<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568</id><updated>2011-08-04T03:41:53.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incorrigible me</title><subtitle type='html'>by »|ugly townsman|«
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imood.com/users/jaykjaykjayk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://moods.imood.com/display/uname=jaykjaykjayk/trans=1/imood.gif" alt="The current mood of jaykjaykjayk at www.imood.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-112238861902484461</id><published>2005-07-26T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T22:36:59.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th and last post</title><content type='html'>this is the 100th and last post before it will all move to another blog... here's a poem i got from an email years ago, just got it back recently... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a merry-go-round? &lt;br /&gt;Or listened to the rain &lt;br /&gt;Slapping on the ground? &lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? &lt;br /&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? &lt;br /&gt;You better slow down. &lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast. &lt;br /&gt;Time is short. &lt;br /&gt;The music won't last. &lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day &lt;br /&gt;On the fly? &lt;br /&gt;When you ask How are you? &lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the reply? &lt;br /&gt;When the day is done &lt;br /&gt;Do you lie in your bed &lt;br /&gt;With the next hundred chores &lt;br /&gt;Running through your head? &lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down &lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast. &lt;br /&gt;Time is short. &lt;br /&gt;The music won't last. &lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child, &lt;br /&gt;We'll do it tomorrow? &lt;br /&gt;And in your haste, &lt;br /&gt;Not see his sorrow? &lt;br /&gt;Ever lost touch, &lt;br /&gt;Let a good friendship die &lt;br /&gt;Cause you never had time &lt;br /&gt;To call and say,"hi" &lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down. &lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast. &lt;br /&gt;Time is short. &lt;br /&gt;The music won't last. &lt;br /&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere &lt;br /&gt;You miss half the fun of getting there. &lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day, &lt;br /&gt;It is like an unopened gift.... &lt;br /&gt;Thrown away. &lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race. &lt;br /&gt;Do take it slower &lt;br /&gt;Hear the music &lt;br /&gt;Before the song is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-112238861902484461?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/112238861902484461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=112238861902484461' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/112238861902484461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/112238861902484461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/07/100th-and-last-post.html' title='100th and last post'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-112154180392448124</id><published>2005-07-17T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T03:23:23.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this time die liao la...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Hot&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Mr.Lonely" by Akon&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« lost&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;how u ask ppl out?&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;eh... u free...&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna go out??&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;success rate how?&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;or u can go into certain topic&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;but the topic must b link 2 the place u 1 2 go..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;no % coz diff ppl got diff reaction..&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;oh.. if not say veh shou one ler?&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;v shou??&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;wat u mean &lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;not veh close one..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm... try 2 tok crap w her at 1st lor..&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;if u 1 2 get close 2 gals&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;must noe how 2 tok &lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;felix can realli tok..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;he is the ang mo crapper &lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;i m the chi crapper&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;but smtimes get stuck &lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;den cannot crap how?&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;for sure die?&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm... must crap... &lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;unless is the gal lik u &lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;dun realli crap la..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;must tok smartly la..&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;slowly la..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;can oni teach trick by trick&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;oh.. ok...&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;must b darin...&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;if not the gals will tink u r a wimp&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;but den tok too much lk not right hor?&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;tt's y must tok smartly..&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;tok the rite tings..&lt;br /&gt;if someone betrays you once, he might be wrong... but if he does it twice, the fault most probably lies in you... says:&lt;br /&gt;chim...&lt;br /&gt;Xi@nG&gt; i need 2 shut up says:&lt;br /&gt;ya lor..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-112154180392448124?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/112154180392448124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=112154180392448124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/112154180392448124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/112154180392448124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-time-die-liao-la.html' title='this time die liao la...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-112042096174833550</id><published>2005-07-04T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T04:02:41.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness is choice or a choice?</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Warm&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Disappear" by Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Jumpy&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Just not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is choice? I beg to differ; happiness is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former is much how I used to think. The presence of choices is so often deprived of me and I would took it negatively, bitterly. The 'whys' I often asked and challenged the mighty powers above. Why couldn't I have this or have that? Why couldn't I be so? Why did they have to pick on me? Why this? Why that? Well, until recently I got a bit wiser, or just complaining less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unfortunate events that have been occuring each and every second I'm complaining. Each and every cry I made is simply nothing compared to that have those less fortunate have been living in. They don't have even the basic neccessities in life to go on life. Hunger, droughts, poverty, disablity, even discrimination, my cries are not even one tiny bit of their unjustice. The sadest part of these is that they have a mouth but not a language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always taken choices for granted. I shouldn't. Even when there isn't a choice, don't complain. Complain and be condemmed. Why not take what was given and make it work out. Stay cheery always and see the light side of the picture, make the choice a happy one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that happiness is a choice and choices are just extra blessings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-112042096174833550?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/112042096174833550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=112042096174833550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/112042096174833550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/112042096174833550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/07/happiness-is-choice-or-choice.html' title='happiness is choice or a choice?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-111666290879892809</id><published>2005-05-21T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:08:28.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a long long time</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« raining heavily&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Empty Appartment" by Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Like the weather&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« away from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally adding a new post ever since 27 Jan... No idea why but there just seems to be a sudden urge to do so. Perhaps there's no one to talk to recently for me, and humanity is a desert and the oasis will not come. I missed those days that I was happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the emptyness now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-111666290879892809?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/111666290879892809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=111666290879892809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/111666290879892809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/111666290879892809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/05/for-long-long-time.html' title='for a long long time'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-110682796230849031</id><published>2005-01-27T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:13:02.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term 1, Week 4</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« Hot, haven't been raining at all these days&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "Catherine" by David Tao&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« High&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Sad over Chem test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's post came early. I'm going for chalet tomorrow, anyone interested to join me for barberque sms me on Saturday okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hectic week for me sia. Running almost everyday. Saturday ODAC, Sunday soccer, Monday 37 GST, 4.5km outside school, Tuesday ODAC run + MacRitchie, Wednesday basketball. I'm gonna breakdown soon. But must endure, must hit target of under 9mins by end of March. Endure, endure and endure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't believe it, I'm playing bridge now. I used to be so against it. So I guess it's true for time to change man and great man to change time. One such great man is Issac Lim. He changed 'time' in me. I'm running so much now. I used to avoid running and self-training. I think Issac Lim would be someone I'm going to miss after CJC life. Haha, sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to see the importance of fast breaks and also start loving to be the one for the layouts. This is seen in the B Boys' match hours ago where Maris lost to Naval by 8 points. But I must say these boys blossomed and matured into basketballers, (not "monkeys to gorrilas" - quoted Issac Lim) and have a bright future ahead. Watch out, the Maris golden era is coming up. I anticipate eagerly. Ms Choh's chinese improved tremendously. She used to look so lost, but now can laugh with us and comprehend this language that CJC girls find so alien. I appeal to all, if you've difficulties in Chinese, come to smell the Maris aroma and feel the Maris breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a split person now. I've two loyalties, both are priorities. It's so hard for me. How I wished I can go for both ODAC and Basketball.  Why I can't have the best of both worlds. I'm crying out, HELP ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's 1T31? We're crazy. Mabel spiked the cake! We're all getting too HIGH, I'm having a headache, it must be a hangover. Haha, we they asked me which lesson I enjoy Maths, all laughed. Now all should agree. Haha, I think I'll need to train up on my left handwriting and soon the 1T31 that I'm good at it. Suddenly something struck my mind. Photographs!!! Shit, I have none. How to give Elton John (my home tutor cum Chinese teacher looks like him) tomorrow?? Hmm, heck, I'm in chalet mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow if I spike hair don't find it strange. It's for talking to Loon. We're having a spike hair movement so that Loon wouldn't dao us. We'll spike our hair like Loon cos' he's cool and have a spiked hairdo. Haha, Loon is Kenneth Loon. I screwed his life quite badly I think. Whole of 1T32 is joining in the screwing party. Haha! I'm evil. Anyway Loon, if you're reading this, I've told all the stuff you've done to Valeron. Any action taken by them and any offence taken by you should not be accounted on my head okay? Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, believe it or not, She waved at me on the way home from tuition. I'm so happy. It's estacy man. Woohoo! Haha~! lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; IZ Lim's advice is to listen to his advise and he welcomes you to quit ODAC anytime &lt;b&gt; CHECK OUT THE ODAC BOARD YOURSELF&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110682796230849031?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110682796230849031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110682796230849031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110682796230849031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110682796230849031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/01/term-1-week-4.html' title='Term 1, Week 4'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-110641786596145153</id><published>2005-01-23T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T02:17:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First date</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« dunno&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« nothing&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« happy&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does one have to be dead once to feel alive once again? Question I'm asking all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I survived on 3 Shrooms Burger, 1 Reg Pepsi, 1 Bandito, 1 Reg Fries... Amazing but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool is the most irritating game ever, especially you suck at it. You can't hit the ball as hard like everyone and your eyes go haywired after a few rounds. Terrible, horrible and despicable way to cheat the money of young teenagers. I suck man!!! I can never decipt out the fun and pleasure like most people do. Simply because either I suck or they are better than me. Don't get me started again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I used to think that horoscopes are bullshit. Taurus men are quiet, hardworking, artisitic, down-to-earth, constantly wondering if someone is like them and always inquisitive yet discreet about their curiosity? I never thought that I'd grow up to be such a wimp. I was wrong as seen by many of my new peers. I always think that I've talked too much, over outspoken and in a share too much of a limelight. I'm constantly thinking of being low-profile and to be much of a loner in order to stay clear. I've always regretted things I've did during secondary school however I guess there's no escape for repeating it once more. Why do I've to speak when I've nothing to say and act as if I'm involved? Isn't that hypocricy. I just only wish to be more of myself. The shy boy I resemble years ago and not the gung-ho kid with all guts but no brains. I ought to be myself. The taurius wimp, not the aggressive tryant anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I've been missing so much of ODAC. What songs they learn, what Issac Lim preached seems so alien. I'm losing touch with all of my fellow colleagues as seen by my isolated-being in ODAC today. I've to make my stand quick and firm. I'm too to-myself-only... And I guess I shouldn't be rude to Issac Lim ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out with the people from NY. Pool, 4 hours of pool, which I enjoyed most was cable TV. I hate pool, it kills lives and wastes money. Worst of all places, orchard where all the transexuals seems to be everywhere. I hate Orchard more by the second. The worst of all, Xianglin... Why drink in front of me? Why play pool in front of me? Why smack the ball so hard in front of me? Why lavish your dough in front of me? WHY IN FRONT OF ME!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet I'm so happy despite paying midnight charges... 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date'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-110585568880625817</id><published>2005-01-16T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:08:08.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted me</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« bright and sunny&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "amphibian" by tanya chua&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« twisted&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« patriotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;later u all still going out?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot find jerald&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den ed got his own prog&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den denny n alex got family outing&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;icic&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den i tink i stay home pia bio lor&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz`&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;sian&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;stay home oplay freeceel&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u wanna go out ah?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;neh.. whole family at home&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;dif to sneak out&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;need to sneak out 1 meh&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u dunno meh&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i all along all sneak out de&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;ha....&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then ur parents wont find out everytime meh?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;they will la..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but go out le ma&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;tt's y i owaes go out so poor one..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;nv take money&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then everytime kena scolding ah?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;last time la..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;now nv le..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;how's my class?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;quite fun haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;a lot of ppl say so..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den i bo chap one&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;but then can tell they havent know each other very well yet&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;how u tell de?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i tot they all mingle lk siao liao&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;if really&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;i think wont be like this already lah&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;would be much better&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then u wont bo chap also haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;no la..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;they all say e things in class i all dunno&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;studying bio now?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;no la.. play freecell&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den listen to tanya chua cd&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u still have homework to do later ah?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;no more le..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den must revise&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;wah....&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and read futher&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;dont become like roy sia&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i wun la..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den ur subj all dun nid to study so much ma&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;almost already haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;no la..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun have every subj tuition lk roy&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so dif&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway wad's wrong of being roy?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;having no social life&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so.. i'm a student mah.. not a social butterfly..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;if u say so&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then it goes on to be im a worker mah&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den it's not tt i've no social life&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still talking to u all..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still gg for class outings&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still playing bball&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;but talking about roy now mah&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still listening to cds and buying them&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still online..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den roy oso nth wrong right&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u have a 3 star canoeing badge?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;he plays soccer&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;he plays red alert after exams&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;he bothered to tok to us still&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;ehhh u know him so well ah?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i know him for 4 yrs?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;since sec 1&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;dont have to give excuses 1&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;thats what everybody sees it as&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;it's just tt ppl are driven my academic grades tt doesnt mean u all can ostracise him...&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u all only have to criticise him as a person&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but not a student&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cos we are not teachers&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;driven by academic grades does not mean u have to keep urself alone in 1 corner n study all the time&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den did u all go tok to him?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking i didnt//&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;which i'm regreting..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;being over antisocial&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;so...its only our part?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;over stereotype&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;he did come to tok to us..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;not to me&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but wad he noes abt us other den studies&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cos he dunno wad to tok to u&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;did he tok soccer with us&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;did he tok abt fantasy soccer&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;did he ask us abt our various ccas?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;that i wouldnt know&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den u all tink tt he's up to his competitive nature again&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so unfair..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;not about being competitive&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt mean tt u re misunderstood means tt u re wrong?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when he tok abt academic stuff&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;which is e common topic&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;so how often was that?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;wad u all said?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;owaes.. cos he doesnt noe..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u all dun open up&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;how he enter?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;how to put it&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;let me think awhile&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den u guess why i'm i saying all these?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm discouraged to study&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;just telling u not to study too much&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;overdose is bad haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;tt's discouraging from wad i'm taught by others&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;never ever say u noe too much&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;there's no overdosage of studying..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;it's alright to learn&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and i tink i did not enough&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;if u think so...