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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;( underaged! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRESALE $18 ( price negotiable), DOOR $20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;COME PARTY WITH IN HOUSE DJ FROM CLUB MOMO SPINNING HIP HOP RNB !&lt;br /&gt;DOORS OPEN 9PM TO 4AM !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'RE YOU WAITING FOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU HAVE IT, FLAUNT IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for more details/enquiries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;contact &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;verashaw&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; 90012608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:princess_shaw888@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;princess_shaw888@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyhey guys! please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;repost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and help me ask your friends as well. gonna be a great night with losta dancing and fantastic music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116670167994670838?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116670167994670838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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concentrate in class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116610076959449912?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116610076959449912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116610076959449912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/12/live-in-reality-after-all-these-while.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116495311484771043</id><published>2006-12-01T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:05:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;it's just one of those rare days that i get to stay home again&lt;br /&gt;no need to slot your guts for someone who pay you peanuts&lt;br /&gt;no need to put on another face and go entertain people&lt;br /&gt;and the best part about staying at home is that you get to save money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as if you can save money, your drawer is almost empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you are left with coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but who cares, i'll still survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i love it when people cares about me&lt;br /&gt;though getting rashes is no big deal right&lt;br /&gt;mummy spent the entire monrning brewing herbs just for me&lt;br /&gt;shaw spent a little time talking to me while getting ready for school&lt;br /&gt;and jacqueline just came down to my level and passed me some dvds so i can spent my time wisely&lt;br /&gt;and ronald who bothered to call me and asked me how i am and stuff&lt;br /&gt;these little things that friends do make a difference in my life really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i got five dvds to watch&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;she's the man&lt;br /&gt;goal!&lt;br /&gt;fearless&lt;br /&gt;just married&lt;br /&gt;black hawk down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you really&lt;br /&gt;have fun in vs band concert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116495311484771043?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116495311484771043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116495311484771043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys-its-just-one-of-those-rare.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116492420357001782</id><published>2006-12-01T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T06:16:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3490/3308/1600/462392/17-11-06_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3490/3308/200/297099/17-11-06_1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;perhaps that's why some of us are insomniacs&lt;br /&gt;night is so precious that it would be pusillanimous to sleep all through it&lt;br /&gt;a "bad night" is not always a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, i can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;tried to turn in at 3, after talking to julia and chermaine&lt;br /&gt;yeah but after lying on the bed for half an hour, i still can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;RAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;was hungry again, so went to cook myself an early breakfast&lt;br /&gt;bacons, eggs, and a glass of fresh milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;if only you could be right here with me, accompanying me this lonely night and breakfast with me&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and if you're wondering&lt;br /&gt;i finally learn how to make use of html, with the help of julia&lt;br /&gt;and you better remember 14th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since she is kind enough to help me to blog&lt;br /&gt;so thank you really&lt;br /&gt;and who says i don't treat you nicely?&lt;br /&gt;and she was interrogating me throughout the conversation about this particular person&lt;br /&gt;but go figure it yourself can, you're smart enough to know&lt;br /&gt;and and i'm sorry to say that&lt;br /&gt;no longer kc, scgs is the hottest school alive currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i ate breakfast&lt;br /&gt;went to the living room&lt;br /&gt;switched on the tv, then i realised no cable, wth&lt;br /&gt;okay, my mum lied, she said she will get back the cable once my bro's exams is done and everything.&lt;br /&gt;where is it?&lt;br /&gt;you lied mummy, i'm not going to trust you anymore&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i tried sewing for 5minutes,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know a single thing&lt;br /&gt;so to hell with it,i'm right here blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i so hate thrusdays&lt;br /&gt;it's like something happened three weeks back&lt;br /&gt;then two weeks back again&lt;br /&gt;then last week&lt;br /&gt;and it had to fall on today when it could have fall on any other day&lt;br /&gt;officially this is my worst day so far this entire holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i want to share, so at least i won't feel miserable anymore&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet up with ron today, guitar, tanning and masala dosa!&lt;br /&gt;yeah but ended up waking up at 1, could not even move my entire body at all&lt;br /&gt;bcos of the damn don't know allergy or whatever rashes&lt;br /&gt;yeah i cried, bcos no one cared abt me&lt;br /&gt;no one was at home okay&lt;br /&gt;didnt even have lunch and dinner okay the entire day&lt;br /&gt;yeah msged my mother abt my problem, but she's busy and stuff&lt;br /&gt;cried again, cos the feeling was terrible&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep and woke up at 6&lt;br /&gt;still no one was back&lt;br /&gt;and the one i needed the most today was out with boys, yeah but it's alright&lt;br /&gt;then you, my saviour, came along and brought me go see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;yeah i so want to mention this person,but doesn't want to receive a mention here&lt;br /&gt;but THANKS ANYWAY REALLY&lt;br /&gt;all the way to choachukang and then back home at 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling great now currently&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the medicine and cream and the really painful injection&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it will cure over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;this problem has been resurfacing every few days&lt;br /&gt;and the worst is that it is on and off&lt;br /&gt;burn another deeper hole in my parents' pockets&lt;br /&gt;three doctors in the space of a month!&lt;br /&gt;and nsc's consultation are never cheap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shucks, it is nearly six&lt;br /&gt;my younger sis is up for training now&lt;br /&gt;and my mum is gonna make breakfast&lt;br /&gt;and soon she will learn about the mess i make in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;okay, i hear the footsteps of the newspaper man&lt;br /&gt;good morning to you all and see you in a while&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: you really know who you are. read the three pages msgs.i really meant what i said&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;br /&gt;im not a crybaby&lt;br /&gt;im just a mummy's boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaw shaw just woke up too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at least thr's someone who can keep me company now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116492420357001782?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116492420357001782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116492420357001782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/12/perhaps-thats-why-some-of-us-are.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116490764254918984</id><published>2006-12-01T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:28:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HELLO WORLD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;avoid the topic, but nothing changes, really.&lt;br /&gt;I FIGURED. [!!!]&lt;br /&gt;but what could we do when the king says no,&lt;br /&gt;we bow down and say "yes thy king". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my bro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;things do come and go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;take it in your stride;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and take it really slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okay getting lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaha. yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BLOG IS NOT DEAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;thanks to&lt;strong&gt; julia&lt;/strong&gt; ng the &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh that rhymes. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you owe me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116490764254918984?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116490764254918984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116490764254918984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-worldavoid-topic-but-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116455854441027500</id><published>2006-11-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:29:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i really wish those 38 pages of the conversation we had were all lies&lt;br /&gt;how i really wish that i could believe in just what you have to say&lt;br /&gt;but even if all these "misunderstandings" are cleared a few hours later from now&lt;br /&gt;we both know that things cannot return back to normal anymore&lt;br /&gt;bcos the pain had already been inflicted,&lt;br /&gt;damage had already been done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a lighter note&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a stroll to the bank tmr morning&lt;br /&gt;maybe a nice little tan later on if the sun is good&lt;br /&gt;then here comes the most challenging part of the day&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;and meeting mr Tay, my bike dealer and my wife at night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116455854441027500?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116455854441027500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116455854441027500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-i-really-wish-those-38-pages-of.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116447980385698617</id><published>2006-11-26T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:36:43.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>five minutes was all it took to borrow a loan from my younger sis&lt;br /&gt;6oo bucks&lt;br /&gt;yeah and she said something that was really really touching&lt;br /&gt;"just make sure you got it right this time"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116447980385698617?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116447980385698617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116447980385698617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/five-minutes-was-all-it-took-to-borrow.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116445572653045062</id><published>2006-11-25T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:55:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fshadarus.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSchnappi%20das%20kleine%20Krokodil.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to cheer you up, brother (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116445572653045062?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116445572653045062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116445572653045062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/heres-to-cheer-you-up-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116437660132652182</id><published>2006-11-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:56:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it's wrong to walk away, though you think it's over&lt;br /&gt;knowing there's so much more to say&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the moment's gone&lt;br /&gt;and all your dreams are upside down&lt;br /&gt;and you just wanna change the way the world goes round&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116437660132652182?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116437660132652182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116437660132652182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes-its-wrong-to-walk-away.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116437404110330741</id><published>2006-11-24T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:18:19.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;tay is being emo these few days&lt;br /&gt;so he's not blogging right at the moment&lt;br /&gt;rang up and stuff, we agreed with fok to meet at my house&lt;br /&gt;went to venezia at sixth avenue later on&lt;br /&gt;he started to share his darkest side of his story&lt;br /&gt;obviously he was not the usual self today&lt;br /&gt;at one point, he almost wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;be strong, tay!&lt;br /&gt;we including the soccer peeps will always there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While keeping his troubles secret, the next paragraph effectively explains his feelings and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a race against the shackles of time, with its convolutions leaving us perversely aghast. Baffled by the idiosyncrasies of life, here I (him)lay meandering in an endless maze. Days tick by relentlessly, as I (him) assiduously piece my life together once again. Amidst all the procrastination and contemplation, i'm (him) utterly disorientated at the concatenation of troubles that lay waiting to be solved. Putting on a facade is hard, and gone were the salad days where serendipity was the norm. Today is a day that lives in infamy, marking the disclosure of the fact that i'm going to be a new man; a better person. With great aplomb, I (him)will cerebrate at length before making any decisions in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Written by Ron and Fok for Tay in his point of view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116437404110330741?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116437404110330741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116437404110330741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guys-tay-is-being-emo-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116421677355954649</id><published>2006-11-23T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:35:08.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i may put on a brave front&lt;br /&gt;but i may not be strong&lt;br /&gt;just watching teamhoyt on youtube made me cried my heart out throughout&lt;br /&gt;it pretty much sums up the feelings i had the past hour or so&lt;br /&gt;i thought of many things&lt;br /&gt;yeah it probably struck me back into reality&lt;br /&gt;why am i so foolish as to give up&lt;br /&gt;forget abt the previous entry&lt;br /&gt;this is what i really want after so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/blogger/3490/3308/200/BNW-african-child-feeds-from-cow-s-anus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;picture speaks a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;it's times like this that you know you can't complain about your fuck life&lt;br /&gt;here we are, blogging about parties and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and there they are, where going through each day is a miracle&lt;br /&gt;the world is fuck cruel and fuck unfair, isn't it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i didn't put a question mark, cos we guys are in no fuck position to judge anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116421677355954649?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116421677355954649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116421677355954649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-may-put-on-brave-front-but-i-may-not.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116421427625521461</id><published>2006-11-23T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:53:22.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe maybe&lt;br /&gt;after all this while&lt;br /&gt;i should just forget it all&lt;br /&gt;study hard&lt;br /&gt;find a stable job&lt;br /&gt;raise a family&lt;br /&gt;and lead a normal life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just lost all the god-damn motivation mann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116421427625521461?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116421427625521461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116421427625521461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/maybe-maybe-after-all-this-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116404640340374895</id><published>2006-11-21T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:15:51.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to the young lady who was jealous about the previous post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nono, i'm not making you sound bad over here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/collage1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/collage1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no one ever saw me like you do&lt;br /&gt;all the things that i could add up to&lt;br /&gt;i never knew just what a smile was worth&lt;br /&gt;your eyes say everything without a single word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/IMG_6355.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3490/3308/200/IMG_6355.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sweet and simple, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116404640340374895?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116404640340374895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116404640340374895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-young-lady-who-was-jealous-about.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116396259733110189</id><published>2006-11-20T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:59:27.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you texted, you were sound and safe&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that nine days could be this long&lt;br /&gt;to have you I'd live on just cookie crumbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116396259733110189?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116396259733110189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116396259733110189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-texted-you-were-sound-and-safe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116384060529621305</id><published>2006-11-18T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T17:11:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;and yes shaw, i know i still owe you drinks&lt;br /&gt;but where is my ten items? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i just realised that i can't sms much anymore&lt;br /&gt;bcos i have been exceeding for the past three months&lt;br /&gt;and i have to fork out the remaining sum myself&lt;br /&gt;but my mum can't complain right&lt;br /&gt;like who's the one who msg me every weekday&lt;br /&gt;"are you coming home for dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;"dinner? if yes, how much?"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yeah and serious, i will die if i have no incoming calls&lt;br /&gt;my total bill for incoming bills adds up to 400plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been fun yet challenging&lt;br /&gt;yeah and for the second month running,&lt;br /&gt;i have to see the doctor again&lt;br /&gt;and it's not because im sick or anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always seem at a lost for words when it comes to blogging&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm not so good at words and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and people get misunderstood sometimes&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i can't remember what i did for the past week or so&lt;br /&gt;but i will try yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;went for work&lt;br /&gt;yeah work is becoming more fun since i'm gettin to life over thr&lt;br /&gt;slacking is fun too&lt;br /&gt;my shift was with jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;yeah went to look for another job after we closed shop&lt;br /&gt;went subway&lt;br /&gt;went macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;went hagen daz&lt;br /&gt;to no avail, couldn't find any&lt;br /&gt;and she forced me to walk her home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/14-11-06_2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 204px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-11-06_2207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed&lt;br /&gt;went punggol to see doctor&lt;br /&gt;slack at geylang east library later with chester&lt;br /&gt;rochor beancurd house at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrusday&lt;br /&gt;went for soccer training&lt;br /&gt;yeah supposed to play pool with the guys&lt;br /&gt;but then it was closed&lt;br /&gt;went coro with fok and iype&lt;br /&gt;while the rest went pizza hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/16-11-06_1126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 199px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/16-11-06_1126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/16-11-06_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 203px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/16-11-06_1239.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/16-11-06_1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 206px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/16-11-06_1233.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LIMITE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LIMITE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day's work was the best so far&lt;br /&gt;yeah was with jocelyn again&lt;br /&gt;this guy with his friend then came along, renting skates&lt;br /&gt;so jocelyn was like telling me&lt;br /&gt;"hey, this guy is my type"&lt;br /&gt;valerie and chantelle came along&lt;br /&gt;yeah that guy was like skating arnd&lt;br /&gt;so they asked me to snap them&lt;br /&gt;and go tell that guy&lt;br /&gt;"hey this is a picture of my friends, my friends' friend wants to get your number"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/16-11-06_1759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 197px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/16-11-06_1759.