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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-7104501046827204287</id><published>2007-11-28T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:33:38.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nOAL1nagPp4/R00n3GhJukI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0VOrFj4f1uw/s1600-h/CIMG0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nOAL1nagPp4/R00n3GhJukI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0VOrFj4f1uw/s72-c/CIMG0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-116188275184489579</id><published>2006-10-26T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:12:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;gazing into the starless city nightsky.&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me,&lt;br /&gt;that we,&lt;br /&gt;living in a city,&lt;br /&gt;are a miserable lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;the missing stars seem to represent the missing wants we all have.&lt;br /&gt;and we're all searching for the unseen.&lt;br /&gt;the unfelt.&lt;br /&gt;and the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;so farfetched.&lt;br /&gt;we seem to have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;that besides the missing stars,&lt;br /&gt;we have everything else a country side doesnt have...&lt;br /&gt;count your blessings and feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm not saying that having a want is a sin.&lt;br /&gt;just that before reaching out for ur goals in life,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps one shld just look around oneself,&lt;br /&gt;and appreciate whatever u have..&lt;br /&gt;it's not like u're going to have them with u forever..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. now to serious blogging.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm trying to convert myself back to my serious self.&lt;br /&gt;too much com games&lt;br /&gt;i find it very tough to sit down and work on my PW.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i cant be an OGL.&lt;br /&gt;i cant switch fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was trying to churn out videos for my PW OP.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's pretty tough.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont have the suitable songs.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought i found one perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;just somehow realised that it's not within my capabilities to shorten the song.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;OP is so near.&lt;br /&gt;and i've not started on my InR yet.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i cant wait to get a job soon.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, i've nv worked before.&lt;br /&gt;simply becos my parents dont allow.&lt;br /&gt;"no job for u when u're below 17."&lt;br /&gt;yay. =.=&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of a sales job.&lt;br /&gt;so fun la.&lt;br /&gt;keep meeting new ppl and facing so many challenges.&lt;br /&gt;time to brush up on my tongue power too anw. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for a boating trip to kusu island.&lt;br /&gt;well. i'm quite happy to be in the arms of the sea again.&lt;br /&gt;just that it's quite boring when there's no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;plus the beach is not real de. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;how i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the beaches in my childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;where the sand are so fine and so nice.&lt;br /&gt;little crabs scrambling around.&lt;br /&gt;hermit crabs in their shells.&lt;br /&gt;(i once thought seeput had legs. until i grew to know that it's a hermit crab inside. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;and yea.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's this exposure that made me grow to love the sea.&lt;br /&gt;it's just so beautiful. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when the sunsets and the sea glitters.&lt;br /&gt;myriads of diamonds. haha.&lt;br /&gt;did i use correctly? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it's been the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's inevitable that s16 wouldnt be moving up as a class.&lt;br /&gt;not that it's not a good thing&lt;br /&gt;just that i'd miss u peeps.&lt;br /&gt;i consider myself really lucky to be in s16.&lt;br /&gt;the people&lt;br /&gt;the love i felt.&lt;br /&gt;the fun i had.&lt;br /&gt;the soccer i played.&lt;br /&gt;was indeed memorable.&lt;br /&gt;=) thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. before i sign off.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld just say something.&lt;br /&gt;it all started off with an ill-fated truth or dare game.&lt;br /&gt;and it got worse with my blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;time has passed and i guess,&lt;br /&gt;it's only right that i end it all nicely.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;just to say that maybe she's not the one whom i'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i'm putting everything into the past le.&lt;br /&gt;well. as much as i tell myself to live life with no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;i cant help to regret that i've pretty much lost a friend.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and to her, i sincerely hope that she can hold on to her driving force.&lt;br /&gt;=) all the best. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-116188275184489579?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/116188275184489579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=116188275184489579' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;today is quite an emotional day for everyone&lt;br /&gt;cos we got back our prelims results.&lt;br /&gt;so sad sial see everyone quite affected by their results.&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to console oso. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;very gek sim sial.&lt;br /&gt;haissss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i've an advice to all peeps who didnt do as well as they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, never!&lt;br /&gt;never brood over bad results.&lt;br /&gt;why brood in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;you yong ma?&lt;br /&gt;lai ba!&lt;br /&gt;da jia shi ji yi dian!&lt;br /&gt;do the most important thing!&lt;br /&gt;JIAN TAO ZI JI&lt;br /&gt;be true to urself!&lt;br /&gt;be true to urself as to the reason why u did so badly!&lt;br /&gt;and yep.&lt;br /&gt;after knowing what's the problem,&lt;br /&gt;BREAKTRHOUGH THEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;success is a relative term&lt;br /&gt;life is full of failures.&lt;br /&gt;and be glad about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine a life without failures.&lt;br /&gt;will there be a term called "sweet success"?&lt;br /&gt;no. there wont be.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like if u have abalone for every meal.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;how would abalone be special?&lt;br /&gt;abalone's special cos it's rare!&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to get!&lt;br /&gt;that's why!&lt;br /&gt;so how can be success easy.&lt;br /&gt;success wont be easy.&lt;br /&gt;but it'll still be manageable. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about failures.&lt;br /&gt;i've failed in a lot of areas.&lt;br /&gt;and in some areas, i find it very hard to climb up back.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just hoping i'd meet someone who can really pull me back up.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;today has been a pretty bad day for me too.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's more of stress than depression.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;many many problems with eclub.&lt;br /&gt;with crossroad.&lt;br /&gt;with my business unit.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to control.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've failed as a leader.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;things are going really really out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;and jj opening is just this friday.&lt;br /&gt;but i know.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to do everything i can.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to do everything i can.&lt;br /&gt;to make the event another success.&lt;br /&gt;and to make bu3 a wonderful success!&lt;br /&gt;CROSSROAD SHALL PROSPER.&lt;br /&gt;CROSSROAD SHALL BLING BLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;CROSSROAD SHALL SHINGGGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have to write about something.&lt;br /&gt;as a gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;yep. and the person is huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm really lucky to have friends like her.&lt;br /&gt;really thanks for introducing niutrend internationals to me&lt;br /&gt;before that i've been feeling that my life is trapped in a shell.&lt;br /&gt;in an empty shell. and i dont know how to breakthrough it.&lt;br /&gt;but with ur jie shao,&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i'm seeing light. =)&lt;br /&gt;although it's at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure i reach there. =)&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard it'll get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-116040792026949348?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/116040792026949348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=116040792026949348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/116040792026949348'/><link 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sugary)&lt;br /&gt;3) i'm a pretty sentimental person.&lt;br /&gt;4) no flirts pls, although i think i'm quite a flirt myself. ahs.&lt;br /&gt;5) i adore selfhelp books. NO FICTION PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things which scare me:&lt;br /&gt;1) losing love ones. =(&lt;br /&gt;2) being out of dispensable cash.&lt;br /&gt;3) high places with below-waist railings. &gt;.&lt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) getting old and dependent.&lt;br /&gt;5) no electricity. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs I am listening to: (ah! i hate to answer this.)&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I like:&lt;br /&gt;1) simple, nice and fun people. so that i can truly be myself with them. no need to ponder abt what's going through their minds.&lt;br /&gt;2) i love s14. SENTOSA WAS UBER FUN WITH U PEEPS. xD&lt;br /&gt;3) S16 SHING! xP&lt;br /&gt;4) dedicated teachers. =)&lt;br /&gt;5) to think. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I say the most:&lt;br /&gt;1) no la. i'm thinking something. (it's not my fault to say this. people somehow love to ask me why am i staring into space and not joining in their conv. =)&lt;br /&gt;2) AH!&lt;br /&gt;3) WA&lt;br /&gt;4) good job&lt;br /&gt;5) thankew!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people to do this(must these ppl have a blog?):&lt;br /&gt;1) joyce&lt;br /&gt;2) meiting&lt;br /&gt;3) jiameng&lt;br /&gt;4) gabriel&lt;br /&gt;5) yuanping. lol. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115716994230378925?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115716994230378925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115716994230378925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115716994230378925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115716994230378925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/09/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115535093374794519</id><published>2006-08-11T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:48:53.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which shld i choose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something that i want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or something that is practical?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it was the old me, i'd have chosen practicality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the past, i've always had this idea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-interest doesnt guarantee ur rice bowl.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;having experienced 17 years of life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realised,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doing something u really want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is very important.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not only can it bring u happiness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it can also bring u success.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like i've said before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;passion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as a young boy, i've drooled over foreign currency.