<?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-8988757</id><updated>2011-08-02T11:07:06.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddy Bleachy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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>279</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-7192776193382110419</id><published>2010-04-19T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:32:10.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i updated this blog.&lt;br /&gt;just a few days back, she popped this qn to me&lt;br /&gt;'if she comes back, will you accept her again?'&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;when i was abt to reply and she said 'dnt say anything, your eyes betrayed you'&lt;br /&gt;tears start to roll down from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching secret starring jay chou.&lt;br /&gt;yes i admit, i kinda miss you. i still rmb you questioned me. i dnt know the answer &lt;br /&gt;you replied ' bu neng shou de mi mi'. you were so cute.&lt;br /&gt;now and then, you will still appear in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;now and then, i will still dream of you. dreams that show we were still tgt. now its only part of my memories.&lt;br /&gt;i still can feel how hurt i was.&lt;br /&gt;my heart is still open to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you still rmb  'bu neng shou de mi mi'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7192776193382110419?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7192776193382110419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7192776193382110419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7192776193382110419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7192776193382110419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-long-time-since-i-updated-this.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8204631725040054927</id><published>2009-02-08T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:06:56.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess many things have happened for the past two months. all bad stuff. but well im thankful that i have friends around me. im seriously grateful to them. just like when i dont feel like going home. just dial them and they will come down from wherever they are. so how can i not love my friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was the best. i broke down like how i did last year. i have no idea who to call cos i dont like to cry over such things in front of my friends. but eventually i called serene and she meet me. i can have nth but i cannot live without my family and friends. like i always say, friends last longer than lovers and its so damn true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though anna needs the both of them but she needs to learn how to be zhi zhu. (: and she is trying hard now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8204631725040054927?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8204631725040054927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8204631725040054927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8204631725040054927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8204631725040054927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2009/02/9-feb-2009-monday-guess-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6277339811145777157</id><published>2009-01-28T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:52:37.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday&lt;br /&gt;29.01.2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell! my com is being a bitch to me. i typed a lot of stuff in this idiotic box and dang, my com reboot by itself. hello wake up now. you (points at the com) are working for me now. im ur owner so please behave. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, i havent been updating my blog for months and i can see that its super duper outdated. in the meantime please put up with this cos im too lazy or maybe too occupied to tidy it up. sorry! 2008 wasnt my year at all. perhaps i should say beginning of the year was fun but at the end of the year, i had to deal with 2 fucked up stuff. they torn my life apart and at that point, life was super meaningless for me. i thought, probably 2008 should be my final year but thank god, my friends kept me going forward. what should i say? 2009 should be a better year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell what makes you think you can dump anna just like that? 26 sept, you were supposed to wait for me cos there are a lot of things that have to be settled and you just say there's nth to. wtf? stop playing games with urself. we faced so many problems last year and we didnt settle a single one. mind you! if you cant promise forever, please dont anyhow tell other ppl that you will love them forever and even if you break up with them, you will still love them. oh what a joke! you succeeded in ruining my 'forever' which i thought was possible. hell no! you want me to forget you? YES I WILL DO IT! I WILL TRY MY UTMOST BEST TO DO IT. I WILL DO ANYTHING TO FORGET YOU! you were the one who left me broken hearted and i will never forgive you for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the flipside, i still love you. i miss you. i think of you during my idle time. what has become of us? why didnt you wait for me? i know im in the wrong. but why cant you just give me another chance to make things right? why must you be so heartless? why did you tear my heart apart? why must you take my heart away when you are gone? why? i want you more than anything else in this wish. i pray at 11:11 pm everyday. i pray that we will be tgt once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh now im stuffing myself with work, work , frisbee and frisbee. should i join national youth? there are so many girls who are much more better than me. my body has been giving me a lot of problems and i puked in front of my friends today. they should be thankful that i was entertaining them and best of all, it was FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we are broken but lovers or strangers? im sorry, im a strong believer that lovers cannot be friends. some did it but it doesnt apply to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6277339811145777157?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6277339811145777157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6277339811145777157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6277339811145777157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6277339811145777157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-29.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-5413277972149902538</id><published>2008-12-15T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:53:00.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dec 15 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indecisive indecisive. this is the kind of person i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love you the same. right now, i have to get over 2 major things of my life. my love life, my family problem. im always think, are u much more happier? sighs. without your love, im only half. no one can replace your position and im waiting for you to come back to me. i miss you and i love you truly madly deeply.&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-3788833085777044842</id><published>2008-11-26T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:57:26.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday&lt;br /&gt;27 Nov 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. the whole world is asking me to give up/let go of my love. why should i? i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello love. rmb there was once i told you want to cherish you, but in order to let me do it, i need to suffer from a break up so i can cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past i dont know how to cherish you. yes i was the one who like you first and then you fell for me, yet when we were in a relationship, we started to quarrel like nobody's biz. i took you for granted. i was not responsible towards my own feelings. im afraid of this and that but you are not. i know you tried hard to salvage this relationship, yet i was sitting down here doing nth. i dont know how to express myself to you cos i dont know how to out talk you. im not good with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going thru this period of torment, i realised that you are the one i love. all these while, you have been hiding deep inside my heart and i didnt know that. you sent me songs like go on girl, so what and damaged and i should have knew that you are on the verge of letting go. i admit that ive a feeling of losing you during that period but i didnt do anything to save it. why was i so foolish? i was waiting for you to take the initiative to ask me out and stuff but you didnt, cos you are someone who doesnt take initiatives. i miss ur starshine. i miss you telling me how much you love me. basically i miss you badly and i desperately need you back. i dont mind sacrificing anything for you, even if you want me to watch a horror movie with eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant you give me the last chance to make things right? whatever happened between us, gave you million reasons to leave me. but if you could find one reason to stay, i'll do anything to make it right. i swear. i just need ur faith and trust. i dont wish to find out one day that you are with any person. i dont want to. i really hope that one day you will come back to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came to my senses and know that ive really lost you, im literally torn apart. im listening to all the songs we used to share. ok. if you find that im irritating or annoying, please tell me. i will not bother you anymore. but please do know that if one day you want to come back, my heart is always open for you cos this is where ur home should be. i know the feelings of being abandoned and i dont want to let you feel it for the second time. no 3rd no 4th. i wanna be where you are. i dont any more 'goodnights' or 'byes', i only want to be ur lovely, ur sweetheart, ur everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fennie used to say 'how i wish i will get bang down by a car and then lost my memory'.&lt;br /&gt;now i hope that im involved in some kind of freak accident and i will suffer from memory loss. isnt this great since no one can brainwash me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;being with you is my greatest happiness and losing you is the biggest regret in my life.&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/8988757-3788833085777044842?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/3788833085777044842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=3788833085777044842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ohwell, as usual i'm bothered by some problems. the person i care abt, is rejecting everything i'm offering. i'm a monster. yes i am. i should be banish into hell for this. for things that i didnt know i went wrong. the one i care didnt bother to explain to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm down and never up for months. now its time to pick myself up. i should be left alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-4520820008263045567?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/4520820008263045567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=4520820008263045567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4520820008263045567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4520820008263045567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-time-i-should-start-studying-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7185993811479376626</id><published>2008-09-27T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:55:01.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday&lt;br /&gt;27 September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ber's birthday today and the F1 race tonight. how nice. anyway i got back some of my results. as usual they suck because i didnt study. the reason? dont have to mention coz it was unnecessary yet i was bothered by it. stupid? yes, i admit. prelims aint a joke yet i treated it as nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs, econs, econs, i hate econs coz i cant do well. no matter what my brain wont accept econs. its a mental blockage! how? how? how? haha! well talking abt econs, alex is in london studying her economics! woah. anyway its nth lah coz she took H3 econs in a levels. smart huh? YEAH! haha. she mentioned that if i were to go to london, she will show me ard! but when will i ever go to london. shouldnt it be the other way round? i should show her ard in Singapore when she comes back from london! well well, crap lah anna. alright, lets see if she will be online tonight, chat with her again! haha. its been so long since we saw each other. let me see, hmm.. it should be 4 yrs? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stupid, i'm irrational.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i admit because i should just give up. give up someone who doesnt even trust me. give up someone who i dont even dare to tell the truth for fear that you will think otherwise. lets make pact, i wont msg/call/talk to that person anymore and i wont even think abt that person anymore. that should do the job and i can start studying in peace coz now that my brain has gained more memory space than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brainwash me, pretty/handsome pleaseeeeeee?&lt;br /&gt;make it a sweet sweet goodbye. (grab some jelly beans and white chocolate. it should do the job :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7185993811479376626?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7185993811479376626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7185993811479376626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7185993811479376626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7185993811479376626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-27-september-2008-its-bers.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-1509940139597564214</id><published>2008-07-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T03:22:36.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17 july&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how much i'd love you until ytd. the hurt you gave me couldnt be measured by anything in this world. just three words and you succeded in bringing my world down again. i thought i would never have to go thru this again but look, i'm starting all over again, at this original point. it took me one year to get out and now maybe longer coz we were tgt for quite some time. maybe its because of the way i see things but i'm the kind of person who will get offended easily my friend. yeah i'm that kind of person. no matter how much you tell me not to care abt their problems, but their problems are my problems. you never know how much this frisbee ppl meant to me ever when i'm quite disappointed at times. but no matter what, we sticked through thick and thin tgt so nth should break us apart.i apologised for my behaviour ytd and they are the only ppl who brought happiness to me during the past two years in MI. without them i dont think i will have any friends. we are so close to each other that we can talk abt sensitive topics which other ppl think its disrespectful. hey but this is life you know. i'm a very open minded person but at the same time conservative. but whats wrong? what we want is to have fun. we want ppl laugh. look at james, you think he is being disrespectful? but i dont think so. he is trying to bring laughters into the team and i'm doing the same thing. whatever it is. i think ytd put an end to everything we had. ur three words have destroyed me completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch whore much.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for telling me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-1509940139597564214?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/1509940139597564214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=1509940139597564214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1509940139597564214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1509940139597564214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/07/17-july-saturday-i-didnt-know-how-much.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-3983329445364049690</id><published>2008-07-19T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:50:01.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17 july&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how much i''d love you until ytd. the hurt you gave me couldnt be measured by anything in this world. just three words and you succeded in bringing my world down again. i thought i would never have to go thru this again but look, i'm starting all over again, at this original point. it took me one year to get out and now maybe longer coz we were tgt for quite some time. maybe its because of the way i see things but i'm the kind of person who will get offended easily my friend. yeah i'm that kind of person. no matter how much you tell me not to care abt their problems, but their problems are my problems. you never know how much this frisbee ppl meant to me ever when i'm quite disappointed at times. but no matter what, we sticked through thick and thin tgt so nth should break us apart.i apologised for my behaviour ytd and they are the only ppl who brought happiness to me during the past two years in MI. without them i dont think i will have any friends. we are so close to each other that we can talk abt sensitive topics which other ppl think its disrespectful. hey but this is life you know. i'm a very open minded person but at the same time conservative. but whats wrong? what we want is to have fun. we want ppl laugh. look at james, you think he is being disrespectful? but i dont think so. he is trying to bring laughters into the team and i'm doing the same thing. whatever it is. i think ytd put an end to everything we had. ur three words have destroyed me completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch whore much.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for telling me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the time you spent on me.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed and really cherished it a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-3983329445364049690?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/3983329445364049690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=3983329445364049690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/3983329445364049690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/3983329445364049690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/07/17-july-saturday-i-didnt-know-how-much_19.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-2240901717752319446</id><published>2008-04-08T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:44:46.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;08 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long long time ago, james introduced this video to me. it was Il divo and Celine Dion singing to I Believe  In You. its not my type of song but omg omg omg, i' became addicted to it and soon enough, i showed it to everyone who talked to me in msn. haha sighs if only they sing in english and not other language which i cant understand. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost fainted while listening to it. why? 'cause they are true talents unlike some boybands from ahem ya any boybands you can think of. Il Divo is incomparable to others 'cause they are talented and i mean each and everyone of them. unlike most boybands where there's only one vocalist and the others will be dancing away and singing to the chorus part, all the members in Il Divo can sing and sing well! check out their video NOW and i mean RIGHT NOW! talented singers cant be missed. they, including Celine Dion, are powderful oh ahem i mean POWERful vocalists! thanks simon cowell for bringing the 4 guys. they are simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeks is organising a mini hat competition on this sat. it will start at 2 and end at i-dont-know what time. haha. got to either check out the webbie or wait for him to send me the details. its for newbies gain more experience! this is FABULOUS! i'm still a newbie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll find you&lt;br /&gt;Someday you’ll find me to&lt;br /&gt;And when I hold you close&lt;br /&gt;I’ll know that it’s true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you dont believe in forever, i will make sure that this will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait wait n wait till the day i got ur trust. the trust in lasting forever (:&lt;br /&gt;lets start a brand new story now, my love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAR DARLING SWEETIE HONEY CUTIE PIE! *HUGSSSSSSSS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-2240901717752319446?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/2240901717752319446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=2240901717752319446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2240901717752319446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2240901717752319446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/04/tuesday-08-april-2008-long-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-1628670906248352130</id><published>2008-04-02T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T04:18:19.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>02 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate frisbee is all abt me and i'm all abt ultimate frisbee *smiles wide wide*&lt;br /&gt;my aspiration: to become a better player like the-way-she-plays-the-game (ahem i know who!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/R_NoZNsZ6mI/AAAAAAAAADo/V8mCgdVA02o/s1600-h/frisbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/R_NoZNsZ6mI/AAAAAAAAADo/V8mCgdVA02o/s320/frisbee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184602378415499874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i hope i will  save the frisbee like her someday. but i know that most probably i wont do it cos i'm afraid of falling. well i'll try yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ultimate frisbee especially throw throw with my ultimate buddy, james(below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/R_NpyNsZ6nI/AAAAAAAAADw/-71aiTHFaYs/s1600-h/james.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/R_NpyNsZ6nI/AAAAAAAAADw/-71aiTHFaYs/s320/james.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184603907423857266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello james i mentioned ur name and ur photo is up here! so be honored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, JAMES AND I WANT SERIOUS TRAININGS, WHAT ABOUT YOU GUYS? ARE YOU UP TO IT?! i love saturdays coz its ultimate frisbee-ness DAY! SERIOUS TRAININGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two frisbee idols now! weeeeee... the 99 and the gold guy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few nights ago, i dreamt of ahem a frisbee coach who told me that i'm not aggressive enough in the competition. HAHA! now i need to work on my aggressiveness, my throwings and cuttings! DO DRILLS DO DRILLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian, now i really dream of frisbee all the time. i'll be in trouble if i stand up and attempt a backhand throw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-1628670906248352130?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/1628670906248352130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=1628670906248352130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1628670906248352130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1628670906248352130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/04/02-april-2008-wednesday-ultimate.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/R_NoZNsZ6mI/AAAAAAAAADo/V8mCgdVA02o/s72-c/frisbee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-8247281071763425701</id><published>2008-03-25T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:14:56.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuesday&lt;br /&gt;25th march 2008   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for everything i have done today. i'm childish for getting jealous over such minor thing.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you terribly. how i wish you are beside me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8247281071763425701?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8247281071763425701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8247281071763425701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8247281071763425701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8247281071763425701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-25th-march-2008-im-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8525082175865613321</id><published>2008-03-24T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:55:37.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24 Mar 2007 &lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;there's no friendship. i only want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;hey love i'm miss you much much much much........infinity!&lt;br /&gt;stop apologise coz you were never at fault. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that you will have to go home late every time because of me.&lt;br /&gt;i promise you that i will study hard and attain my desired grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;i just want to stay with you in this moment forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna hold you close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dear darling honey love&lt;br /&gt;(: is loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8525082175865613321?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8525082175865613321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8525082175865613321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8525082175865613321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8525082175865613321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/03/24-mar-2007-monday-theres-no-friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6305301951506833271</id><published>2008-02-12T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T07:24:40.