&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i've chosen jc life for my next 2 years&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;n u havent&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so i tink i've to excel&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;and why the hostile attitude suddenly&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;because i've to make it clear&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;before i end up like roy&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;misunderstooded&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyo....&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;the roy part about u was just a joke man....&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u noe everyday i got scolded.. i got discriminated at home&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;for being e stupid one..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;my parents think tt i'm forcing jc studies on myself&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when they are e ones who push mi towards it..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when i go to do holiday jobs..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;they say i'm playing..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when i study at night&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;they tink i'm doing last min work..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when i'm outside at bk studying..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm mixing with bad compnayu&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then why u dont tell them?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;everyday every sec i get tt kind of shit..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;so its all their fault?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and i come online to get away&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hearing tt&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck man!&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ok.. drop it..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not myself&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry anyway&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;no prob&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway later wad ya doing?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;so tonite still going the match?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cant la..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot find jeri&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i h8 tt&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ppl dont carry out promises&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out but dunno where haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den when i dun promise ppl tink tt i'm abt to pangseh&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den i just dun wanna pangseh&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so i dont promise&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;lk ppl just expect a yes&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but they dun allow you to break it&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;even though they noe tt it's against ur fucking will&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;reject lor....&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;if i reject ppl find u antisocial&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;if i say yes i'm agnst myself&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;only if u reject all the time lah&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when i heck care i become dao&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u have ur choice hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;no.. tt isnt how e world works&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;esp u dont work ur world..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u dont won e world..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u folo rules... nonsensical ones&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;sadly&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u or i?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;mine...&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;mine's simply fucked up&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck the world&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;throw it away&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;do what u like when u like&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u cant.. u fuck it they fuck u back...&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then fuck them back back even harder&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ya.. tt's wad e loners tt&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;did**&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;no thats what i did&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and wad they got tagged on..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;loners..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and no one liked them...&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean u have to heck care everything&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;just to what u want&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cant.. u cant be a bully owaes...&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u think im a bully meh?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;wah im so hurt haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u cant dictate urself owaes..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cos u have no choice&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm toking to myself..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;when i do wad i want&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ppl find mi a bully&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;a tryant..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;a fucker who has the fucks fucked up his fucked up ass&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so fucked up tt he wants to fuck the world as well&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u dont know what ur talking about do u?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i noe..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm speaking frm experience mainly&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;just like u noe u are being bully by the world..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but u have to play along..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and smile off e fucking embarrassment&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;if not u get fucked harder&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;by doing wadeva fuck u tink u shud do&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;lk reliation&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;what about urself?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;do u wanna change for the world?&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;or change the world?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;neither..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then u will die n rot away muhahahah&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i lk things lk how they are..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;folo the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so dun try to change it...&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;following the crowd is something like changing for the world&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;u let the things ard u change u&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u dun haf to change?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u change outside but not inside..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;inside i h8 e world..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but i'm following it?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;hypocritical&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;then be different&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but enuff for survival&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;do something different&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;step out&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;dont follow the crowd&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;at least u wont regret&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;den be in e world of ur own?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not regreting..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;are u not full of regrets now?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;bcos i've not loved anything&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm just angry&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;why angry?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;bcos things are not how they shud be..&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;den be in e world of ur own? or be in a world where ppl follow u&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;yet i nv seen them..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;so i cant love it..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun nid followers&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;not followers literary&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;neither i nid a leader&lt;br /&gt;economics is boooring dancing club is fun haha says:&lt;br /&gt;and ur point is?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;let things be how they are..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;stay misunderstooded but not lost..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and dun change it..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;cos tt will keep u surviving..&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;and forgotten maybe?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ya..&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;i rather be forgotten den be remembered for e wrong things&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;make an impact....&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;and hurt urself too?&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;like said...some1s gonna do it.why not u&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ya.. if everyone's doing it? how many can make it?&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;coz they get hurt and not continue?&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;coz they dont know how to pick up from where they fall?&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;or maybe coz they just followed in some1's footsteps?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;following some1's footsteps get u somewhere still right?&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;but den if u walk e other way&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;if u r lucky&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;u may get lost&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;chances of u getting somewhere&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;is less guranteed&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway tt's out of point...&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;dun drag on..&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: revolution. dancing club is still fun says:&lt;br /&gt;good practice for gp muhahaha&lt;br /&gt;the amphibian says:&lt;br /&gt;ya.. true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110585568880625817?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110585568880625817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110585568880625817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gonna waste a minute of the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what’s the beauty of having a five-day week? That’s you can look back on Saturday and ENJOY. Craps. But I’ve ENDURED my first week of JC. WooHoo~! I guess now I can only go online during Friday night. Hectic study schedules, CCA and stuff, I guess JC really mould people. It’s like a test from all temptations to slack and stuff but when you consider that JC is the land of hidden talents, you be thankful not to slack so. I think throughout the two years, life in JC would be a compact yet fulfilling one. (What a start!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, that’s how’s life’s... I just realized that we are one of the few schools to have GP lectures. That brings me back to the next point. My lecture pad wrote two lines:&lt;br /&gt;1) Are we more adaptable to changes in life or just more guilable to be obliged to changes? 2) Are we trying to be the different or the individualistic lot? That’s during GP tutorial whereby we compare youth and adults, which actually the former grow to be the former while the both hate each other. Irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s full of the unexpected. Just like a few months ago, playing in the A’Boys then, hopping to the polythenic was my number one priority. Now it has all changed. I no longer yearn to play ball. CJC’s not what I thought to be. I’m beginning to love more in here. The basketball team was crappish. They don’t even have a real coach. Worst of all, it clashes with ODAC. Joining the team means a part of my flesh will have to depart me. That’s a sad reality I can’t bear. Fuck the CCA day system. That’s an indirect confinement to the student’s freewill. I want ODAC. I need ODAC! My mind is in a complete mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that the class has been divided into different fractions. I agree! We have namely the Boys’ camp, Horny Literature Society and the uncommitted ones.&lt;br /&gt;1. Boys’ camp as it says belongs exclusively for the 7 who have penises. Their usual hangout is the first toilet you get to every morning when you travel by bus to school. No obligations, you can still get to another group.&lt;br /&gt;2. Horny Literature Society is mainly for girls who are still in her discovery of the other sex. What they do is chit-chat about stories through a crude, but less-embarrasing manner. Interesting huh?&lt;br /&gt;The others, well? I’m gonna probe further into this interesting class of 1T31, So please stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss people. (Yes, I do and I can..)  I miss having soccer for PE and coming back late to kajiaow Grandma Grace. I miss being half-naked during recess. I miss changing in class. I miss the rapes. I miss the sleep in class. I miss… But now I’ve to move on mentally, like I’ve physically did, from a Boys’ School to a mixed one. Sadly though, I’ve learnt in this few days the true essence of this phrase. “Puberty not only brings out the beauty in girls, but the bitches in them too.” Bite on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s outing have no conclusion yet. The chatroom is still flooded and I couldn’t comprehend anything. Poor 1T31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;b&gt;INVOLVE, IMPROVE, ENDURE, ENJOY!!!&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110571736120822782?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110571736120822782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110571736120822782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110571736120822782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110571736120822782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/01/ive-crush-on-you.html' title='I&apos;ve a crush on you!!!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110502261028891445</id><published>2005-01-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T22:43:30.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti-girl-power</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« cloudy&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "how do i live" by leann rimes&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« down&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« sleeping, tomorrow got grand finale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad man, slowly i kanna realised i hate "girl power". it's not that i'm acting macho or what. it's just the girls in my class, really climbing over our heads. the boy minority is starting to get suppressed and also united because of female bullies. hey people, don't let our penis lay flaccid, we must not be henpecked. we must reteliate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway somehow or what, i'm soon getting into a low form period. and cca maze is soon, i'm not ready for selection man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph, today kinda got a little shock during debrief. first time ever in my life i stared so long into someone's eyes. terrifying! it's like something you wanna have but so afraid of losing at the same time. why to we have to lose everything we have in life? that's why life sucks to the core i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so singapore versus indonesia, my would have to look for a fan to throw our fried rice at now. haha. poor denny tan! my prediction, singapore for another tiger cup gold!!! majulah singapura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finale night, the drag show would be part 3 to be exact. part 1 was captured on friendster, part 2 was just months ago. part 1 happened when i was too young to recognise anything while part 2 was a terrifying experience man! how would part 3 be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go tuition!!! see her... but too bad, haven't been talking to my mum since last april, so cannot talk about it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know my people watch porn, cause girls sucks. but the saying of porn is cheaper than dating i'm starting to disagree. the pop-ups waste time, and irritates people. it harms users and slow your computer. i just guys, we'll gonna have to do it the hard way... be decent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pay day is delayed to saturday. i wonder how much would be deducted from my $700? okay, all fake names used are roughly about 100. so that would be $80. not bad, still enough to get a cheap keyboard. but i don't think i would have the time for music interest in jc i think. shat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naomi is the only kind girl i know so far!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110502261028891445?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110502261028891445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110502261028891445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110502261028891445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110502261028891445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2005/01/anti-girl-power.html' title='anti-girl-power'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110442298356879450</id><published>2004-12-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:09:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hangover</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« "Cool"&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "True" by Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Deep&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, strangely enough... I'm getting an artistic hangover! This may sound crazy in the past. Now it doesn't... I felt a bit cheated when I saw the political nature of this camp sadly. I don't wanna be part of a lie at all. Damm it, screw Vivian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've caught the chill. I'm gonna die. Save me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that the countdown is not on tv. *Give 3 cheers* I hate countdowns. Celebrating over time passing? Welcoming the end? What's the point... Seriously, I'm all out against. Call me an ass, a pessermist.. Fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow still need to wake up. Having friendly with B Boys' in school. I wondered how the boys have evolved to under this new coach. If we win tomorrow, I'll sure to join CJC Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who expect a reply whenever they sms. Really hate them alot. Maybe it's manners for replies, but I really have no money to pay for a 'Okay' seriously. No time as well. I lazy too myself of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised this entries getting longer than usual. Guess what, it's not ending yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's reunion would be fun. No other distractions... And also, soccer... Whole day of playing and whole entire of swearing... =x Shame for those who are not with us... Shame on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com's getting crazy. Each time there's some vibration or shake the screen flickers. I don't wanna be the last using it.. The second last would be cool enough.. NO BLAMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate school, I hate waking in the morning... But I can't do without sadly. It's kinda like a guilty pleasure. Just like how much one would hate watching serials on tv in front of friends, yet get helplessly addicted. I need to do ironing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can people take no for an answer? And ask delibrately to irritate? Later ask for the impossible and hope that a slip of mind could get them the results they are looking for? It's so maddening. Yet we've to be polite and not show angst. That's how's life. But for me, ignoring is the best response. Look blur and turn away. Be firm over the blur stand and hear nothing, see nothing and thinking nothing. Yeah! Be unresponsive. Stay out and also be polite without hypocritism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beggining to know what kind of girls I like. The smart kind with a cheery laughter with a tinge of 'stone'. Weird taste, but I'm an eccentric person after all. Don't ya agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on, but there's a cross on the top right hand corner still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm *clear throat* Despite all my bad points, I still think I deserve much better. I don't smoke, I don't gamble, I don't litter (that much), I don't steal (Just rob), I don't badmouth (that's why they find me quiet), I don't kill, I don't fight (Just look), I don't... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good threapy. I rant out quite alot. I guess that's why people complain (Singaporean especially). They seek mental relief. Through reasoning they find a mental haven. A place whereby people find faults to correct and readers get humoured in nonsense, totally a win-win situation. It's healthy. I mean yeah, people wouldn't have a burst bottle of emotions. I think I may just fall into this occupation. No, movement... Yeah religion... That's it. Through these letters, we make gods (from ourselves). Each letter is gospel-heavy, demanding for it's believers. Yet, all these is hidden in the righteous facade we achieve through careful choice of words, grammer and ideas. Simply amazing! Those reading this should try. After a meal of injustice or just plain nonsense. Just harmless talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, like waves that subside tsumanis. Okay, I'm trying to follow the format of news. Local to international. But don't expect finance. Reminds me of a phrase from the Godfather. "Finances are like guns that we use, to kill, to protect, to love. Politics is just about finding the right timing to pull the trigger" Anyway back to the main focus. How sad a way to end a year (or start a year). It seems to be the reclaimation of heaven's mandate. The worst hit areas are those places of sepearatist, namely Tamil Sri Lanka, Aceh Indonesia, Southern Islamic Thailand... No offence or any politics involved, man... Pay for the deaths and suffering you caused with more of such? Simply revenge. Which/whoever heaven's prankster is, IT'S NO FUNNY!!! All we can do is hope for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x what does that smiley mean? I'm losing it's meaning anyway to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; FOUND YOUR CAMERA? &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110442298356879450?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110442298356879450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110442298356879450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110442298356879450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110442298356879450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/hangover.html' title='hangover'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110425523781138500</id><published>2004-12-29T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T01:33:57.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy stupor</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?«&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?«&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?«&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?«&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a sleepy stupor just. Slept at 7.30pm, I woke up at about 1.15am. First thing I did was to log in. There's a new email message from friendster. I got what I always hoped for. Some news from her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuxian say:&lt;br /&gt;who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apprehensiveness wore off after much anticipation. So, it didn't turn out that bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art today was kinda fun. Ken laughed, I beg to differ. I think I'm going to go for another day. (Though each lesson cost $40 of working pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got CJC's letter. Anyone in IG 36?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110425523781138500?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110425523781138500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110425523781138500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110425523781138500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110425523781138500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/sleepy-stupor.html' title='sleepy stupor'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110365223190901555</id><published>2004-12-22T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T02:03:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« -&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« -&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« -&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how can I say the wrong things at the wrong time at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;I could go silent for one year half.&lt;br /&gt;I would act like a devil which claim innocence like an angel.&lt;br /&gt;I might be so indecisive and make the wrong choices.&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fool, a self-proclaim smart-alec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate righteously.&lt;br /&gt;I lived a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I played but never accepted.