swiftly pull it up to my waist. Surprisingly I wore my jeans without any sweat. But that wasn't all. The biggest problem was wearing my socks! Wah lau eh! I nearly gave up! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wear slipper can already!&lt;/span&gt; But becos of my determination :P and most importantly the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bengish &lt;/span&gt;look when I'm gonna wear slippers to work forced me to try harder. With rapid reflexes, I somehow got them in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My back was irritating me the whole of today at work and back home as well. My mum and sis were helpful enough to honourably massage my back with this cool gadget called iPamper. Fantastic gadget I should say, but if you know me I get tickled quite easily so after 5 mins of slient giggling, I gave up went back to my room and carry on with my lonely life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain pain la. Probably I'll just monitor for a few days then see how. Fuck, getting old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's tomorrow. No plans. Was supposed to bid a farewell to Zouk today but 'cos of this problem I had to pass. Keith says maybe we'd go Devil's tomorrow and finish the other bottle but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112687916912036469?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112687916912036469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112687916912036469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/problem.html' title='Problem!'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112641867355743615</id><published>2005-09-11T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:03:03.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black &amp; White Issue #1</title><content type='html'>I've decided to skip my e-trial test today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloody lazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And according to Chin, we still could go for the actual test even though we didn't sit for the trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that reassures myself not to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's only $5.25. So it's money well-wasted. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/adidas_band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/adidas_band.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my new Adidas wrist band I bought on Friday @ The Heeren. $10. Many other colours available but I chose white cos it compliments my white adidas watch. Available in 2 kinds. Normal one like the one i'm using now or a glow-in-the-dark one. Good for clubbing. But not for me. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual suspects. Wednesday. Mdm Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/wedmw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/wedmw2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Joanne's 26th Birthday. Devil's Bar. 2 gals, 3 guys and a 750ml Johnnie Walker Black Label. Keep Walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/devils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/devils.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue will not be possible with my brothers and sisters, namely, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roger, Keith, Steve, Freddie, Kenneth, Ah Sim, Joanne &amp; Michelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people made the 38th week of 2005 another awesome one to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And.................Sophie's 4 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute little thing just make me wanna 'chu-bit' her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/sophie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/sophie1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112641867355743615?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112641867355743615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112641867355743615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/black-white-issue-1.html' title='The Black &amp; White Issue #1'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112573922054333736</id><published>2005-09-03T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T11:11:45.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tong Hua (Guang Liang) MTV</title><content type='html'>Now, being a sentimental person like me can be tough when you simply detest all  things mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just gotta put that 'pride' aside and juz relish the simplicity of things around you. By embracing it wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would make this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;change in me has got to be the massive influence and hype surrounding the recently concluded 'Project Superstar'. 'Tong Hua' was being sung by the eventual winner; Weilian, aka Blind Man &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(think of Aerosmith's single.)&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I first heard the song. And I learnt later that the song was 'a few months old' already! Ok fine, no worries. It's nice anyway so what's the fuss. I'm even listening to Radiohead's 1997 album till now. Good music lasts forever eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to 'Tong Hua' was just the beginning. Watching the MTV was an icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slaves &lt;/span&gt;dragging a piano centerstage. Guang Liang appears, bowing to the audience. They clapped. An errie voiceover eclipses this scene. A whisper '加油'. Then he places his 2.5G phone on the piano top and starts playing the intro. It stops short and the scene flashes back to earlier days when his lover was actually doing this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swine &lt;/span&gt;a favour by playing the next tune on his piano. She makes it with one attempt and Wala! We got a mando-pop hit! She's a wizard I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gets paranoid. She wants a favour back. This part's kinda cute. She says,"&lt;span  lang="ZH-TW" style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;幫我般家&lt;/span&gt;!' This, she asked not once but twice. The 2nd time she shouted. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bo bian&lt;/span&gt;, he had to help her. And so as you can see from the 3rd frame above, that she's relaxing at the back of the van on the sofa while pityful him's driving her to her new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving only the sofa to the living room, they were both perspiring. Wet to be precised. He looks down at her whooping breasts. Not enough, he looks again. This time he was caught red-handed. Heh. From the 3rd to 6th frame, as all soapy teary jap love story goes, she starts to get emotional and cry. Shocked, he stared at her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(her eyes this time)&lt;/span&gt; 看什墨看? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wad attitude! I like!&lt;/span&gt; But at a turn of event, they kissed. And kissed. Then suddenly, i saw red! Lousy brand lipstick? No! Her pretty pretty nose bleed! Nose bleed! KaoZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wipes his face smerge with her blood. She happily sees the doctor and all's not well. She suffering from some illness that will bed-ridden her in the later frames that you'll see. The song stops here allowing this scene to be the climax. He decides to play her the tune. She listens a few notes and then collapses! All hell breaks loose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Touching scenes here. *Sob* The doctor realises from the lightbox neg scans that her left breast has a lump. Ermm...that's wad i presume &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not an expert but in the first 2 neg scans, it shows her brain? So brain damage? This is a confusing situation. To put it in simple terms, it's a deadly illness. She asked for a replica 2.5G phone so that she could listen to his actual performance 'live' on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/frame_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/frame_10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow down from her eyes as she listens to his performance. That's almost the end. Well, that's the end! The next few scenes wasn't detailed enough. So did she survive? Ah...that's the way it should be! Make people like you and me ponder. Ponder what's gonna happen next... make people 'thirst'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick in selling. Touches your emotional side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice sweet love story. Goes perfectly well with the song too. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Info on video: Downloaded pirately from Ares within 5mins. Video's almost 8mins long. The longest chinese MTV I've come across. It's also in my N6680. Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112573922054333736?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112573922054333736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112573922054333736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/tong-hua-guang-liang-mtv.html' title='Tong Hua (Guang Liang) MTV'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112573561005206783</id><published>2005-09-03T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T23:42:02.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Smiled</title><content type='html'>As it being a Saturday today, I woke up 10mins later than the usual 7:35am for work. Did my normal stuff then I boarded bus22 which instinctively arrived the moment i extinguished my fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at the far left end side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, the 3rd bus stop after I board, they'll be a massive surged of passengers. Like a freaking magnet attracting its allies. This happens only on weekdays. For a weekend like today, seats will be aplenty. Well, probably not for single deck buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see familar faces. Some lucky bastards who escaped working on Saturdays were of cos having their extra hours of beauty sleep. But not for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As elegant as she is, she pondered for a second before deciding that seats below were a better option. And so she sat. Not very far away from me. Maybe a flick of a rolled bus-ticket throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more stops and we'll be alighting together. But not until this irritating bus ticket attendent comes to us for checks. My check was a quickie. No questions asked cos paying $1.30 was my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honesty&lt;/span&gt;. Which is always my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;policy&lt;/span&gt;. (Heh, it rhymes! Duh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BTA (bus ticket attendent) tried to be funny with her. And I found it ridiculously uncouth for. She was clearly using an EZLink card and that motherfucking BTA still asked her where she's alighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realised when she spoke, her accent wasn't a pleasurable one to the ear. It sounded very foreign. She must be a Malaysian. But definately not from China. Her tone wasn't that crude. At least I understood what she was telling the BTA so it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BTA realised his stupidity and made a dash for the upper deck. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:47am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a priceless moment that money cannot buy. I'll say this as sweet and short as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She turned to me. I smiled at her. She smiled back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the familar faces every morning. Mondays through Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The regret from not allowing her first to the ATM machine where we accidently bump into each other few months ago was quickly subsided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alleluia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112573561005206783?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112573561005206783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112573561005206783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-smiled.html' title='We Smiled'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112558919999440629</id><published>2005-09-01T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:44:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Quote...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"There is a tribe in the North American Artic, for example who believe that all things on earth have a soul that exists in a minature form of the body that holds it - so that a deer has a tiny deer inside it, and a man has a tiny man inside him. When the large being dies, that tiny form lives on. It can slide into something being born nearby, or it can go to a temporary resting place in the sky, in the belly of a great feminine spirit, where it waits until the moon can send it back to earth. That is what they believe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;(Author, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0385484518/103-5058304-0973452?v=glance"&gt;Tuesdays With Morrie&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112558919999440629?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112558919999440629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112558919999440629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-quote.html' title='I Quote...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112524000646751671</id><published>2005-08-28T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:58:01.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/IMG_00452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/IMG_00452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Granny's BD today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  She's 81 and that's her grand-sons, grand-daughters, grand-son in laws.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, lots of 'em MIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112524000646751671?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112524000646751671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112524000646751671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/eighty-one.html' title='Eighty One'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112516871498018335</id><published>2005-08-28T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T03:25:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Look @ Pei Chun Annual '05 and all that jazz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/peichunmag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/peichunmag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to see a larger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Straining your eyes or using a magnifying glass won't help.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't be an idiot.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks working on thier annual, it seems that I'm probably getting "there" already. I hope they would like the concept I proposed to them. Sandra likes it so I presumed they would too! I'm left with a few more pages like thier niche CCAs, some events from the past year and all those irritating text.....even madarin ones! Arrghhh! Hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a really bad toothache now. In the course of 2 weeks, I kena again. Wad luck man! I reckon it's the gowth of my dumb wisdom tooth that's giving me the pain. I hope it'll subside ASAP! Fucking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I did a little painting over @ Teck Wee's house. At the end of it, I got myself stained with paint....at the sole of my damn feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/Hi-fi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/Hi-fi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice! WV has a new family! An Enzer brand mini Hi-fi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With DVD function but wad's the use? Heh. No TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray! At least it ain't boring working on designs nowadys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking bitch ain't goin to doze of again I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the main reason why Dave brought this in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/michelle_trailer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/michelle_trailer1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michelle should thank her lucky stars that she got me to do her flash movie trailer. Juz finished it. Simple one la, nothing faniciful. I always have problems in synchronising the sound fx to integrate into the clip. But as I've said, simple, nothing fanciful. She should be overjoyed that I finished it on time for her to hand in on Monday. I want my lamp chop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112516871498018335?