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;12 Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;love can be both merit and demerit. it is merit in a sense that it creates peace in the world. with love, wouldnt the world be a nicer place to live in? wouldnt everyone be helping those individuals in trouble? War can be prevented and there wont be a problem in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But love can be demerit too. love breeds hatred and jealousy  while hatred and jealousy give rise to war. sighs so should we love or should we not love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is undeniable that love is complicated and so it depends on how you look at it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, i am in love and i want to cherish it coz 'love is harder than crime'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs drove me nuts! haha thats what i thought the night before econs paper! haha its all because of externality.&lt;br /&gt;oh my! this is the first post of the year 2008! haha hello post, be honoured!&lt;br /&gt;this year's cny sucks because of common test.  instead of collecting angbaos, playing poker and enjoying with all the snacks and television programmes, i've to slog my cny away for common test. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna loves lionpig! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6305301951506833271?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6305301951506833271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6305301951506833271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6305301951506833271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6305301951506833271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2008/02/tuesday-12-feb-2008-love.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6951478834281914062</id><published>2007-12-10T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T03:46:26.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10th Dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first chapter of marketing, my lecturer wanted to show us the difference between needs and wants. haha he used SEX as a perfect example. haha look how horny can this guy be! but he's fantastic. i can say he is the most outstanding lecturer i ever had. I DIDNT SLEEP IN HIS LESSON AT ALL! this shows that how interesting his lessons can be (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lecturer was being pervertic again! he spoke about boobs! yeah eating chickens can actually help to boost one's boobs regardless of your gender! haha its all due to the hormones inserted into the chickens to make them fat and sell able. but that was totally nonsense. i havent heard of that for goodness sake! speaking of this, people out there who want their boobs to grow... ahem why not try this 'new' method?! i hope it works for you. haha. damn it, now i'm afraid of eating so many chickens. i dont want my boobs to grow! they are too big! omg this is getting way too personal. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs anna is tired. goodnight (:&lt;br /&gt;she is hiro nakamura wannabe [did i spell his name correctly?!] haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; And your kiss won't make me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; So you'll probably always have a spell on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6951478834281914062?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6951478834281914062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6951478834281914062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6951478834281914062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6951478834281914062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/12/10th-dec-2007-monday-first-chapter-of.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8436219416319900147</id><published>2007-11-21T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T01:03:33.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I try to discover&lt;br /&gt;A little something to make me sweeter&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever blue&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no reason&lt;br /&gt;Why you're making me work so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul, I hear you calling&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please give a little respect to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I should falter&lt;br /&gt;Would you open your arms out to me&lt;br /&gt;We can make love not war&lt;br /&gt;And live at peace in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever blue&lt;br /&gt;What religion or reason&lt;br /&gt;Could drive a man to forsake his lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you tell me no&lt;br /&gt;Dont you tell me no&lt;br /&gt;Dont you tell me no&lt;br /&gt;Dont you tell me no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul, I hear you calling&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please give a little respect to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever blue&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no reason&lt;br /&gt;You know you're making me work so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;That you give me no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul, I hear you calling&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please give a little respect to me&lt;br /&gt;Soul, I hear you calling&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please give a little respect to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A little respect' by Erasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Nov 2007 [wednesday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originality rules, i prefer Erasure's version than Wheatus's version. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides watching tv, playing tropico, chatting on msn, there's nothing else to do at home. i'm rotting. ): no programmes no programmes no programmes. my life is so dull. anyway i'm wearing the flying naan shirt. haha i think it shrunk coz it looks so small on me now. haha. maybe i should cheat myself, the shirt didnt shrink, i'm the one who is growing. haha. i wanna expand vertically not horizontally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8436219416319900147?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8436219416319900147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8436219416319900147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8436219416319900147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8436219416319900147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-try-to-discover-little-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-4697960736740281032</id><published>2007-11-21T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T09:03:04.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is this song nice? does it suit my blog's theme? haha retro right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. eddie said 'anna your blog is a bit dead ar.' so here i am, new entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'winter league... to join or not to join?' frankly speaking, i'm not a good player. i cant defend well for i'm scared that i may have a collision. yeah i still rmb that during teengames fennie and some other ppl kept shouting 'anna dont be scared dont be scared' and thats when i managed to break that rj guy's defend and catch the disc. its true that frisbee is my passion but look.. external clubs like freakshow, drats, chuckies and many more are joining the league. wouldnt i drag down the team if i'm not as good as them? omg i think they will be like 'this girl is so noob loh why still want to play frisbee'. aiya i just have no confidence in myself lah. i should be like james, kena tortured by drats and i wonder when will i ever join their trainings. anyway james told me that the buddy system is off. that means i wont get to be in the same team as my friends. well we shall see. haha. serene do you want to join? anyway i managed to learn something from frisbee today. new techniques eh.. dont pray pray horrrrr!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha boyboy is so cuteeeee... he just yawned in front of me. :D hello boyboy your jiejie loves you very very much. dont ever leave me ok? yeah promise ar! haha. :D omg i'm getting so random. haha sorry lah, boyboy is just sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outings to sentosa with my bunch of good friends were fabulous! haha. yeah i'm quite looking forward to this weekend again. frisbee, volleyball and going down to the sea. :D my life will be dull if not for you guys. come on people please clap for them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm trying very hard not to be emo like eddie. anna you got to smile more and stop doubting. there's nth for you to doubt! *slaps anna* hello anna have you woke up? please stop thinking.. please. there are much more impt things for you to think like frisbee, studies, boyboy and thinking of stupid dresses for roshini! haha. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you are wondering whats the meaning behind my blog's url. bee refers to frisbee. sand refers to beach ultimate. yeah the rest you can think by yourself. practically, anna is loving beach ultimate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-4697960736740281032?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/4697960736740281032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=4697960736740281032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4697960736740281032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4697960736740281032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-this-song-nice-does-it-suit-my-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-2855564918148209621</id><published>2007-10-24T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:01:25.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday&lt;br /&gt;24 oct 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to doubt&lt;br /&gt;as if he had said something right&lt;br /&gt;do we really have no other choice&lt;br /&gt;but to only quietly obey to let go&lt;br /&gt;what is upsetting is we've made a decision&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;If I must let go to obtainthen why is there a sense of hesitation in my heartseeing you leave, yet I pretend to smile&lt;br /&gt;how much longer must I endure my frailness&lt;br /&gt;If I speak now&lt;br /&gt;How can I persuade you to stay&lt;br /&gt;this line of affection was it destined to only last this long&lt;br /&gt;can't believe we've reached the end&lt;br /&gt;there's no way we could have return to the past&lt;br /&gt;but I still foolishly continue to draw the line of happiness&lt;br /&gt;seeing you going far&lt;br /&gt;I continued to put on the smiling face&lt;br /&gt;How much longer can I endure hiding my pain&lt;br /&gt;when will I wake up&lt;br /&gt;and believe this is all fate&lt;br /&gt;I will give you up soon&lt;br /&gt;I won't say anything&lt;br /&gt;I could only silently accept&lt;br /&gt;let the words remain unsaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is hectic with project work and h1. besides that, my friends are becoming suicidal. what the hell is this? why do they have so many problems?! stop being depressed people. pw and h1 are more impt than your whatever problems. but.. if i'm in their situation, i think the problems will affect me too. haha wth, i'm like slapping myself in the face. thats why i cant really console people. maybe the only person who i can really console is roshini. dont be sad k? anna will give you lots of hugs and kisses. oh maybe no, i dont kiss my friends. nvm, i will get didi to do it on my behalf :D yeah enjoy her kissing k? haha. CHEER UP LAH! you kuku. cheer up! and stop bringing your haha habit in msn. you are confusing me. irony, paradox and contradicting! haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway this whole week is loved. but my small dirty secret was discovered by some people. arghh, damn sad. :( nvm, its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the time will just stop whenever i'm with you but its impossible and we are always so far apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-2855564918148209621?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/2855564918148209621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=2855564918148209621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2855564918148209621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2855564918148209621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/10/thursday-24-oct-07-i-think-im-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7155129067027163936</id><published>2007-10-09T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T06:38:42.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a rejection but a nice more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;we always never fail to cover distances on feet.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm getting fitter each day whenever i meet you.&lt;br /&gt;do you know do you know do you know?&lt;br /&gt;haha. times spent with you were much loved.&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand how much i need you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7155129067027163936?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7155129067027163936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7155129067027163936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7155129067027163936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7155129067027163936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/10/rejection-but-nice-more-than-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7961749689946988598</id><published>2007-07-15T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:24:27.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kim is the reason why i update my blog. haha she can see invisible spiders crawling out of my blog. haha frisbee frisbee frisbee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; dont expect my results to be good. but i did make some improvements for my econs, mgt and chinese. so? my parents are going to kill me anyway because i did badly for overall. :( i bet they will going to monitor me like some crazy fellows. mon, no curfews please, dad, no punishments please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. thurs was filled with coincidence!! haha. i was surprised to see ming ye on that day and i was even surprised to see elizabeth and faizal! ahem, are both of you together? out with it boy and gal!! elizabeth is still the same. tiny weeny little one. haha. can u imagine, she joined dragonboat just to see hunks. 'want muscles but no brain.' quote from faizal. =D what the hell! but she quit it because of the tedious training. now she is complaining of butt pain because of tennis. elizabeth! you should have join frisbee! i want to see you fanning the frisbee again! haha funny gal! faizal, you should get into frisbee too then we can play it together and maybe learn some skills from you. haha! nvm, i can still approach nicholas. FAIZAL IS DESPERATE DESPERATE DESPERATE! haha. his nerdy pic is better than his normal look. send it to me so i can help you with some match making session! haha. well, it will be better if azimah is working on that day because we met each other outside that restaurant! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my dp? get that bear shin kun is holding for me!! please, i will love that person who gets that bear for me! anyway shin kun is tanned! haha. i still cant forget that day when yvonne and i had a small debate abt shin kun and lu kun. that watson gal was being dragged in too. guess what, she stood by yvonne's stand. wth. nvm. i still prefer shin kun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most, was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watchin you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing, what could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seein that lovin you&lt;br /&gt;Is what i was tryin to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget forget forget. forget what you had done during the june holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7961749689946988598?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7961749689946988598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7961749689946988598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7961749689946988598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7961749689946988598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/07/kim-is-reason-why-i-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7988667413461744172</id><published>2007-07-05T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T03:33:42.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>05 July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to doubt my feelings for that person. haha i dont even know why. i've dropped so many hints but you still cant get it. i'm giving up but not totally. but now, after today's incident, my perspective changed. its scary to fall for someone who you dont even know. yeah we did msg and chat with each other, but i have yet to know what kind of person are you. so what should i do? i'm freaking lost. should i just give up or continue? i'm not sad or whatever, i am freaking out. this thing is scary. i mean that person who i fall for is scary. can u please unmask urself?? should i get to know you better or should i stop carrying hopes and give up? haha. given this situation, second choice will be the best. so yeah, banana you can do this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough of that. haha. i'm fine. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roshini, ur boobs will grow, i swear but i dont want to bet. if its in the gene, then too bad. LOL! ya. on tuesday, roshini and i went out. guess what, we were on a quest of searching the most saggiest boobs. haha. and we saw one! i cant rmb her appearance but she definitely has it. *evil grins. haha. hey i am not a pervert! anyway, on that day, we started our very own expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school -&gt; westmall -&gt; far east -&gt; bugis -&gt; suntec city -&gt; esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain this. we went to westmall with fennie to have our lunch when we were not even hungry. haha. after that, fennie left and both of us went to far east to buy something. mrt to bugis. then we walked from bugis to suntec and to esplanade. haha. we dominated the last basement of esplanade. people looked at us as though we are lost kids. haha. or maybe not, coz we were in our school u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene, su jeng and blah blah.... i am so touched. nu rens, i love you guys so much and apparently i am deprived from all ur love and concerns. lets meet up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7988667413461744172?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7988667413461744172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7988667413461744172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7988667413461744172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7988667413461744172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/07/05-july-2007-i-used-to-doubt-my.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6911338229979626</id><published>2007-06-18T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:50:24.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18th June 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day wasnt productive at all. i thought of using this day to study the marketing section but i didnt. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept for 13 hrs today, from 1 am ytd and woke up at 2 pm today. i felt like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;ate my lunch and slacked till 4 plus pm. finally i did something. i cycled from sembawang to woodlands industrial park and backed again. woah. cool right?? and those paths which i took were isolated as its not ideal to walk/jog/stroll on it. haha. its so cool to cycle alone listening to emo songs or rather rock songs. i love to cycle alone! but i have been wanting to cycle to jalan kayu. who is going to accompany me there? the roads are rather creepy. haha. since i injured my shin, cycling will be the most ideal sport. i can run, but once i stop running, the pain will be backed. and imagine me running for the whole day.. haha.. cant make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night? haha. i did something too. ate my dinner and talked on the phone after that. this was how i spent my day today. i should have go for frisbee instead but i dislike some ppl over there. so... ya. just dont like to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 9 plus, my internet connection was down. but i still can sign in to msn and chat as usual. weird huh? haha. and guess what, that bothered my dad a lot. he used all means and ways to figure out the problem when everything can be solved by pressing the reset button of the router. haha. dumb right? oh no, i'm not saying that he is dumb, erm.. just an expression. and no way can he be dumb. come on, he is my dad! if he is one, what abt me? haha. dumb daughter. no no. haha. but no matter what, i will still love him. he is the best dad i ever had. erm..wait.. no, besides him i dont need any other dad. haha. whatever lah anna. he is the best parent in the world. fatherly love cant be expressed and same goes for me. its hard to express my love towards him. dad, i will work hard. i will, but u got to push me. =D i cant work without a driving force. ya. so push me yeah? love you! happy fathers' day!! smile always. i love to see you smile. it melts my heart. haha. ok. is it getting mushy over here? hey thats not a big deal ok! i am showing my love towards my dad, not to some other kind of ppl. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. roshini, dont ever say that you are a bitch. if you are one, it makes me one too. if you are a slut, it makes me a slug. so dont. we think alike.. erm.. i mean in terms of situation we are alike. so ya. dont ever think of jumping off the building, coz i will be alone in this world. i still need you, my stadium partner. you are the only person who can give me advices and make me happy for a few secs by saying i think yaya whatever you. haha. do u get what i mean? i cant live without you gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, why am i still doing down here? its 2.36am now!! ahh!! omg! i need to wake up 5 hrs later. arghh.. how am i going to study later? all my concentration will be gone. anna studying? haha what kind of joke is this? ok. my butt needs to have some rest now. its hurts after the cycling. the road was bumpy and the seat was hard. its time to change my bike seat. =D bye people. i'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6911338229979626?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6911338229979626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6911338229979626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6911338229979626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6911338229979626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/06/18th-june-2007-my-day-wasnt-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8129062452335209210</id><published>2007-06-16T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T09:31:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much for a symphony band. erm.. a video game symphony concert. the super marios bros part was entertaining but for the rest, it werent. it should be entertaining for those music and video games lovers, but definitely not for someone like me. i did play PC games but they didnt show those games in the concert. so ya, its not my fault that i didnt enjoy it. the last few parts certainly bore me off and it made me restless. and and...there wasnt any reception in there! they blocked it off! humpf. so basically, i was stuck there for 2 hrs surviving without sms-ings, food and toilet. nevermind. its  over. yeah OVER! i rather watch forbidden city rather than that. but i have to admit that the music scores were pleasing to my ears but not my mind. haha what am i trying to say? is this confusing? i am confused now. whatever. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fennie won me in pool. i didnt know that it was energy draining. haha. i finshed the carl's jr burger all by myself. haha its big and expensive!!! eh.. i wanna play pool and that street basket ball again. i was amazed by this guy who played the crazy taxi. he ride 180 customers and earned 72 thousand plus. its was crazy plus madness. i cant even reach that kind of score, not to mention 180 customers! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GABRIEL HO!!!!!!! will you be coming to school on mon?? if u are, i will be in the canteen, waiting for u with a can of pesticide. haha. i'm not scare of ur floorball stick. pesticide is more power. :)) see you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8129062452335209210?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8129062452335209210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8129062452335209210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8129062452335209210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8129062452335209210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-much-for-symphony-band.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-126741135435533442</id><published>2007-06-13T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:18:24.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dumb!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've dropped so many hints!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arggghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why??&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/8988757-126741135435533442?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/126741135435533442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=126741135435533442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/126741135435533442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/126741135435533442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/06/dumb-ive-dropped-so-many-hints-arggghh.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-5113010143767091811</id><published>2007-06-12T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:20:39.