&lt;br /&gt;I hid like a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fucking tyrant to myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110365223190901555?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110365223190901555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110365223190901555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110365223190901555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110365223190901555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/me.html' title='Me!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110295990280246934</id><published>2004-12-14T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T01:45:02.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson in life #1</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Cool&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« My hate chants&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Uneven&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today two fucking fuckers spoiled my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucker #1 - Postcard man&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell threw my namecard on the floor... I picked up two of the three and said, "the last one is for FUCKERS like you!" I'm god gamm pissed when I said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucker #2 - Fat bastard&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you! I'm not gonna talk about it, don't ask!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; to not be bullied! &lt;b&gt; one must bully!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110295990280246934?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110295990280246934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110295990280246934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110295990280246934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110295990280246934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/lesson-in-life-1.html' title='lesson in life #1'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110282071430558953</id><published>2004-12-12T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T11:05:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current x'mas song!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Chilly&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "圣诞夜惊魂" by 五月天&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« State of sleep hangover&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly, the weather have been shifting to its cold nature. I, regretfully, is now suffering the effects of my stubborn unwillingness of sleeping half-naked (the top part that is)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jm got his laptop, what a X'mas present. *jealous* Nvm~! I guess I'll have to work for mine... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how's life basically, with the holidays (school) ending... Heard that mavis started liao... Wonder how she is now... Anyway, I still owe someone a letter... Gotta start doing it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, if you're seeing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; I was only playing Taryn's boyfriend &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110282071430558953?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110282071430558953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110282071430558953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110282071430558953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110282071430558953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-current-xmas-song.html' title='My current x&apos;mas song!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110242671638218978</id><published>2004-12-07T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T21:38:36.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so life's so...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Chilly, have been raining these days&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Not myself" by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Erratic&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Partying? X'mas is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey wazzup my crew... I didn't imagined my first job could be this fun! Aveline (hi!), Rachel and Taryn (hi!)... Total havoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm slowly realising that the Malays are stalking us while the Chinese hate us to the core! Haha... Malays, I love you all... You keep my bank rolling... Opps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I've neoprints Sam... come and get it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Get lost!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110242671638218978?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110242671638218978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110242671638218978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110242671638218978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110242671638218978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-lifes-so.html' title='so life&apos;s so...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110216254136384927</id><published>2004-12-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T20:15:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Models International</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Hot&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Weird&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Doing their stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 models an hour, 6 hours day for $30? Makes me witness all the vainity and self-delusion in our very own Singaporeans. No offence though, I still depend on your names and contact number. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today's my first day of work. Cool though... (Say 'hi' to Zack, Sheng Jun, Valen, Yun Ting and Rach) Managed to hit the bar with 14 minutes left~! Wondering if I'll be back on Monday? Hmmm... (70% yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm start on this new book, "The Da Vinci Code" by Dan Brown. Gotta go and continue from Chapter 3.. Tatax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt; I H8 POPUPS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110216254136384927?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110216254136384927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110216254136384927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110216254136384927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110216254136384927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-models-international.html' title='i Models International'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110196034403214465</id><published>2004-12-02T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:05:44.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ever</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« bright yet cloudy&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Do that to me one more time" by Wilbur Pan&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Apprehensive&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« bright and chirpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wished that things stayed how they were? ever hoped and hoped that this hope never ever extinguishes? ever loved and never ever looked back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever seems to be a powerful word... i guess the only ever... death...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110196034403214465?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110196034403214465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110196034403214465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110196034403214465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110196034403214465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/12/ever.html' title='ever'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110157891684359097</id><published>2004-11-28T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T02:09:26.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incomparable is jay!!!</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« no idea?&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "爱我别走" by 张震岳&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?«&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?«&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's high. so were i! we're all lovin' what we were seeing, most importantly hearing. e correct notes, no off-pitching (sounds like douglas o right?) and from him. he toned down a lot and had betta diction (partially due to e same screen where there are lyrics). in all, it's 9.5/10 from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我别走... a song i didn't expect him to sing. very nice! all i can say, one idol singing another idol's song... i think he's version is betta, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. an update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch mayday and taxi. mayday's cool man! the people are in frenzy. i wondered how he managed to make out with queen latifah (yucks!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to queensway, ending up staying at denny's house with G4. suppose to be happy, but i heard sad things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished template&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutter scare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay reminded me why i love him so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 9 hours of basketball, i'm beat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110157891684359097?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110157891684359097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110157891684359097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110157891684359097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110157891684359097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/11/incomparable-is-jay.html' title='incomparable is jay!!!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110105247647676299</id><published>2004-11-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T23:54:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>constrast of fortunes</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« no idea?&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "改变" by 张震岳&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« uneven&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite strange though, even though they are two different shows. you know how people enjoy stretching their outstreached arms &amp; fingers for the remote during advertisments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was switching channels to and fro chn5 and 8 from 10 to 11 i tink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chn 5 - the swam... ugly bitches going for plastic surgery and psychological therapy on e expense of tv producers. mainly bcos they can't afford it or they just have a wonderful sad story that make me go: haha! bitch! be content with your ugly destiny! and guess what.. there are 6 more such bitches on the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chn 8 - indonesian children with birth defects seeking help from some children welfare by KK. they don't need any psychological therapy and already look and feel betta then those ugly ugly bitches on swan... sadly, 16 more children still can't get help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people u get my point? too few rich people too many poor people. the worst of all, i'm not eligible! fuck that! send me for plastic surgery! i beg u!!! please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; heather graham's shaggggg-well!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110105247647676299?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110105247647676299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110105247647676299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110105247647676299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110105247647676299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/11/constrast-of-fortunes.html' title='constrast of fortunes'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110094160041763627</id><published>2004-11-20T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T17:08:15.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Pavilion Street</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« A lil' bit warm&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "Ok la" by MayDay&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« somewhat lost&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« enjoying life perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sucks really, i swear! exams supressed lives, but it's my kind of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do next? i don't know? haiz~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;i owe someone a handwritten letter &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110094160041763627?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110094160041763627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110094160041763627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110094160041763627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110094160041763627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/11/10-pavilion-street.html' title='10 Pavilion Street'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110061904427922352</id><published>2004-11-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:30:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concentrate please...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« cool, very cool&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« nil&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« worried&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's an irony i'm writing this to tell myself to work even though my ass is in front of my computer. bitch! anyway tahan play my dear friend, i'm sure you don't wanna feel grouchy after the countdown party in three days time! you've so much time to play later, please use that as a motivation, not a temptation to not work okay? love ya! time to go to sleep! finish your humans a1 dream! =&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110061904427922352?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110061904427922352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110061904427922352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110061904427922352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110061904427922352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/11/concentrate-please.html' title='concentrate please...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-110036928681860402</id><published>2004-11-14T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T02:08:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so haaappppyy</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« Hot and stuffy&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« *BANG!!!* go away bitch and don't mess with me&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« Sure&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She indeed look better with her hair tied up... Lalala~ Anyway after such a long break from blogging I really have so much to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up her pen beats friday's handshake for sure and to sit so close sums up the reason for an adrenaline rush. Heard there's an error in bio and I once said that there's gonna be an error and *tatax* it appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching ALI made me wonder whether he's good or bad, but all I can say is that he's one cool dude! So much's happening on TV and judgement day happened in her own words! Faith in Oli, you go girl, steady bom pi pi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~! My pretty cousin (this is the first time i'm talking about her) you make me can't look straight when i'm eating. Anyway you're no longer taller than me! I'm so happy! But take care girl, you only live once, tv shows can wait! *Hmm, when is your bdae you haven't tell me?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back again, she's so cool when she walked off. And studying in BK for 6 hours is a surprise to see her sitting by the door. But well, as long as she's smiling and I don't care who she's with! *haha stupid taurius guy* Saw Koh, English Dept sphinters, Likkhain then Low. What's that probability for that in 7 hours? Guess it's called Heartland Mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;I've missed basketball so! Shall we crash C Boys' training?&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-110036928681860402?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/110036928681860402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=110036928681860402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110036928681860402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/110036928681860402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-feel-so-haaappppyy.html' title='i feel so haaappppyy'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109907854578214970</id><published>2004-10-30T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T03:37:56.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so high!</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« cool?&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "but i do love you" by leann rimes&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« high!&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« asleep of cos.. it's 3.39..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i knew that sam would def cheer me up! i feel good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get over her as i finally realised that they where for each other.. all e best to shuxian and edmumd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; few more hours to stefanie... &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109907854578214970?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109907854578214970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109907854578214970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109907854578214970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109907854578214970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-high.html' title='so high!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109898816425350562</id><published>2004-10-29T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T02:57:54.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of eternity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the frantic clouds and gusting oozes of breeze&lt;br /&gt;that's the setting of my torn and tattered mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether is rain will end or will sunshine be after our last grasps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all these unknowns seems to be the only constants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;times have i smiled the smile&lt;br /&gt;cried the cries&lt;br /&gt;walked the walk&lt;br /&gt;and fell and fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my tired feets and numb toes still run to elope with this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my foul words and selfish lies are keeping me afloat from the molten earth underneath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my arms hit and wrestle just to struggle from cuffs that i thought to have escaped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my eyes seems to be a strong cell that constraint me in false visionaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet i still yearn to fly in my scrubbed wings&lt;br /&gt;that i carried on my collapsed shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?»Weather?« cool like my day&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "Nobody's fool" by Avril&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« Somewhat unhappy&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« asleep i thought! *bleahx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the series of practical screw ups seems an eternity that i couldn't get out of. this horror streak had finally ended today! but i missed on one point. oil! not fats... damm! never mind, you gain some lose some... =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to normal day life. i have wrote 31 pages of social studies in 14 hours. (laugh all u want) that's quite a feat for a fellow of my calibre. (what my p6 monitor call bo chap!) so i'm now left with sbq before i'm done for ss. *lalala*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realized there's a post prelim "couple boom" and ken has found himself a new girlfriend when i didn't notice that he had broke up with the previous one... *hmm* insensitivity to friends... fuck it! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow is the official end of mavis education (yeap! not going for extra lessons) i will definitely miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed so much suddenly... sms me sam once u c this ok? missed ya so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109898816425350562?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109898816425350562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109898816425350562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109898816425350562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109898816425350562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/end-of-eternity.html' title='the end of eternity'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109867221984362391</id><published>2004-10-25T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T10:43:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday..</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« raining&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "你好不好" by 张惠妹&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« unwilling&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« asleep? the weather is just too good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In a mysterious atmosphere, 2046 revolves around romantic relationships, desires and memories. The central character played by Tony Leung is a writer/journalist. He thought he had written about the future but it was really the past. In his novel, a mysterious train left for 2046 every now and again. Everyone who went there had the same intention...to recapture his or her lost memories. It was said that in 2046, nothing ever changed. Nobody knew if it was true, because nobody who went there had ever come back – except for one. And he wanted to change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="2046" src="http://cimg.163.com/movie/0409/16/2046top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, indeed how true! on the way back to memory lane people don't know how long it will take, or how much pain and suffering you will have to endure and of course you will definitely can stuck in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concept of the movie is superb. and this is especially so so good for a sad person. i wondered have is loved an android myself. *think* fuck it! and move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;watching 4 hours of faye wong and it only just magnifies my liking&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109867221984362391?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109867221984362391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109867221984362391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109867221984362391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109867221984362391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/yesterday.html' title='yesterday..'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109821186516515122</id><published>2004-10-20T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T02:51:26.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't you heard</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« cold and chilly&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "That I'd be good" by Stef Sun&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« Somewhat lost&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how's life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i heard from felix that kunyan just. road accident just yesterday.. i only played basketball with him a few times, the famous "passing" king of macpherson, kinda shocking.. &lt;strong&gt;VERY SHOCKING!!! &lt;/strong&gt;*poor dude, dying before his time.. rest in peace*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;denny messaged me, strangely i called back. i didn't know a phonecall felt &lt;strong&gt;soooo good&lt;/strong&gt; after knowing someone died..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;her hair's growing long, now plus hair clip, look still as good.. *mine too*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm getting freaked out of o's.. it's just tomorrow only! argh, go see jazilah.tripod.com tomorrow bah! too late le..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;somehow i keep thinking that next thursday is 29 and was planning to go shop for cds. &lt;strong&gt;*crazy me*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i didn't knew that my dad will ever fall sick. it's been so many years since i've seen him ill. guys' take care, be wary of the queer weather for your o's k&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;i desperately need a new skin!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109821186516515122?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109821186516515122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109821186516515122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109821186516515122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109821186516515122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/havent-you-heard.html' title='haven&apos;t you heard'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109810096387003681</id><published>2004-10-18T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T20:02:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's soooo sad when they do that to me...</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« Cloudy&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "Waiting for you" by Anson Hu&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« Oblivious&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Muggin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? first od now doodle board... they ate the entries away! the internet has done injustice to me!!! anyway, so lucky that the sajc open house isn't over yet. 23th of oct next saturday, and i will go see my seniors, if possible. If otherwise, i'll go work at kenneth's mum's company then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; go get your copy of stef sun's newest cd on 29th of oct!!! go saints &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109810096387003681?