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but in the end, we didn't do that&lt;br /&gt;when that guy returned his skates and left&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn started to panic cos he wanted his number&lt;br /&gt;so i ran and got both their number&lt;br /&gt;by the way, that guy's name is called wei qiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went airport with chester and the rest at night&lt;br /&gt;most of them left early&lt;br /&gt;i was left alone at pacific coffee, reading a book at this comfortable couch&lt;br /&gt;yeah teck called or i would be left bored&lt;br /&gt;reached home at arnd 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;damn jocelyn woke me up at 1.45pm&lt;br /&gt;asking me go meet them at ecp with wei qiang&lt;br /&gt;yeah i managed to shake her off after 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;spend most of the time ytd trying to use picasa&lt;br /&gt;at least my photos are all organised now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me backdated, i spent ytd watching talkingcock in parliament on youtube&lt;br /&gt;fucklin hilarious&lt;br /&gt;thr are ten parts in all&lt;br /&gt;i can't upload videos in my blog&lt;br /&gt;so here you go&lt;br /&gt;top five of my favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hossan leong - came up with a song to summarize the history of singapore&lt;br /&gt;interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YuR0otYsDI0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YuR0otYsDI0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr brown and mr miyagi -obviously the crowd's favourite,last speaker of the day&lt;br /&gt;but it's super lame lah&lt;br /&gt;still harping on bak chor mee and mee siam mai hum&lt;br /&gt;move on lah, mr brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_7McQFQHk8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_7McQFQHk8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex Au - created the award-winning website yawning bread&lt;br /&gt;came up with a different approach to give a speech&lt;br /&gt;this old man is super talented&lt;br /&gt;95% of his speech came from speeches of three prime ministers since 1997&lt;br /&gt;it's funny if you know politics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qiNXGAOMavU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qiNXGAOMavU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby pan - learn how to be a english native speaker haha&lt;br /&gt;this is my favourite&lt;br /&gt;and she's cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCsZdbfBuSY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCsZdbfBuSY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran Johri - his story titled&lt;br /&gt;"the singaporeans malays in malaysia, what i learnt after 2563 packers of nasi lemak and 2366 cups of teh tarik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_muRQEQA8GM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_muRQEQA8GM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more, go to &lt;a href="http://www.talkingcock.com"&gt;talkingcock.com&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;         Singapore's premier satirical humour website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey baby, it'll be nine days till i see you&lt;br /&gt;two more days yeah&lt;br /&gt;have fun in malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to a separate person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;you know it's kind of sad that one night just change it all&lt;br /&gt;i don't wish to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;you won't read this anyway&lt;br /&gt;but trying to pacify somebody is not my forte&lt;br /&gt;and neither will i try doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116384060529621305?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116384060529621305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116384060529621305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guys-and-yes-shaw-i-know-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116364573888780829</id><published>2006-11-16T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:55:38.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY BROTHERRRRR! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. you still owe me drinks ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116364573888780829?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116364573888780829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116364573888780829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-brotherrrrr-d-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116361142850343348</id><published>2006-11-16T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T01:33:06.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0839gfgh.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0839gfgh.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TseXUoTXR8I"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TseXUoTXR8I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmkpwvaTbhE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmkpwvaTbhE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry ah,so much time to load)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;THR IS A BOXING MATCH&lt;br /&gt;AND JASON TAN IS FIGHTING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK SIA,NEVER TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU MAKE ME WANT TO GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURGE!@ Ministry of Sound&lt;br /&gt;21ST NOV, TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL&lt;br /&gt;FOR MORE INFORMATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wewank.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://wewank.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116361142850343348?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116361142850343348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116361142850343348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116360736846737254</id><published>2006-11-16T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:16:08.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/18-08-06_2240.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_2240.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/18-08-06_1909.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_1909.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HEY BEST FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;HELLO IYPE&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess i nvr really appreciate you right&lt;br /&gt;and yes you finally figured out that something's missing during trainingz&lt;br /&gt;i know that and you know that&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks for all the calls everyday alright&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i like you, sometimes i don't&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ownage you in pool tmr (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116360736846737254?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116360736846737254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116360736846737254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-best-friend-hello-iype-yeah-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116343563296225013</id><published>2006-11-14T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:05:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 november!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/26-10-06_0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/26-10-06_0748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; hi this is ron updating for zenghao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1855.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/18-08-06_2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_2013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1346.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1346.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/26-10-06_0752.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is good neighbour day! holler out to ur neighbours and tell them how much u love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm so it's the hols now. hope everyone's enjoying theirs! tay and i(ron) wana go sentosa, malaysia, and zoo, so if ur interested in any of those pls tell us! holidays are sooooo fun, so we shouldnt waste any of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u havnt heard yet, george bush is coming to singapore! &lt;p&gt;The US President will call on Singapore's Acting President JY Pillay, and also hold talks with Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong and meet other Cabinet Ministers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;President Bush will deliver a major speech in Singapore and it is expected to touch on US policy in Asia and the future plans the US has to battle the war on terror.&lt;/p&gt;to find out more, pls visit ron's blog at &lt;a href="http://ronnnnn.spaces.live.com"&gt;http://ronnnnn.spaces.live.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/a.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway TAY, you still remember these pictures?&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/3490/3308/200/11-09-06_1151.0.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/3490/3308/200/11-09-06_1155.1.jpg" border="0" /&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/3490/3308/200/11-09-06_1149.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty late now, almost haf past 12, and we both shouldnt be awake now to be honest. let's sleep early so we can both grow tall k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace, ron &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116343563296225013?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116343563296225013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116343563296225013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/13-november.html' title='13 november!'/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116334575311494773</id><published>2006-11-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:35:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/33143076048116l[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/320/33143076048116l%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/10217980[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/320/10217980%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/beckham_wireimage[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/320/beckham_wireimage%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/beckham_0205_getty[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/320/beckham_0205_getty%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; OMG, I DONT KNOW WHY I PUT HIS PICTURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HES JUST DAMN HOTTT :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY MR DEAR HOTTIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay, thats just super lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohwells, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm not going back to prison today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;going back tomorrow instead. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its 1123 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;youre coming back online in an hour's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;man, youre seriously damn hardcore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who in the world will run at this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will never okay. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its so scary to run in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohyeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU HAVE BEEN A FREAT FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRYING TO HELP ME AND ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HOPE I CAN GET OVER THIS ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE HELP ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or maybe i should just get you to stab me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then where wont be anymore problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah, besti ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seriously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks again okay. you really did cheer me up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;with all the msges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;almost everyday. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i should have love you more than anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even after that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm drunk, forgive me if i said something wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i stabbed you with some quiz thingy on my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;do it soon ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116334575311494773?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116334575311494773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116334575311494773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-i-dont-know-why-i-put-his-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116325558451223554</id><published>2006-11-11T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T22:56:35.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thrusday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met chester on wed night&lt;br /&gt;yeah ches's cousin gave us both lobang&lt;br /&gt;helping out at singapore tourism board's staff day at tanjong beach&lt;br /&gt;seventy bucks for ten hours&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was fun&lt;br /&gt;read on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0141.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0141.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came back from swimming and running&lt;br /&gt;and met him at 12midnight at my place&lt;br /&gt;haha, he was kind enough to wait lah, i wanted to watch the highlights&lt;br /&gt;cycle around, ate at some nearby indian restaurant&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go to the extreme end of east coast to see couples mating in their cars, but realised we're actually too old for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0152.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0152.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came back at arnd 2&lt;br /&gt;took my mat, pillows, blankets and sleeping bag down to the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;and my russian vodka and bourbon whiskey&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0155.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0155.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0206.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0206.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so we bought some cans of coke and orange juice&lt;br /&gt;mixed coke with bourbon = bourbon coke&lt;br /&gt;orange with vodka = vodka orange&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;we drank like 7 half-cups of bourbon coke and 3 half-cups of vodka orange each&lt;br /&gt;and something else which i shall not mentioned here&lt;br /&gt;didn't seen him for quite awhile, so we chatted abt some stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah chester was complaining of his head heavy and stuff&lt;br /&gt;slept around 3plus and wake up at 4.45&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to reach harbour front by 6.45am&lt;br /&gt;woke up and ches vomitted immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed stuff, came back home, bathe and went over thr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0839gfgh.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha thr were quite a number of helpers,&lt;br /&gt;a majority of them were from acs barker lah, nine of them&lt;br /&gt;the rest were indians and malays, couple of years above us&lt;br /&gt;yeah and you know something funny&lt;br /&gt;eight out of nine of them smoke okay, and jason being the only one (at the extreme right)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;during the activity&lt;br /&gt;timothy "hey zenghao, i need a SB"&lt;br /&gt;me "huh, what's SB?"&lt;br /&gt;timothy "smoke break"&lt;br /&gt;me "haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0838.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_0852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey jiarong, you know who jason is?&lt;br /&gt;he's from waterpolo also&lt;br /&gt;and both of us reckon that sean poh is a fuckhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1026.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1026.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1027.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1027.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1037.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1037.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha you see this indian woman&lt;br /&gt;yeah i was supposed to chain her up using ten locks&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to chain her head instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1547.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1547.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;it started raining at arnd 3plus, midway all the activites and games&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/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this young little girl is amazing mann, i tell you&lt;br /&gt;more hardworking than me&lt;br /&gt;came with her parents to help out,&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't get any pay&lt;br /&gt;and she's from team singapore&lt;br /&gt;ice-skating&lt;br /&gt;that's why she looks damn familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me "hey girl, what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;*i forgot the name, haha&lt;br /&gt;me "oh, you primary what ah?"&lt;br /&gt;she "sec one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1657.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1657.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; near the end, supposed to clear the rojak record thing&lt;br /&gt;ches and i decided we are big enough not to clear&lt;br /&gt;went off to get free ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back&lt;br /&gt;a damn funny malay boy came along&lt;br /&gt;malay "hey boy, ice-cream nice anot?"&lt;br /&gt;me "not very nice lah"&lt;br /&gt;malay "so do you want to come and help?"&lt;br /&gt;*the rest of the people laugh&lt;br /&gt;malay "joking only ah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, that's why i prefer malay boys than chinese&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1659.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1659.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1748.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;while waiting for ches's cousin to finish her briefing with the organisers&lt;br /&gt;we decided to chat up this aunty selling ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;then then then&lt;br /&gt;after 30minutes or so&lt;br /&gt;we struck a damn good deal okay with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/09-11-06_1809.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1809.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chester's cousin, her boyfriend and her boss&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/09-11-06_1706.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohya, i didn't tell you this&lt;br /&gt;ches's cousin is extremely good okay&lt;br /&gt;as in, she kept asking ches if he's hungry and stuff&lt;br /&gt;that's why we are able to slack okay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;yeah i've been a pig&lt;br /&gt;slept until 2pm&lt;br /&gt;met jinyi at her place arnd 5&lt;br /&gt;she was having a sore throat and stuff&lt;br /&gt;waited for her parents to come back&lt;br /&gt;and then off to geylang to eat&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we went to suntec instead&lt;br /&gt;bcos she was feeling uncomfortable and stuff&lt;br /&gt;like everywhere she goes, people were staring at her from all directions&lt;br /&gt;fucklin sick, took a cab down to suntec&lt;br /&gt;and ate at swensens instead&lt;br /&gt;on our way back on the cab&lt;br /&gt;this cabbie was being abit funny&lt;br /&gt;kept talking to us and teaching her ways to lie to her parents&lt;br /&gt;yeah came home arnd 11plus&lt;br /&gt;and train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went out to have lunch with my family&lt;br /&gt;came back&lt;br /&gt;the rest went out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay-home saturday today&lt;br /&gt;yeah call me a loser or whatever&lt;br /&gt;suit yourself&lt;br /&gt;i love staying home, being alone at times&lt;br /&gt;giving myself some space&lt;br /&gt;doing things myself, my own way&lt;br /&gt;have my own privacy, sorting out my own thoughts&lt;br /&gt;my two sisters say i am autistic&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and besides, i want to be alone for now&lt;br /&gt;literally going out everyday since the end of exams&lt;br /&gt;and what with the training, working, outings,&lt;br /&gt;my complexion is getting lousier &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;came back arnd 3pm&lt;br /&gt;it was such a lovely day to stay home and relax&lt;br /&gt;with the cool breeze and the slight drizzle coming into my room&lt;br /&gt;a cup of hot coffee on my bedroom table&lt;br /&gt;lay on my bed&lt;br /&gt;pachelbel's classical piece of music smoothing my ears&lt;br /&gt;stared at my cosy tangerine walls,&lt;br /&gt;slowly i thought of you again,&lt;br /&gt;flashbacks of sweet memories came into my mind&lt;br /&gt;your hugs,&lt;br /&gt;your smiles,&lt;br /&gt;your smell,&lt;br /&gt;your kisses&lt;br /&gt;with that, i felt your presence right beside me&lt;br /&gt;i was contented&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep, only to be awaken by my sisters' irritating voice hours later &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;um hey guys out thr&lt;br /&gt;i may not be a sweet-talker at times&lt;br /&gt;boys being boys don't exactly share their feelings right&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to tell that you all are special in my life&lt;br /&gt;really, all my closest friends&lt;br /&gt;ronald&lt;br /&gt;fok&lt;br /&gt;teck&lt;br /&gt;yihao&lt;br /&gt;ches&lt;br /&gt;jiarong&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how the world did i get to know you all&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how it happens&lt;br /&gt;or where it gets its start&lt;br /&gt;but all those happiness that it had brought me,&lt;br /&gt;always gives me that special lift,&lt;br /&gt;that is unexplainable&lt;br /&gt;can you literally do nothing with the other person?&lt;br /&gt;can you enjoy those moments of life that are utterly simple?&lt;br /&gt;a memory lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;never does it die&lt;br /&gt;true friends stay together&lt;br /&gt;and never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting you, qing&lt;br /&gt;yeah you know something,&lt;br /&gt;i think both of us really need each other in the long run&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure what i really meant,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's just my intution?&lt;br /&gt;yeah about your problem with stefan&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i can't be thr for you right now&lt;br /&gt;you must be feeling terrible,&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, everything will be alright tmr morning?