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to be loved, but you don't seem to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wander within that repetition&lt;br /&gt;I found one answer; that even if I'm scared, even if I'm hurt&lt;br /&gt;I can say "I love you" to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? Or not love me?&lt;br /&gt;As for things like that, it's already fine either way&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I wish&lt;br /&gt;There are many unchangeable things in this world, right?&lt;br /&gt;That's right, and because only the fact of my loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is the truth unchangeable by anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to overcome the thousands of nights and tell it to you&lt;br /&gt;There's something that I must tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved, but you don't seem to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wander within that repetition&lt;br /&gt;I found one answer; that even if I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm hurt, I can say "I love you" to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;It's scary to turn my feelings into words&lt;br /&gt;But I can say "I love you" to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this broad world, I can't express the joy of encountering you with words&lt;br /&gt;So we smile, sing about the vividly passing autumn in do-re-mi&lt;br /&gt;Turn our backs on winter, wait for the sunlight streaming through trees in spring&lt;br /&gt;And become reborn anew, so that we can protect someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the path we came from and our destination, when we looked back, I'd always have timid eyes&lt;br /&gt;I want to face you, but I can't be honest&lt;br /&gt;I, who repeated days of not being able to straight forwardly love my partner&lt;br /&gt;And hated being alone on that day&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to love people while unwounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll overcome the thousands of nights and go meet you now&lt;br /&gt;There is something that I must tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved, but you don't seem to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wander within that repetitionI found one answer; that even if I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm hurt, I can say "I love you" to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;Even if those thoughts aren't fulfilled, I can say "I love you" to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful thing in this world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-5113010143767091811?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/5113010143767091811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=5113010143767091811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5113010143767091811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5113010143767091811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-to-be-loved-but-you-dont-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-3811907890051595515</id><published>2007-06-12T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:20:13.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12th June 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats the use of us being the plate champion? the attendance sucks. and ive failed as a captain terribly. this captain in some school can turn a team of unexperienced players into some professional players. not really professionals but some good players. i dont think he relied on some professional players to help him. look at me, i still need ming jie there. if he is not there, i will be at loss. i dont know how to control them. i dont know whats the best way to improve their throwings, stamina and bonding. maybe thru some friendly competition. but look at the attendance. it is not even enough to form 1 team. nvm, enough of this. and i just want to thank mingjie and james for enduring my dont know - ness. i think i have asked a lot of qns. :) you guys rock! and i did pay attention ok! its just that i am confused! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene i know that u missed me a lot, but dont be that emotional ok? we bitched,we criticized, we laughed. thats the reason why i love to hang out with u guys. clique we shall be again. i love you i love you i love you and i miss you guys dearly. my life in MI is BORING! no excitment at all without u guys here. frisbee and st john bonded us together. frisbee was our interest. st john was ... haha.. u know u know. well, it did bring back some good memories right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand. i dun understand. why? why are you so dumb? i think i am a bitch, a slut. its only one mths and a few weeks after our break up and i fell for another person. shouldnt i be weeping now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-3811907890051595515?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/3811907890051595515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=3811907890051595515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/3811907890051595515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/3811907890051595515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/06/12th-june-2007-so-whats-use-of-us-being.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-1630794717875644061</id><published>2007-06-07T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:54:36.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT THE 3RD PLACING!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHHHHHHH...................!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frisbee frisbee here i come!!!!. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;my stamina is still not there yet. by the time we played a crucial match against ceteris paribus, i was very tired. i cant catch properly at all. argghh..... time to work on my stamina in the dark. i'm not going out when the sun is hanging around. i'm too tanned. dont want to die of young age due to skin cancer. oh my god, i'm not getting that, am i? nono. james i'm proud of you today! you managed to chill out. thats good. =D&lt;br /&gt;now we can show off to some ppl with our gold and heavy MEDALS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxin!! we are the plates champion!. overall position is 3rd! cheers for the team. and cheers for you too. i knew that you were praying for us in australia. on behalf of the whole team, i thank you for that. come back soon k? i want my present which is 48 kg heavy and 160 cm tall. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-1630794717875644061?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/1630794717875644061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=1630794717875644061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1630794717875644061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1630794717875644061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg-we-got-3rd-placing-aaahhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7462270839729877116</id><published>2007-06-07T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:19:43.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;3&lt;3 the msg is sweet! i'm keeping it anyway. =D&lt;br /&gt;i'm reaching my fatigue level but i'm determined to stay on. i have to believe in team work, right fennie? lol. wish me and my members all the best for tmr's match. =D&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a sinner anymore! roshini, i'm happy for that reason!! go out with me one day ok? i miss you a lot, my stadium cum lesbian partner!! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7462270839729877116?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7462270839729877116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7462270839729877116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7462270839729877116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7462270839729877116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/07/33-msg-is-sweet-im-keeping-it-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-2979389577371466487</id><published>2007-05-31T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:08:09.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31th May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no cam-whoring today.&lt;br /&gt;no seeing of my crush.&lt;br /&gt;no entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;no frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;no mud on me.&lt;br /&gt;no layout.&lt;br /&gt;no forehand.&lt;br /&gt;no backhand.&lt;br /&gt;no long D.&lt;br /&gt;no tapping down of disc.&lt;br /&gt;no cycling.&lt;br /&gt;no listening of mp3.&lt;br /&gt;no no no NO... i am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rrahhhhhh....... i hate the weather. strike me down!!!! i am going to rot at home. read, sleep and eat. sign. my life is just so montonous. come on anna, get some life now! throw the frisbee out of your window! LOL. ahh.. whatever. i have no mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been drinking milk for days. haha.milk addict??. arh yes!! haha. but i am sick of banana milk now. eeee...yucks. cant imagine me drinking it for days. haha. all thanks to roy. i thought i told you that i want MILK?? it doesnt mean that my name is anna so you can buy banana milk for me ok! and and, i dont want such a big packet one!! stop it!!.. maybe i shouldnt grumble this much. if shuyun reads this, she is going to kill me. anyway, both of them are such a lovely couple. they went to cut their hair in the wee hour yesterday. aren't they weird? erm.. and shuyun, please dont give me that weird face, we are not together. i am innocent!!! =D and james... i dont want to be call xian jiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i am becoming more and more sensitive to my ex's name and army. hey! you are not going to turn back, arent you? hai, i hope not. i am trying very hard not to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate to stay at home. coz my mum will really blast the radio real loud. no peace for me. i am so stuck in a noisy environment. ): nvm, i will also blast my speaker out loud. lets see who will win this competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-2979389577371466487?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/2979389577371466487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=2979389577371466487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2979389577371466487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2979389577371466487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/31th-may-2007-no-cam-whoring-today.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-4532786167326390308</id><published>2007-05-30T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:43:24.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, 30th may 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did something amazing today! i went back to school for frisbee training for consecutive 5 hrs. haha. we are so burnt now. fennie looks like a baboon, haha she kept on insisting that she looks like a pighead. weirdo. haha. james and eddie... hmm.. they are on the way of becoming one too. LOL. as for me, i am immune to the sun ray, so my skin will only get tanner each time i go under the sun. haha. i dont need to go for any kayaking to get my skin darker. by playing frisbee, the job will be done. =D anyway we will be playing frisbee in bishan park tmr. interested parties, do come down. it will be from 3 to 6. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner, the 4 of us went wandering around westmall aimlessly. haha. james was amazed that i actually play computer games. haha. whats wrong with me playing such games? LOL.  fennie was the first to go home so she can finish all her homework and watch some korean drama which i am so uninterested in. hardworking arh? unlike me, still indulge in my own world. i dont think i can catch up with her. sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got sick of westmall and decided to take the train to nowhere for fun. haha. nah. our aim was to go to marina bay and bounce back to bukit batok. but james's craving for milk spolit the whole journey. we alighted in jurong east and started loitering. our legs cant withstand the walking and it eventually led us to this neoprint shop where we took wonderful neoprints for FREE!! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some random pictures which i took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070402844947118994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl2whfkz-5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XTIDePoCBl0/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in the library's mirror.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070404502804495266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl2yB_kz-6I/AAAAAAAAABg/9d95a9hvINI/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and now with fennie in! haha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070407011065396146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl20T_kz-7I/AAAAAAAAABo/pHHipJ7jsgg/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;james, eddie and me in one of the neoprint machine. we took this for FREE!! lol&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070408003202841538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl21Nvkz-8I/AAAAAAAAABw/SNZTnExH29M/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; THE THREE HEADED MONSTER!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409111304403922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl22OPkz-9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/e09gp5hSOUU/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie eddie.. here we COME!! rahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409897283419106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl227_kz--I/AAAAAAAAACA/Eat_7u18zlo/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;trying to be emo? haha. FAT HOPE!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070410631722826738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl23mvkz-_I/AAAAAAAAACI/inAbd2loXuU/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james's sinister crminal pic.. he looks like a venom sticking his tongue out! LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070411048334654466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl23-_kz_AI/AAAAAAAAACQ/etQr-n7b1DY/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie's criminal pic. lol. look what he is holding!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070411903033146386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl24wvkz_BI/AAAAAAAAACY/oF4IS_Amrxk/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this is mine! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070412113486543906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl248_kz_CI/AAAAAAAAACg/8qrxDluJDBE/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the combined pic! nice right? LOL. the good old days. haha. i think we can advertise for the NKF donation call line. haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070413316077386802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl26C_kz_DI/AAAAAAAAACo/aJEml57xatI/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the last pic of the day. ojisan and oneisan. LOL. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will rmb this day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day where i laughed my whole heart out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day where 3 idiots made use of one pathetic $10 neoprint machine for FREE. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day which i saw my crush sitting down there doing nth. haha. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life is great with you.. woohoo..!! haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I'm open, you're closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Light up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I somehow find, you and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hopefully tmr's frisbee session wont turn out to be so violent. i dont want to have another collision. haha. i am so scare of frisbee now. lol. anyway can some females accompany me there? erm.. i mean accompany me to shower. i dont want to bath alone, because bernadette, sokleng and fennie are not going. so please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now i know that i suck in frisbee. whenever i threw forehand, i will forget how to throw backhand STRAIGHT. whenever i threw backhand, i will forget how to throw forehand TOTALLY. whenever i did short d, i will forget how to throw long d. anna please get this into your coconut head, YOU NEED TO PRACTICE MORE! haha. so handsome, have a little.. patience.. erm.. i want to layout. james...!! are you willing to give me that chance? pass all your courage to me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;looking at the way i eat, i think i am going to grow fat soon. it seems like i am having supper almost every weekends and now supper in the weekdays with ojisan. awww.... i have to curb all my temptations now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wherever the frisbee goes, i will disregard the pain in my shin, use all my might and catch it. but my stamina is not there. oh well, this means that i have to go now. need to wake up early and jog.  maybe i should force myself now. my dear bed is calling. bye. i am on the path of becoming a long-winded old hag. look at this entry!!. its so long!. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-4532786167326390308?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/4532786167326390308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=4532786167326390308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4532786167326390308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4532786167326390308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-30th-may-2007-i-did-something.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rl2whfkz-5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XTIDePoCBl0/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-5960839693891226134</id><published>2007-05-30T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:42:10.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is my life scripted down?&lt;br /&gt;Should it be, then is falling for you part of the plan?&lt;br /&gt;if not, then should i change the way things were?&lt;br /&gt;for nobody can change the person i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so lost in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-5960839693891226134?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/5960839693891226134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=5960839693891226134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5960839693891226134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5960839693891226134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-my-life-scripted-down-should-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-232785055940485896</id><published>2007-05-28T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T10:20:31.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27th may 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dull and tiring day. james and mingjie came over to sengkang to find me. weeeee... lol. nah i asked them to do so coz i wanted to play frisbee after work. but my shin played me out. i cant run and jump properly now. i cant catch any frisbee too. damn sad. what should i do now? my shin seems to be getting out of hand. ahhh.. i cant afford to lose its support bfore the competition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James took some random pics during frisbee ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069286415443163986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rlm5Ivkz-1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/IUHh1RRPoDw/s320/bags.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BAGS...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069286759040547682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rlm5cvkz-2I/AAAAAAAAABA/2kSbWiiaJXQ/s320/behind+that+bag..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;red shirt, red bag. i'm obsessed with RED! haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069287880027011954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rlm6d_kz-3I/AAAAAAAAABI/pAv-Hj7k-3w/s320/gayboy..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*tada... my OJISAN!! HELLO!! (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069289370380663682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rlm70vkz-4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/lffFU2AXlBI/s320/james,me,mj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OJISAN, ME, YANDAO. LOL. i look so ugly inside.. T.T &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My frisbee mates. *hugs*they always make my day without fail.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss my ec. hope you are doing fine. =)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need my bed now. bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-232785055940485896?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/232785055940485896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=232785055940485896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/232785055940485896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/232785055940485896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/27th-may-2007-dull-and-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rlm5Ivkz-1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/IUHh1RRPoDw/s72-c/bags.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-9065980936531592860</id><published>2007-05-25T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:18:49.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25th May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! ONE BIG PAU JUST POPPED OUT FROM MY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james and i ran in full speed, chasing for one frisbee. and guess what, we collided with each other. haha. the impact was tremendous. we fell at the same time and i hurled on the ground, grasping for air. i couldn't really breathe at that point of time. but after a few minutes, i was back to normal. frisbee was so damn violent. and i also feel on my butt today.  now the right side of my face is swollen. haha. nevermind, my passion for frisbee is still there. i love it so much!!! =)) my morale is going up now, as i can throw long d now. dont ask me to stop now. my thirst for long d and throwing is there. i just cant stop. please, shin, dont give up on me. i need you to jump real high. now i cant even do a simple defence. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i just stereotyping?? all just because of that idiotic bitch? maybe i should just quit my thinking. after all there are still some good ppl inside that grp. ppl like this gal who asked abt my injuries. thank u. you are such a nice gal. but i just cant recall who you are now. i'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Gina, i am so sorry for what i have said today. i shouldnt have go against you. its not ur fault at all. i should not let my anger clouds over you. i'm sorry for putting you in such position. and ya, be strong ok? i didnt even cry when i collided with james. so be strong ok? you are an adult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! i finally see who is wai ling already!! haha. she doesn't look like me lah. please, stop taking picture of us. arghh...&lt;br /&gt; today, last day of school. supposingly, i should be happy but i'm not really that excited abt it. because i cant see my crush at all. T.T i miss you, my blue.&lt;br /&gt;hey james, i am really sorry that i knocked into you. i shouldn't have go and catch that frisbee in the first place. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from a session of frisbee with yandao, mingjie and james didi. what we did were basically some back hand and forehand throwings. i think i am still lag behind. they have already perfectionalised their forehand and i just managed to throw long d. arghh.. i am such a slow learner. nonetheless, both of them managed to lighten me up. the constellation was amazingly beautiful. the wonder of the universe. haha. how i wish that i could watch it with the person i like so much. but, it is all so impossible.oh well, anna can you stop get over it? anyway CHEERS for 'yandao' and didi!! treat you guys bubble tea next time. not rockery one ok..!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i am feeling a bit giddy now. guess i used up too much energy in throwing frisbee. my body is demanding for a rest now. hope that my swollen part wont become blue-black. james and mingjie, i'm sorry that i couldn't go to the pick up with you guys. i will make it up to u soon ok? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i can see u in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;i treasured that very book, that very page, very much.&lt;br /&gt;1st day of not seeing you and i already miss you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anyone out there who can help me to get out of this mess? i'm so stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-9065980936531592860?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/9065980936531592860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=9065980936531592860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/9065980936531592860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/9065980936531592860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/highlight-of-day-wah-one-big-pau-just.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7130525152759065638</id><published>2007-05-24T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T04:52:49.