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112516871498018335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112516871498018335&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112516871498018335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112516871498018335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-look-pei-chun-annual-05-and-all.html' title='First Look @ Pei Chun Annual &apos;05 and all that jazz...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112461439977353012</id><published>2005-08-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:39:57.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/21082005%28001%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/200/21082005%28001%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was tidying up my room today and at my upmost cupboard where all my junk are mostly located, I found a box. A box that is filled with memories 5 years ago. A box that contained many photographs, letters and presents my ex gave me, when we were together. Lifting the cardboard lid, the first thing I saw was this TTS mascot teddy bear which she gave me so that it'll remind me of her when she wasn't physically around me, so that I can hug it every night when I went to bed. Putting that aside, I found 4 photo frames of her and myself. Nice. She looked so much better than the last time I met her half a year ago. Hmm...i reckon the word "YOUTH" really has a meaning after all. Means to say when we look back at photographs of ourselves, we will realise that we REALLY aged. And to say, it was a mere 5 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw more photographs...pictures of us at Carol's Place, Chinese New Year Celebrations at my home......heh..we were both wearing this typical chinese top i remember. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i know there's a name given to it, but juz simply too stupid today to remember or know wad's it called in mandarin so fuck it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She looked so good in that my heart melted. You know...the feeling, the pounding of your heart when the person whom you love so much decides to wear something so stunning, you juz shake your head in disbelief and whisper to yourself.."God, I'm so blessed to have her...No one could replace her.." It was juz one of the many moments I remembered and embedded ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/mrssim3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/mrssim2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty bottle of perfume which she used everytime we went out together was also inside. The smell was so distinctively recognisable. Kenzo. Unmistakable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came to the letters. Reading it juz puts a smile on my face. :) How much she expressed her feelings for me was just priceless. She loved me so much. I quote: "My mom doesn't really adore you as much as I do...maybe becos you're "Malay?"....but no matter how much people say about us, no one can come in between us, not even my mom. sign, lots of hus &amp; kisses, love, elaine choo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine. Forever in my heart. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/recollection1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/recollection.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides recovering some lost memories in my room today, I found huge stacks of music scores/tabs on the other side of my cardboard as well. Realising that I have an extra clear folder to store these sheets, I spend another hour to organise them. So now I've more songs to choose from to practice with, unlike last time where there were only radiohead, radiohead and radiohead tabs. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of arranging them, I found this song by The Beatles that me and my pals used to jam many donkey years ago. It's called "In My Life". It best describes the situation and the moment of my lost memories, 5 years ago,today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;In My Life - The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places I'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends I still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life I've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112461439977353012?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112461439977353012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112461439977353012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112461439977353012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112461439977353012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/box.html' title='The Box'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112427962962352728</id><published>2005-08-17T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:01:58.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Smart</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;"...is sometimes about doing complicated math in our heads, or making difficult logical decisions, but an equally important measure of practical intelligence is our ability to assess - and respond appropriately - to other people's emotional signals."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Steven Johnson&lt;br /&gt;(Author, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1573223077/002-7404503-0829636?v=glance"&gt;Everything Bad Is Good For You&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112427962962352728?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112427962962352728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112427962962352728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/being-smart.html' title='Being Smart'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112420374983779590</id><published>2005-08-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:46:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pei Chun Public School Magazine</title><content type='html'>I'm on the verge of creating a massive ho-ha on &lt;a href="http://schools.moe.edu.sg/pcps/aboutus/sch_history.html"&gt;Pei Chun's&lt;/a&gt; Annual 2005. I'm so geared up for the magazine that'd I'd do anything to achieve what's supposed to be achieved. Fingers-crossed. When 2006 cometh, I really hope many more schools will opt for me to do theirs! Then we can let all those lamers do all those darn templates and layout! Haha... hey, quite an honourable job ok! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lim peh&lt;/span&gt; started from this, from scratch. So dun bloody complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i grew so attached to this company now that I feel I'm gonna stay here for many a long time! No worries, I'm fine with it. I guess money simply talks...So far as I'm happy with what I'm doin, anything flows, anything goes. I can't see myself goin elsewhere and 'degrade' myself to a new environment and be under some stupid creativehead. My position now over here is fine. Can't ask for more... though I'd be glad to hit the 2K mark come next year, or hopefully end of the year? We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ahead. There's always prospects. Even this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah pek&lt;/span&gt; below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/03090017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/03090017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112420374983779590?