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109810096387003681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109810096387003681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109810096387003681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109810096387003681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-soooo-sad-when-they-do-that-to-me.html' title='it&apos;s soooo sad when they do that to me...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109788642371005058</id><published>2004-10-16T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T08:27:03.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maris stella</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« cool, with some tinges of leavers' sorrow&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« nothing really&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« relieved&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea what to say now at this point of time and my mind is in a complete blank. so what's the gradutation about for me? i really still don't have an idea. i really regret playing football yesterday. but it was me and what have i been doing in all my marist years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recall that rebellious boy who hated school so in his freshman year. as time goes by, this hatred intensify to the next year as all he anticipitated was the trainings after school. so secondary two was the first time he represented school. unknowingly he found out of the true blue marist in him which inhibits all throughout his life since he stepped into this school eight years ago. secondary two was a crazy year for him, he tasted truants, confrontations against school rules and also friendship that he's not been feeling for the past year. he truly meet lots of faces at this year as his self-proclaimed low-profile but actually shy nature got broken up by warmth in his fellow mates. however, some good things are left to be kept in memories in the minds. so next, streaming. a class that he knew he would be spending all the woes and joy with for his last crucial years. he sees competition and gossip everywhere as he learnt that there weren't true secrets. this sight closed his once open arms as he began to stay out of the sad truth in life. but slowly, he meet true friends and got touched again. so here he reamains until the end of his school years as the dull last year wasn't treally dull. with an enriched school life of events! he really loved school in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would miss some face surely and would most probably my friends who fought for our own goals shoulder in shoulder. i would also miss the fun and also the lessons together, which we made much laughther from. (opps...) i would also miss my respectable teachers to. and ms fong, the rate of photosynthesis is sooo high that people have a misconception of basketballers had each strand of our hair will never be out of postion. the reasons is we are the best! haixing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sha!!!!!!!! so much to cover, so little space for this entry. gtg! tatax and take good care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109788642371005058?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109788642371005058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109788642371005058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109788642371005058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109788642371005058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/maris-stella.html' title='maris stella'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109774464222095155</id><published>2004-10-14T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:08:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fantasy</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« Bright, with the accompinant of chirpy birds&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "Shanghai 1943 live from The One" by Jay&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« Grateful&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Online (suprisingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shy boy reemerged. never felt so before, wishing there's company to walk me through my shyness. i couldn't tell did i blush or not, but the michevious boy from chemistry class was dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did people know, i was a keen chemistry student since last year. no, keen student isn't enough, i was a fanatic. so i chatted with khoo ye today about 2nd moderation and little did i know, khoo believed i had the capability to go to 1st 3 months with no moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u mean u cannot make it?" i was surprised by the tone of surprise. once ever felt that i was a rebel in class. i was wrong... so wrong that the following ten minutes i was dumbfounded and could find my mind. looking at khoo's departure from the 158, i knew that i'd never forget this teacher who i respected so after leaving the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every piece of allocated work from her was all done. under her guidiance i had my first A1 in my entire secondary school life which sparked confidence in myself, making the critics of my fellow brothers silence and also, started the novelty of a bright future in my tattered mind of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalling vague afternoon extra lessons after school where khoo had all to do this orange book which i completed without realising. i remember there were heads turned by my "feat" and also the strange faces. suddenly i was a fan of khoo ye! thank you for your guidiance. till here, i knew i'd miss school not for my friends only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109774464222095155?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109774464222095155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109774464222095155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109774464222095155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109774464222095155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/fantasy.html' title='fantasy'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109758216532255401</id><published>2004-10-12T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T19:56:05.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the happiest day ever!!!</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« Hotter and hotter&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "This Love" by Maroon5&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« So happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Er... Ice cream for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally added somebody! was so scared that it will be a double rejection. i didn't know that she's a runner and a toilet queen. hmm... well, stop the happy thoughts.&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(p.s.i don't write any thoughts here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, had a really nice sleep last night. i think my viral infection is getting better so i shall stop taking the sleepy medicine. i didn't quite really catch the ending part of today's bio lesson. my mind seems to fly off somewhere far away from the room in lalaland (namely disc 8). hehez, don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's tuition seems to be so much more difficult that the questions i've been doing the past few days. vic's going crazy over prelims (he wants to go to rj, you see?). i see much of myself (a few weeks ago) in him, but how i wished i've got his grades. i think my maths detiorating le. nvm, i'm gonna to add some ginger on it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen people (who i always talked to online) for a long, long time le. everybody's busy studying and so. i guess i should and stop watching the chinese serial vcds my bros borrowed to kill boredom during weekends. how i wished chem and bio (don't let your mind stray out of focus) came in such vcds. i'd have been an a1 student! =P -bleahx-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've this tune in my mind. it goes "looking into the endless... the color seems to be black..." hope i could remember it by tomorrow because it's amaths after this until i go to bed. *drats* when i have got to go. lessons until 10.40 for tomorrow. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109758216532255401?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109758216532255401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109758216532255401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109758216532255401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109758216532255401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/happiest-day-ever.html' title='the happiest day ever!!!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109733023489371287</id><published>2004-10-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T21:57:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staring at into the endless</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« bad inside...&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« "tears from heaven" by eric clapton&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« worried&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« chatting happily as if moderation gave them a future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here am i again, giving my say. the prelim results has started to get its toll on me as i evade all incoming queries from my brothers. yes i did so badly that my L1R5 seems astromatical to yours. so? i don't care, i tried my best and i guess that's my limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway school's ending and i strangely missed it for the best weekend having resented it throughout my ten (not four) years proven with playing truants and all. maybe things will be appreciated once lost just like an ugly artpiece done by a late artist could worth so much. or maybe because my ten years of sucessful truants will be miss? just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, lastly... anyone can enlighten me when is friday's tuition cos' someone's going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109733023489371287?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109733023489371287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109733023489371287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109733023489371287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109733023489371287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/staring-at-into-endless.html' title='staring at into the endless'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109717265487616387</id><published>2004-10-08T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T02:10:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>notty notty</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« can't tell&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« msn sound&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« dull&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« asleep except jevonne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the very handsome one" just did arthur's quiz and score an a1. (wow! wad a timely consolation) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine! i'm still acting stupid as before and i should start acting so. now it's 1.56am and i just woke up after a taking a tablet of loratadine i found in this blue squarish tupperware of pills. never slept so sound since june and i even skipped tuition. *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna go to sleep now, and don't intend to go to school tomorrow even i promised the others. partially it's because i went a.w.o.l at recess to go to the clinic and dunno if i'll be caught tomorrow. so strange today when ms fong left me to sorta "in-charge" of 4G bio even though the first on the list of names in order of results... never mind, i've settled it before i ran off. bleahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i just realized that i that the instruction of loratadine reads, "take 1 tablet every morning" while the caution is that it cause drowiness. so? u take one and go back to sleep after waking? *hmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go piseth of ni-gel's taggy... thinking of it, i need gel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109717265487616387?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109717265487616387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109717265487616387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109717265487616387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109717265487616387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/notty-notty.html' title='notty notty'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109697296520095462</id><published>2004-10-05T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T18:47:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>or maybe it's because i'm a lousy Marist kid</title><content type='html'>?»Weather?« Going to evening&lt;br /&gt;?»Music?« My grumbling stomach&lt;br /&gt;?»Mood?« Sort of resigned to fate...&lt;br /&gt;?»Everyone's?« Happy? except me//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not as clever as I thought I am &lt;span style="font-size:180;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO FACE YOUR STUPIDITY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos' u can run but i can't hide!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I guess I'll have to... well find a holiday job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Why does it always rain on me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE were only less than 10cm apart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109697296520095462?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109697296520095462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109697296520095462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109697296520095462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109697296520095462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/or-maybe-its-because-im-lousy-marist.html' title='or maybe it&apos;s because i&apos;m a lousy Marist kid'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109678672221663703</id><published>2004-10-03T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T14:58:42.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling sick again!!!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Sunny&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "May I Love You" by Z Chen&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Scared, worried... All mixed up&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Relaxing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick again! This happens everytime after an exam without fail. Let me guess what illness?? Viral infection in the throat just like that last 7 times. I'm gonna die, let me die with this sickness and away from pain! Kill me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109678672221663703?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109678672221663703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109678672221663703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109678672221663703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109678672221663703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/falling-sick-again.html' title='falling sick again!!!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109659847949605769</id><published>2004-10-01T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T10:41:19.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha... i'd b famous...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« going to rain&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« denny hse stooopid cd player which i dun haf at home&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« proud&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« relieved!!! no  prelim.. gt o's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do that in O's the SG will know me for spotting an error and also singtel will be rich too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; buy s.h.e. le...... feel so broke... and down... &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109659847949605769?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109659847949605769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109659847949605769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109659847949605769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109659847949605769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/10/haha-id-b-famous.html' title='haha... i&apos;d b famous...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109636650983702509</id><published>2004-09-28T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:15:09.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightened...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Sun's going home&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "She's the one" by Tension&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Awaiting Friday's tuition&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Relaxed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what am I studying for! To go to Chee class again! Friday night will I begin O's revision...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109636650983702509?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109636650983702509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109636650983702509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109636650983702509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109636650983702509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/enlightened.html' title='Enlightened...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109613932932221114</id><published>2004-09-26T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T03:15:30.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are running with my world</title><content type='html'>Hey kid,&lt;br /&gt;watch where you're running...&lt;br /&gt;You are running with the world!&lt;br /&gt;Look around not ahead,&lt;br /&gt;then you will see the beautiful things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running with the world,&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad but just not sad...&lt;br /&gt;I'm leading, I'm awake!&lt;br /&gt;So why not let the world run with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the world's running with me!&lt;br /&gt;The wind is for me,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Flowers"&gt;flowers&lt;/a&gt; bloom in me,&lt;br /&gt;I see you are there for me,&lt;br /&gt;running there beside me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my world is you&lt;br /&gt;and your world is mine!&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad and will not be sad.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' we are running together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always... You and I...&lt;br /&gt;For us, love is everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109613932932221114?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109613932932221114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109613932932221114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109613932932221114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109613932932221114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-are-running-with-my-world.html' title='You are running with my world'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109609184856016030</id><published>2004-09-25T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T13:57:28.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been 9 days...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« going to rain&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« Beep.. beep.. beep.. beep beep...&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« hmm.. luffing alot lately&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« muggin, but i nid a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"17" -&lt;br /&gt;I screwed E Maths, 26 marks gone!&lt;br /&gt;"18" -&lt;br /&gt;Studying at BK and 'gave' 2 packets of Fruitella youghurt to two kids, they found them nice?&lt;br /&gt;"19" -&lt;br /&gt;Geog, geog n geog, no more $150 Jay tix!&lt;br /&gt;"20" - &lt;br /&gt;Paiseh if I've ruffled with anybody's feathers (not hair) when I appeared smuggish after A Maths&lt;br /&gt;"21" -&lt;br /&gt;It's a curve, and I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;"22" -&lt;br /&gt;I acted like a rich snob and used 6 earsticks to wipe my ears and 3 tissue to wipe my specs on my 1st ever visit at a country club toilet! =x&lt;br /&gt;"23" -&lt;br /&gt;I studied 2 years of chem for 15 hours and think that I'm gonna do well all thanks to DINOSAUR/icemilo!&lt;br /&gt;"24" - &lt;br /&gt;Khoo YE saved my titration but where's tag 0252!&lt;br /&gt;"25" -&lt;br /&gt;After 9 days of unwillingness, I sucumbed and used the com.. =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109609184856016030?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109609184856016030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109609184856016030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109609184856016030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109609184856016030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-been-9-days.html' title='it&apos;s been 9 days...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109535622458555791</id><published>2004-09-17T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T01:37:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>current status</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Cool, rainy day&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« Nothing&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« sad lah, duh...&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams are not even half way through and it felt as if i'm finished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109535622458555791?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109535622458555791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109535622458555791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109535622458555791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109535622458555791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/current-status.html' title='current status'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109524603827652288</id><published>2004-09-15T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T19:00:38.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail her!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Cool after the rain&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "MV" by Faye Wong&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Oblivious doing E Maths&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Preparing for tomorrow's prelims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for her, I'd have handed up the L.S. instead of T.S. But I think I've lost 15 marks already. But still thanks for the hint, Ms. Justina Lu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109524603827652288?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109524603827652288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109524603827652288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109524603827652288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109524603827652288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/hail-her.html' title='Hail her!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109514853914260138</id><published>2004-09-14T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T15:55:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>od is down!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Rainy&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Katrina" by DT&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Resting while I've got biology practical tml! =&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another idea wasted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109514853914260138?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109514853914260138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109514853914260138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109514853914260138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109514853914260138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/od-is-down.html' title='od is down!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109507072504841532</id><published>2004-09-13T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:18:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a close shave!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Bright, the Sun's gonna set&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Stay together for the kids" by Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Lucky&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Preparing for Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DK let me off! Woah! About 15 minutes of persuasion, he let me into his room. I knew that he's gonna return me my phone! I know he'd when he ever ask you into his room. I guess I just have to be more alert the next time round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Do well for you A Maths tml!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109507072504841532?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109507072504841532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109507072504841532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109507072504841532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109507072504841532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-close-shave.html' title='what a close shave!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109499965876171192</id><published>2004-09-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:34:18.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of the great battle</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Okay&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "圆梦的小熊" by 六甲乐团&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Uncertain&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Preparing for tomorrow's English Prelims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the novelty of blogging is beginning to wear off. Perhaps i cant find any interesting stuff to blog about cos i am doing quite mundane stuff everyday. Doing last-minute revisions (like what I always did) and of course looking for a life. The fun that accompanied the past post seemingly fade off, in shame. From friends, from family, from myself and of course the Prelims that start tomorrow. I'm more or less ready, not of the exams but the potential outcome of dissapointing myself once again like how I did 4 months ago. Anyway I'll cut this sad shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song you're hearing comes from 6 very talented and ideolistic Taiwanese teens called 六甲乐团. I like this song a lot, although it reminds me of the past. The foolish and sad things I did once, but no more! Glad to say so... Do support them and be oringal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109499965876171192?