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no school for me today, which means, no sseing of my ec today. but i don't even care a shyt. i actually feel so great. haha. i'm weird? yeah. shin splint? its not really a big deal. after all, i still can run and jump as normal, so... it is not so serious at all. haha. yesterday i was quite piss off by so many things. my anger just accumulate and those ppl were my last straw. i dont want to mention what happened, but after kim told me abt it, woah, i feel so ELATED!! haha. yeah. peace to me! haha. anyway, i managed to let out 1/3 of my anger on frisbee. i threw long D for three times which i thought were impossible!! haha. luck disgusied in misfortune? haha. i guess so. ya, so try to agitate me more. you are actually helping me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today i have decided not to care so much anymore. want to leave early or whatever.. just let it be. i'll just concentrate on my own skills. :)) because of frisbee, i've changed into a very hot-headed person who always use vulgar words when possible. haha. i am trying hard to change now because frisbee doesn't allow this. i admired other grp so much that i tried to mould them into that way. but ppl seem to be stuck in their own ways. so well, i rather push myself than them. now then i understand why my teacher said don't ever go into a business with your friends. if i can transfer so of my passion towards frisbee to study, everything will be well-balanced. i am trying very hard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers for roshini, james and kim. sorry that i made you all to take all of my shyt. but now i wont grumble anymore because i have went through that stage. think twice before you want to grumble because you will know how it feels if you lead next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIM!! i feel so great when u told me all those stuff!! i'm so happy so happy.&lt;br /&gt;JAMES [MY OJISAN!!], thanks for talking to me yesterday. sorry that you have to take all my complaints. but i will try very hard now, not to complain that much ok? haha.&lt;br /&gt;ROSHINI! my greatest love of all. i love you so much! dont think too much ok? i am willing to be your punching bag if you need one. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7130525152759065638?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7130525152759065638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7130525152759065638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7130525152759065638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7130525152759065638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-school-for-me-today-which-means-no.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6066305541877907964</id><published>2007-05-23T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:55:49.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roshini and james, thanks for taking my shyt ytd. i am relieve a bit after talking to both of  you. haha i'm so sorry that i made roshini stay i late for me just to talk haha. but iguess you must have enjoy the wonderful conversation right? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6066305541877907964?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6066305541877907964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6066305541877907964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6066305541877907964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6066305541877907964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/roshini-and-james-thanks-for-taking-my.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8152864385423908278</id><published>2007-05-22T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T06:22:58.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>irp.. Irp..IRp..IRP!!!!! I HATE IRPs. i don't understand why must we do it? i know that it is for our own good. BUt what is the use when i just do it blindly, rushing thru the deadline? doesn't this defeat the purpose?? oh well, what can i do? just endure and finish the whole IRP, anna... do this for the sake of your crush okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thumbs up for ming jie! woohoo. today is the first time i actually felt that the training is fruitful. haha. yeah. so mingjie, be our coach ok?? 0.0 ----&gt;&gt;&gt; ur reaction. my reply ---&gt;&gt; =D  haha. i want to play frisbee again!!! i have so much energy to spare for frisbee but not for IRP and econs. haha. so ironic right? it doesn't matter because i prefer sports to studies. haha. CHEERS FOR MINGJIE!!! haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, roshini is back in one piece!! yeah, my stadium 'lover' partner. yeah? oklah. its me, only me. i am the only one who likes to spend my breaks in the stadium. haha. and because of that, i have been suffering from some idiotic stomachache. oh well, i think it is worth the sacrifice =)  it has been 1 and half month and i am still liking you. when will this ever stop? i know either sonner or later, but when??? i cant continue to be like this because i will be farking emo in the june holiday. =( will there be anyone to cheer me up at that time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8152864385423908278?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8152864385423908278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8152864385423908278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8152864385423908278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8152864385423908278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/irp.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-5699672996939969357</id><published>2007-05-21T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T15:30:57.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21th May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you is blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;and part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't this sweet? haha. i enjoyed being a sinner. yay! but i'm sad now. because my girlfriend is sad. dont think about it anymore. don't ignore me. i swear that i will cry in front of me if you do.&lt;br /&gt;and i am crying now. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a sinner. haha. yes.. sin sin sin..!! haha. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-5699672996939969357?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/5699672996939969357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=5699672996939969357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5699672996939969357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5699672996939969357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-my-love-for-you-is-blind-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8237108574320655780</id><published>2007-05-20T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T21:25:49.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20th May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a real big SIN to fall for my ec.&lt;br /&gt;awwww........... James! i want to throw frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;Roshini, i'm back to the emo world again. be with me, we look like a couple together! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss ______________________!!!! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8237108574320655780?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8237108574320655780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8237108574320655780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8237108574320655780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8237108574320655780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/20th-may-2007-it-is-real-big-sin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-2374061034942780433</id><published>2007-05-20T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:02:30.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20th May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what was i thinking yesterday. i wasn't having fun in the sports day, in fact most of the time my eyes followed wherever my ec goes. i felt so sick in my mind. i didn't know what happened to me. i didn't eat my dinner at all and surprisingly i didn't get any stomachache. the more i look at my ec, the more i want to play frisbee and run. but apparently  i cant, coz my right leg is giving me problems. the worst thing was, i do not even know what caused this problem. haha. sokleng suggested that i should go and try hot milk. ya maybe i should. thanks for the idea dudette! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i spent my whole day today, emo - ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 plus - 12 plus : i went for a jog.&lt;br /&gt;1 - 3 plus : i watched the legend of the condor heroes.&lt;br /&gt;3 plus - 5 plus : i went to orchard wearing my sports apparel. i think those people must have think that i was a dumb shyt. coz who would wear sports apparel to orchard? haha. and ya, even my colleague was shocked to see me dressed up that way. but i don't give a damn. because i wasn't in the mood to do so. haha&lt;br /&gt;5 plus - 6 plus : i went to throw throw frisbee with mingjie and my best pal, JAMES! haha. ok. their throwings were hard to catch. and i started to get so demoralise that i spent half of my time sitting instead of playing. the best thing was, i am the one who asked james out to play frisbee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;6 plus - 9 : eat dinner and watch my show.&lt;br /&gt;9 plus - 10 plus : i asked james out to play frisbee again. oh well, this time was better. i knew what is my problem in throwings now. haha. thanks for your advise dude! actually i can enjoy the passing but my right leg gave it away. this was the first time i faced such problem. i couldn't even walk properly at that time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am still thinking of whether to run tmr. hmmm.... ahhhh... i hate my right leg so much that i feel like amputate it.  haha. anna, don't be such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.......... i am feeling very random now. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-2374061034942780433?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/2374061034942780433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=2374061034942780433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2374061034942780433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/2374061034942780433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/20th-may-2007-i-dont-know-what-was-i.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-117140742737812712</id><published>2007-05-17T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T05:46:53.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Elated is when i get to see my ec.&lt;br /&gt;Psycho is when i am so crazy over my ec.&lt;br /&gt;Madness is when i yearn for someone who is so impossible to get.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy is when i always think about my ec. Just a small action can cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;Insane is when i kept on thinking abt my ec at every second and every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Sad is when people do not understand the situation i am in now.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed is when i hated myself for grumbling so much that i do not understand how the other party feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that can describe the way i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.... i have a great time playing badminton with kim, roshini and james today. it has been a long time since i played it. woohoo. ahh.. i made a right choice today, staying for frisbee. haha. because.............my ec was there. yeah. aww..... i like my eye candy for one month already. one month of sweet sweet memories which i cannot forget. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and roshini, we must be happy for we are 'happy' people. but i still understand because i'm sad right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117140742737812712?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117140742737812712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117140742737812712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117140742737812712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117140742737812712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-117140743269540336</id><published>2007-05-15T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T03:11:34.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is all about complaining my own life. grumbling how sucks my life can be. yeah. and it sucks like hell. i need someone to tell me the 'wonderful' side of it if not, i will still carry this perspective through my whole entire Millennia time. haha. i need my motivation but that person isn't always there. arghh.. but nvm, yesterday can be considered as the bestest day of my whole entire 17 years of life. what happened? erm.. my eye candy smiled at me. woohoo!! and it was not those normal smile, it was... don't bother, because i am the only one who can interpret that smile of my eye candy. HAHA. just joking. roshini, stop saying that i am crazy. because i already am. and i don't think i can ever forget this wonderful period. weeee........ but my eye candy is so near yet so far. it has been 1 month. =D i just simply love my eye candy to death!!! NOOOOoooooooooOOOO i am not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roshini! you better get your motivation back soon, if not i am going to kill you!&lt;br /&gt;GP exam, this friday and i havn't prepare anything yet. i am so so dead.&lt;br /&gt;to my eye candy, i yearn for ur smiles, so...... haha.... cheer me up coz you just simply make my day. my sweet sweet big eye candy! LOL.. i am so mad... so crazy.. i will never let you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117140743269540336?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117140743269540336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117140743269540336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117140743269540336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117140743269540336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentine-day_13.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-1615236818104010047</id><published>2007-05-13T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T03:38:14.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, 13 MAy 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP exam is next week. GPP is due next week too. My life is just so sucks. I felt like closing down that frisbee club. It is really pathetic. Last friday, only 5 turned up for the training. Some msg me and told me that they can make it but in the end, where did all of you disappeared to? stand in my position and you will know why am i so farked up with all those attendance and attitudes things. Because i am starting to doubt their passion towards frisbee. Some of them just gave me stupid excuses not to turn up. Can't you understand how i feel? Or is it just me? Is it that i set my expectation too high? Oh well. Maybe i am lacked of leadership skill because i fear of losing friendships. that happened way back in st john. what am i going  to do? i am so loss as those people who i thought would help me, gave me more troubles. Arghhh... i am really on the verge of breaking down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... GP exam next week, GPP due next week. Life is so stressful. I don't see the point of having PW. The newpaper reflected on it, and i felt that it was very unfair. My grade will be at stake if i happened to get a teacher who is very unfair which i really really hope not so but .......... Just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am more tanned than last friday. Woohooo and i am happy for that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wish that i am your other half but reality just mould my thinking into a 'no'. when can i ever get you? when? i cant bring myself to forget you because i see you almost everyday. you are my emotion, my motivation and i will be at loss if you are not there. arghh. what should i do? why did i fall for you in the first place? why can't it be other people? tell me why!..! i am suck a freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-1615236818104010047?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/1615236818104010047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=1615236818104010047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1615236818104010047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/1615236818104010047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-13-may-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-5945786131458505073</id><published>2007-05-03T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:44:40.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt cheated by the PI. no one told me that the 20% is shared among three components. PI is only the 6.6666667%. i swear that i will surely bear this grudge for sacrificing my precious time and feelings on it. i was farking stress with it. the need of editing and submitting so many drafts make me feel like a dumbass. when can i ever make this piece a perfect one? fancy working so hard for just 6.66666667%. i am one of those brainless people. but nvm, tmr is the deadline for it. after that i will not need to face this PI anymore!! weeeeeeeeeee..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, i saw ZALINA today in the train! oh my god, i haven't seen this good friend of mine for months. she is so hot hot HOt now.. woooooOOooo. haha. yeah. we can meet up soon and play frisbee. i miss playing frisbee with you guys. miss all ur shoutings and screaming. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. kim.. it is ultimate frisbee, not UFO club. don't make it sounds like we are aliens.&lt;br /&gt;my remedy is my orange, my yellow, or pink. hopefully tmr will turn out to be a better day. *crossed my fingers. i need to quit my obsession. get me a new one, and i will forget the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: is anyone free tmr after 7? i want to hang out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-5945786131458505073?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/5945786131458505073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=5945786131458505073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5945786131458505073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5945786131458505073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-felt-cheated-by-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-944927780615685650</id><published>2007-04-29T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:15:32.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need and i have to blog this down. I'VE FINISHED MY PI, after 3 hrs of struggle including yesterday time being wasted. woohoo!! i am free at last, not tied down by anything more things. but but, that PI is only the 3rd draft. hopefully my teacher-in-charge won't find any fault in it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and today is also the muddiest day of my life. anyone interested in ultimate can come down and train with my team in Bishan park on every Sunday. frankly speaking, after playing with drats, i felt that both my stamina and skills are not there. hmmm.. need to polish it up. and all thanks to kim, i've been FORCED to join the 400m and high jump. i want to cry already. stop putting faith in me, coz I JUST SIMPLY CANT RUN. i might/will screw up the whole run by walking throughout. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics which i took today after training. ENJOY =D&lt;br /&gt;And frisbee peeps please take note that our team name is MUDDY. train hard and play hard ok? =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-944927780615685650?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/944927780615685650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=944927780615685650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/944927780615685650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/944927780615685650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-need-and-i-have-to-blog-this-down.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6431938877993503888</id><published>2007-04-22T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T08:29:10.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afternoon was fun, we went to bishan park and mingle around with the sg ultimate peeps. ermm..not really mingle, my motive is to learn something out of it. the best part was, i didn't bring an extra set of clothes to change. arghhh... i was muddy all over. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272604464041010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rit9JPyeTDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V2c_PhR5p-c/s320/My+dirty+shirt..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok. you can see that's how dirty my shirt is. where ever i go, people are like avoiding me or looking strangely at me, like as if i never bath at all. shoo.. stop giving all kinds of looks. no one went home without being muddy. but james and i were the only one who fell. and i finally fall!! what a long-waited fall! eddie was the one behind my fall, haha. just kidding, i couldn't stop in time, thats why i fell. =D&lt;br /&gt;after frisbee, he got a very nice limited edition shirt done by us. the handprints wasn't by me, it was from someone else, can't really rmb. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273703975668802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rit-JPyeTEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/by0sEAAl65o/s320/Handprint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhh.. thats the master-piece! nice right? LOL. two handprints at the very wrong place. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6431938877993503888?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6431938877993503888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6431938877993503888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6431938877993503888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6431938877993503888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/afternoon-was-fun-we-went-to-bishan.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rit9JPyeTDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V2c_PhR5p-c/s72-c/My+dirty+shirt..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-5212411695269046458</id><published>2007-04-22T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:26:37.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This emptiness is killing me&lt;br /&gt;and I'm wondering why I've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I realise,&lt;br /&gt;it was always there just never spoken&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting here...&lt;br /&gt;been waiting here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aliens just kidnapped me. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-5212411695269046458?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/5212411695269046458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=5212411695269046458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5212411695269046458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5212411695269046458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-emptiness-is-killing-me-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8460134810771814898</id><published>2007-04-21T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:02:43.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from that bloody queensway. i don't understand why people like to demand for more and more money. can't you all just ask the government to print more? erm.. i think maybe not.. later it might lead to inflation. haha. i got study my econs one ok! so? as usual i crashed my econs test today. it sucks. i can't get the calculation right. but i think i calculate something which is similar to fennie's ans, and guess what, i didn't out it down. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just so stressful, i even got so stress up in ultimate, problems problems everywhere. argh.. jus tfeel like shouting out all the angers within me. haha. but, at the last minute, we managed to do one drill which i think majority like it a lot. and yup, that's the drill from the dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the irony part was, today only a few people turn up for training but according to the attendance list, more than 10 people are suppose to turn up for frisbee. arghh.. nvm, lets see how on sunday. gosh.. i've to send out msg to them again. my msg is going to exceed the limit. and after ultimate, i was seen lying around the stadium, msging roshini. haha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055551127267724322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rijs9vyeTCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DpmHwhS9SRo/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats me! it is not obsence right? i guess. lol. anyway, me and james can become the lost and found receptionist. right james? lol. and ya, sokkie and james, i am so grateful to bot of you for accompanying me to queensway and back to home at ard 12. we were all tired, dozed off in the bus and train. thanks god, we made it on time for the last train, if not, we will be stuck in jurong east. no i guess maybe we will walk back to sch and camp there. lol. that's not a bad idea right. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* as for this sunday right, lets meet in bishan mrt station at ard 3.45. don't be late! but i think i will, maybe not. does anyone wants to study before the friendly matches?? hope everything will go well. =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i farking crash by what happened today, but a small little thing managed to cheer me up. !!!! haha. weeeEEeeeeEeeee...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8460134810771814898?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8460134810771814898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8460134810771814898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8460134810771814898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8460134810771814898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-came-back-from-that-bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Rijs9vyeTCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DpmHwhS9SRo/s72-c/Image098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-862782414584371341</id><published>2007-04-14T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:41:04.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so addicted to sudoku now. sudoku = suku. so you can guess how will i react after playing it. but, it kills my brain cells. they are depleting at the rate of sound. shyt. i can't think like any other normal human beings now. and who causes this? jo aunt. hee.