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112420374983779590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112420374983779590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/pei-chun-public-school-magazine.html' title='Pei Chun Public School Magazine'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112411705998694224</id><published>2005-08-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:01:44.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubin Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/ubin%20madness1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/400/ubin%20madness.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day can be best sumed up &lt;a href="http://pondscumme.blogspot.com/2005/08/pulau-ubin.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112411705998694224?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112411705998694224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112411705998694224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/ubin-madness.html' title='Ubin Madness'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112411439869458826</id><published>2005-08-15T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:59:58.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoonfeeding is a bad word</title><content type='html'>I find that my assistant is a freaking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;. I can't imagine her working for anybody if she ever decided to leave. Oh ya she wanted to leave last month after only 3 weeks of worktime. But much to Sandra's persuasion, she stayed. To wadever circumstances that i deemed to be reckoning, I simply want her out of this 'jeremy-made-"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;" design corner'. Even if there's bulkload of work, I still can handle.  No sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoonfeeding her with work, I FUCKING DON"T LIKE! She has no initiative, too quiet, must lay red carpet for her to go for lunch EVERYDAY. Whether work has been done already also have to ask her. Fucking swine. She so fucking full of herself. Fucking giant bitch. She thinks she's loved by everyone in the office becos she thinks she so bloody demure. Fuck her. Fucking 50cent coin. Go home i also don't even know. There's no respect between me and her at all. I wonder wad the fuck is wrong with her. Sometimes she's juz so invisible. Fucking idiot. Go and die la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112411439869458826?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112411439869458826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112411439869458826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112411439869458826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112411439869458826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/spoonfeeding-is-bad-word.html' title='Spoonfeeding is a bad word'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112393993723006799</id><published>2005-08-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:51:40.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad people are thinking @ Singapore pools actually...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/comic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/comic1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112393993723006799?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112393993723006799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112393993723006799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/wad-people-are-thinking-singapore.html' title='Wad people are thinking @ Singapore pools actually...'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112391798167797085</id><published>2005-08-13T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:30:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official.</title><content type='html'>I decided &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;to extend my personal homepage which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;colour-blindz.com. &lt;/span&gt;Though it's only a mere $78 for an extension for another year, i'm left to ponder whether or not it's worth it. It's not like I'm making money out of it, u know, like some online business where I receive royalties for advertisements rights etc etc. Moreover, Blooger is FREE. Free stuff who don't want? Therefore, colour-blindz has from today - being wipe out from this face of the Earth. Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the start of the new EPL season. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Middlesbrough vs Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;. Needless to say, being a REDS fan for almost 2 decades, I sincerely hope they'd make the best out of this season where the championship league race is concern. Like every other season, I've pinned hopes that LFC will do well. They did awesomely last season where they won the Euro Champions League. (Some may say it's pure-luck but HEY! They won it in the end, didn't they?) So as for this season, though to win it again looks an uncertainty, at least for once make an impact in the title race... will they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We juz gotta wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been down with flu for the past fews days after that horrific nite at the karaoke. It wasn't that bad the day after. But on Wednesday it got bad! Thursday was the worst! I even slept in the office to recouperate lost energy. Todays Sat and i'm still recovering. Fucking nose giving me irritate moments i sometimes wish i can disconnect it from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacko will be delighted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's some pics &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(fuck la, only 2)&lt;/span&gt; taken during karaoke at Gardens on Monday (8th Ausgust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/1372/320/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112391798167797085?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112391798167797085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112391798167797085&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112391798167797085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112391798167797085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official.'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14972038.post-112281958334650766</id><published>2005-07-31T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T14:49:11.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough of designing websites pls....</title><content type='html'>I've done 2 websites during the last 5 months (&lt;a href="http://www.jfjaspirl.com/"&gt;JFJ Aspirl&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.cooleffect.com.sg/"&gt;Cooleffect&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They both sucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and i'm goin to give up designing websites for the time being. I simply hate it! No passion and desire in designing them! I guess I do not have the flare in doin websites anymore. Nowadays there's so many scripts here and there to understand and that alone takes so much time. Let's venture into something else shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn mobile gaming!&lt;a href="http://www.cooleffect.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14972038-112281958334650766?l=ohnovacaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/feeds/112281958334650766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14972038&amp;postID=112281958334650766&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112281958334650766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14972038/posts/default/112281958334650766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohnovacaine.blogspot.com/2005/07/enough-of-designing-websites-pls.html' title='Enough of designing websites pls....'/><author><name>jeremyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09576306457249518984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~tab27/radiohead31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