&lt;br /&gt;don't view life in a hard way mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116325558451223554?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116325558451223554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116325558451223554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/thrusday-met-chester-on-wed-night-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116291420747299249</id><published>2006-11-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:48:39.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah as i told you, the blogging bug is back!&lt;br /&gt;so here i'm blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to wake up at 6.45 and swim&lt;br /&gt;and then to the library and borrow some recipe books&lt;br /&gt;but my mum didn't wake me up&lt;br /&gt;went swimming at 12 noon, just nice i wanted some tan&lt;br /&gt;met loretta at skatesports after that to sign the form&lt;br /&gt;so officially i'm a crew staff of skatesports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah met jinyi after that cos she wanted to go to some singapore biennale thingy&lt;br /&gt;oh it is the opposite way round, her mum wanted her to go&lt;br /&gt;so yeah left at arnd 6, drove to tanglin camp, it was clsed &lt;br /&gt;down to smu, and we didn't managed to find&lt;br /&gt;a waste of time driving arnd, but still fun though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, throughout the whole trip thr,&lt;br /&gt;her mum kept teasing her alright&lt;br /&gt;and thr was this bit i remembered&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about paris hilton,&lt;br /&gt;yeah she was saying about her being a porn star&lt;br /&gt;(but obviously it is not lah, her ex-boyfriend sold her out alright when she was 18,19?, anyway the movie is dubbed "one night in paris" and msged me if you want it)&lt;br /&gt;her mum started asking (ignorantly)&lt;br /&gt;mum "what is porn star?, is it like jie jie like that, prom queen in vj?"&lt;br /&gt;her "ya lah"&lt;br /&gt;mum "these type of things so clever, ask you read history don't want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her mum fetched me back home at 9&lt;br /&gt;swam again&lt;br /&gt;and ran with teckquan (oh sorry, he was on the line with me while running)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/06-11-06_1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/06-11-06_1813.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/06-11-06_1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/06-11-06_1729.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;training started at 10am today&lt;br /&gt;and while the hunks went chasing girls at orchard,&lt;br /&gt;i went to nsc to get my products&lt;br /&gt;and then work from 4-9pm&lt;br /&gt;and then reached home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway enjoy the pictures alright,&lt;br /&gt;try to spot who they are if you can,&lt;br /&gt;namely,&lt;br /&gt;zhengwei&lt;br /&gt;aran&lt;br /&gt;bingxiang&lt;br /&gt;kaiye&lt;br /&gt;gino&lt;br /&gt;iype (his hot butt!)&lt;br /&gt;chengyao&lt;br /&gt;minijian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1234.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1259.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1259.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1300.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1300.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1301.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1301.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1302.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1302.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1303.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1303.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1305.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1305.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1304.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1304.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1310.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1309.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1307.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1308.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-11-06_1306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-11-06_1306.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116291420747299249?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116291420747299249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116291420747299249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/monday-yeah-as-i-told-you-blogging-bug.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116278029802832178</id><published>2006-11-06T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:37:57.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/02-11-06_1213.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/02-11-06_1213.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if my life goes downturn suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;would you still be by my side,&lt;br /&gt;lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blogging bug is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;since that "someone" asked me to blog&lt;br /&gt;i will listen to ___ just once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/30-10-06_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-10-06_1701.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met _____ somewhere near my house.supposed to meet for an interview 3pm at bedok interchange.&lt;br /&gt;wth, when we went thr, they told us the job age requirement is actually 16,not 15&lt;br /&gt;met jinyi and her mum at parkway, cos she wanted to take up violin lessons ands stuff,but it was closed&lt;br /&gt;ended up walking all around changi airport&lt;br /&gt;rang up minjian, didnt know which bus to board back to crescent,&lt;br /&gt;took 53 and ended up taking a stroll at paya laber methodist's girls school which was under renovation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;went for my 5hours of training work at 10am&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was slack but good&lt;br /&gt;went back home, slack for awhile and then met teckquan cos he wanted to buy swimming tights&lt;br /&gt;ended up all the way at shaw plaza&lt;br /&gt;came back and train &lt;br /&gt;and ate at my house(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;went for my last five hours of training work at 10am&lt;br /&gt;yeah met this girl named jolena who seriously is abit retarded&lt;br /&gt;end off every sentence with a silly giggle,&lt;br /&gt;yeah she's a bloody retard, one moment we were talking, and then the next moment, she was sleeping on the bench, complaining she was sick&lt;br /&gt;that's why her pay is still ___ per hour after working for 5months&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah went back home, i was damn dirty okay&lt;br /&gt;fancy helping people wear skates and all&lt;br /&gt;but the best part is, um i won't say over here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet teckquan at 6 &lt;br /&gt;and jiarong at 7 at macritchie&lt;br /&gt;cos teck had some triathlon training programme over thr&lt;br /&gt;met jinyi for awhile&lt;br /&gt;ended up meeting teckquan at 6.15&lt;br /&gt;but things were screwed up&lt;br /&gt;teck ended up training with us instead&lt;br /&gt;that night was the best run i ever had so far this year&lt;br /&gt;running in the forest right in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;with the insects' sounds and stuff&lt;br /&gt;finished the run with a few cuts (the only source of light coming from teck's phone)&lt;br /&gt;left at 10plus and had dinner at little india&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrusday&lt;br /&gt;soccer training was at 8am&lt;br /&gt;zheng's mum drove us over thr, or i would have been late&lt;br /&gt;training was fine&lt;br /&gt;ate at the poolside's restaurant and had acupuncture later on in the early afternoon&lt;br /&gt;each session was lenghtier and more painful&lt;br /&gt;freaklin tired that i slept through first part of the session (two hours long)&lt;br /&gt;slept at jinyi's house after that&lt;br /&gt;training at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/03-11-06_1728.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/03-11-06_1728.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12plus&lt;br /&gt;met ron, fok, iype, aran, zheng, minjian, kaiye and rueben at lavender at 5pm&lt;br /&gt;totally owned the indians and malays in court&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was make me so sick after that okay&lt;br /&gt;ate at beach road, and i didnt even eat my bowl of fishsoup&lt;br /&gt;bused back with minijan, wanted to make sure that he gave the bubblegums to jinyi&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 11plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12plus and then slept till 5plus again&lt;br /&gt;dad went sailing &lt;br /&gt;mum went shopping&lt;br /&gt;while all my siblings were out&lt;br /&gt;didn't want to be home alone&lt;br /&gt;so stayed over at jiarong's house&lt;br /&gt;mum didn't want to help me to bet&lt;br /&gt;rang up my aunty and asked her to help me bet&lt;br /&gt;yeah the stake was small, but i can do much more with the 15bucks earned okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/04-11-06_1914.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/04-11-06_1914.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaxin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/05-11-06_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/05-11-06_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jieying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/05-11-06_0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/05-11-06_0808.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah slept at 3am cos i was thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;forced jiarong to wake up at 5am &lt;br /&gt;and reached macritchie at 6am&lt;br /&gt;went for 12km, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the run&lt;br /&gt;jiarong "hey later follow me to NUH"&lt;br /&gt;me "for what"&lt;br /&gt;jiarong "go see two girls working over thr"&lt;br /&gt;me "basket, i want to sleep"&lt;br /&gt;jiarong "okay nvm, later go see the wanton mee girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah didn't bother to see them&lt;br /&gt;went back home cos i was too tired&lt;br /&gt;to my grandma's place in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i did something naughty ytd&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;won't say cos i will get into trouble&lt;br /&gt;but it's definitely a good place to chill out next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116278029802832178?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116278029802832178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116278029802832178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-if-my-life-goes-downturn-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116240263835324196</id><published>2006-11-02T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:37:18.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey shan thanks for blogging&lt;br /&gt;damn it, didn't know that it was the 100th post or i wouldn't have ask you to blog&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway someone msged me this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;"hey can put some life into your blog?"&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking when was the last entry i really blog about my day&lt;br /&gt;went back home at night and checked&lt;br /&gt;september 22&lt;br /&gt;thanks to that someone, perhaps i shouldn't do much thinking right?&lt;br /&gt;yeah i shall blog tmr about what happened today okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer training at 8am tmr&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i just don't feel like going anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116240263835324196?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116240263835324196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116240263835324196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-shan-thanks-for-blogging-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116240041754027249</id><published>2006-11-02T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:00:17.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe; do you hear me?</title><content type='html'>Blogger sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had pics of you&amp;xin; but the damn thing wouldn't work &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 100th post! And yeah yeah yeah, I'm so lucky to uhhh be able to write the 100th post of your blog eh? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you this Sunday, I hope:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116240041754027249?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116240041754027249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116240041754027249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/breathe-do-you-hear-me.html' title='Breathe; do you hear me?'/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116228311812398961</id><published>2006-10-31T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:42:39.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/2005_Singapore_Pools.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/320/2005_Singapore_Pools.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/320/ladbrokes_logo.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was just thinking&lt;br /&gt;what is the easiest way to earn money?&lt;br /&gt;ah gambling ...&lt;br /&gt;yeah gambling&lt;br /&gt;after all my brother is legally 18&lt;br /&gt;and my mum regularly goes to singapore pools&lt;br /&gt;so why not take a risk?&lt;br /&gt;it is not the first time anyway&lt;br /&gt;way back in primary 5 during the 2002 world cup&lt;br /&gt;besides i have a ladbroke account shared with my brother&lt;br /&gt;you can bet the stupidest things, like how many corners will thr be in the game etc.&lt;br /&gt;so singapore pools and ladbroke time&lt;br /&gt;starting with the coming champions league&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the evidence shows that God was actually quite a gambler, and the universe is a great casino, where dice are thrown, and roulette wheels spin on every occasion. Over a large number of bets, the odds even out and we can make predictions; that's why casino owners are so rich. But over a very small number of rolls of the dice, the uncertainty principle is very important.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway just got myself another $280&lt;br /&gt;chester just called me to act in a advertisement&lt;br /&gt;dress security uniform, read a uniform, pretending to sleep on a table, newspaper covering your face&lt;br /&gt;four days from 1-6pm&lt;br /&gt;70 bucks a day&lt;br /&gt;haha what easy money&lt;br /&gt;came back from skatesports shop&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the last day of training&lt;br /&gt;and next week's officially work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it's going to rain soon&lt;br /&gt;bet you 100bucks teck is going to call soon and say he is not going to meet anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116228311812398961?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116228311812398961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116228311812398961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-just-thinking-what-is-easiest.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116217994309258433</id><published>2006-10-30T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:50:05.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THREE GUYS. johnnie walker, jack daniels and ah beng tan entered a pub.&lt;br /&gt;they sat down at the bar and the bartender took their orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnnie walker said: " Johnnie Walker, single. "&lt;br /&gt;jack daniels said : "Jack Daniels, single."&lt;br /&gt;ah beng tan said : " Ah Beng Tan, married. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! so superly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tay zeng hao is the only guy who actively participated in the durex condom survey.&lt;br /&gt;as i always say "virginity is not dignity but lack of opportunity". you can quote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILOVEJACQ!&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that's just the way it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116217994309258433?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116217994309258433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116217994309258433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/three-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116214430853868954</id><published>2006-10-30T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:56:53.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when the waves are round me breaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;as I pace the deck alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and my eye in vain is seeking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;some green leaf to rest upon;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;what would not I give to wander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;where my old companions dwell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year on&lt;br /&gt;in 5 years you shaped it&lt;br /&gt;in one season, we destroyed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decision you made on that day changed my outlook of life throughout&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making that choice&lt;br /&gt;when one door closes,&lt;br /&gt;another opens&lt;br /&gt;i could never have become a better person&lt;br /&gt;and i've never look back since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never see myself working with you again&lt;br /&gt;till the day comes,&lt;br /&gt;i never did you proud&lt;br /&gt;and nvr did i not let you down&lt;br /&gt;sorry seems to be the easiest word to say now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116214430853868954?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116214430853868954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116214430853868954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-waves-are-round-me-breaking-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116179841342159698</id><published>2006-10-26T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:52:39.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/untitled.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'm in a period of growth and expansion.&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking long, hard looks at the world,&lt;br /&gt;and what's happening in it, analyzing and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to become acquainted with the universe&lt;br /&gt;with the part of it i occupy&lt;br /&gt;and trying to settle, for myself, what my relationship with it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got one choice to make&lt;br /&gt;choose A and you risk being labelled as a betrayer to your brothers&lt;br /&gt;choose B and you question yourself what's love? (love is selfish)&lt;br /&gt;i would choose _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came a dilemma,&lt;br /&gt;you have choice C&lt;br /&gt;not choosing C means you are giving up your dream (you are dreaming of that everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in came choice D,&lt;br /&gt;which is by far the most important,&lt;br /&gt;your source of encouragement, refuge, support&lt;br /&gt;neglect that, your life will be nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides A, B, C, D&lt;br /&gt;you still have&lt;br /&gt;1) muay thai&lt;br /&gt;2) soccer training&lt;br /&gt;3) volunteering&lt;br /&gt;4) cooking lessons&lt;br /&gt;5) studies&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were me, and you are greedy&lt;br /&gt;which one will you prioritize first?&lt;br /&gt;D,C,A,B&lt;br /&gt;D,A,B,C&lt;br /&gt;D,B,C,A&lt;br /&gt;alright i'm saying&lt;br /&gt;family always comes first&lt;br /&gt;so what's next&lt;br /&gt;what's next really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said it before&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WELCOME TO MY LIFE BABY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/22-10-06_1721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116179841342159698?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116179841342159698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116179841342159698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-in-period-of-growth-and-expansion.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116179668257643457</id><published>2006-10-26T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:18:02.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was in the drug store the other day trying to get a cold medication&lt;br /&gt;note easy&lt;br /&gt;there's an entire wall of products you need.&lt;br /&gt;you stand there going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, this one is quick acting but this is long lasting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which is more important, the present or the future?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gossip or bitching is the art of saying nothing in a way that leaves practically nothing unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;your earlier post today makes complete sense, shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but you can't blame them right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;can't you tell, they're just god damn jealous of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they got their own pathetic lives, so let them shoot their mouth off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you got to believe in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stand by what you stand for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;remember that those who stand for nothing fall for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and don't let yourself be the one, alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;some people listen to themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rather then listen to others say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;these people dont come along very often,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but when they do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they remind us that once you set out in a path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even though critics may doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's okay to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and shaw, you are one of these special people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;take a little lesson from the weather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they don't listen to criticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that's why i'm having rashes now right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116179668257643457?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116179668257643457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116179668257643457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-in-drug-store-other-day-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116176577910227615</id><published>2006-10-25T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:42:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha shaw's back.&lt;br /&gt;sorry sexy, im too lazy to preheat my oven so there. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;meanwhile, enjoy your famous amos :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about this the whole car ride today.