&lt;br /&gt;i will be dead tmr. i don't want anyone to be back. so farking stressful. oh no, i am not talking abt my cousin ok!. i miss her so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;roshini, after all those hugs, i'm turning gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-862782414584371341?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/862782414584371341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=862782414584371341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/862782414584371341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/862782414584371341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-so-addicted-to-sudoku-now.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-5093480356190620605</id><published>2007-04-09T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T06:16:28.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accessing the net is so slow now. I guess it might be all the files which are jamming up my computer. Sign, got me so piss off. nevermind, as long as I am able to access the net, my life will be peaceful. Without my computer, life is as well as being dead. =D&lt;br /&gt;Ever since [who knows when] i started to become so stress. stress over work, play, studies and now i have to juggle with a relationship. how i wish i can only choose one of them. What should i do? and today, my whole world crashed on to me when she said that my group have to present the lesson tmr. we can get it done but hopefully we don't crash the lesson. =D stress stress stress!! Can i don't be involve in any relationship first? please.. break up with me...... i know i'm mad but i still got my priority on... so please give me a break!!! Life is so farking stressful...&lt;br /&gt;haha. i am so jealous by the way how people can draw until so nice, especially people like gina. sign. i admire her so much. gina.. teach me how to draw!!! i also want to make my diary looks messy. hee. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-5093480356190620605?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/5093480356190620605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=5093480356190620605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5093480356190620605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/5093480356190620605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/accessing-net-is-so-slow-now.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-4683902549631455118</id><published>2007-04-08T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T02:02:22.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fark. I have no bloody idea why things will turn out to be this way. I just hope that i got a time machine now and turn back the time. Why don't i migrate to LA? haha that will be so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Sign. I don't want anyone to be back. Neither do i want to see anyone at all. What i need now is frisbee, work and study. keep me busy so i won't think of it anymore. Can you just stop msging me? Can you stop bothering me? please..................&lt;br /&gt;Roshini, what if i say that its true? what will you do?? and don't get drunk anymore lah. nonono, next time if you want to drink, call me along ok? lets get drunk together. hah.&lt;br /&gt; haha.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this song is damn nice! hehe. gay band, only gay peeps listen to it. And James is gay - er than me coz he got the whole album! Right JJJJJaaaammmmeeeessss????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..am i very random?? hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-4683902549631455118?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/4683902549631455118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=4683902549631455118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4683902549631455118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/4683902549631455118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/04/fark.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-6881898579465664672</id><published>2007-03-25T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T09:42:14.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will always rmb thursday for all my life. That was the day in which i called Miss Gong as Miss Goon. LOL! The funniest part was i called her two times. OMG! I didn't know what was i thinking at that point of time. Maybe my brain malfunctioned. I don't know. I didn't even think of Shin Kun at all. Please, knock some sense in to me. LOL. But overall, it was hilarious. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was fun! Frisbee wasn't the same as usual. Look at how we defence each other, you will surely burst into laughter. We went to the extent of hugging and pulling each other arms. Haha. What an unusual way of playing frisbee! LOL. But I'm glad that most of us are catching up and i still need to brush up of my defence. It is so horrible! James teach me okay?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, nothing special. I attended the last diploma lesson. Am glad that it is over! But i still need to study for the pathetic exam which the lecturer mentioned that it is not easy to pass thru that paper. Gosh! Wild thoughts are running around my mind. What if i flunk it? I need to waste another $480 to retake the whole module. So anna, please make sure that you don't flunk okay?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, hah, today. Quite a fun day to work in Sengkang! I was playing hangman with the staff. Damn funny lah! But what the hell, the king koil auntie can actually guess correctly. Lets play hangman next time okay? heh.&lt;br /&gt;Roshini, who wants to fight over you? I had enough! You cheated my feelings! Made me cry all night. Play lady!! haha. I think i better go with other girls. LOL!!! Break your legs then you will know my power. =p&lt;br /&gt;Aaaawwwwwhhh, nowadays i am like missing him so much! His name is always on my mind! Why? Why? Do i really like him? I guess so. For every love songs i listened, his name will just appear on my mind. Whatever it is, i guess i will stick with him. I am not sure that whether we will last or not because i don't even know what is my definition of 'last'. Even for my friends around me, they don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to stay'cause i needed&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That i love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And i forgive you&lt;br /&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;So keep breathing'cause i'm not leaving&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far Away - Nickelback.&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks till his arrival. My dearest boo. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-6881898579465664672?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/6881898579465664672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=6881898579465664672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6881898579465664672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/6881898579465664672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-was-fun-frisbee-wasnt-same-as.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-3631607463109501331</id><published>2007-03-22T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:44:58.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nowadays, life is so damn boring. My world only revolves around the net, studies and frisbee. Nothing more. No one to hang out with me, no one to send me home. And anyway, he is out of town, will be coming back on the 15th Apr. I am looking so much forward to it than anyone else, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;The new timetable was out. It is much more better than the previous timetable. However, this time we have to walk to the fixed subject rooms. First day of starting the timetable, mgt wasted almost half an hour because we couldn't unlock the door. In the end, my teacher had to rush thru the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, is my new blogskin nice? and what abouot the song? I think both are much more better than the previous one. hee. I love this blogskin. So vintage.&lt;br /&gt;Now then i realise that without him, my life is so dull. and right now, i am feeling so emotionaless. =X&lt;br /&gt;when can i get my $$$? i need my financial incentive to survive!! ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-3631607463109501331?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/3631607463109501331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=3631607463109501331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/3631607463109501331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/3631607463109501331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/03/nowadays-life-is-so-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-8484228602202348337</id><published>2007-03-17T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T08:10:17.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I am going to declare my love towards my dearest lesbian partner in action, ROSE the SHINI.&lt;br /&gt;ROSHINI, do u know how much i love you? i love u with... guess what.. my whole ass!! yeah! see my unlimited love love towards. too bad you are already married, i dun want to be the third party. why dun u just divorce with her? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!!! muackz muackz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-8484228602202348337?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/8484228602202348337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=8484228602202348337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8484228602202348337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/8484228602202348337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-i-am-going-to-declare-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-7667889233974073508</id><published>2007-03-06T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T08:18:57.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there, guess who's back? Yeah thats me! haha. I know that i ahven't been updating my blog for ages but no worries, i am doing it now. haha. A level is pressurizing. I know that i still have approximately 1 and a half years away from it but i can feel the pressure. Anna, you still have a lot to catch up! WAKE UP! *SLAP* okay. please motivate me! Apparently, Bernadette is only the one who kept on encourage my low motivation level. Haha, maybe she should consider giving me some financial incentives. Hmm.. but its not a good idea because Mayo opposed it. But Herzberg said that it must be there to prevent dissatisfaction. However on its own, it cant increase motivation. Haha. Come on, just be flexible lah. Oh my god! Why am i talking about mgt? haha. shyt it. and oh! a levels student, please do not use the word 'shyt', though i use it frequently, but it shows a lack of vocabs used. This is not from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the frisbee interest club is set up! Congrats! Wwweeeeeee......!! I passed my NAFA too! Everything! haha. Double Happiness! hai shyt. i am getting so random day by day. haha. who cares? =p Anyway, i just finished watching this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038842189891315538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Re2QRle5J1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pwdTHHObGaI/s320/The+Hospital.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038842404639680354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Re2QeFe5J2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/1wjWIxEd2PI/s320/The+Hospital+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HOSPITAL!!! YEAH! ok. I am giving 5 POPCORNS to this show. Its not like those normal typical idol show, though i admit that jerry yan starred in this show. No doubt that i only know him and another actor in the show but i loved this show to the core. Sometimes, it will bore me off and disgust me with the sex scene but overall, i still going to give it 5 popcorns.  Why? Because its meaningful and have an impact on me. it shows exactly how the society works. the conflicts and everything. it is a very intense show. RECOMMEND BY ANNA! haha. =) Don't care abt the actors and actresses, just watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-7667889233974073508?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/7667889233974073508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=7667889233974073508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7667889233974073508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/7667889233974073508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-there-guess-whos-back-yeah-thats-me.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QW60jc1loVs/Re2QRle5J1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pwdTHHObGaI/s72-c/The+Hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-117137872232870537</id><published>2007-02-13T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T06:58:42.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have got my some of my subjects' results back. I did ok for my chinese, fairly well for my maths and horrendous for my GP. haha. Oh god, valentine's day tmr, who is going to be my valentine? haha. Nvm, i still can spend that day with my cute dog. He is CUTE BUT NOT UGLY ok!!!Anyway i think that i got a crush on someone. I told my brother abt it. And he LAUGHED at me! He is so freak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117137872232870537?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117137872232870537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117137872232870537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117137872232870537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117137872232870537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-got-my-some-of-my-subjects.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-117112877165861555</id><published>2007-02-11T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:32:51.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god! i was damn shocked that i need to work till 11 today. From 11am to 11pm! Amazing right? Hah but nevermind. I manage to hit my target today and it was quite a nice one! yeah! But betweeen that, there was some confusion. And because of that, i forgot to REPRINT MY RECEIPT! OMG! It was such an impt stuff and i actually forgotten about it! Aiya i go and eat shyt. I gt so paranoid over it and thos metro staff kept on asking me to calm down and all bullshyt but i just cant! and so, i have to go down tmr again to settle that idiotic receipt. bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117112877165861555?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117112877165861555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117112877165861555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117112877165861555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117112877165861555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-my-god-i-was-damn-shocked-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-117093587526349889</id><published>2007-02-08T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T04:18:55.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm screwed. Totally screwed up!! Its miracle that i'm so worry about the minor common tests. To me, it is like a gauge, to see whether i understand my work but i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP -&gt; sure flunk. especially the AQ part. I hate it the most. Education. I agree with the author's views regarding education. 'It manipulates how a person thinks!' Maybe the school should review on this and put an end to all studies!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese -&gt; The most disappointing paper. It was so difficult!&lt;br /&gt;Econs-&gt; I left the 2 questions on NIA and my definition for PPC is so damn wrong! For your info, i didn't study PPC, scarcity, opportunity costs, choice, blah blah blah. I only studied Income determination and elasticity. I didn't conclude part (a) essay and neither do i finish part b!!!&lt;br /&gt;Management-&gt; I can only describe it in 3 words. Die Die DIE! If there is no case study, i think i should be able to pass. I cant do the case study at all! I have no idea how to answer there and i was so stuck! The worst part was, i spent almost 1 hour doing the first essay.&lt;br /&gt;Maths-&gt; A mixture of easy and difficult. The first few qn were easy, easy, EASY! but the last few qn abt the apllication of integration shocked me. I couldn't do all the part b for the last 3 qn. If the paper is similar to last year's promos paper, then i will be so elated. But it wasn't. Too bad, anna. =(&lt;br /&gt;Accounts -&gt; the last paper of the week which is tmr! Yeah! but i think i am going to flunk it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Baiscally, the morale of the whole thing is, i will flunk almost everything. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad, sad , SAD, saddened by the fact that i will fail! Stop telling me that i think too much. I know myself. I know where i stand. Since i cant handle this common tests, i don't think that i can handle my mid year and promos. fark! I am starting to doubt my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequences of the common tests:&lt;br /&gt;1. paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1 week left to buy new clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that, i am going to town tmr to buy it. Those tops from newurbanmale are so nice. Ya i know that its expensive. but i like it so much! and i just got my $$$ haha. So I CAN BUY!! Stop asking me to save me money. Do u know that if u save a lot, u are not contributing to the economy. So i am just doing a good deed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutter! O' my Cutter, stop saying shin kun as shin GOON. He is not a goon okay! Get it into ur brain! Anyway, i saw a botak guy in Nelly furtado's music video. You SHOULD go and TAKE A LOOK? Yeah? Haha. Who knows? Maybe u will discard Wentworth and go for that guy instead. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, is there anyone who is willing to watch norbit with me?? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't love you but I want to&lt;br /&gt;I just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't see you but I can't move&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away&lt;br /&gt;A nd I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117093587526349889?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117093587526349889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117093587526349889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117093587526349889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117093587526349889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-117033619506328977</id><published>2007-02-01T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:23:15.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i won't forget today, thursday. this is the day which i complete my 2.4km with a very satisfied result. i never stop running! see i am a good runner. pull ups is another item which i am happy with. i actuallly did 17 pull ups when i can only do 8 which is like just pass. haha. amazing right? maybe all those pumpings do really help.&lt;br /&gt;and i will never forget today is because, fennie gave me 3 kisses on my cheeks... sign. i wonder. Didi is so influential that sok leng and fennie are starting to be like her. fennie kissed me. sokleng is so touchy. she even touched me when i sleep. oh gosh! they are becoming so lesbo now.&lt;br /&gt;and that freaking asswhore.. arghh. ok this is the story. gina gave me this postcard full with words and stuff like that lah. i was busy doing my integration so i didn't really bother. but after doing it, i gt curious abt what she wrote inside. so i just take it out to read. and guess what, that bloody ass whore snatched it away from me and read it. i wasn't aware that he was targeting me. T.T and i made an idiot out of myself by shouting out to mr saw telling him that ray took my stuff. i know it is a childish scene but i have to do it in order to stop him from reading it. god. he must have know everything. u be acreful ar. later i expose ur secrets then u know.&lt;br /&gt;a summary of today - a lot of things happened today.&lt;br /&gt;1. while i was running, i saw ms junn walking towards the school gate. i think she was looking at the stadium but she didn't notice me. so sad! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117033619506328977?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117033619506328977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117033619506328977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117033619506328977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117033619506328977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wont-forget-today-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-117000494001952156</id><published>2007-01-29T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T09:27:58.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday was the gathering day. It turned out to be better than i thought, though a lot of them left quite early. Her house is a bit smaller than i though. but who cares? haha. the foods. woah. it were so delicous especially the potato salad. thumbs up up up for it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever take in by rumours. it shape your perception towards that person. He is actually better than what i thought. My bad! i'm sorry! anyway, saturday was a nice day. love it so much. but i suffered from some muscle ache after playing the street basketball game in timezone. i guess  i have no talent in playing it. maybe i should just stick to my frisbee. haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think its time to cut my hair. i hate the back part. have to layer it. and i am still wondering about my fringe. should i cut it? can anyone please give some suggestion? haha&lt;br /&gt;sunday. today! sun plaza was crowded and noisy. i hate the host over there. but i am glad that i wasn't affected by it. haha. guess what, i managed to finish my homework and IRP!  i'm happy for that simple reason. yeah! no more worries. but i am going to receive a new one soon. oh god! i dunwan to do anymore IRP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2647/636/320/750641/825330859l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;06B3, my love. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-117000494001952156?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/117000494001952156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=117000494001952156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117000494001952156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/117000494001952156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday-was-gathering-day.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116983766422479848</id><published>2007-01-27T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T10:54:24.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies and today is Friday. Yeah last day of the week. Tmr, tmr, tmr is what i am looking forward to. Class gathering at mrs koh's house. isn't it cool? roshini too bad for you. ur hopes are dashed. who ask u to be in B2 instead of B3? haha. and rubgy... are you sure? haha.&lt;br /&gt;people please please, you all got to cooperate with me. i know that i am very znxious abt it but i just want to get the proposal done before our common tests so it won't bother us anymore. hopefully, they will accept our proposal. and James, u either be the chairman or the team captain? there is no need for a store manager. it's just frisbee. =D&lt;br /&gt;Boss ar boss ar, maybe u should consider studying MOB. the way u mange ur biz is totally horrible. how are they going to serve ur customers when they dun even have the basic motivation needed? i dun care how perfectionist u are but please give some thoughts to ur staffs. everyone is leaving and u still put on that face. i can't take it. the way u look at us is pressurizing ok. autocratic or democratic? i totally have no idea. i can just say that u dun even know the basic of management! whatever u dun like, u just threw it to the manager and he/she will get it. dun ever start a business without knowing how to manage it. even if ur biz is earning big bucks, it doesn't reflect that u are a wonderful boss. u pass in earning money but u fail in earing respect of ur staffs. i suggest that u go and learn the basic management of biz before continuing of running ur biz. it really sux. u succeed in NOT earning my respect. haha.ok i going to stop saying abt this. it upset me coz i really pity ur suboradinates.&lt;br /&gt;nafa test and common test are near. i'm still not mentally prepared!! ms junn help me in my MOB! and i miss u a lot!! lets talk over lunch again ok? mon? tues? wed? aiya everyday ok? haha. i love u dearly! where's my present? haha.. yeah.. tmr..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116983766422479848?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116983766422479848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116983766422479848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116983766422479848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116983766422479848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-flies-and-today-is-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116965688483731968</id><published>2007-01-25T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T08:41:24.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i suppose to do my homework now but but.... i don't know how to do all those integration questions! No. Actually i know how to do but my answers are all wrong. argh.. where did i go wrong? where? where? and ms junn, why do you always go home so early?&lt;br /&gt;COMMON TESTS ARE APPROACHING! AHHHHHH!!!!! why must it be on the 5th? why why why? i hate it! i hate tests!&lt;br /&gt;anyway i changed my braziliano praia to a smaller size. i'm small ok. haha but but.. the guy in that store is so CUTE!! woohoo..!! haha. cute cute CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;it seems like my blog is so dead. why nobody wants to tag? hello. is there anyone looking at my blog now? yeah :) no :( i guess there is no one. sign. nvm. my blog is so unpopular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116965688483731968?