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dreamed abt selling them at high prices when they were rare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watched HK shows and got puzzled at how the market works.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didnt understand how they managed to control the market.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;asked my mum and she told me "study more and u'll know it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what am i studying now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chemistry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maths &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;physics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how useful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i really suck with the above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just dont catch the ball.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont have what i call the "natural feel" for them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay. enough of all these. i'll get straight to the point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever since the Os.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've asked my mum whether can i go poly to study bizz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mum was reluctant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my family wasnt that keen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now in JC. i asked my mum. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i were to manage to get grades good enough for bizz in uni,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can i go for SMU?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;again. she didnt allow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my family wasnt the least keen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont get it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when can i get what i want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not like i'm making foolish decisions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes. i know. it's a lifetime decision.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do u think i dont know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've contemplated over them more than u've&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know. u people love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's not like i dont love myself either?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's not like i've an IQ of below 100 and i cant make decisions myself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like u, i'm as concerned over my own future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who wouldnt be? tell me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115535093374794519?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115535093374794519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115535093374794519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115535093374794519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115535093374794519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/08/which-shld-i-choose-something-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115511233561012999</id><published>2006-08-09T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:32:15.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>national day.&lt;br /&gt;public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;but still went to school&lt;br /&gt;to meet the renovator.&lt;br /&gt;not bad. at least we got our ideas through&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;regarding the tshirt museum project&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;it's a whole new experience for me&lt;br /&gt;i've no designing knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how renovators work.&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm learning. =)&lt;br /&gt;xD at last, something useful.&lt;br /&gt;not like chem.&lt;br /&gt;next stop is setting up a JJAffinity webpage.&lt;br /&gt;something i'm not exposed to.&lt;br /&gt;soemthing new agaiN! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sad that eclub has taken away my fun time.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i'm pretty much a fun loving person.&lt;br /&gt;but today, ms tiong sorta enlightened me.&lt;br /&gt;she said.&lt;br /&gt;"if u're doing more things out of studies than normal students, you should sacrifice something."&lt;br /&gt;"like me, i'm a teacher doing more of admin work. i sacrifice my slp in my case."&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i cant sacrifice slp.&lt;br /&gt;weak immune system. must slp or i'll break apart.&lt;br /&gt;then what's left?&lt;br /&gt;playtime lor.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. BUT NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;play time it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;THEN I SHALL MAKE SCHOOL HOURS MY PLAYTIME, HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;have been reading the book&lt;br /&gt;"business school for people who love helping people"&lt;br /&gt;by the author of rich dad poor dad.&lt;br /&gt;richard toyosaki i think. xP&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;the book exposed me to ideas i've felt.&lt;br /&gt;but have never fully understood.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;sorta agree with him.&lt;br /&gt;school's teaching us how to be employees.&lt;br /&gt;good nice lovable employees.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115511233561012999?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115511233561012999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115511233561012999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115511233561012999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115511233561012999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115496226216369187</id><published>2006-08-07T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T07:51:02.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MUST BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;and among the things.&lt;br /&gt;there's one that really touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;it's just so nice to see s16 helping one another.&lt;br /&gt;people helping one another to find EoM articles.&lt;br /&gt;that is something, that s16 can be really proud of.&lt;br /&gt;other classes, some of them dont even bother.&lt;br /&gt;even when it's within their own groups.&lt;br /&gt;that's really sad.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we have a wonderful chairman.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we crap together.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we soccer together.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we have a super civics tutor.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, it's just s16. =)&lt;br /&gt;u guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;and ya.&lt;br /&gt;someone said&lt;br /&gt;"sebas, ni hao xiang hao mang arh"&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;busy yes.&lt;br /&gt;but with no complains. =)&lt;br /&gt;to me, i think i'm leading a good life now.&lt;br /&gt;all becos i'm doing something i enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;passion is really the key to everything.&lt;br /&gt;how come some people excel in areas u dont?&lt;br /&gt;becos they have the passion.&lt;br /&gt;to me passion is the key to everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;music.&lt;br /&gt;sports.&lt;br /&gt;arts.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;talent is one thing&lt;br /&gt;passion is the other. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all s16 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;jia you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115496226216369187?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115496226216369187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115496226216369187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115496226216369187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115496226216369187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-must-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115457479763190336</id><published>2006-08-02T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:13:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's pretty hard to get me to regret over something i've done before.&lt;br /&gt;but now..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm regretting.&lt;br /&gt;if all these had not happened,&lt;br /&gt;my life would have been more smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, perhaps it's destined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. yep. tml's physics paper.&lt;br /&gt;last paper&lt;br /&gt;last paper&lt;br /&gt;last paper&lt;br /&gt;saw it?&lt;br /&gt;YES. LAST PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;at last,&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;to all the people out there,&lt;br /&gt;be optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;flunking in common tests doesnt,&lt;br /&gt;in any way, impede ur intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;why cry over spilt milk?&lt;br /&gt;the most important thing is to know what went wrong!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;sleepy?&lt;br /&gt;drowsy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; really &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;these are the factors!&lt;br /&gt;know them and cancel them out the next time! =D&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;my life's on a bumpy road.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my suspension can take it...&lt;br /&gt;let me just hope that all these would be over soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115457479763190336?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115457479763190336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115457479763190336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115457479763190336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115457479763190336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-pretty-hard-to-get-me-to-regret.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115418683433686240</id><published>2006-07-29T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:21:54.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me show some possitive attitude&lt;br /&gt;this week has been auspicious&lt;br /&gt;so auspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to library today.&lt;br /&gt;my character just dont suit the place.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so pek cek over there.&lt;br /&gt;so pek cek.&lt;br /&gt;just cannot study.&lt;br /&gt;cannot concentrate&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm impatient.&lt;br /&gt;felt so breathless and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;so immediately angie yiqi boonhun and nelson left&lt;br /&gt;i oso wanted to leave.&lt;br /&gt;wanna go to CC to study liao.&lt;br /&gt;just cannot make it over there.&lt;br /&gt;utter waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;so i had dinner with victor.&lt;br /&gt;watched some band performance.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;they have bad balancing&lt;br /&gt;the song is there tehnically.&lt;br /&gt;but it just doesnt sound nice.&lt;br /&gt;the whole song was pretty much disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;then went to CC le.&lt;br /&gt;things started to get better and i advanced with my work at a faster pace&lt;br /&gt;but thinking that i've the whole day tml, i didnt do pretty much either.&lt;br /&gt;just good enough for the time i had.&lt;br /&gt;went home and my cute little cousin called me&lt;br /&gt;"ah bee gor gor, tml can come my house and give me tuition?"&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;next week got test lei. HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. i agreed. cos i know i still got monday and tml's morning.&lt;br /&gt;SHLD BE enough.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might have slight parkinson's disease.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'm just low on glucose.&lt;br /&gt;i cant control my hands.&lt;br /&gt;they keep vibrating.&lt;br /&gt;at rest they dont&lt;br /&gt;but when i move it, it's not steady at all.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;had a hard time trying to pick up fish balls from the soup with chopsticks during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. later got my fravourite icecream&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;swenson's MANGO TANGO.&lt;br /&gt;omg. xD&lt;br /&gt;love it man.&lt;br /&gt;*drools*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115418683433686240?