&lt;br /&gt;like how often do we form an impression of people without even knowing them in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im guilty of that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;used&lt;/strong&gt; to have an impression that zenghao's a really mean person, but no. he isnt&lt;br /&gt;in fact i think he's really nice :D&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;used&lt;/strong&gt; to think that celeste chen's a slut after reading her blog, but maybe she isn, cause jordus said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought about the times where youve never met or known that person personally and yet somewhere out there youre involved with sharing your personal opinions on that person to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather, lets just say, you know who that person is, but youre not like really close and stuff. does this make it acceptable for you to go around bitching as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the remarks about that person's being stupid, not using his/her brains to fucking think, some rumours which evolved out of nowhere;&lt;br /&gt;and you dont know what the hell have you done, which is so serious to make you deserve all this shitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how would you feel if the victim's you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116176577910227615?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116176577910227615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116176577910227615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahaha-shaws-back.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116153425744832247</id><published>2006-10-23T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:24:17.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/22-10-06_1946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/22-10-06_1946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly stay home saturday says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you blog for me too? blog nicely ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verashaw says:&lt;/strong&gt;do i blog as you or vera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly stay home saturday says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera lah, my good girl friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahah awww! :D sweeet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so alright. zenghao was bloody slacking at home today please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-RAHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i thought he was gonna be like real busy and stuff cause i didn see him online?! but wth?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SHOULD HAVE DATED YOU OUT FOR OUR ICE CREAM DATE ):&lt;br /&gt;one day ah, sexy. remind me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly stay home saturday says:&lt;/strong&gt; your treat hor?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you tell me! you tell me! have you even seen a guy as jian as him?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so anyhow, poor zenghao's having rashes cause of the haze&lt;strong&gt; -frowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahah redddyyy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sorta reminds me of how he was complaining about himself being red after our drinking session the other time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/IMG_3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/IMG_3300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sexy tay. you still owe me barcadi coke and vodka something eh! and and. our fun fun party at your place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahh exciting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh, seriously ah , ive never heard of it you kn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ow. haze affects throat and lungs right? how come your skin got problem?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then yeah. two days ago he got me to note down what he wants me to get from shanghai for him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunglasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ipod cover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boxing gloves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;addidas/nike hat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going out watch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leather wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 polo tee ( white and green )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tie&lt;br.&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;that greedy guy. tsk tsk. serious. ive never seen sucha food/things/money grabber :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah, sexy. remember our overseas trip to whereever next year after eoys alright?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love you, neighbour!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/IMG_3304.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/IMG_3304.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116144588710590871?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116144588710590871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116144588710590871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-and-frilly-palaver-is-silly-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116110118583257222</id><published>2006-10-17T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:06:25.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid little conference&lt;br /&gt;had this conference with ron, fok, iype and kwangyueh just now&lt;br /&gt;1.5 hours and nothing came out?&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just want to tell you, iype&lt;br /&gt;that i value our friendship okay&lt;br /&gt;just because i have something right now,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean i ignore the rest which too form part of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck haze means rashes&lt;br /&gt;fuck haze also means no training&lt;br /&gt;next time alright? until my rashes are gone&lt;br /&gt;so it is back to getting myself inspired&lt;br /&gt;goal! and remember the titans tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i won't know unless you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and unless you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i won't never appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116110118583257222?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116110118583257222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116110118583257222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-little-conference-had-this.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116106248990749947</id><published>2006-10-17T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:34:36.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to teckquan and angjinyi  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/untitledhj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/untitledhj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experience is simple the name we give our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;true or false?&lt;br /&gt;take the bitter with the sour&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people suffer setbacks&lt;br /&gt;but what is most significant about it,&lt;br /&gt;is that whether you will bounce back strongly&lt;br /&gt;or waste yourself in rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and try to become a better person&lt;br /&gt;you fail this time&lt;br /&gt;you try again&lt;br /&gt;and if you fail again&lt;br /&gt;you try again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember thomas edison?&lt;br /&gt;"i have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that don’t work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will want to be labeled a failure&lt;br /&gt;we all want to be successful people&lt;br /&gt;- people who put in an effort and see its reward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether you are a student taking a exam or an entrepreneur starting a business,&lt;br /&gt;each and everyone of us looks forward to success and not failure as our ultimate goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, the fact remains&lt;br /&gt;for every hundred businesses started each year,&lt;br /&gt;only about twenty survive the first two years of operation&lt;br /&gt;and for every hundred students sitting for a math exam,&lt;br /&gt;at least one or two will likely be sitting for it again&lt;br /&gt;that's the reality of life, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;bitter, painful and sarcastic as it may sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is for sure&lt;br /&gt;that precept, study, advice, and example ,&lt;br /&gt;could never have taught us so well as what failure has done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end off this post with a beautiful peom which was given to me by my cousin last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i run my fastest, but i still get beaten&lt;br /&gt;i land on my head, when i should be on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;i try to move forward, but i am stuck in rewind.&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep at it?&lt;br /&gt;i won't be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the harder i am thrown, the higher i bounce&lt;br /&gt;i give it my all, and that's all that counts&lt;br /&gt;in first place, myself, i seldom find&lt;br /&gt;so i push to the limit&lt;br /&gt;- i won't be left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people tell me you can't&lt;br /&gt;some say don't&lt;br /&gt;some simply give up&lt;br /&gt;i reply, i won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power is here, locked away in my mind&lt;br /&gt;my persecerance is my excellence,&lt;br /&gt;i won't be left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the best of each moment,&lt;br /&gt;the future is soon the past&lt;br /&gt;the more i tell myself this, the less i come in last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout my competition,&lt;br /&gt;i've learned what winning is all about&lt;br /&gt;a plain and clear lesson&lt;br /&gt;- giving up is the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so every night before i go to bed,&lt;br /&gt;i hope in a small way i have shined&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;and i won't be left behind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway with no reference to this post&lt;br /&gt;it's time to draw the line between being proud and arrogance, lixiang&lt;br /&gt;same old you since sec1&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna spill the beans&lt;br /&gt;you know people will laugh their heads off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116106248990749947?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116106248990749947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116106248990749947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-post-is-dedicated-to-teckquan-and.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116090683996939260</id><published>2006-10-15T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:07:19.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;most come to expect less of friends after disappointments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and the experience of wanting friendships,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;as people go through different phases of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the lack of expectations is not necessarily healthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;because it may express a lack of confidence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or an unwillingness to commit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in the same way we do not expect anything of an animal in the zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we may eat an satisfying burger with an acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but it is with our best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; that we think of sharing with great relish the description of our discovery of something mundane like delicious food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116090683996939260?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116090683996939260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116090683996939260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-come-to-expect-less-of-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116085619451362565</id><published>2006-10-15T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T04:03:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one day I wrote her name upon the strand,&lt;br /&gt;but came the waves and washed it away&lt;br /&gt;again I wrote it with a second hand,&lt;br /&gt;but came the tide, and made my pains his prey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-10-06_1704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world :)&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i last blogged&lt;br /&gt;anyway life has never been this busy before okay&lt;br /&gt;training and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrusday?&lt;br /&gt;oh what did i do on that day?&lt;br /&gt;check my ihc paper right after my chinese paper&lt;br /&gt;omg 24/30 the highest in class&lt;br /&gt;haha bet lixiang is fucklin jealous&lt;br /&gt;what did he attain?&lt;br /&gt;a miserable 19/30&lt;br /&gt;and to think he loves seeking attention during lessons&lt;br /&gt;jiarong, you hate this kind of people right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for acupuncture straight after that&lt;br /&gt;god damn it&lt;br /&gt;took me 2hours before i could leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jingyi at her house&lt;br /&gt;and basket shaw and minjian have to turn up&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna blog&lt;br /&gt;but here's her side of her story haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so yep. i went out with minjian in the morning to watch scoop before meeting guyA and girl B near minjian's house. then i decided to be a detective and follow guyA and girl B&lt;br /&gt;cause guyA kept saying&lt;br /&gt;guyA: eh, you all walk one way we walk one way please?&lt;br /&gt;in the end i lost them :/ ended up cabbing to kovan&lt;br /&gt;cause i remembered girlB saying that she wanted to go there to buy paint with guyA. so ya&lt;br /&gt;GUYA. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU READ MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;YOU OWE ME MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;bloody pay up or ill kill you. -stares&lt;br /&gt;in the end, you know where were they?&lt;br /&gt;LION CITY HOTEL. and they bought no paint&lt;br /&gt;guyA: eh. cab down and fetch us. we go ikea. split the cost&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;guyA told me that they were at joo chiat complex,&lt;br /&gt;so i told the uncle to drive there.&lt;br /&gt;stupid uncle cheated my money.&lt;br /&gt;drove one big roundin the end?!&lt;br /&gt;they were at lion city hotel and the uncle was so damn pissed&lt;br /&gt;and i was so damn scared alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera: uncle im sorry, can we wait for my friends?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: WAIT?! HOW LONG?!&lt;br /&gt;vera: very fast&lt;br /&gt;minjian: call guyA&lt;br /&gt;vera: eh, we reached already. at joochiat complex&lt;br /&gt;guyA: lion city hotel!&lt;br /&gt;vera: uncle, sorrry. can you drive to lion city hotel?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: you know there's a jam?! here jam there jam. and if you want to go 2 places you should tell me!&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we got scolded like hell.&lt;br /&gt;then later we told the uncle that we wanted to go ikea.&lt;br /&gt;but minjian said he gotta be home early cause he had a flight to catch.&lt;br /&gt;yup, he just left for australia yesterday night ):&lt;br /&gt;so guyA thought there wasn any point then he told the uncle to go marina south instead&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i felt so bad throughout the whole trip&lt;br /&gt;that i kept apologising when we alighted&lt;br /&gt;to add on, the cab fare wasn split between 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;instead it was split between girlB and me! - RAHHH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed her very own side of the story&lt;br /&gt;don't forget your boyfriend, chan minjian still owe her 20bucks&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised why should we split half when the cab fare was $13.20 when we meet you all?&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the scandalous pictures&lt;br /&gt;really really really scandalous&lt;br /&gt;it's so obvious that wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;and wasn't her&lt;br /&gt;you probably went to snap some pictures of some cheap couple and go framed that it is me&lt;br /&gt;CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;went jogging at macritchie with jiarong in the morning&lt;br /&gt;and finally, he was early this time&lt;br /&gt;haha, he came at 6.35am okay&lt;br /&gt;went for our 12km run&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet him after his tution to go vivocity&lt;br /&gt;but i was not in the mood to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teckquan came to my house in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;we chatted for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;and he gave me some really really good advice on ________&lt;br /&gt;teck "serious lah, i don't know what you really want"&lt;br /&gt;but that's besides the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-10-06_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-10-06_1310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to treknology later on to look for trisuits&lt;br /&gt;and guess who we saw?&lt;br /&gt;dexter&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and he's really serious about getting the trek 1.5 bike&lt;br /&gt;which costs around 2.8k okay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;(okay this time, i won't say)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway just been to my greatgrandma's house&lt;br /&gt;and she's really really skinny now&lt;br /&gt;don't think she will lasts any longer now&lt;br /&gt;she's like already 97 years old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay i need to train tmr&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116085619451362565?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116085619451362565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116085619451362565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-day-i-wrote-her-name-upon-strand.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116058609469550179</id><published>2006-10-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T01:16:05.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is the way the world ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is the way the world ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is the way the world ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not with a bang but a whimper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-10-06_1716.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-10-06_1716.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper's in 7.5 hours time&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not in the mood to do exams anymore&lt;br /&gt;talking to minjian and shaw right now&lt;br /&gt;and you know jingyi and minjian are staying damn near each other?&lt;br /&gt;same road&lt;br /&gt;paya laber crescent&lt;br /&gt;jalan kayu next tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;book a hotel and sleep over okay?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway no matter what the scoreline will be later on,&lt;br /&gt;i am not talking about england&lt;br /&gt;i am refering to singapore vs iraq match&lt;br /&gt;i know you tried ur best and you have no regrets at all&lt;br /&gt;remember william hung?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116058609469550179?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116058609469550179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116058609469550179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-way-world-ends-this-is-way.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116036448017671098</id><published>2006-10-09T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:47:43.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;where talent is a dwarf, self-esteem is a giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the soul that is within me, no man can degrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-10-06_2310.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-10-06_2310.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the haze is gone for good&lt;br /&gt;so i'm back to training&lt;br /&gt;starting from where i stopped a couple of months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eliminate the negative attitude and believe you can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Replace 'if I can, I hope, maybe' with 'I can, I will, I must.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went jogging with my sis early in the morning today&lt;br /&gt;and then have a swim with teck later on&lt;br /&gt;anyway while teck was swimming,&lt;br /&gt;i rang up wincoln to discuss the formation for FOS&lt;br /&gt;discussed and the formation goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaadsd&lt;/span&gt;shixuan (J)&lt;br /&gt;zijie(L)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sssds&lt;/span&gt;fok(K)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ssds&lt;/span&gt;junlin(I)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dd&lt;/span&gt;yitian (K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dsdssdsssddd&lt;/span&gt;myself(K)&lt;br /&gt;wincoln(L)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dssssdsddsdsssds&lt;/span&gt; hongxin(K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sadsasdssds&lt;/span&gt;yiming(J)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this formation is the best that both of us can think of okay&lt;br /&gt;initially i was thinking of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ssssssdsssssd&lt;/span&gt;chingto&lt;/span&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SK&lt;/span&gt;(J)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ssd&lt;/span&gt;fok(K)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ssss&lt;/span&gt;junlin&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sss&lt;/span&gt;(I) yitian (K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dssadsdsssdd&lt;/span&gt;myself(K)&lt;br /&gt;wincoln(L)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dsssdssadsddsdss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;shijun&lt;/span&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ssdssdssads&lt;/span&gt;hongxin(K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know such as thr is a limit proportion of races living in HDB,&lt;br /&gt;we have to add in a number of people here and thr&lt;br /&gt;haha, i know some of you all will not be happy&lt;br /&gt;but please don't mind me saying this&lt;br /&gt;this is the best nine of our consortium&lt;br /&gt;yeah the best nine&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe people have different opinions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro-ed: aran, zhengwei, kaiye, gino, chengyao, luke, songyi, derrick, timothy, rueben&lt;br /&gt;aphelion: kwangyueh, yuwei, iype, benjamin,&lt;br /&gt;ispark: minjian, fabian, timonthy, joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will have no problem against aphelion and ispark&lt;br /&gt;haha it will probably be a rugby score-line&lt;br /&gt;and the player to mark out for pro-ed will be aran&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/06-10-06_1602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;keep him out of the game, and we stand a higher chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, did i ever tell you that my parents had this little heated agrument on whether i should learn muay thai?