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116965688483731968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116965688483731968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116965688483731968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116965688483731968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116950651234236989</id><published>2007-01-23T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:55:12.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chin loon you are way so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116950651234236989?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116950651234236989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116950651234236989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116950651234236989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116950651234236989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/chin-loon-you-are-way-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116939865451842621</id><published>2007-01-22T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T09:08:56.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CIP day today! i thought that it will be a dull day, but it turned out to be fun. woohoo! haha. and now i have my very own braziliano praia! yeah! but i felt that it's a bit loose. nvm. i dun care. as long as i can walked with it, it will be ok. haha. should i change it? tell me quick!&lt;br /&gt;Those clothes in new urban male are seriously HOT! I WANT TO BUY IT! i'm lovin' it! lol. and that chin loon ar. u are sucha freaky guy. told me things which are ahhh...... freak freak freak. faster get marry lah. then i can get my ang bao! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate! Ultimate! here we come! james has finished the proposal! yeah. he deserve.... da da* a CLAP, for being so hardworking! i'm so sorry that i didn't do much in the proposal! peeps who are interested in joining ultimate please please come and find me coz i am dying of finding ppl to join. i need ppl to form the committee. please do come and join ultimate because.. because ..... it will only do good to u. no harms are involved.&lt;br /&gt;argh... there goes my weekends..... my weekends...!! but i am looking forward to the gathering this sat! yeah yeah! ^^ ULTIMATE ON FRIDAY! COME COME COME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that i am falling into ur traps. just can't stop thinking of you. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116939865451842621?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116939865451842621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116939865451842621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116939865451842621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116939865451842621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/cip-day-today-i-thought-that-it-will.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116929756231979274</id><published>2007-01-20T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:20:17.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freak. chimnology won't get you anywhere and time is a very good example. i can't really understand a thing. god vs science, oh my.. what is it all about? how on earth am i going to do my IRP? argh.. time is seriously running out for me. common test are near and i still yet to prepare for it. thoughts of quitting my current job are running in my mind. can i really cope with it? i don't know. wait till i break down first. haha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;sad things go away, happy things please come. haha. i had a good time playing frisbee with a lot of peeps on thurs and fri. haha. these two sessions totally changed my perspective towards MI students. I thought they have no interest in frisbee. but, omg, i was shocked that a lot of people played it. haha. so guys.. frisbee on every friday ok? haha.&lt;br /&gt;and.. ms junn is back! back in MI! but too bad, she is not teaching any pre u 2 classes. hai. nvm. ms junn.. please send me the photos, please! and ms junn, i didn't know that you can be so crappy! haha. lamer than me. since u always make me so jealous of you, i will not let u off. haha. i will throw you with loads of mgt questions. haha. no going of home so early anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, please tag me. tag me! tag and tag and tag and tag and tag and tag and tag.. JUST TAG PEOPLE.! my blog is so so dead. X))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116929756231979274?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116929756231979274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116929756231979274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116929756231979274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116929756231979274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/freak.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116895644762699050</id><published>2007-01-16T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T06:07:27.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously i don't understand why are there such person studying in MI? OMG! This person is totally a freak. Let me introduce this person to you. He is very ARROGANT, very ACTION and he is a GOOD LIAR! IRRESPONSIBLE and NO INTEGRITY at all!. My impression towards him is so so way bad! and its now going to the worse of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He broke my friend's heart and i can't take the LIES which he claim abt my friend. Hey come on, i have known her for so long, she is not like what you have describe her as.. BASTARD! LIES, LIES and LIES! I HAVE HEARD ENOUGH OF IT! FREAKING ENOUGH! to think that my friend still defence him. I wonder what she looked into him. *faint* So he thinks that everyone will be taken by him? Sorry i'm not. I'm not so dumb enough to take in his LIES and CLAIMS! They are fcuking USELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he owes people money from last year till now. OMG! Do you need such a long time to pay her back? and its such a huge sum! Its her parent's hard earned money you know. You think her parents earn it and ler u spent it? For goodness sake, NO! NO BRAINS, NO INTEGRITY AT ALL. This type of people right still be catergorise under the word 'SLUT'! I know its him, but don't u think that he is acting like a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk this person!. Maybe MI still consider kicking this kind of person off because his existence will tarnish MI's reputation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[If you dare to use ur DIRTY hands to DIRTY my CLEAN bag, you will be dead. Don't mess with me. I am fcuking pissed off by your presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116895644762699050?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116895644762699050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116895644762699050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116895644762699050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116895644762699050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/seriously-i-dont-understand-why-are.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116878724774393880</id><published>2007-01-14T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T07:21:04.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how's my new blog? haha. i feel so sick looking at the same old thing, listening to the same old song. 2007 - a new year, should try out new things right? so how is my blog skin? is it nice? and is the song nice? it should be lah. because I CHOOSE THEM OK! Anyway if u read the words carefully, u will find that this blog is actually based on a theme of snow patrol's chasing cars. haha. so sweets! and i love that song so much! deep voice, slow and lovely, a great combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007. a new year, a new beginning, more homework, and i am just so busy. School ends at 5.45 for monday and thurs. 4.15 for tues. 1.15 for wed and 12.30 for friday. i'm on the brink of being stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to voice out! Why is the canteen's queue always that long?!?! Five minutes later and i am still standing at the same spot, not moving at all! argh.. that makes me so angry &gt;.&lt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, ate my mini lunch in west mall with kim, raynard, roshini and tian shui [ if i'm not wrong.] haha funny guy. He wanted to trick us but in the end, he got himself tricked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn shocked that Akira changed his job to that bed linen. Why do i need to always face him whenever i work at that counter? Since i always tease him, he would always give me a lot of 'presents'. haha. Akira-the tv brand! Overall, he is a irritating freak. While i was standing at my counter, he came and ask me somthing which really prompted me. 'So which type of guy do u like?' haha i never ever think of this question carefully. It will be better if he is rich and handsome but i don't think this will happened to me. Guy which really catch my attention are those who are like paul twohill and shin kun. I prefer guys whose hair are a bit long like paul twohill and shin kun's hair. I think its quite man and cool u see. thats why. and i hate guys who are irritating.. very talkative and whose actions are so damn GAY! I HATE IT! [Kim likes botak guys! haha]&lt;br /&gt;So Akira why are u so shocked abt 'it'? Whats wrong with 'it' uh? I don't usually mingle with guys thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i went out with gab and all to celebrate cte's birthday. Although its not a grand one but i guess he has enjoyed his day with us today. happy birthday TE!!! hee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and azimah and roshini.... see i have do some updating to my blog. and i even change my blogskin and song. all thansk to both of you! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116878724774393880?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116878724774393880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116878724774393880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116878724774393880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116878724774393880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2007/01/hows-my-new-blog-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116625132839446638</id><published>2006-12-16T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:42:08.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god!.. OH MY GOD!! I saw.. i saw.. I SAW... JONATHAN!! Nah, not Jonathan Leong. Just some normal Jonathan. Haha. Its great to see him again! i know him from this advanced NCO camp. Haha. Not bad right? When i first saw him, i feel like hugging him. But cannot lah, we are not that close at all. Haha. I thought i will never see anyone of them again. Haha. Alright, seeing him really lighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your donation thingy, Jon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116625132839446638?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116625132839446638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116625132839446638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116625132839446638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116625132839446638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116612646277686346</id><published>2006-12-15T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T12:01:02.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna apologise to Jian Lin. Sorry that i couldn't make it erm on last tuesday. Sorry sorry. I didn't have the mood to go out at all. That thing made me feel depressed. Ya you are correct, i shouldn't let it affect me but somehow, i just can't control my mood. Life is just too plain. Go out, work, play and watch television. So meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very 'amazing' that yesterday was my first time that i actually sat down and watch the 2 hours amazing race. Haha. Don't say that i'm old fashioned or outdated or whatever. Actually i don't really have a good impression of all these reality shows like survivors becuase its like bad stabbing each other. Friends/couples fall out with each other when they were being eliminated. I beg that u all saw the news in the newspaper. Thats why i don't like it until yesterday. Amazing race is super duper 'amazing'. I actually learn something out of it. All thanks to this couple. because they reached the destination as the last team, all their luggages and money were being taken away. They started another day with $0. But its like miracle that they manage to emerge as the champion of the Amazing race with no money and they have to travel more than 50 miles to another point to get their next clue. I admire their confidence and their persistent spirit or maybe their determination. They never give up any hope when they were the last team. And so, miracle struck them. I guess my prayer also did help them because i hated the other two teams. One was damn ambitous. Being ambitous can give you nothing. Though you may be the one leading but later you will be the one who is falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what i learn:&lt;br /&gt;If you pray for a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;work hard for it,&lt;br /&gt;don't ever give up,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes a little prayer do help,&lt;br /&gt;the key point is DETERMINATION!&lt;br /&gt;If you pray for a miracle without doing anything, just slacking all day long, i can gurantee you that miracle won't happen at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i will stop here. I think i preach too much. Watch Amazing Race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116612646277686346?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116612646277686346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116612646277686346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116612646277686346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116612646277686346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-wanna-apologise-to-jian-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116585185910915567</id><published>2006-12-11T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T07:51:46.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i really wonder, are they always right? Does it pay to be kind? Well, all my questions were answered tonight. Why do they always say that they are right? Because it means that they are not always right. In order to convince them, we have to put up a very good service. So?? Did i manage to put it up right? I'm not sure. Its up to them to decide. But what i'm sure is that, don't ever bother about other stuff when you don't even know what is it all about. Get it? No? Simple. Just don't be as nosey as me. What will you get in the end? One of the 2 Cs? I got it just now. Simple as easy. Just approach him or her without an understanding of the brand and you will get a C. A VERY BIG C. Which sucks to the end of the very core. IT DOESN"T PAY TO BE KIND AT ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give a big hug to Jian Lin and my Dad! Love you two so much! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i ever help them next time? I have got my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those people who got a C before. If your attitude is not fucking bad. Hers's the remedy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being nosey isnt part of your job&lt;br /&gt;but wanting to help ppl is a good thing&lt;br /&gt;and u should continue doing it because its a good thing&lt;br /&gt;dont stop just because some hag was an ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From JianLin...[ i love you bloody so much] muahahaha..!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Get it? Don't be upset? Alright? Lets all cheer to the good staffs!&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Sometimes it does pay to be kind actually. haha. ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116585185910915567?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116585185910915567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116585185910915567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116585185910915567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116585185910915567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-i-really-wonder-are-they.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116526001540552150</id><published>2006-12-05T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:24:39.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 'lengendary' anna took part in a marathon. Why do i put 'lengendary' there? Because the anna who hates running actually took part in some kind marathon, a marathon which is 10Km long! In addition, this marathon is known thruout the whole of Singapore! Haha. The Great Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Proud Because....:&lt;br /&gt;1. I finished this 10Km marathon which is the first marathion i ever participate.&lt;br /&gt;2. I finished it with my Kim and Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm proud of Kim and Yvonne because both of them have HUGE blisters on their feet yet they still completed this run without even giving up.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've got a medal!&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a Adidas 20% discount but i never use it. [Its so dumb because the promotion ended yesterday.]&lt;br /&gt;6. Miss Lim also took part in it! But i never got to see her as she was in the 21km category. [I miss you ms lim!]&lt;br /&gt;7. I got my jacket!&lt;br /&gt;8. Kim got her camera! [ i walked with her all over Sim Lim Square if she didn't get a camera, i'm going to kill her because my body and legs were so so so so damn tired!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I can't think of anything else. I want to join this again next year! Its such a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today with two sore legs. Didn't sleep the night before marathon because... erm.. i'm too hyper? Ya i guess so. Haha. Lucky James was there to entertain me! Thank You! Plus, Thanks for carrying my bag and buying that adidas frisbee for me! It looks wonderful! Thanks for carrying the bags and sorry that i mistook you as my other friend this morning!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i went out with Nick today. Brought him to the Chippy shop to eat fried mars bars and any other stuff which u can think off. Then followed by the movie 'Battle Of The Wits'. This show is damn nice! Six popcorns for it! It was better than what i have expected! Haha. But i wanted to watch the Tenacious D In: The Pick Of Destiny. Unfortunely, its M18!. Damn it. I feel so small. Why can't it be NC16? Why should it be M18? Its not gore and i doubt that there is sexual scenes. Why? Why? Nevermind. Here's a summary of my today! hee. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-6pm - with Nick.&lt;br /&gt;6-7pm - at Far East Plaza eating.&lt;br /&gt;7-8pm - battle of the movies between Sandy, Nick and me.&lt;br /&gt;8-9pm - went back to Far East again to eat.&lt;br /&gt;9-11pm - in the movie hall watching battle of the wits [ all thanks to nick because he likes Andy Lau]&lt;br /&gt;11-12pm - inside the train.&lt;br /&gt;12-1pm - in the coffeeshop having supper [OMG! a fight break out over there!]&lt;br /&gt;1pm-2pm - still in the coffeeshop! -.-!!&lt;br /&gt;2-3pm - Send Sandy back home and herei'm blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great day! Absolutely a great day! Anyway i have to say this. Even though its over by a 3 hours but i just wanna say: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST FRIEND, AMINAH! Hope you have a nice day ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116526001540552150?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116526001540552150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116526001540552150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116526001540552150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116526001540552150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/12/lengendary-anna-took-part-in-marathon.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116499779363649551</id><published>2006-12-02T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T10:32:26.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new MI PE Tee looks awesome. They combined the house tee and PE tee as one! Yeah! It looks great. And guess what 3rd of Nov, we are wearing it! Haha. The day of the marathon and the launching of MI new PE tee!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for the IT test. It totally sucks. Don't ever ask me how i fare! DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;For those people who don't like their dad at all. Think about this. So what makes you think that your dad doesn't play a part in delivering you into this world? He needs to pay the hospital in order to let your mum push you out. Don't ever think that only mothers are noble but father are too. Both are equivalent. Haha. Kim makes me think about this! Yeah! I know its crap, but its true, alright!&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. yesterday i got to know my bloody new pre u 2 class next year. Why? Why? Why do i have to be in the same class with those .......? I want Kim back! I want Roshini back! I want Gabriel back! Can i change my class? Can i? Hope there will be some amendments to the class next year! Hopefully! Pray hard! I BLOODY MISS YOU ALL!! I don't want to be in this class at all!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wish me good luck for the marathon! Thank you. ^^ Kim don't be sad lah. I will miss your bloody craps and your BOTAK guys. Haha KIM LIKES BOTAK GUYS! one hot guy like wentworth. eeeee...what is so good about him?&lt;br /&gt;By the way i hate those bitches who sat at the table next to us. Small kids only. don't act big. You have no right to criticize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116499779363649551?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116499779363649551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116499779363649551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116499779363649551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116499779363649551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-mi-pe-tee-looks-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116482687374439223</id><published>2006-11-30T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:01:13.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'I have no idea what was i thinking at that time, but i am just attracted to you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a real 'good time' chatting kim. Haha, i guess i am lamer than her. Wentworth Miller isn't hot at all ok! Stop crapping. He is uncomparable to my cup of chocolate drink. Haha. Lets work hard for our module ok? And your post kind of piss me off. Change it! If not i am not going to change my msn nick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to the exam.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to the marathon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not mentally prepared yet.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, i didn't sign up for the full marathon.&lt;br /&gt;If not, i won't be here.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i saw Aminah after work. Though i went out with her days ago, but i still miss her.&lt;br /&gt;And Yvonne, pray that i will get my pay on this friday! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116482687374439223?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116482687374439223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116482687374439223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116482687374439223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116482687374439223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-no-idea-what-was-i-thinking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116473318849751777</id><published>2006-11-29T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T08:59:48.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is 28 of nov a doomsday for me?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that i need to work, until my manager called me and ask me to work.&lt;br /&gt;I sent the wrong crappy msg to my manager.&lt;br /&gt;I fear that i piss her off.&lt;br /&gt;Failure of the exam is haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;The shadow of working paranoids me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i hate today, i totally screwed up everything. But i love the stars.&lt;br /&gt;and I LOVE KIM TOO. She saved me. I owe you one. Big one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116473318849751777?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116473318849751777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116473318849751777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116473318849751777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116473318849751777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-28-of-nov-doomsday-for-me-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116461217928194164</id><published>2006-11-27T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:22:59.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Topic of the day: What do i miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the diploma, i miss going to school with claudia. i don't miss sok leng because i always go to school with her WITHOUT FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;I miss 06B4.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the E3s..&lt;br /&gt;I miss kim's lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;I miss roshini's quite-ness&lt;br /&gt;I miss... i miss... i miss working oga. when can i ever go there n work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. Some anonymous peson send me some youtube videos. Hmm. Who is this 'someone'? Hardogei? Haha. I'm in love with hip hop! I wanna learn. But don't think i have the time. haha. Anyway yvonne can u please update ur blog? It already pass two days. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ms junn. You got to teach me! TEACH ME. If you teach me next year, i will.. i will reward u with tempur. ONLY IF YOU TEACH ME! TEACH MY CLASS!! [You know how much tempur cost right, so teach me.... its worth it.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116461217928194164?