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115392436905941631</id><published>2006-07-26T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T07:33:25.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>sorry peeps,&lt;br /&gt;havent blogged for a long time&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a pretty bad one.&lt;br /&gt;screwed up my physics.&lt;br /&gt;and where did the error begin?&lt;br /&gt;from the start.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt find the period of oscillation.&lt;br /&gt;how careless can i get.&lt;br /&gt;immediately after the paper.&lt;br /&gt;my heart sank to rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt concentrate during econs lecture.&lt;br /&gt;was ultimately depressed&lt;br /&gt;my A lvl results!&lt;br /&gt;i felt so much like dying.&lt;br /&gt;so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt the worst..&lt;br /&gt;civics yesterday killed my week.&lt;br /&gt;me and my foul mouth.&lt;br /&gt;why did i suggest truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;now i got myself into... argh.&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much suck at such things.&lt;br /&gt;since everyone has found it to be so obvious,&lt;br /&gt;i might as well just say it.&lt;br /&gt;yes i like her.&lt;br /&gt;but pls dont make her feel awkward.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last i've got my blog bgm going.&lt;br /&gt;new song.&lt;br /&gt;secret garden's hymn to hope.&lt;br /&gt;hope u people like it&lt;br /&gt;and may ur hopes and wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for ur common tests,&lt;br /&gt;sebas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115392436905941631?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115392436905941631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115392436905941631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115392436905941631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/115392436905941631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-115237424788161145</id><published>2006-07-08T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T09:05:55.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>i shall blog abt today.&lt;br /&gt;the bottle's filled to the brim, once again.&lt;br /&gt;i need some vent.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;2 lessons. clashed with Tbreak.&lt;br /&gt;after the lessons.. went to do some red bean.&lt;br /&gt;then went out with 06s16.&lt;br /&gt;then. the moods started to take over me.&lt;br /&gt;yi qi and wanting was able to see my "moodswing"&lt;br /&gt;and was asking me what happened.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i wasnt really able to say.&lt;br /&gt;cos.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wanna anyone to know.&lt;br /&gt;my heart ached along the way back to school.&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to hide feelings.&lt;br /&gt;intense feelings.&lt;br /&gt;intense lost.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a very emotional and feeling person.&lt;br /&gt;he who doesnt know me will think i'm an all-smiles person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. reached jjc. nich wasnt at tbreak anymore.&lt;br /&gt;tried calling him.&lt;br /&gt;engaged&lt;br /&gt;engaged&lt;br /&gt;and engaged&lt;br /&gt;gave up and went home&lt;br /&gt;perhaps due to the energy consuming moods.&lt;br /&gt;i fell into a deep sleep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;woke up seeing the clementi fire station.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;but hey.&lt;br /&gt;something amusing was i saw ting you at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;was staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;hoping that she will look up and i'll give a stupid face&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but that nv happened.&lt;br /&gt;booo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was. at clementi interchange.&lt;br /&gt;dumb me went to ask if there was an ezlink making office.&lt;br /&gt;i only realised my stupidity when i asked the ppl in the information counter.&lt;br /&gt;bleah&lt;br /&gt;so. bopian.&lt;br /&gt;went to jurong to make my ezlink&lt;br /&gt;at last.&lt;br /&gt;it was done.&lt;br /&gt;my heart ached again.&lt;br /&gt;oh. how i miss my old ezlink&lt;br /&gt;with my primary foto and a sky blue color!&lt;br /&gt;oh mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. then came the fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;went out to play with 06s14 ppl&lt;br /&gt;they rock i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so blessed to know them in first 3 months&lt;br /&gt;all simple fun people.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed myself to the fullest extend.&lt;br /&gt;went to take neos.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A NEO WITH 06s16!!!&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;okay. i sound pretty sissy.&lt;br /&gt;but. hey.&lt;br /&gt;neos are nice what.&lt;br /&gt;so fun la. especially when u get so baffled by the jap and u start scolding the machine. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we parted.&lt;br /&gt;got home not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;then i started to think a lot.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;then got moody again.&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda came here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a lot better now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry arh.&lt;br /&gt;if my entry bored u.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;if u managed to read everything.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the effort.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115237424788161145?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115237424788161145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115237424788161145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feelings&lt;br /&gt;the happenings.&lt;br /&gt;and what's more is that.&lt;br /&gt;they arent good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i start ranting on the crap of the day, let me just praise someone.&lt;br /&gt;gabriel lim kiong seng.&lt;br /&gt;i was sick the last two days.&lt;br /&gt;and i was really sick.&lt;br /&gt;my health's bad.&lt;br /&gt;i fall sick easily and constantly and they come hard on me.&lt;br /&gt;38.5 degrees celcius.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like running away from this cruel world.&lt;br /&gt;into the affinity and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;becos. i was ill at the worst imaginable time&lt;br /&gt;when my PW group was rushing the WR.&lt;br /&gt;really. i felt the ache in me when i saw the thermometer glarring a 38.5 degrees at me.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;this year is bad.&lt;br /&gt;i'm always falling ill at the most crucial moments.&lt;br /&gt;when the people arnd me need me. and also when i need to be there.&lt;br /&gt;it happened once in ELF (u can ask wanting).&lt;br /&gt;and it happened again...&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i left everything to gabriel,&lt;br /&gt;who was the only person i could trust the work to (i'm sorry but i've to put it so balantly. if u're offended, pls click on the cross at the top right hand corner of the screen.)&lt;br /&gt;and everything got on well. so well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad. i'm so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;and i owe it all to gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt take a genious to know who's into the PW.&lt;br /&gt;i guess. soon after i write finish my blog, he'll be slogging his way through PW.&lt;br /&gt;doing compilation.&lt;br /&gt;such commitment.&lt;br /&gt;where to find?&lt;br /&gt;5 guys.&lt;br /&gt;5 guys in one PW grp.&lt;br /&gt;i've made it clear to others.&lt;br /&gt;even if it's an ALL GUY GROUP.&lt;br /&gt;we still can do it.&lt;br /&gt;AND WE CAN DO IT BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me if u're an RnD exco out there.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u something.&lt;br /&gt;it's ur loss.&lt;br /&gt;it's ur CCA's loss that Gabriel took such a position.&lt;br /&gt;he's worth more than that i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;and if u were to make a fool of Gabriel from this statement,&lt;br /&gt;u utterly DONT deserve ur position in EXCO.&lt;br /&gt;Short Sweet and Simple.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;my mama naggingggg.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;canot blog more le.&lt;br /&gt;see ya guys. xD&lt;br /&gt;s16! xD hoorah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115159641720665138?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115159641720665138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=115159641720665138' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;i'm loving s16 more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;such a diverse class.&lt;br /&gt;well. to some people,&lt;br /&gt;a diverse class isnt good at all.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, in s16,&lt;br /&gt;everyday is a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;everyday is a new adventure..&lt;br /&gt;i'm seeing new elements in everyone suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm getting closer with s16?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i've suddenly got alert after the june holi break?&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i shld say something. s16 is a pretty witty class.&lt;br /&gt;some of them are pretty intelligent people.&lt;br /&gt;hey hey. i know. lol. u must be thinking i'm going bonkers&lt;br /&gt;but hey! lol. my idea of intelligence is pretty different from the norm.&lt;br /&gt;to me. intelligence doesnt mean academic success.&lt;br /&gt;and academic excellence (at least in sg and up till probably A lvls) doesnt need a lot of intellect.&lt;br /&gt;especially for science subjects.&lt;br /&gt;if u've the memory power,&lt;br /&gt;u own. lol.&lt;br /&gt;kinda unfair to those not born with it eh? lol&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. in conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to know a lot of my class peeps in depth.&lt;br /&gt;still kinda superficial.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm looking forward to breaking their codes! xD&lt;br /&gt;sorry la. i'm extravert ma.&lt;br /&gt;love knowing people and mixing with people.&lt;br /&gt;so. haha! bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe one of the codes comes out to be "apple" sial. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then the thing will unlock and releasing paparus.&lt;br /&gt;okay. sorry. that's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;k la&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;br /&gt;sebas! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115134224980163619?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115134224980163619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>cheebaboom.</title><content type='html'>bahhh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i need to blog.&lt;br /&gt;cant bottle up my feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;darn fedup with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first. i want to complain about JC life.&lt;br /&gt;okay great. i know i sound like a wimp now.&lt;br /&gt;but i can tell u. i believe my life would be a hell lot better in poly.&lt;br /&gt;not because i can slack.&lt;br /&gt;but because i'd be studying subjects i like!&lt;br /&gt;TO HELL WITH CHEMISTRY&lt;br /&gt;TO HELL WITH MATHS&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life now.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for uni years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW.&lt;br /&gt;what fugging shit.&lt;br /&gt;regret going for the needy camp..&lt;br /&gt;took up my weekends and my 3rd week of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;and now my pw is in utter mess&lt;br /&gt;MESS&lt;br /&gt;i get so pissed thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;FUG man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. and what bloody june holidays is that&lt;br /&gt;SUE ME FOR DEFEMATION IF U DISAGREE WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE THE TEACHERS THINKING!?&lt;br /&gt;DONT THEY KNOW WE ARE FUGGED UP WELL ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;PW IS ONE FUGGING SHIT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT THE HELL?&lt;br /&gt;GP THOUSAND WORD ESSAY&lt;br /&gt;GP PORTFOLIO&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS NOT THE WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT FUGGING SHIT PHYSICS HOMEWORK IS THAT&lt;br /&gt;AND THE TEACHER HAS GOT THE CHEEK TO SAY " ENJOY UR QUESTIONS"&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DONT SMELL OR LOOK GOOD AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;TO HELL WITH IT.