&lt;br /&gt;damn my mum&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going for my high tea session with my grandparents&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain.&lt;br /&gt;It's not something you learn in school.&lt;br /&gt;But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;you really haven't learned anything."&lt;br /&gt;        - Muhammad Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i hope you know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116036448017671098?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116036448017671098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116036448017671098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-talent-is-dwarf-self-esteem-is.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116020273518820269</id><published>2006-10-07T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:32:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aren't the singapore government going to make a swipe at the indonesian authorities for spoiling my day?&lt;br /&gt;i really can't beathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116020273518820269?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116020273518820269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116020273518820269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/arent-singapore-government-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-116014650181415527</id><published>2006-10-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:06:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i shall blog later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : What is your status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : What were you doing 15 minutes ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : complaining to my mum how bad the fucklin haze is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : What are your fave sports?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : and you know i don't show favoritism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you cry most of the time you have problems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : yeah alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Did you have a fight with someone today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : never, no one throws the first punch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : What are your fave subjects?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : my favourite will be my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Who cheers u up d most in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : that'll be my mum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do u like to chat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : that's why i got to alot of fucklin trouble in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : last chat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : 5minutes ago "fuck lah, you only return me two cds"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you like to laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : stupid things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; : Last testi from? What's the testi about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : haha friendster? ruiyong "hey come rjc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Last text message from? What's about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : yiqing "hey dude,how was the paper? i just came back from the hosipital.stomach still hurting, parents are afriad that its the virus thing/"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Last food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : hahaha mango tofu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you have an exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you think people who like to studya lot are nerds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : um, i am a PERFECT example. yeah it's what you want to achieve in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : What's your opinion about long distance relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : never tried. you have faith, it keeps you going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : About love at the first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q ; Did you ever love sumone but he/she didnt likeyou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : haha, i don't know bcos i don't ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Did you ever dump someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Have you ever taken a relationship withsumone u didn't love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : what the hell for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Have you ever hurt somemore who u love so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : you'll think that person deserve better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you like your school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : currently hell yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you have a new best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : boys are not girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q : Do you have something you must do right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : yeah bathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-116014650181415527?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116014650181415527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/116014650181415527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha-i-shall-blog-later-q-what-is-your.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115995979735436301</id><published>2006-10-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:06:50.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Bluebackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Bluebackground.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/alvin_swedes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/alvin_swedes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alvin is one of the very few Muay Thai trainers in Singapore who has not only trained in Thailand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but has fought there on a professional basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alvin is therefore able to bring a genuine and unique set of skills to his training classes to ensure you receive the very best Muay Thai training available in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you are caught up in a street fight?&lt;br /&gt;you had done nothing wrong, some idiots just want to find trouble with anyone they seem not happy with&lt;br /&gt;fear is a question: What are you afraid of, and why?&lt;br /&gt;how do you react?&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;real world&lt;/span&gt;, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, police can solve crimes&lt;br /&gt;put those little bastards into jail&lt;br /&gt;but police can never stop what people think or do&lt;br /&gt;they have no control over ppl's mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's all back to the basic,&lt;br /&gt;it's for oneself to define how they want their life to be&lt;br /&gt;different ppl,&lt;br /&gt;different view,&lt;br /&gt;different life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe that,&lt;br /&gt;when there is only a choice between cowardice and violence,&lt;br /&gt;i would choose violence&lt;br /&gt;it is better to be violent in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover up impotence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahatma gandhi once said&lt;br /&gt;"I would rather have India resort to arms in order to defend her honour than that she should, in a cowardly manner, become or remain a helpless witness to her own dishonour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn muay thai;&lt;br /&gt;the most practical way&lt;br /&gt;fighting stamina is different to running stamina&lt;br /&gt;fights are anaerobic and jogging is aerobic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where the fear has gone there will be nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only I will remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115995979735436301?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115995979735436301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115995979735436301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/alvin-is-one-of-very-few-muay-thai.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115987598323120398</id><published>2006-10-03T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:46:23.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/786806610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/786806610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you talk about the yellow ribbon project&lt;br /&gt;you talk about giving them a second chance&lt;br /&gt;you strongly believe in doing so&lt;br /&gt;to err is human;&lt;br /&gt;to forgive is divine&lt;br /&gt;true, but action is louder than words&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you talk about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;you talk about forgiveness is love in its most noble form&lt;br /&gt;but yet when you encounter a first-hand experience&lt;br /&gt;you said it's easier said than it's done&lt;br /&gt;the irony of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you forgive&lt;br /&gt;yet you know your forgiveness is false&lt;br /&gt;your anger goes undergroud&lt;br /&gt;you say it is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in actual fact,&lt;br /&gt;you know true forgiveness isn't easy&lt;br /&gt;yet if you succeed,&lt;br /&gt;you know it will transform yourself significantly&lt;br /&gt;"To forgive is to love and to feel worthy of love"&lt;br /&gt;      - Robert Karen&lt;br /&gt;in other words by its intervention,&lt;br /&gt;what has been done can be undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you will try&lt;br /&gt;you say you will learn&lt;br /&gt;and i know time will tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is just a random post&lt;br /&gt;sigh, tell me who likes studying?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115987598323120398?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115987598323120398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115987598323120398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-talk-about-yellow-ribbon-project.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115953066221603973</id><published>2006-09-29T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:51:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acupuncture&lt;br /&gt;25 needles per visit&lt;br /&gt;40 bucks a session&lt;br /&gt;4 times per month&lt;br /&gt;a period of 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there will be a miracle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115953066221603973?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115953066221603973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115953066221603973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/acupuncture-25-needles-per-visit-40.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115944871874298970</id><published>2006-09-28T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:08:42.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your term in hwachong is drawing near&lt;br /&gt;you asked yourself this&lt;br /&gt;"what have you accomplished these three years?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115944871874298970?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115944871874298970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115944871874298970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-term-in-hwachong-is-drawing-near.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115919089405221052</id><published>2006-09-25T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:28:14.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WiXV9x8ZQ7U"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WiXV9x8ZQ7U" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Rick Hoyt was 15, he communicated something to his father that changed both their lives. "Dad," the mute quadriplegic wrote in his computer after his father pushed him in a wheelchair in a five-kilometer race, "I felt like I wasn't handicapped."&lt;br /&gt;Rick, now 37, has had cerebral palsy since birth. But he has always been treated simply as one of the family, included by his now-divorced parents in almost everything brothers Rob and Russell did."&lt;br /&gt;They told us to put Rick away, in an institution, (because) he's going to be nothing but a vegetable for the rest of his life," his father remembers.&lt;br /&gt;"We said, 'No, we're not going to do that.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to bring Rick home and bring him up like any other child,'" says Dick Hoyt, 59, a retired lieutenant colonel with the Air National Guard. "And this is what we have done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Every Boston Marathon since 1981'&lt;br /&gt;For more than 20 years, Dick has either towed, pushed or carried Rick in a string of athletic challenges including every Boston Marathon since 1981 and, most recently, last month's Ironman Triathlon World Championships in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;For that event, competitors have to swim 2 1/2 miles through the ocean and then peddle a bicycle 112 miles before running a hilly, 26.2-mile marathon.&lt;br /&gt;In the triathlon swim, Rick lies on his back in a rubber raft attached by rope to a wetsuit vest worn by his father.&lt;br /&gt;In the bike portion, Rick sits in a chair attached to the front of Dick's bike, and on the run, Dick pushes Rick in the race chair.&lt;br /&gt;This year, it took them 16 hours and 14 minutes to finish the 140-mile day of reckoning -- about two hours slower than their first try, in 1989.&lt;br /&gt;But time isn't the point. Teamwork is.&lt;br /&gt;The Hoyts are the only tandem ever to complete the Ironman Triathlon World Championships together. '&lt;br /&gt;The biggest smile you ever saw in your life'The spark for this lifetime of patience and devotion was ignited in 1977.&lt;br /&gt;The teen-age Rick asked his father if he could participate in a five-kilometer (3.1 mile) race to benefit an athlete paralyzed in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;Dick agreed and pushed his son the entire distance in a jerry-rigged chair that now resides in the Massachusetts Sports Hall of Fame.&lt;br /&gt;As they crossed the finish line that day, Rick flashed "the biggest smile you ever saw in your life," his father told CNN.&lt;br /&gt;When they got home, Rick went to a specially built computer that allowed him to communicate using a head switch to select letters and spell out words.The message Rick typed, expressing his joy of feeling "like I wasn't handicapped," began an odyssey of love that continues to this day, taking father and son to competitions around the world.&lt;br /&gt;It even inspired Dick to learn how to swim."He's the one who has motivated me because if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be out there competing," says Dick.&lt;br /&gt;"What I'm doing is loaning Rick my arms and legs so he can be out there competing like everybody else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick Hoyt says he is most proud of Rick's graduation from Boston University 131K/11 sec.&lt;br /&gt;The competitor completes college&lt;br /&gt;And yet, for all of their athletic achievement, the Hoyt family's greatest pride came in 1993 when Rick, a young man with no use of his legs or arms or of his tongue got his Bachelor of Science degree from Boston University.&lt;br /&gt;"It just gives me a great feeling that he's been able to accomplish all of these things (when) they said he was going to be nothing but a vegetable," his proud father says.&lt;br /&gt;While Rick made the grades, much of the credit for making that possible goes to his mother. It was Judy Hoyt who battled to have a state law changed so that her son could attend public school. '&lt;br /&gt;The only place where truly I feel as an equal'Rick now lives in his own apartment near the B.U. campus with the assistance of personal care attendants, and works at the university developing computers to aid disabled people.&lt;br /&gt;He and Dick travel the country giving motivational speeches and, of course, they battle the road, as a unit -- participating in upwards of 50 races a year, touching everyone with whom they come in contact.&lt;br /&gt;Rick: "When I am running, my disability seems to disappear"&lt;br /&gt;After coming this far against the odds, it's understandable to hear Dick say, "There is nothing in the world that the both of us can't conquer together."But mental determination and physical stamina tell only part of the Hoyt story.&lt;br /&gt;A message of independence and acceptance typed by Rick typed on his computer complete the picture:"When I am running, my disability seems to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;It is the only place where truly I feel as an equal.&lt;br /&gt;Due to all the positive feedback, I do not feel handicapped at all.&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I feel that I am the intelligent person that I am with no limits.I have a message for the world which is this: To take time to get to know people with disabilities for the individuals they are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really really inspiring video&lt;br /&gt;i actually cried while watching it during the break of singapore idol&lt;br /&gt;truly an unconditional love shown from a father to a son, and this applies to what dreams of made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not let your fire go out,&lt;br /&gt;spark by irreplaceable spark,&lt;br /&gt;in the hopeless swamps of the approximate,&lt;br /&gt;the not-quite,&lt;br /&gt;the not-yet,&lt;br /&gt;the not-at-all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not let the hero in your soul perish,&lt;br /&gt;in lonely frustration for the life you deserved,&lt;br /&gt;but have never been able to reach&lt;br /&gt;Check your road and the nature of your battle&lt;br /&gt;The world you desired can be won.&lt;br /&gt;It exists,&lt;br /&gt;it is real,&lt;br /&gt;it is possible,&lt;br /&gt;it is yours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the first step&lt;br /&gt;you don't really have to see the whole staircase&lt;br /&gt;but take the first step, will you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick Hoyt, you are really my hero&lt;br /&gt;most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all&lt;br /&gt;and it is you who define all odds&lt;br /&gt;you who really made your son to who is he today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so throw off the bowline&lt;br /&gt;ssail away from the safe harbor&lt;br /&gt;catch the trade winds in your sails.&lt;br /&gt;dream and discover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115919089405221052?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;heyhey everyone,ang ang here to blog for penguin xp oops =x haahaa:)i realli dont know what to write.Erm maybe write bout you??yea.tay zenghao,28 march 1991.OHYA!!you got the same b'dae as my mom!!!haahaa:)then she say you can come my house celebrate together..lolx!mugger-not really.likes to sleep alot(thats what i think)he's not cute okay.Ah ma's are more cute!next time take a pic of what i did k?the whole box of stuffs.yea.though its not very big,its the effort that counts right?hmmm...eh tay zenghao.serious.i dont know what to write..hahaaa:)you still haven blog me..you this meanie.but its okay.overdue already:(saddening.haahaa:)bye&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115902026732820321?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115902026732820321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115902026732820321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/heyhey_23.html' title='heyhey'/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115893819309733500</id><published>2006-09-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:04:46.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZENGHAO ! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TAY ZENG HAO ! (:&lt;br /&gt;hope you like this picture more than yst's one.&lt;br /&gt;i spent like, an hour looking for the pics and putting them together.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the msges.&lt;br /&gt;it was great talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;it all just started with that night, when we were so bored and started talking to each other online (:&lt;br /&gt;you chinese pro.&lt;br /&gt;i still think i'll fail my chinese test. :/&lt;br /&gt;you'll be my besti from now on ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 , QING.&lt;br /&gt;text me after reading this.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115893819309733500?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115893819309733500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115893819309733500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/zenghao.html' title='ZENGHAO ! (:'/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115893039783278645</id><published>2006-09-22T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T21:10:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training with teck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3490/3308/200/18-09-06_1718.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/3490/3308/200/18-09-06_1725.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/3490/3308/200/18-09-06_1751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and that is the reason why i love sauna&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/3490/3308/200/17-09-06_1535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the moe's survey thingy is total screwed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fancy doing a three hours paper and and we don't even know the reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and the fucking old uncles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;me "um, why are you doing this?"&lt;br /&gt;fucker "just do your best"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raised up my hand for damn long&lt;br /&gt;fucker "why you always ask question"&lt;br /&gt;fucker "what do you want"&lt;br /&gt;me "can we leave once we complete?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fucker "NNOOOO!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;me "okay i'm just asking a question right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fucker "one more time you talk, i send you to general office"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/19-09-06_1603.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/19-09-06_1603.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/19-09-06_1602.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/19-09-06_1602.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mass pon of class&lt;/span&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/3490/3308/200/19-09-06_1233.0.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/3490/3308/200/19-09-06_1227.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/3490/3308/200/19-09-06_1229.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and all talk about china's students being our role model?