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116461217928194164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116461217928194164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116461217928194164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116461217928194164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/topic-of-day-what-do-i-miss-after.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116446640408064645</id><published>2006-11-26T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T09:18:13.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ya. James send me a youtube video link yesterday. It's about how to earn lots of money just by saying one sentence. 'i will cut your penis and balls.' and there goes, people extorting other people just by using this dumb method. haha. If this method is really effective, i will be a millionaire now. NO! maybe a ZILLIONAIR! haha. Seriously, mad tv rocks to the core. Love it to max, especially the grey's anatomy. haha. its damn funny! and the video about nelly furtado. oh my god! i simply love it to the max. alright i am going to youtube-whoring now. mad tv.. here i come! haha.&lt;br /&gt;And.. Ms Junn might teach MOB next year! Oh yeah! Ms Junn u better come back! If not.. If not.. If not.. haha.. why should i tell you? fancy went for backpacking without me! What is this? Its ain't fun without me, you know?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116446640408064645?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116446640408064645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116446640408064645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116446640408064645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116446640408064645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116439129719423061</id><published>2006-11-25T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:44:02.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah! i finally survive thru the whole IT stuffs. it kinda bore me off during lesson. its damn dry ok! imagine siting there for 3 hrs listening to RAM, Bits, FTP, screen resolution, blah blah blah. i hate it ok! and what is bits? what is bytes? i totally have no idea at all! its coming out for test for NOT sure. probably! someone please help me with this IT thingy!&lt;br /&gt;well i'm happy that i finally finished that crap project on IT again. hopefully i will pass this module so i won't this freaking IT stuff anymore! so I MUST PASS! haha.&lt;br /&gt; i have collected that race entry package. the sleeveless shirt looks a bit .... light blue with lime green stripes. not that nice! they should have give us the original design which is black with white stripes! argh.. so cheapo! haha. nvm at least i bought my adidas shorts at a discounted rate. yeah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i have no life. to be exact. i have no life after 11pm. nothing to do. boring. BORING! u know ITS BORING! and i wanna watch flushed away! i wan to watch all the cartoons. say that i'm childish. i dun care. i can even admit that i still watch POWER RANGERS! =P&lt;br /&gt;i wan to watch triumph in the air or sky. whatever. i want to watch it NOW! please... give me the money to buy the vcds.. i need to watch it badly! mad tv is just a subsitute.or rather, to waste my time. i love the madtv newlyweds video which starred jessica alba! haha. damn lame and retarded. 'after marriage, she's mentally retarded!' haha. moral of the story is.. dun get marry. it will ruin ur life. haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;i just dun understand why ppl are mesmerize by lu kun when shin kun is much more better! what the hell! shin kun is better so dun argue with me!&lt;br /&gt;1st dec going to be a hell day for me and 3rd dec gonna be worse. 10 km, 2 hrs plus, why did i participate? i must be insane. i hate running! but i love frisbee! haha. get me a spino frisbee and u will be greatly reward but i want the latest edition with shin kun's signature on it! haha!&lt;br /&gt;entertain me now, or else i'm out of here. alright. i'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116439129719423061?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116439129719423061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116439129719423061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116439129719423061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116439129719423061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yeah-i-finally-survive-thru-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116422232662283782</id><published>2006-11-23T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T11:05:26.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm exhausted. so sleepy right now. to think that i still can blog. ha!. running ard my hse like a madwoman trying to get my project print. darn computer. kept on lagging like hell. from my project to kim's. hai. why can't some people just think? hai. stil have to go to sch tmr . argh.. got to drag myself there. come on anna. just think of the rewards! haha. yeah. alright, i'm out of here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116422232662283782?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116422232662283782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116422232662283782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116422232662283782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116422232662283782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116417004733285304</id><published>2006-11-22T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:36:16.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was filled with hell loads of fun. haha. did a small little test about IT in the morning. it was damn difficult. thinking abt passing? Fat Hope!. after everything, i went to meet nick. haha. intended to treat him his first ice cream, ben and jerry, but i have no $$ left. hai. and then he went to watch deathnote without me. so sad! no lah. he went into malaysia and my passsport wasn't with me. moreover, i am meeting azimah and peeps in the evening so can't go. sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;so at the evening was where all the fun and laughter started. woah! step up is real good! and its so cool to dance with high heels. me? forget abt it. i can't even walk with high heels on. haha. and aminah said 'i can't imagine anna dancing.' ya ya. i will do a combination of chinese opera and traditional malay dance to piss u off. haha. nah. i'm kidding. haha. i like the dance steps and stuff, like the music. woah. my body can start to wriggle with it....but i'm shy. so cannot dance. LOL. damn sad that i only took one pic with them. boohoo! hai. nvm. escape theme park is on our way. but i wan to watch flushed away first! and because of that movie, i missed my show! my 10pm show! sad u know! nvm lah. gathering mah, what can i expect right? hee. ok its so dumb to take a lift just on top of ur desired level. with is 1st level. we took it at 2nd level and it went all the way down to the basement. nvm. just press 1st level and we will stop there --&gt; thats what we thought. but but. the lift went all the way up to 2nd level again, our original level. IT DIDN"T STOP AT THE 1ST LEVEL AT ALL! what type of lift is this? haha. its time for the cathay to repair the ast level button. GO GO! haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shouldn't eat the popcorns and share the drink with aminah. now i am getting more sick. sick in the head and nose. haha. bloody hell. nose block. oxygen can't go inside my lungs. haha. but strange ar, i can still can blog here. hai. didn't go to sch and i even backed out from the outing. yvonne and shihui! i am so sorry! i should have listen to both of you! i shouldn't all those heaty food and stuff. i'm filled with guilt now.&lt;br /&gt;JAM TO THE MUISC! shake it oh shake it..shake it oh shake it. i love step up! GALS AND BOYS ROCK YOUR BODY TO THE MUSIC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116417004733285304?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116417004733285304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116417004733285304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116417004733285304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116417004733285304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-was-filled-with-hell-loads.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116402545959383192</id><published>2006-11-20T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T04:31:32.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god! what the hell is claudia and sok leng thinking? they have been talking about cards since last friday. UOb card lah, what mini card lah. -.-!! i know i know, i am only 17 years old. haha. i bet that they will be talking abt it tmr again. no until the diploma finish. hai. i'm always the outcast. hey....ya.... hey ya..[ think of the outkast's song] it suits me a lot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn. i'm sick. sick in the ass. haha. i'm mad. okok. i have to study for the mini test now. its 20% u know. u better study! --&gt;&gt; thats what kim said. haha. you are qualified to be my mum. LOL. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116402545959383192?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116402545959383192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116402545959383192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116402545959383192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116402545959383192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-my-god-what-hell-is-claudia-and-sok.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116395951170633038</id><published>2006-11-20T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T10:05:11.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately, after the SLE camp, i was damn busy that i didn't even have the time to think of you. is it a good or bad? i dunno. my life revolves around the diploma, work and play. but i just hope to see you. i can only say that i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;she said that my mouth should be more sweeter. haha. but how? and roaches can bite? oh my god. it freaks me off! &lt;br /&gt;'MAJOR' event of tmr: someone from james cook is coming to give a talk. i bet that my mind will drift away and my soul will wander ard tok tuck. lol.&lt;br /&gt;yeah! finally azimah miss me! see you this tues. lol.&lt;br /&gt;alright. i have to turn in soon. its late. SL is scary. late for 4 times. lol. good night ppl. n stop that longan thingy. i am so embarrassed by it. longan --&gt; longkang. anna wake up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116395951170633038?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116395951170633038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116395951170633038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116395951170633038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116395951170633038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/lately-after-sle-camp-i-was-damn-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116386703396387569</id><published>2006-11-19T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:24:27.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!... i saw a cutter in orchard just now! haha. a wandering cutter!..poor cutter. right KIM CARTER! haha. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116386703396387569?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116386703396387569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116386703396387569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116386703396387569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116386703396387569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116357912159363736</id><published>2006-11-15T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:25:21.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sok leng and yvonne laughed at my pronouciation for longan. what the ... how to pronouce it? argh. i will be dead tmr. argh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116357912159363736?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116357912159363736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116357912159363736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116357912159363736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116357912159363736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/sok-leng-and-yvonne-laughed-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116341294438379410</id><published>2006-11-13T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T02:15:44.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no mosquitoes, no cockroach, no ants, no other strange insects but sandflies. no wonder all are so swollen and bloody red! haha. its just that my body attracts sandflies. ya i know, my blood is sweet but they don't need to do this to me! no sunning--&gt; thats the ultimate price i have to pay. i just wan to be tanned! and i even plan to kayak this week. hai. everything just crushed on to me when i went for the consultation. ahh...! i dunwan to do any shopping. sometimes it really bore me off. i just need to do some sports for survival. if not i will rot to death. i hate sandflies!&lt;br /&gt;this time round. mosquitoes are the evil ones. they are cruel but not as cruel n evil as sandflies. argh..i want to kayak!&lt;br /&gt;darn piss off now. ah. [i am piss off with sandflies. haha]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116341294438379410?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116341294438379410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116341294438379410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116341294438379410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116341294438379410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-mosquitoes-no-cockroach-no-ants-no.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116337668175418074</id><published>2006-11-13T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:11:21.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will never ever forget what he said to me. yeah. haha. i saw charmaine and elieen yesterday. haha. charmaine is thinner now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116337668175418074?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116337668175418074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116337668175418074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116337668175418074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116337668175418074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-will-never-ever-forget-what-he-said.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116334746659125177</id><published>2006-11-12T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:04:26.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. lets have a recollection of events for last week.well, it has been a hectic week for me. everything were being cramped together. have SLE camp on wed to fri. it was a enriching experience for me. sometimes u need to keep quiet and look at whats happening, if not u will not solve the problem at all. obviously, its hard to cooperate with ppl of different mindsets in one grp but eventually we did. the teachers made 15 of us cramp on top of a circular stone. those ppl on the side were on the verge of falling but we made it thru. there are team building games which are so dangerous yet fun. haha. second day was the high rope elements. ahhH!!! i was damn scared. ok i admit. i am afraid of height. but actually its quite fun lah. i wan to try it again! haha. kayaking was fun. ok. the most interesting part of this camp was, I FOUND MY PRIMARY SCHOOL FRIEND! haha. he was in the same class as me during pri 6! haha. sorry that i forget about it. we both found each other familiar but just didn't talk to each other until the second day of the camp. haha. the high rope elements brought us together. i mean reunite as friends. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mosquitoes over there have this love/hate relationship with me. some gave me love bites, some bit me on my face and most bites swollen like like.. just swollen. they are big and red ok! argh.. freaking mosquitoes. the most evil ones. i dun even know how to attend lesson tmr. every bites are so swollen. hai. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116334746659125177?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116334746659125177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116334746659125177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116334746659125177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116334746659125177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116282337054806749</id><published>2006-11-06T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T06:42:21.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to vivo again. hai. same old place. its just like a air conditioned orchard. mini orchard. dun really like the place much. might because its not fully opened...? haha. yeah. maybe. and serene is such a... freak? haha. no. she's sort of crazy. fancy listing down all the movies. god. so pervert! haha. dun watch but i'm a cheerleader not really that nice. nip/tuck also have. hey meet up soon k? in fact we have to, because my acc notes are with you. anyway good luck for ur acc test ar! stop thinking of failing lah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are killing me bits by bits. ahh...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116282337054806749?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116282337054806749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116282337054806749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116282337054806749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116282337054806749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-vivo-again.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116279300686984309</id><published>2006-11-06T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:11:09.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god! i am reaching a point of no return. apparently, damn stress. hah! how can someone possibly be stress during holidays? he or she must be crazy! and indeed, i am one of the crazy people. damn. countless of sleepless nights, went to work with a very sleepy mood, i dun even have the mood to attend to the customers. how i wish i can switch myself into the sleeping mood. today is tight. i mean the schedule. hai. i dun even have the time to pack for things for the camp. argh.&lt;br /&gt;hai. countless of sleeples nights, its all becoz of you. why why why? why am i in such a situation? if that night is repeat again, i'lltake the initative to sit beside u and talk to u. i miss that very one chance. miss it means miss it. there is no return...no return.. do u know that i have been waiting for years! do u know that? how i wish i can see you, whenever i walked down the streets of that town. but, it's still the same. if..if.. i happen to see u again, i'll take out all my guts and approach u. i know.. i know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116279300686984309?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116279300686984309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116279300686984309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116279300686984309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116279300686984309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-god-i-am-reaching-point-of-no.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116274399148035896</id><published>2006-11-06T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T08:26:31.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a fun day working in og albert today! i wanna work there again! can u please put me there? T.T haha. anyone wan to change? gosh, i'm falling in love with it. haha. not exactly lah. i'm staring to like the people over there. the people from Oto, alvin and auntie angie! haha. yeah! without them my day there would be damn bored. i can be driven to tears. oh i mean bored to tears. haha. ^^ anyway i got to know this person over there.  her english name is yvonne and guess what is her chinese name..*drum roll..YIWEN! OMG! haha. wah. so coincidence. maybe its my destiny to know people whose chinese name is yiwen and english name is yvonne. lol . funny. right yvonne lim yiwen? haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;argh.. why serene haven't sign in to msn? my eyes are closing. please come online quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;I'd get dizzy just thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;Because my thoughts kept stretching, my heart was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;It's a little awkward that I keep saying to you that "it's nothing" and that "my heart's just trifling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this love?&lt;br /&gt;And if you feel the same way, is this the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps saying it loves you and the more the world listens the louder it yells it.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it just now that I hear it?&lt;br /&gt;That the love has been found us so we might be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I try to explain my feelings, the only true way to understand would be to become me and feel them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already inside of you, just how you're inside of me.&lt;br /&gt; I don't know if we've gotten used to the meaning between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, there were so many moments of fluttering.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make up for all the time lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you and give you only good memories, so in return you can't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;Even the slightest moments make me feel uneasy&lt;br /&gt; Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving you (until then)&lt;br /&gt; like this (only you) already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. finally she's online. thanks god that i manage to wait until now. haha. my endurance is something which need to be praise right? *thick skinned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116274399148035896?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988757.post-116256738437045293</id><published>2006-11-03T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T07:23:04.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been slacking for the past five days. either go out n cycle or stay at home and sleep. after today, haha. i'm starting a hectic week ahead. no more slacking. work, work, then diploma. argh. almost messed up my schedule yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so what did i do for these past five days? i cancelled all my friends outings and went out to cycle alone. dun ask me why. after that night i am like this. just wan to be alone. cycle all the way to yishun. sat on a chair and reminisce my childhood. hai.&lt;br /&gt;i am saddened. saddened by this thing. hai. and serene faster come online! argh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116256738437045293?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116256738437045293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116256738437045293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116256738437045293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116256738437045293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/have-been-slacking-for-past-five-days.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116240961903911874</id><published>2006-11-02T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:33:39.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't speak, seal your lips.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't say a word, maybe I won't remember the words I have not heard.&lt;br /&gt;I see that you're in love, I know it's not with me.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want the truth to haunt my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late to relight the fire&lt;br /&gt;It's never stopped burning for me.&lt;br /&gt;The flame, it never died inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it now that I can tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;How is it only now that it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;The love that we had is torn in two.&lt;br /&gt;So you take the smiles from all of our years.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and reminisce of times that we once shared.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me more than love.&lt;br /&gt;But never thought I cared.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings were all for you.&lt;br /&gt;Although it didn't show.&lt;br /&gt;I only told you on the day you let me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to get over this?&lt;br /&gt;its eating me up bits by bits.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that u are right here with me now.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116240961903911874?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116240961903911874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116240961903911874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116240961903911874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116240961903911874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-speak-seal-your-lips.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116240623527332949</id><published>2006-11-02T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:37:15.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i would wonder, who the hell i really am?? who can really understand? no one can. i am totally sick of this life. why can't i express myself on that night? why? why am i letting that just one chance went pass me? why? sign. argh.. i should buck up more!&lt;br /&gt;years passed, and i am still the same. argh.. what should i do? what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.depressed + moody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116240623527332949?