&lt;br /&gt;i'm fugged up in term 2 enough.&lt;br /&gt;i've lagged my maths.&lt;br /&gt;binomial. trigo. all the way up till now.&lt;br /&gt;i was still full of hopes of catching up this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy studying. i hate homework.&lt;br /&gt;AND I BLOODY HATE UNREASONABLE AMOUNTS OF HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME SORT OF TRADITION?&lt;br /&gt;singapore style of education.&lt;br /&gt;work. just pure work.&lt;br /&gt;and mindless mugging.&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE ALRIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;teach less learn more?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS.&lt;br /&gt;please. it's time to change this education style&lt;br /&gt;mugging and pure memorising of facts is the past.&lt;br /&gt;what is the com for?&lt;br /&gt;for storage!&lt;br /&gt;our brains are for processing!&lt;br /&gt;NOT FOR MINDLESS MEMORISING U TURD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;what's the diff between infatuation and like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;theres this girl, that i like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-115120703651837007?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115120703651837007/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-114623212700691445</id><published>2006-04-28T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T06:48:47.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns&lt;br /&gt;truly an exhausting day.&lt;br /&gt;slept for 3 hrs last night.&lt;br /&gt;pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home after dinner with my sec 4 friends.&lt;br /&gt;nhss has changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jc life so tiring..&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i'm pretty much burderned.&lt;br /&gt;pw project.&lt;br /&gt;eclub bazar and talentime project&lt;br /&gt;have to organise a class outing for s14 (i hate this the most)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still thinking of going ahead with my JJ startup plan... =x&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are semi closed now but i shant slp.&lt;br /&gt;shant.&lt;br /&gt;shall bathe now and see how alert i'd get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;sebastian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-114623212700691445?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/114623212700691445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=114623212700691445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/114623212700691445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/114623212700691445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/04/yawns-truly-exhausting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-114606229368500886</id><published>2006-04-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:38:13.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAAAA SIAN LAAAA&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to save changes to my template.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've to wait until i feel like changing my template again.&lt;br /&gt;d'oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaa. tml no school&lt;br /&gt;whole day of mugging! xD&lt;br /&gt;seriously i enjoy mugging more than school.&lt;br /&gt;school's so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;mugging's at my own pace. so shuang.&lt;br /&gt;but then i hope i can get up early to mug tml.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;slpt till 8.30pm just now.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how i did it.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but it was beauty slp though.&lt;br /&gt;nice dream. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is so going to be fun. hahahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-114606229368500886?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/114606229368500886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=114606229368500886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/114606229368500886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/114606229368500886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/04/waaaa-sian-laaaa-darn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-114597514805974361</id><published>2006-04-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T07:25:48.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;*wipes the dust off my blog*&lt;br /&gt;it's been such a long time since i've posted.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;I AM BACK HERE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;rejoiced eh? xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logging in back to this blog sort of made me think of the pasts again.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. then i saw my unfinished post written in december.&lt;br /&gt;in there, was all my true heartfelts feelings to the people who have changed my life in my secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot abt that unfinished post. lols&lt;br /&gt;well. i'm sort of regretting not finishing it and posting it.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. i shant regret.&lt;br /&gt;regrets only make things worse. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;and i love JJC.&lt;br /&gt;a neighbourhood school it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;my mom once said, i'll nv get used in JJC.&lt;br /&gt;her reason was that i was from NHSS, quite a reputated school.&lt;br /&gt;then now i'm in JJC, a neighbourhood school.&lt;br /&gt;but nah. i'm not that kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;i respect JJC! hahaha. serious.&lt;br /&gt;i love the ppl there.&lt;br /&gt;i love my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;and i love the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;OG 12? ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe everything.&lt;br /&gt;history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;06S14 (PAE)&lt;br /&gt;o man oh man oh man! HOW I LOVE THIS CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;i've nv felt happier and loved!&lt;br /&gt;basically, in 06s14, everyone loves everybody~&lt;br /&gt;and that's the way a class should be!&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO.&lt;br /&gt;i'll nv forget u people.&lt;br /&gt;cross my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;06s16 (JAE)&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe. i'm starting to like 06s16 le.. xD&lt;br /&gt;i remember how i started off trying to make s16 to become s14.&lt;br /&gt;but then something struck me soon after.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be doing that.&lt;br /&gt;i should accept the class the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's different! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;not everyone is as warm.&lt;br /&gt;not everyone is as crazy.&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;yep. i've accepted s16 the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;note that i dont mean s16 is bad.&lt;br /&gt;they're a nice bunch of people in their own way! xD&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to go out for pooling with the guys tml after school. xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;s16: pardon me if i've wanted too much from u people the last time.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt sensitive enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised Jun Jie's songs are really wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i've nv idolised any celebrity before&lt;br /&gt;he's the first i think. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;sebbish~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-114597514805974361?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/114597514805974361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=114597514805974361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/114597514805974361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/114597514805974361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahahaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-112655879057967911</id><published>2005-09-13T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:59:50.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>sigh.. tireddd.&lt;br /&gt;i'm realli exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need help in A maths&lt;br /&gt;I DUN SEEM TO UNDERSTAND WHY I GET THE SUMS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;i'll understand it later.&lt;br /&gt;but that will always be ages later.&lt;br /&gt;did i get any concepts wrong at the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;i dun get it!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE THE HELL IS THE FILTHY PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;(looking for Amaths helpline services)&lt;br /&gt;(pls tag if u're interested to help)&lt;br /&gt;thankew very much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good student.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a fast-learner. but i'm oso forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i'll ask the same questions again and again.&lt;br /&gt;but dun worry. i have relatively higher intelligence.*bhb*&lt;br /&gt;i tend to make lots of careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;and i desperately neeed U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;sad sad life. x'(&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/11400078-112655879057967911?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112655879057967911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112655879057967911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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admire his voice.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;i think i understood another life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;wat seems to an underhand method,&lt;br /&gt;still has it's value.&lt;br /&gt;why do i say that?&lt;br /&gt;although i seriously detest junyang coming to nhss to get votes.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i seem to feel that he's right after all.&lt;br /&gt;his future is in his own hands.&lt;br /&gt;if he doesnt do his own publicity, who will?&lt;br /&gt;30% from judges and 70% from sms votes.&lt;br /&gt;that's total bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;it has been a battle of publicity since the start of the competition.&lt;br /&gt;i failed to realise the power of advertising.&lt;br /&gt;i stood ground to that if junyang has the voice,&lt;br /&gt;and if it can capture hearts,&lt;br /&gt;votes will automatically come in.&lt;br /&gt;but i was partially wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i underestimated the power of advertising..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for kelvin, his voice is indeed better than junyang,&lt;br /&gt;heaven's fair.&lt;br /&gt;god gave him good vocals, in return for his vision.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how wonderful his vocals is,&lt;br /&gt;kelvin's singing still lacked of something.&lt;br /&gt;something crucial.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt leave me feeling satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;instead he leaves me feeling lost.&lt;br /&gt;but i've no idea wat's that about.&lt;br /&gt;maybe onli i feel that way? =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-112438290421524332?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112438290421524332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112438290421524332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112438290421524332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112438290421524332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/08/junyang.html' title='junyang.'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-112397085749040773</id><published>2005-08-14T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:07:37.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>0600&lt;br /&gt;i just slept at 0330&lt;br /&gt;and i was woken up by an unknown force at 0530&lt;br /&gt;i was left feeling drained of blood&lt;br /&gt;vision was bad&lt;br /&gt;and i needed a few seconds before i could see things clearly&lt;br /&gt;what was that?&lt;br /&gt;i could literally dream of "that force"&lt;br /&gt;it was "something" in my dream&lt;br /&gt;and it's not the first time i've experienced it&lt;br /&gt;but this time round&lt;br /&gt;the attack was fierce&lt;br /&gt;and long enough for these effects&lt;br /&gt;i was fighting it in my dream&lt;br /&gt;was forcing the words "gei...wo....zou..."&lt;br /&gt;i didnt manage to say "kai"&lt;br /&gt;that force went off&lt;br /&gt;it was not a pleasurable eperience&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;i need a walk&lt;br /&gt;outside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-112397085749040773?