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the guy on the right is shao hongxin&lt;br /&gt;shao jiayi's brother, the guy who got sent off during the asian cup qualifier match against singapore&lt;br /&gt;and the guy who blamed the sun&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THRUSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MCS!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;doctor "okay what is your problem?"&lt;br /&gt;me "er, i got headache and some rashes"&lt;br /&gt;doctor "you know headache and rashes don't come together"&lt;br /&gt;me "yeah two different case"&lt;br /&gt;*got mc, walked out of the room&lt;br /&gt;iype was next&lt;br /&gt;iype "i got a slight fever"&lt;br /&gt;and he really had&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&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/3490/3308/200/21-09-06_1542.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3490/3308/200/22-09-06_1326.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/3490/3308/200/11-09-06_1155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you know how much i like my chinese teacher?&lt;br /&gt;he's the best teacher i ever had&lt;br /&gt;though it can be a pain sometimes, quarreling with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115893039783278645?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115893039783278645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115893039783278645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-monday-after-training-with-teck.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115880173332870283</id><published>2006-09-21T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T09:22:13.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hail timothy iype thomas and tay zenghao&lt;br /&gt;ponning school to study together&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115880173332870283?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115880173332870283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115880173332870283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hail-timothy-iype-thomas-and-tay.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115875323327145556</id><published>2006-09-20T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:00:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey&lt;br /&gt;my blog is not dead&lt;br /&gt;i am just mugging, yes mugging&lt;br /&gt;and if you did not see correctly&lt;br /&gt;yes, tay zeng hao is mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know singaporeans are kiasu?&lt;br /&gt;they tell you they are not studying&lt;br /&gt;but in actual fact, they are mugging like shit&lt;br /&gt;yeah typical singaporeans&lt;br /&gt;but i know from actual fact that people like iype and chester haven't even started yet&lt;br /&gt;iype, stop playing soccer can? (you say you wanted to study today after school to 8pm, then you called me just now, saying you just reached home)&lt;br /&gt;chester, stop thinking about her can? (you called me, asking me how am i getting along with ___? and you just realised you are pretty much screwed now)&lt;br /&gt;and to all those who lied that they have not started studying, go fuck yourself upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am not disciplined either&lt;br /&gt;if only i can be more disciplined like ang and go jogging everyday&lt;br /&gt;yeah jiarong and teck, training camp during hols?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipping school tmr&lt;br /&gt;yeah if anyone go tell giam that i ponned school (i know someone will)&lt;br /&gt;i'll make hell for you in hwachong&lt;br /&gt;but really what can she do when i got a mc?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115875323327145556?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115875323327145556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115875323327145556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-hey-my-blog-is-not-dead-i-am-just.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115850999294510400</id><published>2006-09-17T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:19:52.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as what i promised, i'm here to blog about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NG YIGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha see this, i bet you'll read this tmr night during your free time in singapore sports school&lt;br /&gt;yeah i don't think it is too late to leave sports school right&lt;br /&gt;it is what you really want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i get to know you&lt;br /&gt;but the most i can remembered was during the flight to beijing during pri 5 remember?&lt;br /&gt;yeah 8 hours long, and you were sitting in front of me&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember talking to you for 8hours continously okay&lt;br /&gt;and it was during the moment that i liked you, haha&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lah, remember?&lt;br /&gt;during that time, you like nick and nick likes you, and i was the one in the middle&lt;br /&gt;so the whole swim team people were like supporting nick&lt;br /&gt;and the badminton team people were like supporting me&lt;br /&gt;i reckon you should have known about this, you know the night that i sang this song in the guys room&lt;br /&gt;"i love yiqing, yiqing loves me, we are one big family"&lt;br /&gt;haha, that was so last time&lt;br /&gt;and that was during the desebelle, rachel era right&lt;br /&gt;ohya i suddenly remember, i know you through desebelle right, hahah&lt;br /&gt;and do you still contact rachel?&lt;br /&gt;yeah it has been ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that post about me brought about some comments right&lt;br /&gt;haha i read it okay&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i love beckham too&lt;br /&gt;he should deserved a place in the england squad&lt;br /&gt;but lampard's better!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115850999294510400?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115850999294510400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115850999294510400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-what-i-promised-im-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115843147955478975</id><published>2006-09-17T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T09:57:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay where should i start&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much today, but mugging mugging and mugging&lt;br /&gt;yeah mangaed to force my older sister to go with me to my dad's office (sorry jieying if you see this, i forced her to accompany me)&lt;br /&gt;and i am sorry to the whoever which i think i hurt just now okay, i am so damn stupid to fake you okay, say what i go japan study for two years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not going to be a long entry, so bear with it&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to have a short term memory like jinyi&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember what happened in class today&lt;br /&gt;yeah so it was the last day in school for the australians&lt;br /&gt;an australian girl named i don't know what, asked me to give this small interview for her project&lt;br /&gt;haha, instead i rejected her okay, she was pissed&lt;br /&gt;yeah jianwei answered this question "what do you think of the education system here in singapore?"&lt;br /&gt;omg, i was so damn impressed by jianwei lah, like he talked continously for 15minutes&lt;br /&gt;but the points he gave were not exactly true&lt;br /&gt;i was so damn pissed then i shouted in front of the video camera&lt;br /&gt;"not true, not true, not true"&lt;br /&gt;that girl was so damn angry with me that she actually smacked me on the face with her paper&lt;br /&gt;thanked me for spoiling your little interview okay&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/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for projects day final later in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;were so damn impressed by the last five projects, especially the sec 1 group who invented a special pillowcase with so many compartments, meant for different things like tissues paper, eyebag, etc&lt;br /&gt;and they saved the best part for the video, which everybody applaud with a standing ovation&lt;br /&gt;and the wushu project done by a group of china students, the only reason i can find on why they did not win the projects competition was bcos most of the judges don't understand chinese at all&lt;br /&gt;the first time i'm actually praising these china students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/15-09-06_1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at elson and junlong with smart outfits, what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;respectively 183 and 181 tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;during the interval break when almost everybody left the auditorium, jianwei came and sat beside me ( i was sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;"hey zao, can i borrow your phone"&lt;br /&gt;"do you think i look weird"&lt;br /&gt;so he started snapping pictures of himself&lt;br /&gt;"can i delete this, this don't look good"&lt;br /&gt;omg, jianwei, i didn't know you care about looks until like ytd&lt;br /&gt;yeah looks isn't that important lah, you just have to look clean and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and who cares about looks when everything about you inside is just too perfect&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bloody projects day ended at 6pm&lt;br /&gt;had to be in NUS by 7pm you know&lt;br /&gt;fok, iype, ronald and i then cabbed to yiming's house to have a shower&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i just missed his girlfriend by 2mins&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/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1855.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/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;almost all of us donned different outfits (don't have nice pictures)&lt;br /&gt;fok - easy-going&lt;br /&gt;ronald - poser&lt;br /&gt;yiming - china worker (haha)&lt;br /&gt;iype - hip hop&lt;br /&gt;myself - zehong say "ah bin ge" (army man)&lt;br /&gt;lixiang - copy me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;reached thr at arnd 7.15pm&lt;br /&gt;shall not blog about the concert since i want to sleep now&lt;br /&gt;the teachers were sitted right in front of lah, but somehow they nvr make their way back when they stepped out during the interval&lt;br /&gt;yeah the concert was great but i dozed off quite a few times okay&lt;br /&gt;and the "don't know what school wan" girls were a bunch of crazy people&lt;br /&gt;(the pictures taken during the concert was horrible due to ron's lousy photography skills, haha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;concert ended at arnd 10pm&lt;br /&gt;bused down to tiong bahru plaza&lt;br /&gt;fok, lixiang, ronald, yiming, iype, pap pao, jinyu&lt;br /&gt;most of the shops weren't opened anymore&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/3490/3308/200/15-09-06_2318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;jinyu stared to talk all about his younger brother&lt;br /&gt;this is his story&lt;br /&gt;his brother belonged in a gang (forget the name), originally he was in 369&lt;br /&gt;yeah this little brother of his, has many piercings and two tattoos&lt;br /&gt;haha, apparently he was wanted in malaysia okay for being involved in a gang fight&lt;br /&gt;and he was chased by more than 50men, trying to beat him up in malaysia (i am not joking)&lt;br /&gt;yeah jinheng smoked in the room okay and their parents can't do anything (his dad once belonged in a gang)&lt;br /&gt;"how many cigarettes he smoked a day"&lt;br /&gt;15-20 i think&lt;br /&gt;only 14 years old, he has had already a big scar on the side of his back, suffered from a slash during a gangfight&lt;br /&gt;"eh what time your brother go home wan"&lt;br /&gt;he said almost near 1am everyday, they have a gang meeting everyday&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ohya, jinheng almost killed his sister another day&lt;br /&gt;their parents love jinheng too much that they can't do anything&lt;br /&gt;yeah apparently they got their money by smuggling goods in malaysia&lt;br /&gt;"eh what does your brother want to do when he grows up"&lt;br /&gt;maybe a gang chef&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;actually it's just about how big your briceps is, it's about how well you can really fight when come to fighting said jinyu&lt;br /&gt;the way his gang train fighting, is punching their fists on the wall, making their knuckles really really strong&lt;br /&gt;being just 14 years old and already holding a prime position in the gang, the future is bright for him, i am so proud of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;as what i told paopao, they may be having their time of their lives right now&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, 10 or 20 years down the road, we will be the one laughing at them&lt;br /&gt;they may have won the battle, but they will not win the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yiqing&lt;br /&gt;i haven't forget you okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115843147955478975?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115843147955478975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115843147955478975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-where-should-i-start-didnt-do.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115834019440848250</id><published>2006-09-16T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:24:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things happened today okay&lt;br /&gt;shall blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;yeah teck, sorry i just came home&lt;br /&gt;reckon you should be asleep&lt;br /&gt;call me tmr when you read this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115834019440848250?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115834019440848250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115834019440848250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-many-things-happened-today-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115823986057504790</id><published>2006-09-14T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:21:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah i know it's the midst of exam periods&lt;br /&gt;and i'm already thinking of earning bucks, yeah bucks&lt;br /&gt;training and stuff&lt;br /&gt;anyway if you are reading this, shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLAN A IS SCREWED UP OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan b next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the earning the bucks thingy&lt;br /&gt;all at a sudden, i was thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZENGHAO'S BIKE FUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/blogger/3490/3308/200/teamtimetrial_silverteam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family is not supporting me EMOTIONALLY and FINANCIALLY okay&lt;br /&gt;cos they reckon i've been spending too much money, okay maybe not my dad&lt;br /&gt;yeah so if you want to donate, can donate into this piggybank okay&lt;br /&gt;every single cent counts&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know if you are serious, shaw&lt;br /&gt;fancy you working to give me money?&lt;br /&gt;haha no lah, just focus on plan b&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/3490/3308/200/14-09-06_2047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i was just joking about the fund thingy&lt;br /&gt;i can count on myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jasmine tye is out of singapore idol&lt;br /&gt;yeah i noticed a gem in jasmine tye the day i spotted her on tv idol auditions and i knew she was going to go this far&lt;br /&gt;and you are the most improved contestant vocally in this competition yeah&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind either johnathon or hady winning now&lt;br /&gt;and alot of people have been telling me&lt;br /&gt;"i don't want another malay singapore idol"&lt;br /&gt;fuck you, don't be so racist can&lt;br /&gt;you know we celebrate something for a reason&lt;br /&gt;you guys still remember the fateful day july 21st in 1964?&lt;br /&gt;and you want history to repeat itself?&lt;br /&gt;"the very social fabric that the country is made of, a country united not by race or religion, but by the people's goal to be one nation, made possible with an open-mind, tolerance and respect for one another"&lt;br /&gt;and this applies to everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115823986057504790?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115823986057504790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115823986057504790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-i-know-its-midst-of-exam-periods.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115816505628441449</id><published>2006-09-14T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:44:36.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sad to say that i am someone who hold grudges&lt;br /&gt;and it will be quite a while before i talk to you again&lt;br /&gt;don't try and be nice to me again&lt;br /&gt;i don't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;hate no one; hate their vices, not themselves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115816505628441449?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115816505628441449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115816505628441449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-sad-to-say-that-i-am-someone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115816116219024408</id><published>2006-09-13T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:34:25.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, suddenly i can't remember what i did during school today&lt;br /&gt;all i can remember is that lixiang told me that lampard did not take the penalty, instead he passed the ball to ballack which he converted calmly.&lt;br /&gt;yeah lampard should have the self-confidence in himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with chuankhim immediately after school&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet minjian, vera, yihao, teckquan, chester and jinyi to study at my swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;but somehow or rather, yihao and teck did not come in the end&lt;br /&gt;and jinyi too&lt;br /&gt;it is a sort of blessing in disguise rather, like almost everyone do not know more than half of the people who are supposed to come&lt;br /&gt;minjian and shaw the supposedly "hottest couple in nanyang and hwachong" came&lt;br /&gt;and shaw then came up with this stupid idea of buying alcohol&lt;br /&gt;bastard sia, i don't know why i have an damn allergy towards alchohol, like when i drink less than half of it, my face will suddenly become red?&lt;br /&gt;and i am so fucking stupid, i dropped the lime bottle okay&lt;br /&gt;yeah haha it's not my money anyway&lt;br /&gt;that's the extra benifit of having a atm card you&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i ended up bringing my dad's icewine bottle down since it has been thr in the storeroom for ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-09-06_1631.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-09-06_1631.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that was minjian &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck hot&lt;br /&gt;spent like almost two hours in the mahjong room studying&lt;br /&gt;chester left so i brought him to the busstop&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i saw when i came back&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;minjian was like piggybacking shaw all over the room&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;br /&gt;and they are damn retarded okay&lt;br /&gt;study must also put her legs on minjian's lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-09-06_1901.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-09-06_1901.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the pic above&lt;br /&gt;yeah she was like saying i feel very proud wearing chinese high's track and field shirt&lt;br /&gt;ohya, ended up calling this damn rich guy from our school, brandon Tay&lt;br /&gt;this guy is so damn rich that he actually give away money for free?&lt;br /&gt;yeah he give xiaotian's pocket money everyday and even bought for him an ipod nano and a v3i&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;i want money okay, so i told vera to call brandon (he like her)&lt;br /&gt;the conversation goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;vera explained to brandon that she has a friend from vjc ip named annabelle who is currently undergoing financial problem, yeah so she ask brandon can you help in one way or another, and brandon was like dragging the whole conversation saying i don't understand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;it is like so obvious that we are like asking him for money&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to the east coast hawker centre to take away dinner&lt;br /&gt;and sat somewhere near the wakeboarding cable thr to watch people wakeboarding&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, both of them shared a packet of duck rice&lt;br /&gt;me "i thought someone say damn hungry"&lt;br /&gt;shaw "that was bcos i wanted to hurry go thr"&lt;br /&gt;don't lie, shaw&lt;br /&gt;yeah sometimes passion makes the world go round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know shaw told me "i didn't know that you are so nice"&lt;br /&gt;"i mean you look damn scary the first time i see you"&lt;br /&gt;haha, am i really that scary?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115816116219024408?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115816116219024408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115816116219024408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-suddenly-i-cant-remember-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115806262540958713</id><published>2006-09-12T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:03:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ask you what's the most romantic thing you will do with your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;you said "watching the sunrise"&lt;br /&gt;i said "watching the sunset, and looking at the stars and taking a stroll along the beach at night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask you what's the sweetest thing you will ever do for a guy/girl&lt;br /&gt;you said "learn to make tiramisu for him and like make 1000 little stars into a jar"&lt;br /&gt;i said "learn to bake a cake for her and decorate the whole room with roses for her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i ask you what's urs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115806262540958713?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115806262540958713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115806262540958713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-ask-you-whats-most-romantic-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115806195222371847</id><published>2006-09-12T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:56:18.