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116240623527332949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116240623527332949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Funny how I thougt I walked on through&lt;br /&gt;With my heart in one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still cry for you&lt;br /&gt;Dying to get close to you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still fear to face&lt;br /&gt;The ghost of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I tried to get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;But you return - all the time&lt;br /&gt;I believed I could just let you go&lt;br /&gt;Like the fool I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still cry for you&lt;br /&gt;Dying to get close to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby why do I still fear to face&lt;br /&gt;The ghost of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to release you&lt;br /&gt;To get my feet back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Still I need my hope to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know I should back away&lt;br /&gt;It's just a part of me that I can't erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby why&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I try I'm still reminded[The ghost of you]&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere I go I keep colliding with[The ghost of you]&lt;br /&gt;I've given up I just can't fight it[The ghost of you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I look away I see&lt;br /&gt;The ghost of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i love you. and i really do. my once in a year. =))&lt;br /&gt;i like you without knowingly.&lt;br /&gt;you are close yet far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116214099084374439?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116214099084374439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116214099084374439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116214099084374439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116214099084374439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/summers-ended-and-without-trace-time.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116204813599804614</id><published>2006-10-28T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T10:35:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lets talk abt ytd. stupid yvonne! call me out when i don't want to go out at all. sign. nevermind, she manage to convince me and anyway i didn't catch up with her for a very long time so just meet her. argh.. the reason i didn't want to meet her was because of my hair. i got it cut the day before and its freaking short. just 2cm away from my ears. what the hell! how am i going to face ppl? anyway whats done cannot be undone. :((&lt;br /&gt;went to roam around with her in sun plaza. haha. it was plain fun. :)) coz sun plaza doesn't have any interesting place. after that, i went over to my cousin's house. haha. got a pretty nice dress from her. but the saddest thing was, the dress doesn't cover from the top to the bottom, i have to bare my shoulders. awww! its my first time wearing that dress. yvonne! i dun care lah. i am going to wear the green cardigan over it. because i feel kinda weird without it. haha. it seems weird if i bare my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;well, then today, i meet yvonne again. yeah guesss where we went? VIVOCITY! haha. intially we thought it was huge. nah it wasn't really that huge. but its bigger than causeway point. its damn cold inside vivocity. think they might switch the aircon to full blast and it was giving me headache. and yeah, we took some pic together. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2856%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of vivocity, there is this area whereby its fill with three big pools. not deep at all, and you can actually walk through it. thats what yvonne and me did. haha. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2858%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. she's shy. yeah yeah. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2859%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our wet footprint. in case you are wondering which is mine, the one which is the nicest n neatest is mine! lol&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2860%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;contradictory. we were being laughed for wearing our slippers inside the water and its hard to wear with different slippers on our feet. ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2861%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to find thahara and huda in starbucks. double yay! huda still look the same and thahara cut her hair! haha sweet little cutie. hope to see u in the diploma course! and the two drinks above were made by them. haha. its delicious! but too bad, before looking for them, i ate oyster mee sua. haha. damn full. sorry that i couldn't finish the drink!. haha. thumbs up for the drink.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2862%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. yvonne was the cause of dirty this starbucks table. haha. spank her butt! opps! dun bash me up. help!&gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2864%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;starbucks tissue. isn't the logo nice? its cool right? haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2851%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;us. posing in mrt. lol. i know its lame. haha =x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and in the previous entry i didn't really mention abt some of my friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yvonne: you are the greatest friend in my life! haha. when u wanna go kayaking and sun tanning ar? i am getting whiter while waiting for you!!! haha. good luck for ur pw and a level chinese! catch up with you soon! and rmb the sakura ok?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;elizabeth: hey gal! good luck for your o levels! must score distinction for every subject. dun disappoint me! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jialing: sorry that i didn't spare any time for you. but but... study hard k? dun make me sad hor! if not..... haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sokleng: dun be sad! smile in the inner and the outer. dun keep it inside ur heart. coz i will know. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fennie: happy working! lets work hard in pre u 2!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;james: stop all ur hard gay lah. haha. pre u 2 le leh. must work hard ar. exams dun have hard gay ar! haha. when can we ever play frisbee?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hazirah: when can we ever play badminton?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to the firsbee gang: i miss playing frisbee with u guys! sobsob :((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116204813599804614?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116204813599804614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116204813599804614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116204813599804614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116204813599804614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-lets-talk-abt-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116187452311827645</id><published>2006-10-26T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:22:25.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school. words of thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sok Leng and Fanny: thanks for ur guidance and everything especially in teaching me h1 maths.&lt;br /&gt;glad to know both of u. thank you!lets endure through the next 2 years&lt;br /&gt;together k? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Junn: sorry to disappoint you for the MOB promos, i'm so sorry, but i'll make it a point to&lt;br /&gt;study harder next year and never step into the exam hall without studying MOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roshini: though i never pass my accounts but thanks for teaching me. hopefully we will be in the&lt;br /&gt;same class. lets go out soon! i bet that i will miss u ,little tiny winky pretty roshini!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Wong: i am sorry to disappoint in my promos. but thanks for being strict with me. at least i&lt;br /&gt;got to know all the basics. and smile more! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Mummy: thanks for crapping with me through this year! haha. lets crap more in the new&lt;br /&gt;campus ok? SAY SAY SAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Ling: good luck for ur o levels! u are one good real friend of mine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne: share more problems with me next year in new campus ok? my dear friend in kboxing!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel: dun always say that u want to go to army lah. u can do it one ok. u got 3H2 leh. why&lt;br /&gt;want to give up without even trying? and u very dao ar. always say me dao. u also dao&lt;br /&gt;what! when u wan to go to kbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Lin: haha. where's my sakura international buffet??!?! ah ah ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to thank a lot of people but its too much for me to say so please be understanding if i didn't mention about u. ^^ sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i totally despise guys who left their galfriends for another gal. its like what the fuck. if u like the other gal in the first place why bother to stead with her? freaking fucking bastard. its time to CASTRATE these ppl! feel like giving one tight slap which can totally clear ur mind. fuck. hey peeps. rmb to watch out for SUCH GUYS. if u happen to meet one. kick them in their ass or their most precious chicks. don't ever give a damn. coz ur tears are not worth to cry over for them. i hate such ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ms junn, when can i ever go to ur hse??? =(&lt;br /&gt;here are some random pic which i took in MI bartley. i will miss you dearly! day and night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2831%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hai due to some technical faults i can't put up all the pics except for this. [blame blogspot!] &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss him. my my... haha. dun ask me who. coz i won't say. my lips are tight. air tighted! =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116187452311827645?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116187452311827645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116187452311827645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116187452311827645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116187452311827645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116158735884545291</id><published>2006-10-23T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:09:18.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up damn early in the morning just to attend the job thingy and it only lasted for like 2 hrs. waste my time. but nvm, gt $$$. haha. love my daddy so much! he manage to install the new disc drive into my computer. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after the whole job thingy, i went out with my usuall clicks. haha. went to isetan scotts then eat in mac. oh my god! the ice lemon tea has this funky taste. it seems like its spolit. haha. if i gt food poisoning, i know who cause it. haha. jkjk only. yeah then after that we continue to walk. i'm having wedding woes now, don't really know what to wear for this sun wedding. haix. ad i am damn fussy when it comes to clothes. haha. sorry sorry for my fussiness. aiya. i just think that they dun really suit me lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to tangs. haha the bottom floor of tangs where all the electrical appliances are place. i was quite fascinated by the appliances especially thte refrigerator. i just love to open each and everyone of them. maybe i am in the preparation of beoming a housewife? lol. and i watched a cooking demonstration for around 20 - 30 mins! shocked? lol. the promotor actually put eggs inside the pans and sort of like roast in. not steam or fry. nth was inside except eggs in aluminium foil. maybe next time i can try it as she claimed that its nicer than hard boiled eggs. strange right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. am looking forward to this friday. going to the new campus of MI and watching deathnote with my 'mummy' and friends. lol. sorry 'mummy' can't really bring ang guy friends along coz they never tell me whether they are guy or not. lol. never anyway u are bring ur gay friend along right? can make up for the lost time. dun be sad! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116158735884545291?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116158735884545291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116158735884545291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116158735884545291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116158735884545291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/woke-up-damn-early-in-morning-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116155952070066983</id><published>2006-10-23T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T16:25:20.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fcuk fcuk fcuk fcuk&lt;br /&gt;everything just can't seems go my way yesterday. it was the worst day of my WHOLE life! freaking right? shouldn't it fall on friday the 13? fcuk lah. the sales was damn low yesterday. DAMN LOW! hey. i am working in Isetan Scotts, and it like totally impossible for the sales to be so low! fcuking pathetic! another thing was the aircon over there was freaking cold. couldn't really withstand the cold so the only solution was to fold my arms and jump here and there. But the supervisor thought that ... aiya i dunno what were she thinking abt lah, its just that she sort of like tell me 'gal ar, don't fold ur arms anymore ok?' ....... i was like ... haha... nevermind. another bad thing was my shoes go against me yesterday. it made my feet so pain and i can't even walk properly. -.-! i wear for so long already and this was the first time it actually went against me. the really bad thing which made me damn fcuked up was the MRT!. wah. fancy having a problem still let ppl board.  -.-! then the driver asked everyone to alight at newton mrt station. so we just do it. anyway if he didn't annouce this, i think everyone will just alight once the mrt reach the next station. then the next mrt came, i didn't have the chance to board it coz there was just too much ppl. it was damn packed inside. like solid. haha. then the next train came, ya and i did manage to board. But...but..but... the ppl behind me kept on pushing like nobody's buisness. what the hell! worst thing was, they all pushed me to the bangala!. its not that i don't like them, its just that i don't like their body odour. it smelled like... like.... hai.. sobsob. and i have to suffer with that pathetic smell throughout the whole journey. and he even lift up his armpit! i can't tahan!!&lt;br /&gt;but some pleasant did happen ytd. haha. those promotors, cheered me up, especially the twinsaver guy. haha. i hurted his heart by saying that 'so how did u celebrate ur deepavali?' when he is a malay -.-! and i hurted his heart again by asking what was the belt he wore. and when he told me the brand, i just shook my head and say dunno. and he was like... this is branded stuff and u dunno?? what the hell! lol. aiya sorry lah. i'm a country mouse lah. i only know whats addidas, nike, puma, blah blah blah. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116155952070066983?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116155952070066983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116155952070066983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116155952070066983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116155952070066983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/fcuk-fcuk-fcuk-fcuk-everything-just.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116109587436746145</id><published>2006-10-17T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T08:26:23.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will never find another lover&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than you&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than you&lt;br /&gt;And I will never find another lover&lt;br /&gt;More precious than you&lt;br /&gt;More precious than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you are&lt;br /&gt;Close to me you're like my mother&lt;br /&gt;Close to me you're like my father&lt;br /&gt;Close to me you're like my sister&lt;br /&gt;Close to me you're like my brother&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one,You're my everything&lt;br /&gt;And for you this song I sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my lifeI prayed for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God that I&lt;br /&gt;That I finally found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my lifeI&lt;br /&gt;prayed for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you&lt;br /&gt;Feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I pray that you do love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, you're all that I'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Said I promise to never&lt;br /&gt;Fall in love with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;I praise the Lord above&lt;br /&gt;For sending me your love&lt;br /&gt;I cherish every hug&lt;br /&gt;I really love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I ever know&lt;br /&gt;When you smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;All I see is a glow&lt;br /&gt;You turn my life around&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up when I was down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I ever know&lt;br /&gt;When you smile my face glows&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up when I was down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I ever know&lt;br /&gt;When you smile my face glows&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up when I was down&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you&lt;br /&gt;Feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;Yes I pray that you&lt;br /&gt;Do love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i want this song so much! nah. i have the song already but i want to put inside my blog however kim has it inside her blog. hai. so nice! so loving! ahh...!! and thanks london for sending me this song. its damn nice. haha. and MI is great for giving me this opportunity to work as an invigilator. its fun. to me its a nightmare to handle primary school kids because i have handle them once. its better to handle a grp of st john cadets than them. at least they were able to listen to my instructions, though there might be some unhappiness involved but overall it was quite fun. i rmb once i have to handle this grp of primary school kids in some childcare centre. oh my god, it was terrifying! worse than watching a horror movie. i have to scream on the top of my voice but they just can't settle down. n i scream n scream n scream like a madwoman. lucky no one brings me to mental insitute. =) so being a teacher is a NONO for me.&lt;br /&gt;hai i want to be a zookeeper. serious serious! but i am scare that my parents n relatives will object especially my granny. =(&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's invigilaton was great. i can actually see my childhood inside them. haha. and i miss my childhood! i can even spend around one hr in the toy section. and i still want to buy the sea monkey! can anyone please kindly buy it for me? i will thank u 43v3r! lol.&lt;br /&gt;hai. tmr is promotion day. =( dun think i can promote. how how? what can i do? hai. i can only blame myself for this. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/IMG_1263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nvm pray to this god. haha the ultimate god!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bingyong, i know u are looking at my blog. u better tag my blog and bleach my shirt ar!! anyway study hard k? and wash harder! haha. got rewards one u know! haha. ur reward is *drum rolls* me! -.-! so dumb haha. i scare that i cannot promote! damn scare! how how?!??!?!?! hai. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116109587436746145?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116109587436746145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116109587436746145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116109587436746145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116109587436746145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-will-never-find-another-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116058413261377792</id><published>2006-10-12T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:28:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the same. i am facing the same problem as u guys. i can't really find any joy in it and i hate the myself now. i just can't really open up to them. its hard. just wanna go back to the olden days where i can just play around like nobody's business. hate it hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outgoing? yes i am but how outgoing can the people around me be? i am getting sick n tired of my life. someone please add colours in it. how i wish i can just go over and play frisbee with them. hai. i miss u guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116058413261377792?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116058413261377792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116058413261377792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116058413261377792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116058413261377792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-same.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</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-8988757.post-116040029234534859</id><published>2006-10-09T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T06:24:52.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been updating for quite.. erm.. few days. haha. finished my whole promos last friday with a difficult paper: accounts. it wasn't what i had expected. well what done cannot be undone, just hope HOPE that i can be promoted. i want nth else but that. pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that evening, some of my old pals and i gathered at the park beside the canal. i suppose it is a park. haha. asked hazirah and aminah to join. lol. we missed out the lanterns but we didn't miss out the candles. brought quite a few packets of candles there. some were lighting up the candles while some chatted. practically everyone was talking at that time. haha. then she blurted out her problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what can i say? those ppl only have brains but not characters. i wonder how will they survive in the society and how do their parents teach them? so what if they are from top schools? they also end u in poly. wanna show off? go clear ur ass and get a master at the age of 17. how dare u fuckers look down on my friend and isolate her? don't u think that u are all so childish? hey! fuckers! listen up. i can't really think of any good reason why u all want to isolate her. why? why? she was given the lowest marks all thanks to u ppl for not giving her a chance to present. is this what u want, bastard and bitches? tell me what the fucking hell is FAIRNESS?? U FUCKING PPL TELL ME!! so what if u guys are so out spoken? what does it shows? u have guts to speak out? so u can bully her? clean ur ass and fuck off now.&lt;br /&gt;enough of all the scoldings. it seriously do affect my mood. if she is that bad, why can i still be so close to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. here are some pics i took during that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2853%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2855%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i underestimated myself, my body. i thought that i could withstand the whole day with just two hrs of sleeping. lucky my class wasn't in the arts appreciation thing. i seriously dunno how to appreciate arts, i only know how to draw rubbish and call it anna's masterpiece. lol. i know, i am a useless brat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have roller skating today in the morning. erm quite fun. then after that went to watch Singapore Dreaming. haha it was funny. quite nice. i like the part whereby the husband asked the wife to give him a trial interview. his wife stare at him for a while then she asked him 'have you eaten?' lol i bursted into laughter. i forgot what did the husband said, but after that his wife asked him another question, if i m nt wrong the qn was 'do you want to drink herbal tea?' lol. i almost slide off the chair. ok i am just exaggerating but its just simply too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching that movie, we went to eat n after that left kim, xinling, roshini and me. the 'highway' girl brought us to a shop which totally doesn't suit our personalities. lol. kim what are you doing? lol. hen she walked into the times bookshop where we just browse around. and kim was so dirty! u all don't wanna know the content of the 'happenings'. its damn dirty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah tmr is dragon boating. can't wait to go. i wanna get myself tanned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when u treat me so good. i hate it when u praise me? why are u doing all these things? sorry but i have to say this, we can't go any further but to remain as friends. because our characters and interests don't match. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realise that i have spended almost 1 hr in typing rubbish. lol my dog is cute right? haha. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2647/636/320/Picture%2873%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: when u never strike the lottery, u must say 'BLOODY HELL'. haha i learn it from sg dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988757-116040029234534859?l=cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/feeds/116040029234534859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988757&amp;postID=116040029234534859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116040029234534859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988757/posts/default/116040029234534859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheersforthekickass.blogspot.com/2006/10/havent-been-updating-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pOoR mE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661209614544091259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