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109499965876171192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109499965876171192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109499965876171192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109499965876171192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/eve-of-great-battle.html' title='Eve of the great battle'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109484211055724119</id><published>2004-09-11T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T02:48:30.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how you call yourself?</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« hot, i'm sweating&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "I wanna be" by Anson Hu&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Dejected&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid, idiotic, self-centred, crazy, over-bearing, jealous, annoying, stubborn, proud, irritating, ignorant, narrow, sad, unhappy, evil, poor, bad, self-contridicting, selfish, useless, self-indulgant, uncreative, autistic, hateful, self-denial, self-righteous, liar, lamer, loser, good-for-nothing... &lt;strong&gt;myself&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109484211055724119?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109484211055724119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109484211055724119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109484211055724119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109484211055724119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-you-call-yourself.html' title='how you call yourself?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109475107438400964</id><published>2004-09-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T01:31:14.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock of the year</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Hot, I'm sweating&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Just when I needed you most" by Wilbur&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Shocked&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Watching Brazil vs Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that faith and religions are beautiful things that we should all respect. But as I get older, I began to resent it. Tonight's outcome of the Singapore Idol made this feeling even much stronger. Damm Jerry Ong! If he can get into the top 10, then maybe I can too! Of course, he did so by the "blessings of God". It's "God's will" that their followers vote for him, so unrightfully! I think that the best thing "God" can do is to make him withdraw somehow and return his spot in the top 10 to someone more deserving! May "God" blast him (off my TV screen)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. no offence reading this, just felt so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109475107438400964?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109475107438400964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109475107438400964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109475107438400964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109475107438400964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/shock-of-year.html' title='Shock of the year'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109455231172856923</id><published>2004-09-07T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T18:18:31.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you laugh i laugh</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« As bright as my heart is&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Waiting for you" by Anson Hu&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Like the song&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Eating dinner I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked the same staircase up for tuition. You laughed at my stupidity at the elevator. I saw you outside the bookstore. HeHe~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109455231172856923?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109455231172856923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109455231172856923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109455231172856923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109455231172856923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-laugh-i-laugh.html' title='you laugh i laugh'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109440888232223582</id><published>2004-09-06T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T02:31:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 6minute-encounter with a 小胖</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?«&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?«&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?«&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?«&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train Announcer : Next stop. Little India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This NEL train inspector walks towards me from my right looking at this cute neighbour sitting beside me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train Inspector : (Shakes head) No drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小胖 : (Looks for the train inspector, checking out any signs of his location. Meanwhile he grabs this 11oz coke tightly as the sound from the plastic bag shows every tremble he makes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train Announcer : Little India. Please mind the gap. Next sto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train inspector hiding behind the opaque glass wall by the door as 小胖 continues moving his head frantically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : (Listening to discman, but I can tell that he's looking for the train inspector, I pointed to the glass window opposite me as the distaughted reflection of the train inspector could be clearly seen) There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes that seemed an eternity to 小胖, the train inspector marches off unsuspectingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小胖 opened up the MacDonald's plastic bag and gulped intensively with such pleasure, hunger and guilty while watching the diminishing back of the train inspector. I uncontrollably giggled for like 4 minutes until the train left Boon Keng Station. The victory gulp from 小胖 was so hillarious and the plot of 小胖 was so deep. I admired his bravery and quiet determination for the things he loved, the sensation of smooth Coka Cola being gulped down from the epiglottis. To him, this joy is worth risking it. Respect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109440888232223582?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109440888232223582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109440888232223582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109440888232223582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109440888232223582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-6minute-encounter-with.html' title='my 6minute-encounter with a 小胖'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109423094387807834</id><published>2004-09-04T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T01:05:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up at 10am</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Windy&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "That I would be good" by Stef Sun&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Exhausted&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school today!!! =P(so proud of myself) Anyway waking up at 10a.m. rocks! I wish that I could lead such a life of waking whenever I wanted but I guess it's kinda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;im&lt;/s&gt;possible&lt;/strong&gt;... Anyway this is an overview of what I did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Finished my first season of Denver Nuggets in NBA Live 2004 (Acty tt's last night to last midnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I watched the repeat of CrimeWatch and saw this sickening bloke called Steven Lim. He sucks to the core! I'm sick of his self-delusion, his idea of shaming himself in the name of fame, trying to get the easy way and &lt;a href="http://www.stevenlim.net"&gt;stevenlim.net&lt;/a&gt;... Cut the act and stop spoiling my TV screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Did my third set of Physics Paper from Varela by lunchtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Played soccer at Bradell Heights just not to break my promise &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Played basketball at Rosyth and quarrelled a little with Nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Thought of a new tune that somehow sounds like another song the more I tried humming it... Or maybe it was from there... Fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Did the most study ever in my entire life (excluding eve of Exams) voluntarily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Found that she looked a lil' like the Pop Diva =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stevenlim.net"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109423094387807834?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109423094387807834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109423094387807834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109423094387807834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109423094387807834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/waking-up-at-10am.html' title='waking up at 10am'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109413386779429066</id><published>2004-09-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T22:07:38.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't I look happier today?</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Cool&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Year 3000" by Busted&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Happier&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Waiting for SG Idol results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really screwed Moo Peck! For the last ever class test in our entire Secondary Schoolife, we handled up crap, not doing it, not passing it up! I felt really guilty because I had no feud with her and actually find her the best Geography teacher Maris Stella had to offer. Well, so I didn't hand up my script! =&gt; I didn't i &lt;strong&gt;looked&lt;/strong&gt;happier today! I enjoyed Bio lessons alot and will gonna to miss them, Ms Fong and of course the AirCon!!! The school installed new rims, plastic ones asnd the feel was nice! I drove the roaches to the cupboard and let them go. =P, But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; she wasn't here!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109413386779429066?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109413386779429066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109413386779429066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109413386779429066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109413386779429066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/dont-i-look-happier-today.html' title='Don&apos;t I look happier today?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109396977458803324</id><published>2004-09-01T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T00:29:34.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best-est teachers day efva!</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Cool&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Is it you?" by Hitomi Shirashi&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Uneven&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this would be a good day with Brother's speech, "On the behalf of the school commitee, I wish all teachers a Happy Teachers' Day." And that's it, the shortest speech I've seen in my entire 10 years of a Marist! Short and sweet, as sweet as Ms Mcron Wong! The singing was like exceptional, the usual lousiness + humour! But I saw some light as the lead singer of "You are the one" have the best singing voice I've seen in years, trust me! However the pitching and the band left much room to improve on. Jack Lau, I mean Jack Sir, hands down for him. Quick, accurate kicks makes me wonder can we get a gold in Olympics from him, hmmm~! Fowler Chia, that's what Chia Junior II should be named. CKP was so scarely as I see from where I sat, so scared that he's going to be saboed! Lol! Hopefully Fowler would score a hat-trick this weekend... HeHe~! The walk was unnecessary and only delayed us only. Strangely, the pick is still with me? Hmmm... I don't know what he's up to but I'm not gonna see your blog because I will click "Cancel"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109396977458803324?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109396977458803324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109396977458803324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109396977458803324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109396977458803324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/09/best-est-teachers-day-efva.html' title='the best-est teachers day efva!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109386230648091401</id><published>2004-08-30T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T18:38:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rattlesnakes</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Warm&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Time to break up" by Blink182&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Not good, not bad&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« dinnering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Marists get excited, they say, "Yessssssssssssssssssssssss!!!" like rattlesnakessssssssss. Yet when they strike, they do it secretly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;p&gt;i saw her... i saw her... i saw her....&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. she sits on the same side as me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109386230648091401?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109386230648091401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109386230648091401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109386230648091401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109386230648091401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/rattlesnakes.html' title='rattlesnakes'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109377887218952534</id><published>2004-08-29T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:29:15.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can jealous over everything</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Hot&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Back to normal&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« dinner time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you. I can get jealous over anything. I would not hate, I don't fight but just gets jealous. I did some soul-searching after many people said that I haven't been happy for a long time. And that's the answer, I'll make no further elaboration and period!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109377887218952534?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109377887218952534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109377887218952534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109377887218952534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109377887218952534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-can-jealous-over-everything.html' title='i can jealous over everything'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109368169797526720</id><published>2004-08-28T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T16:28:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>checking status</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Sunny (I wonder if this is important because I'm writing all these indoors)&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Time to break up" by Blink182&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Read below&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« I don't know and don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- System check ---------&lt;br /&gt;Alive?   : Yes&lt;br /&gt;Visual?  : Operational&lt;br /&gt;Audio?   : Extremely sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Taste?   : Sourness, bitterness + sadness&lt;br /&gt;Touch?   : Stress bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Smell?   : My ass burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- Operation check --------&lt;br /&gt;Doing?   : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Wearing? : False smile by request.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling? : 40%, slightly lesser.&lt;br /&gt;Working? : 10% and this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Looking? : Ahead with despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- Overall  Analysis -------&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly, rotting away. Hope that time pass much faster and to the day I'm relieved. The red light's blinking and in 5 seconds my brain's gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight : 0%&lt;br /&gt;HP    : 120&lt;br /&gt;SP    : 0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109368169797526720?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109368169797526720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109368169797526720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109368169797526720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109368169797526720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/checking-status.html' title='checking status'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109362677535251440</id><published>2004-08-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T02:59:25.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst day, ever...</title><content type='html'>?»|W|eather?« Normal&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|usic?« "Your Eyes Only" by Exile&lt;br /&gt;?»|M|ood?« Down&lt;br /&gt;?»|E|veryone's?« Talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted an entire day. Didn't study or do anything meaningful other than hurting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was so embarrasing. Being surrounded my "friends" and filling all the curiousity like a test specimen with no labels, free to disect and explore. Multilated carcass of me being shoved and passed about. It simply sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have AIMs you dickheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study group failed. Why? I lost 2 black pens and forgotten about my file. Mainly due to bad mood, which results in poor concentration. I guess I've to spend the weekend all on social studies. The worst part, I just broke the strings of the quitar at home. Com will not be available as all my brothers are coming back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote on MSN with a new method of two words per enter. This would make me think before I speak before some fat bastards would quote them and use it to harm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message to myself today: Never do a bet for ten dollars only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt just passed away. It's the cancer to the kidneys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109362677535251440?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109362677535251440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109362677535251440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109362677535251440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109362677535251440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/worst-day-ever.html' title='the worst day, ever...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109336706578404666</id><published>2004-08-25T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T01:04:25.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Misrables</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« Nothing, had enough of getai&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Excited about new song on Wed 5pm n AJC selection&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Asleep... Except Watanabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you hear the people sing. Singing the songs of angry men. This is the rhythm of our people, who will not be slaves again." --------- Les Miserables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's quite a fruitful day as I finished on Chp 5 &amp; 6 of Biology and a little bit on Developement. Slept in the afternoon and wake up for dinner. Mugged until 10 plus and I took a short snack break. Chn I was showing U-571 and I can't control and watched the first hour of U-571, the 1st movie I watched myself when I was Primary Six. I remember then everyone's listening to "It's my life" by Bon Jovi. Looking at Jon Bon Jovi's American-German receptor, I recalled this phrase from Les Miserables... Ciao! Go sleep liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. If you are reading this Roy, sorry about the litmus test. I was just playing... Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109336706578404666?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109336706578404666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109336706578404666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109336706578404666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109336706578404666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/les-misrables.html' title='Les Misrables'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109315401169829948</id><published>2004-08-22T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T13:53:31.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I going crazy.. Luckily...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Bright &amp; sunny&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "She will be loved" by Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Alright...&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Lunchtime, eating? shitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro just gave me a chem practical guidebook and I'm going nuts! All so chim, makes me look even more idiotic. Anyway, "done" for the day already by noon. Iron school uniform, do homework and writing blog. After this I'll go mug and at six go watch table-tennis. I can feel that a bronze is on the way this time round. After this I'll go watch Ru Hua. I have to because they make it seem so funny. Hope everything goes on schdule and I would go sleep by nine after such a long time. By the way, Anson Hu CD coming out le, mus go support okay? And Wednesday 5pm there's a new song coming out, I know who is it so must tune in to YES 933 then okay? Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109315401169829948?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109315401169829948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109315401169829948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109315401169829948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109315401169829948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-going-crazy-luckily.html' title='I going crazy.. Luckily...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109301278796468255</id><published>2004-08-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T22:39:47.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry, but no inconvenience were caused</title><content type='html'>I added nicks in front of or behind most of the names (i can't for all because i don't know what to write) of my links. nothing offensive nor insulting, just trying to add some thoughts in names, hope ya like it or hate it... show some response...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109301278796468255?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109301278796468255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109301278796468255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109301278796468255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109301278796468255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/sorry-but-no-inconvenience-were-caused.html' title='sorry, but no inconvenience were caused'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109301186142123069</id><published>2004-08-20T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T22:24:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我要钱!!!</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool after downpour&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "遇见" by 孙燕姿&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Wacky but low-morale&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« GO!!! Li Jiawei!!! GOLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feeling like this song!!! I need my bread, enriched with Vitamin M!!! So many things to buy and do... Okay, let today's news begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's kinda crazy, 2 packets of eggs per customer in Singapore. We have too little raw eggs! I remember in Geography I learn that we have our own egg farms and there is food security. Last night when poultry imports were being banned from Singapore due to case of bird-flu discovered within Malaysia. That shows that the textbooks cannot be trusted, like people and yourself. How I did I say, "Let them die la". Haiz~! Feel so guilty and want to take back these words. Next issue, orals's are okay only. I can't say this is bad or good until November. (OPPS!) But the orals are over and let's not dwell at it. Okay, let's move on... Kenneth took some stupid video of me riding the 20¢ kiddy ride (that stays on the floor) with some Zhonghua girls laughing away. Of course, I look good on tape but only on the hillarious side (not lame, I wasn't, isn't and will not be lame)... After that I went to Roysth and only realised that the basketball court I'm suppose to go to was just a single bus stop away after 10 unanswered calls, 1 sms and 40 minutes of waiting and figuring where to go next. Stupid am I, but I made it and played. These dudes think that we are some pros when we are not. Anyway most probably next Friday go there to build up Yixi's reputation. =P Okay, last but not least, Jazilah's explaination made me realised that my chem sucks to the core. I forgotten the simpliest of explaination from early sec 3 and all my concepts are getting wrong. I guess it is the result of complacency after scoring A2 more chem in the first Prelim. Tatax, tomorrow got biology lessons then go meet Wenjun for study group then Mavis... Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109301186142123069?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109301186142123069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109301186142123069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109301186142123069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109301186142123069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title='我要钱!!!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109272124589218392</id><published>2004-08-17T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T13:40:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« normal?&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« edwin shouting, "idiot"&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« as usual? sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« waiting for next lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here am i in school at 1.35... 5 minutes more to biology lessons... using com at school as i'm restricting myself from using com at home... i just realised that i as so outdated in school news and nigel's still as cool... i read on heredity on a sleepy mood... and wondered a lot... firstly, am i setting expectations too big for myself as they'd for me... next, heredity is so fucking difficult... all e alletes and choromosomes... die la... lastly, danne wong's so farnie... haha... gtg... bye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109272124589218392?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109272124589218392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109272124589218392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109272124589218392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109272124589218392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/now.html' title='now...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109250883462668516</id><published>2004-08-15T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T02:40:51.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick off!!!</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Dark&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« Blog music&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Pathetic&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the kick off of Premiership, also the Olympics and first day learning the guitar. So far only figured out twinkle twinkle little star, the barney song and the chinese children song. Haha useless... Anyway who want's to go www with me? No one? ='&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109250883462668516?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109250883462668516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109250883462668516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109250883462668516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109250883462668516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/kick-off.html' title='Kick off!!!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109241096393845047</id><published>2004-08-13T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T23:29:23.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Pro</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Changing&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« me changing chords from G to C!!!&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« accomplished&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« happy that it's friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaHa~! Today I did so much! First I brought a guitar home from Arthurs! On the bus people gave me the look. HaHa~! Let them think! Next, I tune the guitar manually by myself for 4 hours! Perfect! Call me king!!! Third, I managed mastering changing chords in like half an hour from C to G and G to C... I don't know all these countered pro anot but I did it! Yea! Okay, save the praises for some other time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important... I've got 4 tix to Wild Wild Wet from my mum suddenly on Sunday. If interested please tell me... While stocks last!!! (T&amp;C apply, valid only for first 4 people)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109241096393845047?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109241096393845047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109241096393845047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109241096393845047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109241096393845047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/guitar-pro.html' title='Guitar Pro'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109231302036673144</id><published>2004-08-12T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:17:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if ya sad and ya know u bang your balls... bang their balls...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Okay...&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« Rumbling fan engine&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« crazy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« some sad some okay some happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy today! Finally I got back my Chinese O's result! I wanna celebrate, celebrate the happiest day of my life, ever. Believe it or not? I've done better in the school prelims, an internal exam supposedly harder than the O's. Woohoo!!! Fuck!!! B3 and a Distinction... Fuck!!! Everything, asses, cunt whatever, even you! That dog licking your shocked master's toes! Stop licking and lick me... YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just playing!!! Haha~! Anyway I haven't gone that mad because I ain't that deserving really. Just purely demoralised... Okay, finished ranting, return to reality NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109231302036673144?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109231302036673144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109231302036673144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109231302036673144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109231302036673144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/if-ya-sad-and-ya-know-u-bang-your.html' title='if ya sad and ya know u bang your balls... bang their balls...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109224303088409820</id><published>2004-08-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T00:50:30.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl interrupted</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« CPU sound...&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seeing death in reality makes dreaming of death ridiculous.." Quote for those who are thinking of suicide now from the movie Girl Interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/124164/01.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/124164/angelina_jolie1.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/124164/girl_interrupted_5.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://home.ripway.com/2004-6/124164/mm86c6890609391b9f.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice movie I've watched in a long long time... Anyway don't suan Kendrick, at least he has the balls.. =x I wonder how would the oral examiner stare at him later today... HeHe~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109224303088409820?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109224303088409820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109224303088409820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109224303088409820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109224303088409820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/girl-interrupted.html' title='Girl interrupted'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109207266898978962</id><published>2004-08-10T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T01:48:11.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So bored...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Colour TV set" by Tanya Chua&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Lazy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "He (judge) added: 'I realise that your (Lee Hughes) football career is at an end, but remember that Douglas Graham's life is at an end.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/headlinenews?id=306525&amp;cc=4716"&gt;&lt;u&gt;read news&lt;/u&gt;(soccernet)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Drink not drive... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reminder&lt;/strong&gt; to myself: &lt;em&gt;Prelims in 34 days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109207266898978962?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109207266898978962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109207266898978962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109207266898978962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109207266898978962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-bored.html' title='So bored...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109205011966448220</id><published>2004-08-09T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T19:16:43.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"&gt;How to make ¤£¦£Jå¥K¤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts arrogance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 parts attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pinch of wickedness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php" method="post"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109205011966448220?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109205011966448220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109205011966448220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109205011966448220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109205011966448220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-to-make-me.html' title='How to make me'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109194231415530490</id><published>2004-08-08T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T13:18:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New template</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cloudy&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« Yes 933 liveradio&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Lazy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt bored, so did another new template, or rather modify someones. How's life recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)"People don't show what they'd do because they would know what you'd do..."&lt;br /&gt;2)Zoo Yao's organ soooooo zai!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3)The funeral's so windy... Eerie~!&lt;br /&gt;4)Stella looks so beautiful... Ah-Di's brilliant...&lt;br /&gt;5)Fat pig dancing vs Monkey kung-fu equals COOLPLAY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to studies... Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109194231415530490?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109194231415530490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109194231415530490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109194231415530490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109194231415530490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-template.html' title='New template'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109129805499047000</id><published>2004-08-01T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T02:20:54.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steadfast fair weather fans</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Car crashes" by Steadfast&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Mixed&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three days was rather amazing for me. I've felt so many feelings and I'll share them in chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Maris Stella versus Woodlands Ring to be champions of North Zone. What a shame it was to give away a 12-point lead at half-time. But no disgrace was done as you guys really did very well. Respect... Anyway later went for tuition and got Wilson to approach Meiting. Felt rather sorry for wilson after the incident. We just shoved Wilson to that pack of Cedarian quartet and left him alone with no backing. Am I really an ass who make a friend to do things not of his will and laugh about it at the end of the day. Anyway Wilson, I'm proud of your guts, any offence caused is regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Founder's Day was a bore so I talked with Ken. I kinda lost contact with him and didn't talk much. I missed those days... Haiz~! Heck, life's gonna go on which is an irony to those who missed the past more than looking-forward to the future. So Ken and I talked about the 小刚's Concert at N&amp;Bs. Kinda touching about road to fame for 小刚, especially when he wept a lil' when singing the first few words of 黄昏. After this Leon and I went for training. Kinda happy that all things gonna end, so different to how I felt when I said I missed the past. Yah, am I too vulgar? Aloysius actually thought that I'm angry over things I can't remember happening. So went home and slowly and carefully listened to 小刚's Dubbling while thinking about his story. =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, called off meeting with Zhi Xiang. Gotta go for NDP Preview. After about 48 minutes(length of 胡彦斌's CD) of travelling, I got to the stadium. Lin JJ was superb, so as Kit Chan. Kinda surprised though as Parade singers don't perform on Previews. Anyway after this went to this coffee shop at Kallang MRT to eat. 20 minutes of eating my meal saw 4 goals between Iran and South Korea. It makes me wonder that Asian football never progressed much due to the lack of talent or is it the lack of integrity in out Asian talents? Really, Asians weren't of inferior capability, but our inferiority in values and mindset. Think into it as I do not want to think or elabourate on this. So later went home and read Kenneth's blog. How sad it is... I guess I've to comment on his post since he doesn't have a tagboard. Here look, cheer up... NCC wouldn't fall without you, have faith that others would do a good job k? Okay, the last feeling, tiredness. I'm gonna sleep now tatax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109129805499047000?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109129805499047000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109129805499047000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109129805499047000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109129805499047000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/08/steadfast-fair-weather-fans.html' title='steadfast fair weather fans'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234568.post-109101239436564274</id><published>2004-07-28T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T00:34:46.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2004 YiDA Demo</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cloudy&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Demo 2004" by YiDA&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« &lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Busying Studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This demo really rocks! If got change I'll upload and let you all guys listen. Anyway how's life? I just realized that I haven't been chatting online much lately. Instead, I keep on updating my blog. &lt;em&gt;Is that a sign of antisocialism?&lt;/em&gt; Guess so... Okay, first thing first. Update you readers on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was rather boring until I joined Kok Pin's class. Haha! Denny guai lan Kok Pin until damm funny. &lt;em&gt;Of course I will cry when I collect results lah! Get A1 mah!&lt;/em&gt; So funny. Funny may it be, but will this be the case? &lt;em&gt;No, I don't look down on you.&lt;/em&gt; But will it be the case? I'm really worried. Should I go tell Teo Seck Tuan that I wanna drop to combined? I wanted to do so when we registered for O's. In the end I decided not to after my classmates tell me not to. Seeing the Chemistry results I've got in the recent class test. It's really very disconcerting, especially it's August already. &lt;em&gt;Should I or shouldn't I?&lt;/em&gt; Well, dilemma... I'm the kind of fella that will never win peer presure. =&lt; Okay, later Jazilah got happy again, like she always does. Appear angry, and at the middle of the lesson become normal. So later Yixi wet weather, so no money was collected. Anyway Friday's last training before O's le! Yah, &lt;em&gt;Crashdead's gonna make the jersey for you! If only you'll stay after O's... It's gonna cost you more but if you choose not to, then he will return you the money.&lt;/em&gt; Lastly, the tune I'm still stuck at the second to seventh verse of the song. Hmm, I really hope to write one nice one! The story of my song is about a man's gonna sell his son to a rich family. Weird but very approriate I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; C Boys' finals tommorow, &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; come and support!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072244246_uresyellow.jpg" border="0" alt="Yellow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be wearing the colour....Yellow! Yellow&lt;br&gt;is known to be the first colour the human eye&lt;br&gt;catches.  You are a person who is full of&lt;br&gt;dreams, and large ambitions, so if you want to&lt;br&gt;get noticed, wear yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/What%20colour%20should%20you%20be%20wearing%3F%20%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What colour should you be wearing?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072075030_turessmile.jpg" border="0" alt="smile"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your sign of frustration is....Well, nothing.  You&lt;br&gt;never get frustrated, which is very odd.&lt;br&gt;Nothing bothers you, and you act very sensible&lt;br&gt;when you are faced with a problem. Remember&lt;br&gt;though, that it is alright to get frustrated on&lt;br&gt;certain occasions, for it is only natural.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/What%20sign%20of%20frustration%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What sign of frustration are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/piratesmile/1075776344_ressandals.jpg" border="0" alt="sandals"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sandals- peaceful, daydreamy, and thoughtful, you&lt;br&gt;often find yourself staring into space.  When&lt;br&gt;you aren't out volunteering you are often just&lt;br&gt;dreaming away.  You enjoy the company of&lt;br&gt;friends sometimes but enjoy peace and quiet.&lt;br&gt;[please vote! thank you! :)] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/piratesmile/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Shoe%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Shoe Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MissAnthropy/1077072707_ystalheart.jpg" border="0" alt="crystal heart"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart of Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MissAnthropy/quizzes/What%20is%20Your%20Heart%20REALLY%20Made%20of%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz/revolutionarys1.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=image_located_on_your_site border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz&gt;Which Royalty Are You?&lt;/a&gt; Find out! By &lt;a href=http://nishi.pitas.com&gt;Nishi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You are a Revolutionary! &lt;br /&gt;Kingdoms and Royalty mean nothing to you. &lt;br /&gt;you'd rather live for yourself or change the system than be a part of it. &lt;br /&gt;You think royalty sucks and that the word revolved around them too long. You're non-conformist and seek to change the system and status quo! You want to rock the boat and challenge people's assumptions about life and the world. You want to work to better society for everyone and seek equality over class-systems. Your ideal environment would be a socialist government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;A HREF=http://www.kidzworld.com&gt;&lt;IMG SRC=http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs31039552930078.gif ALT="Take the Boyfriend Quiz at www.kidzworld.com!"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/Tabz/1055452120_nowleopard.jpg" border="0" alt="Snowleopard"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'd turn into a Snowleopard! Like a snowleopard&lt;br&gt;you are quiet, shy and not seen much and find&lt;br&gt;it hard to talk to people, but dont really mind&lt;br&gt;being by yourself. However once you have gotten&lt;br&gt;over your shyness and are relaxed you are so&lt;br&gt;different it can be scary! You have a few close&lt;br&gt;friends who can grasp your strange ways. You&lt;br&gt;are generally laid back but when you get angry&lt;br&gt;you get angry and can be very vicious and a&lt;br&gt;force to be recond with, though few people ever&lt;br&gt;see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Tabz/quizzes/What%20animal%20would%20you%20turn%20into%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What animal would you turn into?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/VampMaiden/1075321623_CWINDOWSDesktopdeath.jpg" border="0" alt="Death"&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's not that you fear death, you are just unsure&lt;br&gt;about it. You have no solid opinion of Death.&lt;br&gt;To you, death is just something that you should&lt;br&gt;try to2 avoid at all costs. Safety&lt;br&gt;first!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/VampMaiden/quizzes/Do%20you%20embrace%20DEATH%20%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Do you embrace DEATH ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/reflectedgrace/1036813085_ktoppsalms.gif" border="0" alt="You are Psalms"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Psalms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/reflectedgrace/quizzes/Which%20book%20of%20the%20Bible%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which book of the Bible are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are an Ink Pen. Pens are interesting people.&lt;br&gt;They are complex and have an individual and&lt;br&gt;unique thought process. They look beyond the&lt;br&gt;ordinary, and people know you for you&lt;br&gt;creativity. You probably like to write, or&lt;br&gt;express your creativness in things such as&lt;br&gt;drama, poetry, writng lyrics, or just&lt;br&gt;pondering. Pens are complex, smart people, who&lt;br&gt;have good potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/XxAnimeKittyxX/quizzes/What%20random%20object%20are%20you%3F%20Many%20detailed%20outcomes%20-%20find%20out%20about%20your%20personality!/"&gt;What random object are you? Many detailed outcomes - find out about your personality!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/Vincentsdream/1074560009_turesalone.jpg" border="0" alt="Alone"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lonliness dominates you. You can hide it well, but&lt;br&gt;its there, and your friends can see it. You&lt;br&gt;constantly feel alone, and need to do things to&lt;br&gt;fill your time. Your afraid to tell people&lt;br&gt;this, but sooner or later it gets out in a bad&lt;br&gt;way, and you think you screwed up everything.&lt;br&gt;And when you are in love is when you are sad&lt;br&gt;the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Vincentsdream/quizzes/What%20Emotion%20Dominates%20you%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Emotion Dominates you? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourpetmonster/1061404906_Picturesor.jpg" border="0" alt="oregon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oregon is a nice place, isn't it?  Yes, it is.  You&lt;br&gt;should live there.  So should I.  As of now&lt;br&gt;it's not crowded, but you never know.  So&lt;br&gt;ummmm, ok...Oregon....yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourpetmonster/quizzes/What%20State%20Is%20Perfect%20For%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What State Is Perfect For You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/evilxelf/1073106740_Mariaghost.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x87f9070)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ghost or spirit: You are a lost soul. Very calm and&lt;br&gt;sweet, you are often the one who asks: What if?&lt;br&gt;With a clever mind, you want to explore the&lt;br&gt;world on a different level. Without the&lt;br&gt;answers, you aren't ready to move on. You are&lt;br&gt;most likely very creative and find yourself&lt;br&gt;thinking things through on a different level.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/evilxelf/quizzes/**Where%20will%20you%20go%20when%20you%20die%3F**(now%20with%20pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;**Where will you go when you die?**(now with pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109101239436564274?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109101239436564274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109101239436564274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109101239436564274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109101239436564274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/2004-yida-demo.html' title='2004 YiDA Demo'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109092436310677645</id><published>2004-07-27T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T22:34:50.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad bad</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cloudy&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« &lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Inspired&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Studying and they better be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today can be separated into two parts basically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Class Photo Ruined&lt;br /&gt;This year's class photo was ruined 1 month ago when I cut my hair for people that didn't cut their. Talking about this makes my blood boil, so let's not elaborate. Later Koh Ming Chein isn't allowed to style his hair when the other class had hair styled up that it would make someone at least 5cm taller! Where's the sense right? Then later somehow a 1.71m JunKwang is made to sit in front, close to Low Tung Mun and beside Mao Zai! So there was this shot which I have to put my shoulders over and orang utan! Yucks! Okay never mind! Then for the candid shot! I can't do the stunt I want to! What wrong of that to be a class photo of a &lt;b&gt;GRADUATING CLASS&lt;/b&gt;!!! Fuck Low!