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah this will be one of my earliest post&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i will start on monday&lt;br /&gt;so these 12 girls and 1 boy from australia brisbane college i supposed came to our school today, staying here for the entire week&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to be divided in 4 groups and separated in 4 classes in our consortium&lt;br /&gt;these two girls then came into our class, and mrs giam said i am hosting alongside 3 others&lt;br /&gt;what the hell, i don't want okay, i only raised up my hand for fun only&lt;br /&gt;and these two girls weren't as pretty as the rest, but thr are really nice people&lt;br /&gt;yeah went into chinese lesson with both of them and mr hon was like acting silly&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i actually saw him smiling and joking with the girls (what a horny guy)&lt;br /&gt;he was so damn close to me, that i actually took a extremely close shot of his tight pants but i'm to lazy to post&lt;br /&gt;the girls didn't understand what he was saying so i decided to teach them some chinese words like "thank you", "good morning" and "i love you" haha&lt;br /&gt;and i got them to pronounce the words later&lt;br /&gt;me "okay the chinese translation for "i love you" is "wo ai ni"&lt;br /&gt;yeah repeat&lt;br /&gt;girls "wo ai ni"&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs giam is being so nice all in a sudden&lt;br /&gt;went for my pcme interview with her after school (fuck, i haven't learn)&lt;br /&gt;conversation:&lt;br /&gt;giam "what are the values of our school?"&lt;br /&gt;me "er, J-TIGER?"&lt;br /&gt;giam "yeah what lah"&lt;br /&gt;me "joy, er, teamwork, er, integrity, global perspective, excellence and resilience (omg, i actually know)&lt;br /&gt;after answering all her questions with perfect composure, i knew i aced it mann&lt;br /&gt;then she started talking about you-know-who okay&lt;br /&gt;giam "er, yeah there is something i want to talk to you about"&lt;br /&gt;giam "you know you-know-who's problem right with the class, like no one likes him or talk to him at all"&lt;br /&gt;giam "can you try to do something about it, you know he got some problems with his family"&lt;br /&gt;giam "and i don't think you all know"&lt;br /&gt;i was like persuading her to tell me more, haha&lt;br /&gt;and she started to tell me all about you-know-who's problem&lt;br /&gt;she was really really very sad okay, i'm not kidding&lt;br /&gt;so i said i will try to do something about it&lt;br /&gt;thanked her and left&lt;br /&gt;then i received a msg from her&lt;br /&gt;"zenghao, i supposed you will not tell anyone about what i told you just now, especially fok and gang can? do it by your action and i believe the rest will also do the same. intergrity yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you to read my blog today not bcos i am here to write about ur underachieving fantasies or what you do during ur leisure time or at home&lt;br /&gt;what you said during lessons was really insulting to him okay&lt;br /&gt;i know it is just a passing comment but fucking care about his feelings can&lt;br /&gt;you just fuck don't know about his story and what you said just now was really insensitive&lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes when you just take a step back, stop and think for a moment, you'll realised what a fucker you are&lt;br /&gt;and for the time being, your purpose in life is to fight maturity&lt;br /&gt;and i think that you should also learn that life is a long lesson in humility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this, jiarong and teck&lt;br /&gt;want go work together during the holidays so that we can actually buy our training gears and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and if you are reading this, julia band&lt;br /&gt;help me find a job can, i don't mine urs okay? can skate somemore&lt;br /&gt;and i'll make sure you get ur cip hours okay, volunteer with me lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the directive in life, the moral imperative is just too uncomplicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i want to beat up your dog, jingyi haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115806195222371847?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115806195222371847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115806195222371847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-this-will-be-one-of-my-earliest.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115785618291494517</id><published>2006-09-10T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T10:43:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>listen i need to study&lt;br /&gt;went to cut my hair at some traditional chinese barber shop at siglap ytd&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i wasted my money on some stupid dye and the dye actually make my hair blacker?&lt;br /&gt;me "how's my hair"&lt;br /&gt;fok "now damn black"&lt;br /&gt;fok "at least last time more brown"&lt;br /&gt;me "fuck you lah, don't lie"&lt;br /&gt;fok "serious"&lt;br /&gt;and it's true, my hair is really blacker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono, as i always tell my friends that sec 2 was my poser year indeed&lt;br /&gt;go look at my ez link card lah, and i'm so glad i actually lost it&lt;br /&gt;so much for the better&lt;br /&gt;and it really set me thinking on how much i spent on my haircut last time&lt;br /&gt;25- 30 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;now my haircut is only 7bucks&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be junlong either who goes to the malay barber shop and ask the uncle&lt;br /&gt;"eh uncle, i want the most trendy haircut"&lt;br /&gt;as what lixiang always say, the people he see sporting really spiky hair and stuff always without fail, left him digusted&lt;br /&gt;santa, i've been a really good boy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the headlines read "Sharapova wins first US Open title"&lt;br /&gt;omg you know how much i dislike her, damn and too think she actually finished off my favourite player justin henin-hardenne in just over 90minutes,damn&lt;br /&gt;still you did ur proud by reaching all four 2006 grand slam finals, henin-hardenne&lt;br /&gt;eh sharapova, go fuck roddick lah&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time, thinking about it, your screaming sound whenever you hit a ball can actually be put to good use&lt;br /&gt;but just lower down your volume, you don't want people to hear you, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, i'm off to my dad's office&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115785618291494517?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115785618291494517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115785618291494517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/listen-i-need-to-study-went-to-cut-my.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115782443503016588</id><published>2006-09-10T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:53:55.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god&lt;br /&gt;i am taking to jinyi one hour 22 minutes and counting&lt;br /&gt;haha, shall blog tmr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115782443503016588?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115782443503016588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115782443503016588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-god-i-am-taking-to-jinyi-one.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115773485250539519</id><published>2006-09-09T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:00:52.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know the crazy girl that i told you the other day&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;eh i tell u&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;juz now the crazy girl came over to my hse there when i was sweeping the floor outside...&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;she brought her hamster then started talking to me and my bro...&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;siao&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;she was like dun talk lah sweep faster..&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;and dun sweep my hamster ah&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;quite lame leh&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;came to ur house doorstep?&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;at my hse gate there&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;then her younger sis?&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno leh... nv see her up close before&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;her sis looks quite ok lah&lt;br /&gt;long and frilly, palaver is silly working hard to the podium says:&lt;br /&gt;not semi retarded&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;no lah&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;but i think shes more than juz semi retarded..&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;now i dun dare to open my window so big&lt;br /&gt;You can't love in slices...(f) (tu) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115773485250539519?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115773485250539519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115773485250539519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-know-crazy-girl-that-i-told-you.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115773312911733604</id><published>2006-09-08T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T00:32:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-09-06_1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-09-06_1203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-09-06_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-09-06_1208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-09-06_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-09-06_1132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/07-09-06_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/07-09-06_1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to the national library ytd with fok and iype&lt;br /&gt;you know we wanted to study thr ytd but bcos of the little space allowed for studying and the limited number of tables and chairs, we bade farewell and this will be the first and last time i will ever stepped in&lt;br /&gt;fuck place&lt;br /&gt;the shitty thing about this library is that it is so so super super big, yet so little space for studying, what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;this is a national library okay, not a reference library&lt;br /&gt;went to 10th level first, minjian said can study overthr&lt;br /&gt;"er, you are not allowed to study here, this is for reference only"&lt;br /&gt;and we didn't even bother going to different levels&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure about the number of levels, let say thr are 15 storeys (include the basements)&lt;br /&gt;and only level 5 and basement 1 are allowed for studying&lt;br /&gt;and out of level 5 and basement 1, only 30% of each level they actually allowed for studying&lt;br /&gt;so if you know maths, you will realised that 4% out of the entire library is actually allowed for studying only&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;reference my ass lah, when thr are not even enough books to fill the shelves, and most shelves are like empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, cabbed to my house and study in the game room&lt;br /&gt;iype was so damn bored that he decided to draw on my both feets&lt;br /&gt;then he proceeded to draw on my ENTIRE back okay which i shall not show here&lt;br /&gt;but here what it say&lt;br /&gt;"hail sarah the heartbreaker"&lt;br /&gt;apparently sarah was steading with kaiye, but iype saw her and other guy holding hands at cine the other day&lt;br /&gt;"this tattoo does not mean anything   - julia sucks"&lt;br /&gt;apparently iype does not like julia (you heard that, julia?)&lt;br /&gt;"nanyang girls suck black dick"&lt;br /&gt;yeah i reckon so&lt;br /&gt;then a manu logo on my spine cord&lt;br /&gt;and lastly a eagle on my neck&lt;br /&gt;it was so shiok during the process&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/3490/3308/200/07-09-06_1547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i'm so glad twohill is out&lt;br /&gt;went for extra lessons today, met tag and darrell on the bus&lt;br /&gt;darrell "what time you wake up today"&lt;br /&gt;me "er, when you smsed"&lt;br /&gt;darrell "i thought you wanted to go running"&lt;br /&gt;me "ya, but damn tired"&lt;br /&gt;darrell "you know what, i went jogging leh"&lt;br /&gt;darrell "yeah serious, i ran all the way to national stadium then come back"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg, can you actually believed that?&lt;br /&gt;i don't really&lt;br /&gt;prove it to me, darrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115773312911733604?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115773312911733604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115773312911733604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-to-national-library-ytd-with-fok.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115764109547044777</id><published>2006-09-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:58:15.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you all know that impossible is nothing&lt;br /&gt;yet few actually believed in it&lt;br /&gt;or better still, worked hard for it&lt;br /&gt;so i want to create history for myself by attempting to attain first position in class for studies&lt;br /&gt;and this will be the first time throughout my 15years (2nd in pri 1 only)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;don't laugh&lt;br /&gt;nono, serious&lt;br /&gt;don't laugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115764109547044777?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115764109547044777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115764109547044777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-all-know-that-impossible-is.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115759532818679848</id><published>2006-09-07T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:15:28.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit i can't find my ez link card&lt;br /&gt;i can't get out of my house&lt;br /&gt;anyway the crowd ytd was 40,000 not 30,000&lt;br /&gt;they'r gonna be so mad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115759532818679848?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115759532818679848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115759532818679848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/shit-i-cant-find-my-ez-link-card-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115756761543805321</id><published>2006-09-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:33:36.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ate at this little prince restaurant today&lt;br /&gt;from left: sufan, ron, lixiang, myself, jingxiang&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/3490/3308/200/06-09-06_1048.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home, slept for a few hours and then cabbed down to the national stadium&lt;br /&gt;haha, you know the queue was so bloody long, it took like 30mins for us to get our tickets in&lt;br /&gt;so i was like making a fool&lt;br /&gt;me: hey auntie, thanks ah&lt;br /&gt;ticket aunties: nod heads&lt;br /&gt;me: whoah auntie, your counter damn cosy leh"&lt;br /&gt;me: er auntie, ask them delay match lah, alot of people havent buy tickets yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon this post is not going to be as interesting&lt;br /&gt;i just wrote maple this email and i am in no mood to post any vulgar language&lt;br /&gt;i am so sorry maple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i began, (not only because of this post i am writing), i am not racist okay.&lt;br /&gt;i don't discriminate any races at all.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i may say it to all of you, but we all know that we are not racist to the extent, that we fight with people from another race.&lt;br /&gt;you all may say that i discriminate against chian people, people like lixiang which i insulted almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;lixiang is my really close friend to the point that when i make jokes at him, he doesn't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;and when he makes jokes directed at "us" like "you are born from singapore river", i doesn't really care. bcos deep in our heart, there is a common mutual understanding that we directed jokes for the fun out of it.&lt;br /&gt;and in the case of cai yitian, it is not discriminating against china people, in case you don't know, literally all the china prcs don't like him, so it is not the point&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised what a bitch i have been all this while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please take note that what i'm going to say later may be insulting to some of you&lt;br /&gt;scram off if you want&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in a game like this where pride and glory is at stake, feelings will naturally run high, you say things you don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;hurtful words may be directed at each other, but let us not forget that both sides are patriotic of their own country&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, we must not forget we came here to enjoy a good game of football, live and let live&lt;br /&gt;economic ties between both countries will not be affected.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/06-09-06_2046.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/06-09-06_2046.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/06-09-06_2044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/06-09-06_2044.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah the match ended in a goalless draw&lt;br /&gt;though singaporeans may argue that we deserved to win, because of the damn offside which i did not see it at all&lt;br /&gt;yeah feelings were damn high, almost everybody was shouting vulgarities whenever fouls were unaccounted for&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you lah referee"&lt;br /&gt;"referee kayu"&lt;br /&gt;"referee cheebye"&lt;br /&gt;and thr is particular china player spotting number 13 who was constantly booed at whenever he touched the ball&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;he shows no display of sportmanship when latiff show no signs of slidding him, he fell on the field, feigning injury&lt;br /&gt;and the minute he came off the field using a stretcher, he stood up, signaling to enter the field again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the china supporters will goes like this&lt;br /&gt;"zhong guo dui, jia you" (china team, jia you)&lt;br /&gt;and we will go like this&lt;br /&gt;"zhong guo dui, fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;"zhong guo dui, fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then thr is this really really anti-china man who irony is chinese&lt;br /&gt;he will goes like this&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you lah china cheebye"&lt;br /&gt;"go back eat shit"&lt;br /&gt;"go back and go farming lah, cheebye"&lt;br /&gt;when china supporters were cheering&lt;br /&gt;he was like saying&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;and thr will be a malay man who will replied back&lt;br /&gt;"times 2"&lt;br /&gt;"times 3"&lt;br /&gt;so we will be chanting&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you" (the man)&lt;br /&gt;"times two" (crowd)&lt;br /&gt;"fuck you" (the man)&lt;br /&gt;"times three" (crowd)&lt;br /&gt;haha, super funny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the most funniest part was during the break (most china supporters were sitting opposite the stadium to avoid clash)&lt;br /&gt;thr was this group of china people carryingg their flag walking a full round of the stadium&lt;br /&gt;haha, it was total hell mann, causing loads of chaos&lt;br /&gt;many of them actually did not allow them to walk past&lt;br /&gt;alot of singaporeans were like standing up, shouting vulgarities, showing middle finger&lt;br /&gt;to the point that policeman had to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and the china players commited like so many dan fouls lah like elbowing the face, sliding challenge, and the referee only either give a caution or a yellow card&lt;br /&gt;and though the referee sent off this china player for his horrific challenge in the dying minutes, it was too late to gain all three points&lt;br /&gt;haha nearing the end of the match, i realised that thr were already more than 20 policemen on guard, ready to break up any clashes&lt;br /&gt;but singaporeans being singaporeans will never resort to fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway lionel lewis was the best mann, making so many breath-taking saves&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/3490/3308/200/06-09-06_2048.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(you know i am trying to control my language)&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/3490/3308/200/06-09-06_2149.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;went my dad's cosybay to eat later and then cabbed back home again&lt;br /&gt;teck was like saying damn expensive sia&lt;br /&gt;and you know now i am kinda of sad that singapore stands a very small chance of qualifying for asian cup&lt;br /&gt;unless they beat palestine both home and away&lt;br /&gt;and to hell with the robbie william's concert organiser lah, they must now play their home match at jalan besar stadium with only a capacity of 6,000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115756761543805321?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115756761543805321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115756761543805321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/ate-at-this-little-prince-restaurant_07.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115749752851503675</id><published>2006-09-06T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T07:05:28.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHESTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Zenghao1%2021th%20june%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Zenghao1%2021th%20june%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Zenghao1%209th%20june%20019a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Zenghao1%209th%20june%20019a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Zenghao1%209th%20june%20017a.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Zenghao1%209th%20june%20017a.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day is passing&lt;br /&gt;and still there is no word&lt;br /&gt;on how your life is going&lt;br /&gt;and who is in your world&lt;br /&gt;i pray you will consider&lt;br /&gt;these words I write to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure you want me to give you a poem like this for your birthday&lt;br /&gt;--a poem which says chester koh sucks to the core&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are days when&lt;br /&gt;bubbling from us comes&lt;br /&gt;the innocent child within,&lt;br /&gt;who giggles at the little things&lt;br /&gt;and wears a silly grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are days when&lt;br /&gt;melancholy comes tovisit for a while;&lt;br /&gt;the mind feels tired,&lt;br /&gt;the body weak;&lt;br /&gt;we have no strength to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are days when joy are abundant&lt;br /&gt;grabs a hold of you and me;&lt;br /&gt;wraps us up in all it's splendor,&lt;br /&gt;lifts us up and sets us free.&lt;br /&gt;and there are days when life will rewards us&lt;br /&gt;and seems to make amends&lt;br /&gt;by granting us a marvelous gift,&lt;br /&gt;the precious gift of Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, now i need to get ready to go to sch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115749752851503675?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115749752851503675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115749752851503675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-chester-another-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115747972419128974</id><published>2006-09-06T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T02:08:44.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>revisions at jiarong's house today.