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112397085749040773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112397085749040773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112397085749040773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112397085749040773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/08/0600-i-just-slept-at-0330-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-112306675925424713</id><published>2005-08-03T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T03:59:19.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>dun ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;but i just have the sudden urge to write down my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Money is the source of evil?&lt;br /&gt;no. that's a statement by man who pushes the blame away.&lt;br /&gt;the source of evil is not money.&lt;br /&gt;the source of evil is the owner of the wallet.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, u may say, money can make a monk grow hair.&lt;br /&gt;but think again, does the fault lie in the monk or in the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. religions have negative attitudes about sex.&lt;br /&gt;what's the big problem?&lt;br /&gt;if sex is wrong. then how did jesus appear? how does reproduction take place?&lt;br /&gt;animals appear from the sky? if that is true, noah's arc would have sunk.&lt;br /&gt;(i apologise if i've offended any christians here.)&lt;br /&gt;sex isnt wrong. religions' attitude isnt wrong either.&lt;br /&gt;they have a bit of reason.&lt;br /&gt;why so?&lt;br /&gt;having sex isnt a sin. the sin only comes when one couldnt face the consequences of sex-addiction. just like drug-addiction, how many actually wake up from it?&lt;br /&gt;reasonable enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe gods do exist.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure, religion is only a psychological aid to many.&lt;br /&gt;but when that becomes too influencial, the consequences arent that good.&lt;br /&gt;think about the Jihad. agree?&lt;br /&gt;if gods are omni-present, and they prevent suffering in mankind,&lt;br /&gt;how do u argue for the poverty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;the last thought would be very interesting to some. but some may find it stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos, i just thought of an evironmental friendly and cost effective way of killing cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;nope. not that insecticides.&lt;br /&gt;this time round, it's detergents.&lt;br /&gt;detergents are very toxic.&lt;br /&gt;if u see a cockroach, grab mama lemon and pump at it.&lt;br /&gt;no ozone depleting gases and no pungent smells.&lt;br /&gt;the cockroach will crawl out of the detergent puddle and within seconds, it will stay still.&lt;br /&gt;then throw the cockroach away.&lt;br /&gt;and feel free to use the excess detergent for ur dishes.&lt;br /&gt;dun worry about the cockroach remains in the detergent.&lt;br /&gt;being anti-bacterial, it's not unhygenic to reuse the detergent.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;well. if u were to say that detergents not bio-degradable,&lt;br /&gt;think again, would u rather have 2 environmental hazards or just one at home?&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-112306675925424713?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112306675925424713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112306675925424713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112306675925424713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112306675925424713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/08/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-112116898917871353</id><published>2005-07-12T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T04:49:49.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wei she me..</title><content type='html'>u have hurt me more than anyone else ever did.&lt;br /&gt;u just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;u just dun understand how much pain have u inflicted on me.&lt;br /&gt;i kept mumb all these while.&lt;br /&gt;all becos,&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;u treated me as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;u treated our time as a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u wanted a broke up due to sutdies.&lt;br /&gt;i reluctantly agreed.&lt;br /&gt;you know how i felt at that time?&lt;br /&gt;my whole life was gone.&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;if not my cousin who was around when i saw ur message,&lt;br /&gt;i would have broken down.&lt;br /&gt;broken down.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to cry in front of him&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to cry on my new year's party&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to..&lt;br /&gt;-hurt number one.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u patched up with me the next day.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;i found hope. hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 february. friday.&lt;br /&gt;i was having chemistry practical.&lt;br /&gt;u suddenly smsed me.&lt;br /&gt;u want a break up.&lt;br /&gt;u said u dun think u are suitable for a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i could literally feel a dagger going through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;the pain.&lt;br /&gt;is undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;and the pain left me in tears.&lt;br /&gt;from school, straight to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;before i managed to stop.&lt;br /&gt;later that day.&lt;br /&gt;i confessed my truest and deepest feelings.&lt;br /&gt;u said u have the same feeling too.&lt;br /&gt;u said u cant bear to leave me too.&lt;br /&gt;are u kidding me? joking?&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;utter bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;-hurt 2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i say that?&lt;br /&gt;cos.&lt;br /&gt;1st march.&lt;br /&gt;u told me.&lt;br /&gt;u gradually losing feelings to me.&lt;br /&gt;all's gone.&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;u noe the feeling of losing someone or something so precious?&lt;br /&gt;DO U NOE??&lt;br /&gt;no u dont.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;-hurt 3-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that. u want me not to ignore u.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE U EVER WONDERED HOW DIFFICULT IT IS FOR ME TO LOOK AT U AND FEEL THOUSANDS OF ARROWS PIERCING THROUGH MY HEART!?&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TALK TO U?&lt;br /&gt;HAVE U EVER THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE?&lt;br /&gt;HAVE U EVER THOUGHT IN MY SHOES BEFORE?&lt;br /&gt;HAVE U EVER UNDERSTOOD HOW I FELT?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt tell u did i?&lt;br /&gt;i asked u to give me more time.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd try my best to face u again.&lt;br /&gt;but i never did.&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;becos,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt recover from it at all.&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;-hurt 4-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, u began to ask me to give other people a chance.&lt;br /&gt;that's against my values.&lt;br /&gt;no way would i ever do that.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead pissed by u.&lt;br /&gt;pissed.&lt;br /&gt;u treated it as a joke?&lt;br /&gt;be it a joke or not.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;NEITHER IS IT KIND OF U.&lt;br /&gt;i tell u not to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought, u would never do it again.&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;-hurt 5-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5mths later.&lt;br /&gt;i began to recover from the wounds u inflicted on me.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so liberated.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;u started it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;ur cries.&lt;br /&gt;sent me into hell.&lt;br /&gt;many thought i bullied u?&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;have i ever did.&lt;br /&gt;have i?&lt;br /&gt;no i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;nv.&lt;br /&gt;i can swear that i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;u dont know how pissed off i was then.&lt;br /&gt;cant u just let me off?&lt;br /&gt;some asked me what i did.&lt;br /&gt;some asked me for the story.&lt;br /&gt;wat's the point of all these?&lt;br /&gt;i dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;none thought from my part.&lt;br /&gt;when u're down, people cared for u.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm down, how many did? less than the number of fingers on my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what happened to me later.&lt;br /&gt;i got caught in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused whether do i still like u or not.&lt;br /&gt;on one hand, i'm pissed off by u.&lt;br /&gt;on the other, my heart hurts whenever i see u down.&lt;br /&gt;i gave myself time.&lt;br /&gt;i asked people for advices.&lt;br /&gt;i came up with a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;i still like u.&lt;br /&gt;but, how am i going to tell u?&lt;br /&gt;i decided to wait. wait for u birthday.&lt;br /&gt;which i totally regretted.&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand how ur feelings switch so fast.&lt;br /&gt;unless, u arent serious at all.&lt;br /&gt;ask urself. were u serious, from the start?&lt;br /&gt;be truthful to urself.&lt;br /&gt;-hurt 6-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i choose to wait for ur birthday?&lt;br /&gt;when i could just tell u immediately?&lt;br /&gt;all becos,&lt;br /&gt;i tot it'll be very nice.&lt;br /&gt;why nice?&lt;br /&gt;becos, i recalled.&lt;br /&gt;the time when u gave me a bottle of stars for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i recalled the hope i had.&lt;br /&gt;that, i'd see a writings on one of the stars.&lt;br /&gt;i opened a few.&lt;br /&gt;and my heart dropped.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;partly becos, i lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;and becos, i couldnt fold the stars back well.&lt;br /&gt;idun wanna damage anymore, for a fruitless effort.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;u asked me to give people a chance.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;u noe i dun like it.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt have flared up,&lt;br /&gt;if u didnt write it in her tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;u say u're doing it for revenge.&lt;br /&gt;why so?&lt;br /&gt;if u have no more feelings,&lt;br /&gt;u wouldnt have bothered much.&lt;br /&gt;remember that time u were down and ppl keep asking me?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bother. becos i didnt have anymore feelings.&lt;br /&gt;all that i felt and didnt understand is, why did u do that.&lt;br /&gt;second,&lt;br /&gt;not onli have u hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;u've hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;but for now, u've only hurt one. beocs, i deleted that "testi" u sent me.&lt;br /&gt;u call that a testi?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;ni de xin xiong, hao xia zai..&lt;br /&gt;-hurt 7-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;i understand,&lt;br /&gt;fully understand.&lt;br /&gt;why did people warned me when we first started.&lt;br /&gt;they said u werent as good as i've thought.&lt;br /&gt;but i trusted u.&lt;br /&gt;i trusted myself.&lt;br /&gt;i ignored their warnings.&lt;br /&gt;and i almost fell out with one of them.&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;i totally regret not heeding it.&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes.&lt;br /&gt;"there's no smoke without fire"&lt;br /&gt;i was blinded and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;wo ren gou le.&lt;br /&gt;kui wo yi zhi xiang dui ni hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: this post is for her only. if u are mentioned with "them, they, someone, etc", please bear with it. i cant contain that burning flame within me anymore. EVERYTHING WRITTEN HERE IS BASED ON MY TRUEST FEELINGS AND THOUGHTS. IF U DUN ENJOY READING IT. IT'S NOT MY BUSINESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-112116898917871353?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112116898917871353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112116898917871353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112116898917871353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112116898917871353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/07/wei-she-me.html' title='wei she me..'