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) C Boys' beat Sengkang Sec 88-76&lt;br /&gt;Wow! They made it! It's always so saddening whenever I see a CCA group performs... (Kinda evil) But it just reminds me how I wasted my 4 years in Maris Stella! Now you know why I don't clap when a CCA group performs! Anyway we were pretty similar to our C Boys when we were of their level! All we lacked is discipline, really. Anyway Thursday 3.00p.m. at Hougang Sports Hall! Do come and give your support for Maris Stella C Boys. It's been 3 long years Maris Stella's basketball team reached a finals. Hai Xing!!! Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Ms Fong's pregnant! Kok Pin not willing to lose to Mr Soo Mon EE sia!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109092436310677645?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109092436310677645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109092436310677645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109092436310677645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109092436310677645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/bad-bad-bad.html' title='bad bad bad'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109060242478330071</id><published>2004-07-24T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T01:07:04.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her birthday</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Not Myself" by John Meyer&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Ill&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very sick now. I think it's viral infection in my throat again. Anyway today was great. Played soccer at Braddell Heights and ran almost the whole of three hours. Later, Kenneth, Denny and I went to bus interchange to take bus home. I actually talked to Kenneth without realizing that 100 bus has went off. Anyway later I went home and slept. When I woke up, I thought that it was 7 already as the sky seems dark. So I bathed and changed and was about to go out when Edmund called and I saw that it was only 5. After this, I went online and talked to them. We were supposed to meet at 6.30 at the MRT station but ended up arriving just nice for the MSCB concert. Anyway, the concert was better than the last year. Apart from the usual ka-jiaowing of Joo Yeow. The alummi conductor was so good! I think he may be better than Ah Leck. Too bad, all the songs had happy ending. Lots of funny things happened too! Firstly it was Davin who zao xia~ Then this orange shirt fella! Lol! So later had dinner at Maxwell. I had $3.50 pig organ soup plus rice and $3 prawn mee! Not filling enough I think! Anyway later parted! Kinda sad, maybe tired bah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109060242478330071?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109060242478330071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109060242478330071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109060242478330071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109060242478330071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/her-birthday.html' title='Her birthday'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109052127871462522</id><published>2004-07-23T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T02:34:38.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy again!</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cold, very very late le!&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« The motor of the old fan&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Happy!&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaHa~! I'm back to normal le! The main two reasons are:&lt;br /&gt;1) eating with Wenjun!&lt;br /&gt;2) seeing Clarice alley! (weird but true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I feel kinda sad about being cold to people recently, especially to the partner beside me! So sorry for accusing you of telling Low tales. (Btw, my rents once called up the school and I felt so mad then) Fuck Low! Anyway later got MSCB concert, gotta go le! Now it's 2.30a.m. and I finally completed this layout! *Sense of achievement!* Gotta go le! &lt;strong&gt;Happy 26th birthday for Stef Sun again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109052127871462522?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109052127871462522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109052127871462522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109052127871462522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109052127871462522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-happy-again.html' title='I&apos;m happy again!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109040714657619676</id><published>2004-07-21T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T18:58:38.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it all that great without me?</title><content type='html'>»Weather« Cool &lt;br /&gt;»Music« "Is it all that great without me" by Evan &amp; Jaron &lt;br /&gt;»Mood« Focused &lt;br /&gt;»Everyone's« Talking about MSCB Concert &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was Roy, then Mao. Now, it's me! I'm the next on the list to be left alone. Shucks! Never mind, I still got Chemistry TYS to befriend with! By National Day, I hope to finish it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday to Stef Sun on 23 July!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109040714657619676?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109040714657619676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109040714657619676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109040714657619676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109040714657619676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/is-it-all-that-great-without-me.html' title='Is it all that great without me?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109033541967628197</id><published>2004-07-20T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T22:59:03.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick, stick and stick!</title><content type='html'>»Weather« Hot, rained and after that, even hotter! &lt;br /&gt;»Music« "Hey Jude" by Stef Sun &lt;br /&gt;»Mood« Disappointed &lt;br /&gt;»Everyone's« Deserting me &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It was late but I &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; to taking the bus I always do. &lt;strong&gt;Didn't stick&lt;/strong&gt;, the school rules punished me with AIMS tomorrow. I've a bump on my head and I &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; a plaster on it so that I can head the ball during PE. &lt;strong&gt;Didn't stick&lt;/strong&gt;, Kenneth's plan on PE but I don't blame him. My shoe tore and I &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; masking tape all over. &lt;strong&gt;Didn't stick&lt;/strong&gt;, are the 'windows' on my right. I &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; on asking for band tix tml. &lt;strong&gt;Didn't stick&lt;/strong&gt;, YiDA's on 24th.&amp;nbsp;I was typing this when I &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; my back onto the chair. &lt;strong&gt;Didn't stick&lt;/strong&gt;, C Boys' lost&amp;nbsp;after&amp;nbsp;double OT.&amp;nbsp;I was listening to the radio when a dedication message &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt; onto my mind the whole day. "My dreams are still dreams and long-lost friends are getting colder. My friends aren't that good I thought to be..." &lt;strong&gt;Didn't stick&lt;/strong&gt;, I decided to be by myself in class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109033541967628197?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109033541967628197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109033541967628197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109033541967628197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109033541967628197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/stick-stick-and-stick.html' title='Stick, stick and stick!'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109024872586013566</id><published>2004-07-19T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:52:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i care for myself</title><content type='html'>»Weather« Warm&lt;br /&gt;»Music« &lt;br /&gt;»Mood« Very, very, uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;»Everyone's« Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do? Why are you all so weird? I was never upset about anything or angry. I really cannot tahan liao! Did my behavoir last Friday gave any signs of self-destruction? Okay, after chemistry lab when walking back... Bloody Low ask if I was joining some society or gang? Damn you la! I'm not and if I were really in it would I say 'Yes'? And also, if you don't mind? I'm not smoking, I just don't wanna open my mouth and talk okay? Then later at Maths class. Wilson talked about Shuxian. Was I too obvious? Fine, nothing is going on ok? Don't get wrong idea, she has a boyfriend. By the way, when I say 'Stead liao can break up, married liao can divorce', I'm just kidding k? After school, I went to Hougang to watch C Boys' play. Until first half I go Jurong watch Windstruck. Haha~! Half of the cinema was crying... Weird! Anyway I went home and saw this strange Denny talking to me very weirdly. He can be so talkative but the past two days never. Anyway I bumped my head onto the ceiling below the staircase, I've outgrow it! Damm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109024872586013566?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109024872586013566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109024872586013566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109024872586013566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109024872586013566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-care-for-myself.html' title='i care for myself'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-109016423463664246</id><published>2004-07-18T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T23:23:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they </title><content type='html'>»Weather« Windy&lt;br /&gt;»Music« "Can you feel my world" by LeeHom&lt;br /&gt;»Mood« Calm&lt;br /&gt;»Everyone's« Buy 1208... 12 Aug getting new PM...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;This was today - boring, sad well, lousy! I'm feeling hungry now because of my pride... Long story and the best part, I have no money tomorrow to eat as well! So much things to stuff for: new headphones, MSCB concert tix, 3 albums ( Zhang Zheng Yue, Jay Chou &amp;amp; Stef Sun) and of course, Windstruck! Never mind, I'll starve on. Anyway today I did something different, something not expecting of me. I dialled 1900-112-8855. I watched these children on TV, so sad. What would they become when they grow up in this harsh world! Okay, I don't mean to be crude but their parents will die someday while&amp;nbsp;I would rather slurge on Cable TV cause' RA movies are permitted. So I decided, let me do something before I grow old and only thing about myself! Right? Never mind the bill, or the scoldings I'm gonna&amp;nbsp;get! Haiz~! Anyway I plea to you guys reading this to donate although you may hate NKF as I do. (Maybe not, but I really hate those senseless advertising on media when the fee could be used on other children) Please? So, after just 5 minutes of that show I switched channel... (These footages of sickly children who don't deserve it as some of the adults do is too unbearable for my skull after reading 40-odd pages of physics) Pizza! New Yoke Pizza to be exact. Yummy! So they were introducing all sorts of pizzas from gourmet pizzas to fastfood pizzas on Central. The Lombardis, Wolfgangs, just makes me think of the Godfather. Anyway I learnt alot on Pizzas. You don't put the tomato sauce first but the cheese to so as not to bake a soggy crust. And the tradition pizza takes 4 minutes to bake and have only cheese and tomato sauce and &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; pineapples. (Too bad I don't eat cheese, so I only can eat the gourmet ones.) So later went to read soccernet. Host shocked Argentina while Rogerio Ceni (Brazil's World Cup 2002 winning team's 2nd-choice keeper) scored twice for Sau Paulo. Yorke is now Blackburn's 6th choice striker due to self-indulgance. (Serves as warning to all) Gotta go, sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-109016423463664246?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/109016423463664246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=109016423463664246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109016423463664246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/109016423463664246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/they.html' title='they '/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108998074096063358</id><published>2004-07-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T20:25:40.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a reason</title><content type='html'>»Weather«&amp;nbsp;Cloudy, no moon...&lt;br /&gt;»Music« "GO AWAY" by YiDA&lt;br /&gt;»Mood« Super, Duper, Luper Bad&lt;br /&gt;»Everyone's« Trying my patience&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;What's the fuck with me? Nothing and everyone's giving so much of a fuck. Big enough for a fuck? So people seeing this better not fuck about with me if not I'll give you fucking hell! So that's it fuckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108998074096063358?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108998074096063358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108998074096063358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108998074096063358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108998074096063358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/give-me-reason.html' title='Give me a reason'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108973177762423055</id><published>2004-07-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T23:16:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you agree your attitude stink?</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool after a rain&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Kim" by Eminem&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Bad&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Just fuck off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree totally! My attitude stink to the max. How I wished the world will die and go away! Too bad they wouldn't and so didn't I. Next best... Nothing's gonna come out of my mouth until I feel like! So buzz off, I wouldn't speak to anyone! Fuckers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108973177762423055?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108973177762423055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108973177762423055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108973177762423055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108973177762423055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/do-you-agree-your-attitude-stink.html' title='Do you agree your attitude stink?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108962852695258974</id><published>2004-07-12T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T18:35:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i that bad?</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool after a rain&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Something To Sleep To" by Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Reflective&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« **Doesn't matter to me**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really that bad? Rebellious, insensitive and unsocialable... I know by saying all these I'm already not myself. But Koh really hit my raw nerve, I really &lt;strong&gt;HATED&lt;/strong&gt; school! Okay, I'll give you people a whole list of things I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing truant whenever there's a half day or not even going to school&lt;br /&gt;2. Defying school rules of wearing singlets&lt;br /&gt;3. Pierce my ear&lt;br /&gt;4. Wearing inapprioate shoes&lt;br /&gt;5. Eating in class, staying in class&lt;br /&gt;6. Paid teachers lip service&lt;br /&gt;7. Talking back at times&lt;br /&gt;8. Being disruptive&lt;br /&gt;9. Dyed my hair&lt;br /&gt;10.Not behaving in public when in school uniform&lt;br /&gt;11.Didn't bother much during assembly&lt;br /&gt;(this list is not exhaustive...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing, I never wanted to change... So criticise me all you want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108962852695258974?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108962852695258974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108962852695258974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108962852695258974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108962852695258974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/am-i-that-bad.html' title='am i that bad?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108896122219027051</id><published>2004-07-05T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:58:59.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i appear to be a saint</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« alright&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Vindicted" by Dashboard Confessionals (Spiderman 2 Song)&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Pissed&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Alive and kickin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think getting tired of blogging. I suddenly realised, there's so much I couldn't write, and wouldn't. Haiz~! I guess that's why my blog appears stagnant these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108896122219027051?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108896122219027051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108896122219027051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108896122219027051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108896122219027051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-appear-to-be-saint.html' title='i appear to be a saint'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108844142274907928</id><published>2004-06-29T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T00:57:35.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perhaps...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Warm&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Silence all these years" Stef Sun&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Worried&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out with Arthur and Ernest Wong's camp people. Bored, returned home to sleep. Did homework but still not all finished, decide to update blog before I go into seclusion for a very very very long time. Changed the wordings below, see *KaMi*jayK for entire version. Enjoy the song, my all-time fave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108844142274907928?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108844142274907928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108844142274907928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108844142274907928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108844142274907928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/perhaps.html' title='perhaps...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108818627771069836</id><published>2004-06-26T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T01:57:57.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.E.S.</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Tonight I feel close to you" by Stef Sun&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Grumpy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« A prick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out for outing. supposedly meet em' 1 o'clock at Parkway. In e end became 4.30 at Bugis. I overslept cos' last night match extended til' PK. So we went to buy Seh this T-Mac pants which I in the end didn't cos' I still need money to buy Mastase. So we bargain a little lil'. Anyway later go town and shop. Seh spend his pay on two rings and necklace (for he and gf), Enormous bought Dear Boys VCD. We saw quite a few familiar faces on the way. Ya, the crack at Wisma seems to get bigger. I'll explain what happened then when time comes. =P So later went to Queensway and then they bought clothes. I saw this Nike shoe that looked betta then Nastase. But too bad, Denny sms and said that he already buy Nastase le. Dilemma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today crapped quite alot. About Seh's gf fwen, how dirty basketball be, bald heads and big small. =x Then later went home and saw dishes not cleaned. Did it, feeling grumpy now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108818627771069836?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108818627771069836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108818627771069836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108818627771069836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108818627771069836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/hes.html' title='H.E.S.'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108802447324806923</id><published>2004-06-24T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T05:01:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6E class gathering</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« nil&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« happy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, congrat brent n anthony birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay~! today was class gathering and it was so fun... we went to brent's house to bbq cos it was his birthday. we meet at paya lebar mrt and saw renkai, gerald, ka wei and likkhain. matt, the organiser, didn't come after 30 minutes of waiting. so i only know that he ain't coming from brent. (weird rite?) so had a 3on3 that i didn't feel like playing. the fella guarding me kept on pushing me. so i sianz ½~ lost thou, but moods weren't dampen as we went up to brent's room. kinda scary thou, i didn't know brent's rents would mind the earings. anyway brent brought girls that devester obviously harboured thought about them. (dude, u're attached!) anyway after that the trip down was even more scary. the whole lobby was filled with waiting people as brent &amp; co. played with the lift and made stopped at every floor. (kinda expected it) and then we had bbq, food and stuff then play dee. renkai offered me cancer sticks but i said NO, (ya'all should take my example). ren kai's still as childish as before, he seems proud over his smoking habit but never thought that we didn't like it. so he sat there all alone by himself really. later matt came (he was earlier with his girl) and showed us this pri six class photo that seems upteen years ago. haha, everyone changed~! all the centre parting and blur looks. hahaha, then we talked about things that happened in the past. the sentosa thingy! argh~! luckily don wasn't there or it'd turn him off. haha~! anyway everyone got wet later. haha~! brent -&gt; lik -&gt; matt -&gt; devz -&gt; xiangyao -&gt; junrui -&gt; me -&gt; kawei -&gt; the gers. everyone went down and then we got home wet together. haha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coke vodka made my head spin a lil' earlier on, now feeling betta le. haha~! lucky brent, know 3 gers for one week and they liked him liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfair~! p.s. lik, if u like jueling then go for it, don't be a woose~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108802447324806923?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108802447324806923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108802447324806923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108802447324806923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108802447324806923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/6e-class-gathering.html' title='6E class gathering'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108802338242854541</id><published>2004-06-24T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T05:02:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auf Weidersen Germany</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« nil&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Happy&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Netherlands have reached the quarterfinals of Euro 2004 at the expense Germany who failed to beat the Czech Republic and so join Spain and italy as the latest big name team to crash out of the tournament. Germany, needing a win to progress, lost 2-1 to the already-qualified Czechs, while the Dutch despatched Latvia 3-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Van Nistelrooy: Two-goal hero (LawrenceGriffiths/GettyImages)" src="http://www.soccernet.com/images/european/VanNist313_LG.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the czech are really the masters of coming out from a stumble. 1-0 latvia to 2-1 czech; 2-0 holland to 2-3 czech; 1-0 germany to 2-1 czech...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108802338242854541?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108802338242854541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108802338242854541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108802338242854541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108802338242854541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/auf-weidersen-germany.html' title='Auf Weidersen Germany'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108793756129473750</id><published>2004-06-23T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T04:52:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more crashdead</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Lydia" by F.I.R&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Peaceful&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today maybe be Crashdead's last training at Yixi. Poor Arthur, no one to lobang liao. Anyway another fella, even more zai than Crashdead is gonna take over. So today he asked, "Arthur and Denny seems to be very sian during training and I know that they will be leaving, will you follow?" Well, my answer is YES! However I've the basic courtesy of not telling you in person, so don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;HaHa~! Today also saw a long lost friend, Nicodemus Yu Kai Xi, from Primary School. Heard he now in Tungsan Blue. Haiz~! Played 1 on 1 with him, lost through... But he used height and size. So I don't give a damm! His friend is zai~! Anyway tml got bbq at Brent's. 6E reunion, I wonder how they are like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108793756129473750?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108793756129473750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108793756129473750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108793756129473750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108793756129473750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/no-more-crashdead.html' title='No more crashdead'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108793718027619301</id><published>2004-06-23T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T04:46:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrivederci Azzurri</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Sweet Misery" by Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Shocked&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Feeling bad for the Italians &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy crashed out of Euro 2004 despite a last-ditch 2-1 win over Bulgaria in Guimaraes because Sweden and Denmark drew 2-2 in Porto - a result that guaranteed the Azzurri's elimination. The Swedes, as Group C winners, Danes - runners-up - and the Italians all finished on five points - but Italy's inferior scoring record cost them dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Del Piero (c) et al plead against Bulgaria's penalty (Photo/Empics)" src="http://www.soccernet.com/images/ah/delpivanov0622_g.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-2 scoreline between the Scandinavians, something fishy... Italian's may have something to appeal about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108793718027619301?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108793718027619301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108793718027619301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108793718027619301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108793718027619301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/arrivederci-azzurri.html' title='Arrivederci Azzurri'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108785057106589280</id><published>2004-06-22T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T04:44:07.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal vs England, France vs Greece</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Hot, must drink more water k?&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "You make me wanna fall in love" by F.I.R&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Kinda ill&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping, tomorrow's a working day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two-goal Wayne Rooney starred again as England booked a Euro 2004 quarter-final against hosts Portugal with a 4-2 win over Croatia in Lisbon. England go through as Group B runners-up as France beat Switzerland 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="2:1 Rooney celebrates first goal (MikeEgerton/Empics)" src="http://www.soccernet.com/images/jb2/rooney_me313.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and sleep, tml collecting $130... Go Yixi for 2nd last time~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108785057106589280?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108785057106589280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108785057106589280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108785057106589280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108785057106589280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/portugal-vs-england-france-vs-greece.html' title='Portugal vs England, France vs Greece'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108776471977702100</id><published>2004-06-21T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T04:53:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Spainish Plan, Backfired</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "精灵" by Lin JJ&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Devious&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Calculating who gets thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain have again flattered to deceive in a tournament as Portugal beat them with a single goal by Nuno Gomes in the 57th minute meaning the hosts top Group A. They are joined in the quarter-finals by Greece, who qualified on goals scored despite losing 2-1 to Russia, who had no chance of qualification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Gomes engulfed in teammates (BenRadford/GettyImages)" src="http://www.soccernet.com/images/jb2/porceleb_get313.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spainards are just too evil... Serves them right~! Who ask them wanna draw with Portugal so as to eliminate them. So obvious! Not taking iniative to attack to shut the Portugese out. Too bad, Greece scored back to ensure a superior goal difference of 1 more goals scored. Haiz~! Kinda sad though but as the saying goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thruimph evil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's so long to Iñaki Saez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108776471977702100?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108776471977702100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108776471977702100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108776471977702100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108776471977702100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/evil-spainish-plan-backfired.html' title='Evil Spainish Plan, Backfired'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108775190601481493</id><published>2004-06-21T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T01:18:52.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Net @ Macpherson, no Jurong West</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« None of my business&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Endless Road" by Lim JJ&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Lonely&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« A small, tiny corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went Dragon Boat Race, Gary, Zhixiang &amp; Jiaquan and other people. I really can't stand that china boy in our team, reminds me of how I could bite children, really. I would! Anyway we came in 5th I think, don't if I'm on news? Saw this Daniel star performing, he really irritates me. He's seventeen, girls screaming over his name and I'm sixteen without love. Anyway later go Cavana eat then go Macpherson CC play basketball. On cab Gary and Zhixiang gave me this noob some love talk. Haiz~! So later go Jiaquan house freshen up first. Let my cap there, sadness~! HaHa~! So later go play basketball. See Longzhan, Darrell and short Dennis. Haiz~! All so zai... The chilli from nasi lemak make me almost puke~! Anyway later go home on bus saw Raymond, Yixi I'll be quiting soon k? Haiz~!&lt;br /&gt;Something's gonna change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;marquee&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stella new CD~! Must support original~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108775190601481493?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108775190601481493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108775190601481493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108775190601481493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108775190601481493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/t-net-macpherson-no-jurong-west.html' title='T-Net @ Macpherson, no Jurong West'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108767801947758031</id><published>2004-06-20T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T01:19:53.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know should praise this diver or not...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Hold me back" by Wayne Wonder&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Shocked&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleepin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Czech Republic fought back from a two goal deficit to overhaul Holland 3-2 with a last-gasp winner in an exhilarating Group D match. Wilfred Bouma and Ruud van Nistelrooy gave the Dutch the lead after 19 minutes but substitute Vladimir Smicer completed a Czech figthback and booked his team's place in the quarter-finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" hspace=0 src="http://www.soccernet.com/images/euro2004/galleries/dayeight/davids_al_g.jpg" align=baseline border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needved's dive caused Heltinga to be red carded after second bookable offence, but he's so skillful and zai~! So is he a chao diver?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108767801947758031?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108767801947758031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108767801947758031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108767801947758031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108767801947758031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/dont-know-should-praise-this-diver-or.html' title='Don&apos;t know should praise this diver or not...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108758222029443785</id><published>2004-06-19T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T02:10:20.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down 10 days to school reopen</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Turned cold suddenly&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Endless Road" by Lin JJ&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Unsettled&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Going prison tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Bugis with H.E.S [Hei a.k.a Shichiroji, Enormous a.k.a Zhixiang or 190, Seh a.k.a Felix or blue-black]... Don't really wanna buy that TMac pants by I kanna psycho. Nvm, by then I'll pangseh them de~ HeHe~! Anyway later go match, me nose bleed halfway (weather changed suddenly), so sat out of 2nd half. Career high despite defeat... Lam Soon's so yaya, but then I don't give a damm! Haiz~! Tml's fwenly at Prison School cannot go, clearance not clear. That's testimonial match ler~ ={ &lt;br /&gt;Just now crapping about with Zhixiang on MSN IM about riches &amp; famous... But really, these months really changed my view on basketball one eighty. Used to think that I was how quick, how good. Acty I'm shit, serious. Haiz~! In SG play basketball one thing, shooting and that's all. Anyway I'm still unsettled where to go next year. Not that I'm abandoning ya'all but is that I don't know if I'm good enough to play anot. Anyway signing off, bad news for Italy, Totti's available until semis, if ya'all make it there...&lt;br /&gt;Should I talk to Rain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108758222029443785?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108758222029443785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108758222029443785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108758222029443785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108758222029443785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/counting-down-10-days-to-school-reopen.html' title='Counting down 10 days to school reopen'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108750624729916113</id><published>2004-06-18T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T05:08:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day without underwears and how I survived...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Dunno? Blinds down...&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "小时候" by 南拳妈妈&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Afraid (of cockroaches)&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Cheering for England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBA Live 2004 I discovered new tactic [3-1-1 full court press] can force lots of turnovers. HaHa~! Left house in a hurry after waiting the Meagan Chang fella on TV. Go Yixi... On è train I felt kinda cold beneath the beltline~ Never wear underwear!!! HaHa~! So match was nothing thou è video looks lk And1 mixtape feat. Ribbert. (See asshole for details)&lt;br /&gt;Later go tuition, she looked at me at least 8 times to my 54 times~ Got improvement~! HaHa~! Later go Toa Payoh buy CD, Lin JJ's Another Haven was superb~ 南拳妈妈 too... HaHa~! Buy CD got this weird but pleasant thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;(Background info: Thursday any purchase $20 or above earns two stamp in "certain" CD shop) So I went to buy this 4 batteries plus 2 CDs, in the end somehow it became a 2 batteries and 1 ear sponge~ (Save $2 plus, muz 10z è cashier for quick wits and gr8 calculation) =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later go fwenster c one old fwen. Xinyi, è 1st girl I asked number for. She matured a lot a lot, muz chat with her one of these days~&lt;br /&gt;So later watched soccer, Tele Aruba's a nice soccer stream~ France was unfortunate to lose 2 points, Croatia put up brave resistance to overcome è lack in depth in midfield. England's on course to quarters. C'ya tAkEsHi_wAnTaNbE in skl k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;marquee&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank left $8.38 le, muz study le...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108750624729916113?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108750624729916113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108750624729916113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108750624729916113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108750624729916113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/day-without-underwears-and-how-i.html' title='Day without underwears and how I survived...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108740757473639010</id><published>2004-06-17T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T01:41:44.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First of many Ubi victories</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool &amp; breezy&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« FiveLive Online BBC "Greece vs Spain"&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« When u're happy &amp; u noe u clap ur hands...&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Not willing to return to skl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with a scare. I woke at 12 unwillingly waiting for Denny's call to go out. He didn't call, maybe pangseh me. HaHa~! Anyway in the end go play NBA 2004 live after hearing Piston's success... **So happy* Then go fantasy draft [Yao.Chandler.Norwinski.T-Mac.LeBron.Anderson.Manu.Swift.Camelo.Milicic.Garrity.Kaman] using 76ers...&lt;br /&gt;Later go 127 for match... First victory~ HaHa~! This proved something. The deafeat against LengKee was referee error. Haha~! Zero turnover for me today seven assist... =}&lt;br /&gt;Later go Lido with Denny watch Harry Potter 3, POA... Nice movie I think, don't know why so many people think that it was a flop. I like the part where they turn back time, the 2nd &amp; 3rd time (if you read the novel)... If it were me, I wouldn't be able to direct it so nicely! Anyway later just managed to get to the last NEL train home. HeHe~!&lt;br /&gt;Signing off le~ Tomorrow going tuition, seeing her~ HeHe~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;旺旺泡泡果冻真的会生气&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108740757473639010?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108740757473639010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108740757473639010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108740757473639010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108740757473639010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/first-of-many-ubi-victories.html' title='First of many Ubi victories'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108736882630767448</id><published>2004-06-16T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T14:55:51.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of shoes are you?</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Bright &amp; Sunny&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Love Me" by Collin Raye&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Laid-back&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« I dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/piratesmile/1075780045_essneakers.jpg" border="0" alt="sneakers"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sneakers- funny, laid-back, and goofy, you love to&lt;br&gt;make people laugh and have a good time.  You&lt;br&gt;enjoy comfort and don't care to much about what&lt;br&gt;people think of you.  You like to hang out with&lt;br&gt;your buddies and just have a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/piratesmile/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Shoe%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Shoe Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That links me up to my next topic: Shoes. I wanna buy that Natase &amp; nothing's gonna stop me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108736882630767448?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108736882630767448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108736882630767448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108736882630767448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108736882630767448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-kind-of-shoes-are-you.html' title='What kind of shoes are you?'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108723632478014116</id><published>2004-06-15T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T02:05:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I broke da duck</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Warm &amp; stuffy&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Nobody's fool" by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Relieved&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Next year play where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally broke my duck. Kinda late thou, but it feels as good! A magnificent 3 pointer by Ubi no.5... =x No lar~ But then today's "Huat Ah~!" was e most happy one for me... Next year play where? I dunno? Staying in Ubi? Most prob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting $150 soon for Ubi training...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108723632478014116?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108723632478014116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108723632478014116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108723632478014116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108723632478014116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-broke-da-duck.html' title='I broke da duck'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108720485939951034</id><published>2004-06-14T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T17:20:59.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I changed my template...</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Warm &amp; sunny&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« MSN IM sound&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Cheery&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« feeling pity for england...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally change liao... (I handed the cream side to her...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108720485939951034?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108720485939951034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108720485939951034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108720485939951034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108720485939951034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-changed-my-template.html' title='I changed my template...'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108713891235615439</id><published>2004-06-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T23:01:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I kinda like this</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« hot night... typical singapore june night~&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« nth&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Down&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Cursing at Portugal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/evil/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://spacefem.com/evil/06/6.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108713891235615439?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108713891235615439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108713891235615439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108713891235615439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108713891235615439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-kinda-like-this.html' title='I kinda like this'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-10870254108290938</id><published>2004-06-12T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T15:30:10.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colour Test</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Very warm &amp; sunny&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Rough Draft" by Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Nervous&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Getting prepared (for later's match)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#BA55D3" border=1 width="50%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;big&gt;you are mediumorchid&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;#BA55D3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size=-1&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your dominant hues are red and blue. You're confident and like showing people new ideas. You play well with others and can be very influential if you want to be.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your saturation level is medium - You're not the most decisive go-getter, but you can get a job done when it's required of you. You probably don't think the world can change for you and don't want to spend too much effort trying to force it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/colorquiz"&gt;the spacefem.com html color quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-10870254108290938?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/10870254108290938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=10870254108290938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/10870254108290938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/10870254108290938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/colour-test.html' title='Colour Test'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108701329434632366</id><published>2004-06-12T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T12:08:24.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do or Die</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« bring &amp; shiny (the sun is out and the world's a happier place)&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic«  寂寞的季节 by 陶吉吉&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Intense&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Wishing me luck (Today vs LengKee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was devastating! By 1st quarter we were 27-0 down... MinYi played simple, efficient, hi-percentage basketball. Late 2nd quarter Tai Liang arrived and gave us some tactics and the score was 38-4... 3rd quarter we were asked to feed Weicheng the ball and we pulled back to 52-26... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final score MinYi 70 - Kg.Ubi 40&lt;br&gt;Ubi No.5_ PTS 0 RBD 2 AST 3 STL 1 BLK 0 MINS 16 TNV 9 FG 0/1 FT 0/4 FOU 3pls&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's do-or-die, either we win or we are out... Leng Kee seems not bad, but I believe me posse and I still have the fight to make it into the later rounds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108701329434632366?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108701329434632366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108701329434632366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108701329434632366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108701329434632366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/do-or-die.html' title='Do or Die'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108682439412041339</id><published>2004-06-10T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T07:40:46.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Prayers</title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Cool from ytd's rain&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "Everything I own" by Bread&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Anxious&lt;br /&gt;»|E|veryone's« Sleeping... It's just 6.28a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ Going skl for bio then yixi then tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd's kinda scary. After bio I went to MPCC to oplayy bball as it's raining before meeting Gary for Dragon Boat Racing. Later its was called off due to bad weather and I headed home. When I stepped out of e building suddenly there was this veh bright flash then a loud bang of thunder. Mi (thinking about the day aft tml) ran as fast as I could along the covered walkway but the walkway brought me a road across the bus stop. 3, 2, 1 I dashed across... Then this car (about 5m away from me) came out of nowhere (I can't see it as visibility was low). I stopped but fell down den this car braked. It skiied and rubbed my Quilt. What a close shave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breezy night at Ubi, final preparations for Friday's opener... Yesterday. They are kinda low tonight, (nervous?) I don't know. But this shouldn't be how anyone should feel before a game. Haiz~ Had debrief like usual. Jokes aside, the chilling breeze got the better of me as I keep sneezing. Failing ill I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway all the best as I/we believe we can... Huat Ah~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234568-108682439412041339?l=xliljayk3x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/feeds/108682439412041339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234568&amp;postID=108682439412041339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108682439412041339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234568/posts/default/108682439412041339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xliljayk3x.blogspot.com/2004/06/our-last-prayers.html' title='Our Last Prayers'/><author><name>Jå¥K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08636613569436478637</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-7234568.post-108670821873537319</id><published>2004-06-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T23:25:07.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration from The-Turf-Club-At-Bendemeer-Mall </title><content type='html'>»|W|eather« Warm&lt;br /&gt;»|M|usic« "找不到" by S.H.E.&lt;br /&gt;»|M|ood« Ez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm betting on Portugal to win. My "Get-Rich-Kuikly" Schemes. 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