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-112088508806070166</id><published>2005-07-08T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T21:58:08.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;u disappoint me time and time again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;i'm getting very disappointed in u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;and very irritated by u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;u make me wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;are u worth waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been awful.&lt;br /&gt;and it is awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i made a few interesting observations yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy, in a cell phone shop.&lt;br /&gt;and meddling with a siemens mobile.&lt;br /&gt;"eh, wei shi me wo switch on ta jiu switch off de arh??" the man asked the shopkeeper, "you auto-off function de arh?"&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;imagine a phone with auto-off function.&lt;br /&gt;that will be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;save battery leiiii. =P hahasss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;why did u enter my life in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;now i cant get u out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;my life has no exit door..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-112088508806070166?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112088508806070166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112088508806070166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112088508806070166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112088508806070166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/07/disappointment.html' title='disappointment'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-112021006063366786</id><published>2005-07-01T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:35:43.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>xD&lt;br /&gt;i'm liberated from the stupid virus that bugged me for days&lt;br /&gt;*rubs nose*&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;not realli actually.&lt;br /&gt;just that my temperature is back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;and not a shocking 38.2 that refuses to drop the whole night,&lt;br /&gt;even after dosages of panadol.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;this is perhaps my 1st time taking FULL western medication.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate WESTERN MEDICATION.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeks.&lt;br /&gt;antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;cough mixture.&lt;br /&gt;flu pill. (drowsy and non-drowsy)&lt;br /&gt;lozenges.&lt;br /&gt;fever pill.&lt;br /&gt;vomit pill.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the feeling when they start melting in ur throat.&lt;br /&gt;or worse still, they melt in ur mouth.&lt;br /&gt;they taste like..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;vomit.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had chinese O lvls oral.&lt;br /&gt;shucks.&lt;br /&gt;this is very bad&lt;br /&gt;worse than what i've done for mid years&lt;br /&gt;to think i had confidence for my oral.&lt;br /&gt;HAIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo zhong yu zhi dao le.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ye xu.. wo zao jiu ying gai zhi dao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dan, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xian zai cai zhi dao ye bu suan chi ah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo hui shou zhe wo de nuo yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yi zhi deng ni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo bu hui zai jiu can bu qing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yin wei wo bu xiang zai da rao ni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni hen dui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai shi xue ye bi jiao zhong yao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deng de dao hai shi deng bu dao,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wu suo wei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhi yao ni xin fu, kuai le.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ai ni.&lt;/em&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/11400078-112021006063366786?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/112021006063366786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=112021006063366786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112021006063366786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/112021006063366786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111928190174290013</id><published>2005-06-20T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:38:21.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>well well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess who remembers what i said when i was in sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;"sonyericsson will take over nokia in a matter of 4-5 years, provided that the situation remains the same."&lt;br /&gt;familiar?&lt;br /&gt;haha. that's wat i've said.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;reality reassured me.&lt;br /&gt;sonyericsson is gaining market share and recognition&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;at least in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;and do u see that desperate effort nokia is desperately trying to turn the tide again?&lt;br /&gt;here comes the 7700 media device announced last year.&lt;br /&gt;it was made to take over the P-series SE has.&lt;br /&gt;buttttt. months after announcing.&lt;br /&gt;they cancelled the production.&lt;br /&gt;WHY???&lt;br /&gt;nokia says to technical faults.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;is that really so?&lt;br /&gt;i doubbttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;and here comes the 7710,&lt;br /&gt;successor of 7700.&lt;br /&gt;no cancellation.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful design.&lt;br /&gt;but there was no success either.&lt;br /&gt;check the internet and u'll noe why.&lt;br /&gt;for those phone savvy ppl out there.&lt;br /&gt;u'll understand wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;nokia series forty.&lt;br /&gt;WAS A TERRIBLE JOKE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;while all manufacturers are rollling out new fones,  with new UI (user interface),&lt;br /&gt;nokia stuck to it's old series 40 UI&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and it has been in use since 7210.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i guess u guess has even forgot that there was a model called 7210.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;cos it's like.. 4 years old?&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. the latest 6230i is using series 40 my dear frens out there.&lt;br /&gt;and nokia has no intention to forgo that old UI.&lt;br /&gt;they have just announced 7? new models and a few of them are still using the series 40 UI.&lt;br /&gt;nokia is a great joker.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;here comes another desperate attempt to win back market share.&lt;br /&gt;THE N-SERIES.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful fones, i shld say.&lt;br /&gt;but wonderful fones that comes with carl zeiss lenses, 4gb, would too, come with a wonderful price.&lt;br /&gt;(tsk. n-series ISNT n-gage my dear)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;nokia is dying. slowly.&lt;br /&gt;they'll nv make it unless they wake up and make pragmatic measures.&lt;br /&gt;nokia--once a prestigious fone maker, now a toy factory.&lt;br /&gt;for those who still think that nokia is the best fone manufacturer,&lt;br /&gt;wake up my frens.&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;in 3 more years to come,&lt;br /&gt;sonyericsson will emerge as the winner.&lt;br /&gt;if u were to say that pda fones from manufacturers like o2 will over take the market,&lt;br /&gt;it's another story to say.&lt;br /&gt;simple reason becos,&lt;br /&gt;u cant compare an orange with an apple.&lt;br /&gt;they are different from usage to tech-wise.&lt;br /&gt;there is a high possibility that pda fones will turn the tide.&lt;br /&gt;i agree with that,&lt;br /&gt;especially with 3g services,&lt;br /&gt;together with upcoming technologies like wi-max.&lt;br /&gt;pdas will take a higher advantage.&lt;br /&gt;but pls note that sonyericsson has it's HQs in japan.&lt;br /&gt;where there's 3.5g technologies and even the coming 4g technology.&lt;br /&gt;and one more fact, ericsson is the co-producer of bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;and bluetooth has been arnd in ericsson fones ages ago, long before most of u guys noe that bluetooth is more than just a tooth in blue colour.&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. lols. i'm getting dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just happy that what i've predicted 2 years ago came true. (at least from wat i see in singapore.)&lt;br /&gt;i dunno abt other countries, especially those countries who are lagging behind in technology and is still using the once prestigious 3310 with mass sms sending capability.&lt;br /&gt;=P pardon my crudeness.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad i'm in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;so i'm just writing abt this for this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111928190174290013?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111928190174290013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111928190174290013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111928190174290013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111928190174290013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111884943062546422</id><published>2005-06-15T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:30:30.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sadded</title><content type='html'>she's going tml.&lt;br /&gt;and wont be back till school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;i'm now lost.&lt;br /&gt;feeling very lost.&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered wat she gave me last december&lt;br /&gt;before she went for a long vacation.&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered how she called me when she's overseas.&lt;br /&gt;and it'll nv happen again.&lt;br /&gt;everything's gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea whether has she seen my request in my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps she's seen it.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps she didnt notice.&lt;br /&gt;wo hui deng.&lt;br /&gt;yi zhi dao zui hou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si lian zi qing.&lt;br /&gt;nan yi ren shou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye xu.&lt;br /&gt;"1314" wo men hai bu shi he shuo.&lt;br /&gt;ni. cheng jing dui wo shuo guo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. bye readers.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and have a brainwash.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;and once again.&lt;br /&gt;i shall announce.&lt;br /&gt;i hate god.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111884943062546422?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111884943062546422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111884943062546422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111884943062546422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111884943062546422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/sadded.html' title='sadded'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111859692401272752</id><published>2005-06-12T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:22:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da bian xiong</title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;the title has got nothing to do with today's entry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just out of ideas for the title. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;these few days&lt;br /&gt;zhuo qi shi lai,&lt;br /&gt;yi qie dou bu shun xin.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;okies. it does has got something to do with wat has happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;as for now.&lt;br /&gt;i've just set my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;studies and music.&lt;br /&gt;like i've always been&lt;br /&gt;--an over-ambitious soul--&lt;br /&gt;i've planned my road down.&lt;br /&gt;down straight to my adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;being an ambitious person.&lt;br /&gt;isnt that bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;at least.&lt;br /&gt;u have a clear view of where u're heading.&lt;br /&gt;and wat u want.&lt;br /&gt;it's better than wasting ur life wondering where u shld head.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;it does has it's bad sides.&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to power strife.&lt;br /&gt;i almost lost a friend becos of what i am.&lt;br /&gt;but that's.&lt;br /&gt;history.&lt;br /&gt;just like now.&lt;br /&gt;everything is h i s t o r y.&lt;br /&gt;2 years have passed.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm now nothing.&lt;br /&gt;just a mere qiong shu shen.&lt;br /&gt;lolx.&lt;br /&gt;preparing for my Os.&lt;br /&gt;and that's enuff to keep my remaining secondary school life occupied.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;bahs.&lt;br /&gt;well. if u noe wat i'm talking abt.&lt;br /&gt;and u noe who i'm refering to.&lt;br /&gt;pls. dun spread.&lt;br /&gt;thx.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna noe wat's my 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st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;udi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;pls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;tel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;l m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;g t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; wai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;well. phyllis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; sorry for copying ur style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; u copied mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; and i'm now copying urs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; we're quits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&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/11400078-111859692401272752?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111859692401272752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111859692401272752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111859692401272752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111859692401272752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/da-bian-xiong.html' title='da bian xiong'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111831330269354478</id><published>2005-06-09T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T03:40:10.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate god</title><content type='html'>i'm not being ridiculous here.&lt;br /&gt;neither am i against religion.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i offended anyone of u.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm here to offend u *points up*&lt;br /&gt;did i scratch ur face or something?&lt;br /&gt;why must u do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;i have no religion.&lt;br /&gt;i have no faith.&lt;br /&gt;but do u have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ge zi.&lt;br /&gt;tian yi nong ren.&lt;br /&gt;ke xiao.&lt;br /&gt;ke xiao.&lt;br /&gt;zhen ke xiao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111831330269354478?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111831330269354478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111831330269354478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111831330269354478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111831330269354478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-god.html' title='i hate god'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111729255811665924</id><published>2005-05-28T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T08:03:04.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;i understand.&lt;br /&gt;i understand everything le..&lt;br /&gt;though i cant say who's in the right.&lt;br /&gt;or who's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i just noe.&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;liumei..&lt;br /&gt;you're a very nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;u've been very strong.&lt;br /&gt;she's lucky to have u.&lt;br /&gt;realli.&lt;br /&gt;let the past past ba.&lt;br /&gt;everything has went through the reset button. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111729255811665924?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111729255811665924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111729255811665924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111729255811665924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111729255811665924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_28.html' title='..'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111711785295353894</id><published>2005-05-26T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:51:31.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. i'm so filthily stressed up by the chinese Os.&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn afraid.&lt;br /&gt;damn afraid.&lt;br /&gt;of a B.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i've been pia-ing li jie wen da and ying yong wen like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;cos i noe i'll flunk my tian xie han zi.&lt;br /&gt;i need back ups.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;good thing mdm zhong's my chinese teacher.&lt;br /&gt;at least i feel a lot better knowing that.&lt;br /&gt;cos she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;realli.&lt;br /&gt;although she's a bit wierd and boring during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;but u can just call her up or look for her after classes and ask her qns.&lt;br /&gt;such teachers are very hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno what's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;but i noe.&lt;br /&gt;deep down inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;that feeling is here again.&lt;br /&gt;it has died down for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i tot i've gotten over it.&lt;br /&gt;but it just came back again.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i have my all important O lvls&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go thru all these again.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm doing everything i can to suppress that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;guess life's like this.&lt;br /&gt;u have to make sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;u cant have the best of everything.&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat.&lt;br /&gt;O lvls is more important.&lt;br /&gt;hellish life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i'm not missing CO.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm missing my juniors.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when i graduate..&lt;br /&gt;how often will i be able to see them?&lt;br /&gt;and..will i be able to recall their names?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;shi shang wu bu san zi yan xi.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM VERY STRESSED OF MY CHINESE Os!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111711785295353894?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111711785295353894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111711785295353894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111711785295353894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111711785295353894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111642984252936423</id><published>2005-05-18T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T08:24:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>at last. i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;cos.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling real down now.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i need.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i find it very hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;just chatted with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;talked abt results.&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;i told her.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to choose 2 paths for my future.&lt;br /&gt;i'd choose business.&lt;br /&gt;or music.&lt;br /&gt;for business. she didnt say anything.&lt;br /&gt;but for music.&lt;br /&gt;i guess. she was not in approval.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not up to the standard.&lt;br /&gt;she said:&lt;br /&gt;-i dun have enough music sense. like my brother and sister has.-&lt;br /&gt;and she had the "u serious arh" look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;i was greatly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;be it whether it's true or not.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a dream of mine.&lt;br /&gt;a dream.&lt;br /&gt;u dont have to dash it across like this, do u?&lt;br /&gt;i felt so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;my body began to burn.&lt;br /&gt;burn.&lt;br /&gt;i told her.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go learn erhu and guzheng.&lt;br /&gt;she said:&lt;br /&gt;-finish ur grade eight piano first-&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in J2 when i finish it..&lt;br /&gt;then. it'll be de dreadful national service.&lt;br /&gt;where will i find time?&lt;br /&gt;where.&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn. it's not a far-fetched dream.&lt;br /&gt;y must u disapprove so strongly.&lt;br /&gt;why.......&lt;br /&gt;burning gets stronger.&lt;br /&gt;then. we started talking abt english.&lt;br /&gt;then. i started to feel nervous. utterly nervous about O lvls.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to fail english.&lt;br /&gt;i hate miss wong to be my english teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna get a c6 for english.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna get 50++ for english.&lt;br /&gt;then. she said just read more english papers&lt;br /&gt;doesnt she noe that i was an avid reader of the straits times?&lt;br /&gt;what did i get in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STILL 50+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. i've practically stopped my newspaper reading.&lt;br /&gt;i cant afford an hour in the toilet, just to read my papers everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i cant afford..&lt;br /&gt;then. i sorta quarrelled with her abt the practicality of reading papers for exams.&lt;br /&gt;nervousness+burning.&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and i just broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;i'm physically and mentally tired.&lt;br /&gt;i cant take another session of daily co practice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;the fighting spirit isnt in me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;my priorities are set.&lt;br /&gt;CO is not on my priority list anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i want to prove.&lt;br /&gt;that i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do extremely well for prelims.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna studyt.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get A1 for chinese Os...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna go UCC.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get back my results.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see for myself.&lt;br /&gt;my results&lt;br /&gt;be it good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;be it an F9 or a band one(primary school grading).&lt;br /&gt;or be it an A* (primary 6 grading)  or U(ungraded).&lt;br /&gt;i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;co's getting in my way now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;here's now certain problems in co.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if anyone realised.&lt;br /&gt;there's isnt any "shh~" or any other form of that anymore from me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see how ready co is.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad to say that.&lt;br /&gt;things are much better now. =)&lt;br /&gt;but.. there is still a group of people.&lt;br /&gt;who is destroying everything.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna name names.&lt;br /&gt;i have no comments abt that.&lt;br /&gt;at least. her attendance is ok.&lt;br /&gt;but her attitude is.. just.. pissing.&lt;br /&gt;wat's the point of rotting ur time away?&lt;br /&gt;if u think that coming to co is just to mark attendance,&lt;br /&gt;then, u deserve to be out of co.&lt;br /&gt;we dont need ppl like u.&lt;br /&gt;the back door is always open.&lt;br /&gt;leave and get permission to quit co.&lt;br /&gt;having or not having u doesnt matter one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dun hate u for appearing in my life. i dont. i can tell u for sure, you're one of those people whom i wont forget.-&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;anw. i'm not entertaining any stupid smses from now on.&lt;br /&gt;for example, if u were to send me "sian. can chat?" or anything similar.&lt;br /&gt;forget it, i wont reply.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, my bill has been bursting for consecutive 1 year i tink. i dun have any money to pay for the extra fees le.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i'm going to study liao. dun disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xiao bai yi hao...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thx for everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u've been a great confidate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u just make my day better.. x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111642984252936423?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111642984252936423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111642984252936423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111642984252936423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111642984252936423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111442913630345537</id><published>2005-04-25T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T04:38:56.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry abt the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;i was about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i hurt any of u guys.&lt;br /&gt;especially u.&lt;br /&gt;dui bu qi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111442913630345537?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111442913630345537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111442913630345537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111442913630345537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111442913630345537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/04/sorry.html' title='sorry.'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111442895911135614</id><published>2005-04-25T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T04:35:59.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kinda pissed.</title><content type='html'>u wanted a breakup.&lt;br /&gt;i asked for a patch.&lt;br /&gt;u disagreed.&lt;br /&gt;at last i'm getting over u.&lt;br /&gt;and now wat?&lt;br /&gt;wat am i to do?&lt;br /&gt;everyone is asking why this why that.&lt;br /&gt;cant anyone just think from my part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm petty.&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;wateva.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to care.&lt;br /&gt;if u dunno anything.&lt;br /&gt;pls remain quiet.&lt;br /&gt;watch the show for as long as u like.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who bothered when i'm totally down?&lt;br /&gt;who cared when i'm about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;i cant count for u now.&lt;br /&gt;less than 5.&lt;br /&gt;i can guarantee that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111442895911135614?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111442895911135614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111442895911135614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111442895911135614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111442895911135614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/04/kinda-pissed.html' title='kinda pissed.'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111305139080855107</id><published>2005-04-09T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T05:56:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm numbed. with sadness.</title><content type='html'>i just read her blog.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;i feel.. i feel so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why do i still love her.&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO WHY.&lt;br /&gt;i realised..&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to avoid her these few days.&lt;br /&gt;wo..&lt;br /&gt;wo hao xiang hui qu yi qian..&lt;br /&gt;zi ji yi ge ren de shen huo..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try.&lt;br /&gt;i still think of the past.&lt;br /&gt;and end up...&lt;br /&gt;literally feeling my heart smashing..&lt;br /&gt;into minute pieces.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i love her so..&lt;br /&gt;when will she understand?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.....&lt;br /&gt;never..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;we were once together.&lt;br /&gt;be it a month or less.&lt;br /&gt;we were still once together...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;everytime..&lt;br /&gt;i see jim and jq together.&lt;br /&gt;i always feel happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;we started earlier than they did.&lt;br /&gt;and we ended soon after.&lt;br /&gt;i once felt like a lucki man.&lt;br /&gt;i once did.&lt;br /&gt;once...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i have been hoping&lt;br /&gt;that things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;i hoped that we could be together again.&lt;br /&gt;it nv happened&lt;br /&gt;i hoped that i'll forget abt her.&lt;br /&gt;it too, nv happened...&lt;br /&gt;why is heaven making fun of me?&lt;br /&gt;am i not stressed and tired enuff?&lt;br /&gt;o'lvls&lt;br /&gt;syf..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired enuff.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;but i held on.&lt;br /&gt;now wat?&lt;br /&gt;physical torture is still not enuff?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;my studies' a pile of shit.&lt;br /&gt;my job's a dirty one.&lt;br /&gt;my life's a jumkyard.&lt;br /&gt;and u're nv going to know.. never going to know..&lt;br /&gt;how much..&lt;br /&gt;i..&lt;br /&gt;feel..&lt;br /&gt;for you.&lt;br /&gt;and.. i'm nv going to know.. never going to know..&lt;br /&gt;why..&lt;br /&gt;am i in such devastation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111305139080855107?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111305139080855107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111305139080855107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111305139080855107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111305139080855107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-numbed-with-sadness.html' title='i&apos;m numbed. with sadness.'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111287792766726009</id><published>2005-04-07T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T05:45:27.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting day</title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;today is an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;debra's bdae's today.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;she's ONE DAY younger than me&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;aaron's new fone has been snatched away.&lt;br /&gt;called the police.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;they came 1.5 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;wowowowow.&lt;br /&gt;now i realise, we have been influenced by propaganda since primary school&lt;br /&gt;i remember writing this in a compo.&lt;br /&gt;"i called the police, and they came less than 10 mins later"&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhem&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to narrate wateva happened.&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;readers of my wonderful blog,&lt;br /&gt;if u have any sense,&lt;br /&gt;pls do not crowd arnd arron and asking him wat happened.&lt;br /&gt;the reason is obvious,&lt;br /&gt;unless u dun have any human sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwww,&lt;br /&gt;i'm keeping this design template done by my da bian xiong aka meowmer aka buddddyy YEO HUIMIN for at least until 6th of may,&lt;br /&gt;to thank her for wateva she has done for me since end of last year.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;my true confidate.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;my best bud.&lt;br /&gt;and my onli meowmer and da bian xiong gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. ANW. YEO HUIMIN, I'M NOT UR PARTNER IN CRIME. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST TRYING TO ENTERTAIN U.&lt;br /&gt;LALA.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;jkjk~.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111287792766726009?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111287792766726009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111287792766726009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111287792766726009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111287792766726009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/04/interesting-day.html' title='interesting day'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111280574421297310</id><published>2005-04-06T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T07:35:55.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a happy birthday to me</title><content type='html'>hahaha. it's my first time receiving four presssssies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;see carefully. it's pressies.&lt;br /&gt;not pretzos or some other nonsense that is going thru ur mind rite now.&lt;br /&gt;whaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hey heyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if u find this blog to resemble HUIMIN's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pls do not be APPALLED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dearrrrr HUIMIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to DESIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;on MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;birthDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thx huimin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hai shi ni dui wo zhui hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JIE ROX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wahahhahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwww.&lt;br /&gt;2 bond albums from shih han and huimin.&lt;br /&gt;1 CUTE little KITTY music BOX from my darrling 207 gang.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;1 half used HAPPY STRINGS SPRAY CAN from shih han and huimin. hehe. apparently, we played away half a can. so i'm left with another half -____-&lt;br /&gt;and one sweett bottle of paper stars from my cute little junior wanting. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;thx loadssss.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA ALL.&lt;br /&gt;MUUUAAACKKKKXXX&lt;br /&gt;waahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well.&lt;br /&gt;curriculum time WAS wonderful&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;was fooling arnd with the HAPPY STRINGS SPRAY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;poor sean. poor phy. poor eric.&lt;br /&gt;lucki yap and jianhao.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;annnnnd ya! stupid surin.&lt;br /&gt;first person to quarrel with.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;blast her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lalalas.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i'm the birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;they cant retaliate.&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co wasnt very great.&lt;br /&gt;almost cried out.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss mr goh.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;he's just.. just so nice...&lt;br /&gt;tml is mr ng le.&lt;br /&gt;hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A GOLD FOR SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111280574421297310?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111280574421297310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111280574421297310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111280574421297310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111280574421297310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='it&apos;s a happy birthday to me'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11400078.post-111064751521536315</id><published>2005-03-12T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T09:11:55.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[1]</title><content type='html'>TESTING.&lt;br /&gt;DOING THIS FOR THE BIRTHDAY BOY.&lt;br /&gt;BLEAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11400078-111064751521536315?l=view-my-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/111064751521536315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11400078&amp;postID=111064751521536315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111064751521536315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11400078/posts/default/111064751521536315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://view-my-blog.blogspot.com/2005/03/1.html' title='[1]'/><author><name>Sebas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05865816574082502381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