&lt;br /&gt;guess what i did, source-based answering techniques, experimental techniques, physical quantities, instruments measurements, reflection, refraction, total internal reflection, and ihc&lt;br /&gt;and guess what he did, a piece of philosophy which has not yet been completed when i left his house at 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and the wonderful part of his house is that you can actually look at people staying opposite the house.&lt;br /&gt;you know something like a voyeur&lt;br /&gt;i was doing my revision in his room when jiarong suddenly shouted "hey zhao, come upstairs"&lt;br /&gt;so he brought me to the master room which was at the third storey and look opposite&lt;br /&gt;haha damn funny, the girl was like glaring at us, then she turned off the light and close the curtains&lt;br /&gt;and there is another funnier part.&lt;br /&gt;we left his room's windows open, then someone shouted "hey jiarong, how much is one inche to one cm"&lt;br /&gt;supposedly that someone was a girl, so i try to make friends with her &lt;em&gt;lah, &lt;/em&gt;omg then i found out thr's something strange about her, she was carrying her little teddy bear everywhere and i saw her substituting a comb for a microphone, singing in front of her mirror&lt;br /&gt;then jiarong said that she is semi-retarded&lt;br /&gt;serious he is not joking lah, i was so turned off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/05-09-06_2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/05-09-06_2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anway that's jieying playing "canon in d" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/04-09-06_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/04-09-06_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyway didnt upload this ytd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway maple, go ask around okay. everett is total piece of shit mann. we used to dislike him during pri sch days and i guess it'll still be the same now. don't go gaga around him , and don't tell me love is blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your head lah, you don't know what's love&lt;br /&gt;love is defined by devotion and by the greatest man emotionand, by your true and sincere belief in everything, without exception or deceive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't fail chinese anymore, your mother tongue &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115747972419128974?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115747972419128974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115747972419128974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/revisions-at-jiarongs-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115742975628251744</id><published>2006-09-05T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:15:56.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever woken up and thought to yourself&lt;br /&gt;there has got to be something more than just this.&lt;br /&gt;it's gotta be hard on the otherside of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;thinking that this is the best it gets, but really the best it gets on this earth is the worst it can get elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of being stressed and burdend for so long being the only thing to look foward to in the morning&lt;br /&gt;when really you should rejoice in your suffering thinking about how awsome it will be without stress, without worry, without heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;it must be very hard living on the otherside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smile is so common, so boring&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why everyone likes a smile&lt;br /&gt;a frown paints a picture of a person's true feelings, their thoughts, their emotions&lt;br /&gt;smiles are overated&lt;br /&gt;to me a frown is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck, i hate studying&lt;br /&gt;but on a lighter note, match between Singapore and China is tmr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115742975628251744?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115742975628251744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115742975628251744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-you-ever-woken-up-and-thought-to.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115738479883618680</id><published>2006-09-04T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:46:38.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, want to see my "bye bye" skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;*░`-*♥·!¦[·¥îtìãñ·]¦!™l ;::♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok byebye&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;*░`-*♥·!¦[·¥îtìãñ·]¦!™l ;::♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;be&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;*░`-*♥·!¦[·¥îtìãñ·]¦!™l ;::♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;*░`-*♥·!¦[·¥îtìãñ·]¦!™l ;::♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;why u got so many bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;byeybe&lt;br /&gt;♣ Julia / Bb Eb Alto Bass ContraBass says:&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;♣ Julia / Bb Eb Alto Bass ContraBass says:&lt;br /&gt;walau why so irritating one? byebyeBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;__x. [[* [` jinyi ]x ]]__ "MSHG myfakesmile says:&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;__x. [[* [` jinyi ]x ]]__ "MSHG myfakesmile says:&lt;br /&gt;u wanna say how mani bye then enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tu). teen VOGUE/ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah ok you too&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;(tu). teen VOGUE/ says:&lt;br /&gt;you very naggy leh uncle. BYE&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly don't follow what everybody is doing please says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;(tu). teen VOGUE/ says:&lt;br /&gt;ZzzzZ. get going !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115738479883618680?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115738479883618680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115738479883618680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys-want-to-see-my-bye-bye-skills.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115738310698384120</id><published>2006-09-04T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:18:27.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the sake of making everyone pleased, i shall blog&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, my counterstat is slowly improving&lt;br /&gt;and i guess you know why i don't have a tagboard at all bcos no one can contradict what i said at all or spam, but i did have my fair share of criticism though&lt;br /&gt;"your blog is fucklin vulgar"&lt;br /&gt;and so are you&lt;br /&gt;"fucklin piece of shit"&lt;br /&gt;"hey, why ur blog chinese wan"&lt;br /&gt;that's bcos you didn't add the - dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i reckon you guys should have heard that steve irwin is dead?&lt;br /&gt;oh really, i mean as a form of respect, let us give him a minute of silence&lt;br /&gt;haha the only incidence i can remember of him is that he tried to put his baby into the crocodile's head or something, and suddenly the public and the media were against him&lt;br /&gt;but what the fuck, everybody putting a (tu) thingy in front of their sake?&lt;br /&gt;okay i will only put that if Lee Kwan Yew passed away okay (am i breaking the blogging law)&lt;br /&gt;(LKY) long and frilly, palaver is silly              haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever fuckanathan day&lt;br /&gt;caiyitian the china guy tried to pick a fight today with jingxiang during combined classes with 3I&lt;br /&gt;as usual lah&lt;br /&gt;but with me around, does he have any guts?&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay wait i am speaking like a gangster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on&lt;br /&gt;went to serene centre to eat with fok, lixiang, ronald, zehong, shufan, ck, jiahan, elson, jingxiang today&lt;br /&gt;it was so crowded with st margt girls&lt;br /&gt;haha, managed to find a table over thr&lt;br /&gt;left the remainder cups and tray on someone else table&lt;br /&gt;the rest went to order, i was sitting alone at the table&lt;br /&gt;then the st margt girls came back, i was like "what the fuck, die liao lah"&lt;br /&gt;(*after 25mins phone conversation with teckquan,teck reckons i should stop blogging and concentrate on studies and training, i reckon he should stop playing games)&lt;br /&gt;so these girls sat down and i heard them saying "these drinks aren't here just now"&lt;br /&gt;"bet someone put over here"&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i was so damn freaklin embarrassed, so i went over to their table "um sorry, we guys put it over thr"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home, met jiarong to study at swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;completed my experimental techniques only&lt;br /&gt;but i at least sort of organise my whole timetable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and die, i guess i just explode 200 msges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115738310698384120?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115738310698384120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115738310698384120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-sake-of-making-everyone-pleased-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115730418659980110</id><published>2006-09-04T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:23:06.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) three letters in his name&lt;br /&gt;2) he is a boy&lt;br /&gt;3) he is 15&lt;br /&gt;4) i know everything about him&lt;br /&gt;5) he is not chester&lt;br /&gt;6) he is cute&lt;br /&gt;7) you knew him last month&lt;br /&gt;8) he is not attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gave me clues that are so evident that it's not hard to know who the person is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115730418659980110?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115730418659980110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115730418659980110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/1-three-letters-in-his-name-2-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115729761332913039</id><published>2006-09-03T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:33:33.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to double check the time system&lt;br /&gt;the previous post was written at 11.15pm not 1.55pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115729761332913039?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115729761332913039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115729761332913039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-to-double-check-time-system.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115726423155419620</id><published>2006-09-03T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:46:28.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems like i have not blog for ages when my most recent post was only three days back&lt;br /&gt;so i can't imagine how i will feel when the exam period sinks in&lt;br /&gt;gosh, my exams are FOUR weeks away, and i have not even started preparing for it yet&lt;br /&gt;yeah talking about exams, i don't think i will get exempted for any subjects this year, for three entire years here in chinese high, i have not been exempted at all.&lt;br /&gt;so this pretty much rounds up the life i had in this school for three years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back, so much happened these few days but i will just pretty much sum up what happened since i am feeling lethargic now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet jiarong 6.30 at macritchie, god knows why it started to rain heavily at his house, since his house was near mac, we met at 7am&lt;br /&gt;jiarong for god sake was late again, okay since when was he ever early? (waited for you more than 1.5 hours at queensway) haha&lt;br /&gt;wanted to run to rangers station there and come back, but the landslide deters us from running to until there, so ended up running 11km only&lt;br /&gt;saw yunfeng and co when we were running back, and it happens that jiarong also knew who yunfeng was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down (haha, jiarong) to funan centre which was near the place we wanted to go, peninsular plaza&lt;br /&gt;wanted to eat at the foodcourt over thr but jiarong wanted something western&lt;br /&gt;ended up eating at pastamania which costs a staggering $18 dollars each (fuck, how to have enough money to buy racer)&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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_1122.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_1133.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jiarong's friend recommended a few shops at peninsular to buy guitar strings which was much much better compared to bras basah, the service was god damn good&lt;br /&gt;bought a new string over thr (jiarong called me much later saying he broke the new string again, haha)&lt;br /&gt;went back to funan to get my sis a purple nano silicon case later&lt;br /&gt;jiarong went for tution while i went back home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was still soundly asleep when teck called me saying he reached my house&lt;br /&gt;fuck sake, i had to rush and changed quickly&lt;br /&gt;teck bought his 2110 asics gel-shoe after much deliberation&lt;br /&gt;we met yunfeng again and he was like saying how come nowadays kept seeing you ah.&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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_1231.0.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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_1855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ate and took a bus down to yaohui's house to claim back my money (no money then)&lt;br /&gt;met jiarong at bedok later&lt;br /&gt;went to play pool later, met ong yitian over thr&lt;br /&gt;played damn badly for the first two games cos her table was next to ours&lt;br /&gt;until she left, then did my form changed&lt;br /&gt;by the way, teck lost to both of us after upteenth times of miscueing the ball&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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_2112.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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_2239.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/3490/3308/200/01-09-06_2208.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to my house next, ended up sleeping at my house's swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;saw one couple almost having sex somewhere near the gym area&lt;br /&gt;god were they so embarrassed (and i played soccer with the guy before. just a few years older than me)&lt;br /&gt;lingered over thr, not waiting to leave&lt;br /&gt;ended up spraying water with teck all over the place&lt;br /&gt;they guessed that we are not leaving, so they left&lt;br /&gt;me: "hey 'teck', NEXT TIME DON'T DO IT AGAIN AH"&lt;br /&gt;then went over to their area and checked if there was any condom &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, jiarong and i played polo in the pool with just our underwear (i wanted to skinny-dipped) and bathed in the open shower&lt;br /&gt;it was so damn scary bcos you won't know if someone is video-taping you&lt;br /&gt;we can't sleep so we ended up prank-calling many girls&lt;br /&gt;chermaine, maple, felicia, the two julias, roula, melissa, jackueline, her friend, shaw, alyssia, fuck caiyitian (fake impersonator), yiming (wanted to ask for the cheapo girl number) and some which i shall not mention&lt;br /&gt;chermaine was the only one who answered the phone&lt;br /&gt;chermaine: @#@##%##^$^%&lt;br /&gt;*put down phone&lt;br /&gt;it was so damn noisy, i guess she was having her own party&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/3490/3308/200/Aquathlon%20September%20005a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Aquathlon%20September%20014a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Aquathlon%20September%20014a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Aquathlon%20September%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Aquathlon%20September%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;supposed to be thr at around 7.30, ended up reaching thr at 8.00am&lt;br /&gt;poor edmund had to be thr waiting for us&lt;br /&gt;didnt have much chance to talk to him since his was crossing point ic while ours were drinks station&lt;br /&gt;by the way, his partner was ALEX TAN, a teacher who taught in the college side, and we somehow know each other since he is in charge of xcountry over thr&lt;br /&gt;took a lorry to fetch us to our station which was one km away from the main area&lt;br /&gt;started unpacking everything and since the first wave started at 10.10, we had more than two hours to slack, went opposite to another drinks station to slack&lt;br /&gt;anyway most of the girls were from nanyang polytechnic, not only the drinks staff&lt;br /&gt;and for your information tammy is currently not here in singapore (she went to uk to study) ,so it will be a while before she releases her home-made video&lt;br /&gt;anyway the first few waves (age category around the same as ours)were much entertaining than the last few waves (men and women' open)&lt;br /&gt;we were like arguing who should be the person to serve the girls&lt;br /&gt;me "okay, this girl is mine"&lt;br /&gt;me "H2O"&lt;br /&gt;and to think last time when i race, i used to find the drinks station staff annoying&lt;br /&gt;saw many people over thr such as minghui, raffles twin, dexter, mok's sister, jason wong, fuxing, woonyang, pamela, patricia&lt;br /&gt;penelope my ex-senior was running her 2nd round of 5km each, so i took a 1.5litres of cold mineral water from the big tank and sprayed on her, haha&lt;br /&gt;some people who were not participants came over to take drinks from us, and depending on different situations, we gave drinks to them and there is one particular guy who stood out the most&lt;br /&gt;guy "hi, mind if i take one cup"&lt;br /&gt;*take h2O&lt;br /&gt;guy "thanks for the drink"&lt;br /&gt;*throw away cup&lt;br /&gt;guy "mind if i take another cup"&lt;br /&gt;*take water&lt;br /&gt;*drawing laughter&lt;br /&gt;guy "you will meet this type of people everywhere"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;while serving drinks, we started paying careful details about the participants, most of the ang mohs would say thank you, while most singaporeans would just take the cup, while some literally squashed the cup, leaving no water left&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/3490/3308/200/02-09-06_0809.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/3490/3308/200/Aquathlon%20September%20021a.3.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/3490/3308/200/Aquathlon%20September%20024.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;saw this whole load of "president's challenge bound" students mostly from sengkang secondary school, blocking the entire road, leaving no space for the competitiors to run&lt;br /&gt;they wanted drinks, we were reluctant to give them although we have plentiful&lt;br /&gt;then there was this group of girls who was so damn irritating, i was so damn pissed that i said shut the fuck up, i guessed the female teacher must have heard me,she was staring hard at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;left the place at around 4&lt;br /&gt;took home with me 18 bottles of h2O&lt;br /&gt;since i am impatient, i want to end this post quickly&lt;br /&gt;edmund left&lt;br /&gt;teckquan left&lt;br /&gt;jiarong stayed on and we checked the whole list of female volunteers on friendster and found out most were from nanyang polotechnic&lt;br /&gt;jiarong left at around 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's time for mugging now&lt;br /&gt;zenghao out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/01-09-06_1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115726423155419620?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115726423155419620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115726423155419620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-seems-like-i-have-not-blog-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115703517292510974</id><published>2006-08-31T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:39:32.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's the hell with you these few days,&lt;br /&gt;it seems like you've changed alot for the last couple of months,&lt;br /&gt;as though thr's is something lost inside you,&lt;br /&gt;i fear i don't know you no more.&lt;br /&gt;all things have their turn to change with the time&lt;br /&gt;time passes by, you too change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put distance behind you&lt;br /&gt;share breath&lt;br /&gt;share all our living rhythm&lt;br /&gt;please come back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any life surviving&lt;br /&gt;groping around in the dark&lt;br /&gt;i am still looking for the missing thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115703517292510974?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115703517292510974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115703517292510974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-hell-with-you-these-few-days-it.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115703298526817679</id><published>2006-08-31T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:06:56.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JOAKIM GOMEZ, AT LEAST YOU MADE A DIGNIFIED EXIT TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fuck a duck" day, i can't believe i actually stay at my two different friends' house and watch two different love movies&lt;br /&gt;my mum woke me up late, so i was contemplating if i should go to school, but knowing that giram already blackmark me in her list already, i have no choice but to head to school, and besides i got to give our class cards to our respective teachers&lt;br /&gt;and the rain itself contradict my decision to come to school, fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/31-08-06_0705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still glad to make the correct choice. the celebration was so fun please, and the highlight of the celebration was actually the first, the appetizer of the celebration - the yoyo sec2 guy&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that he could have actually did those tricks, and through his 5minutes of fame, we actually clapped more than 15 times&lt;br /&gt;the worst part was the teachers' skit which includes sandra tan, the bitch who took my chewy bar the other time, which to my greatest surprise, was greeted with loud cheers when her name was called&lt;br /&gt;when did the most bitchy teacher in school become the most celebrated teacher overnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/31-08-06_0831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/31-08-06_0831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/31-08-06_0829.jpg" border="0" /&gt; overall, the celebration was fun&lt;br /&gt;celebrations end at 10am today&lt;br /&gt;met up with yaohui, zijie, eric and chingto to eat breakfast at macdonalds first&lt;br /&gt;ended up at serene centre cos i knew that almost everybody will want to chiong for kap and see girls and flirt right&lt;br /&gt;haha serene centre was much a better choice since we saw no chinese high guys over thr&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go back to rss, but then zijie forgot his piano notes, so we ended up going to his house to watch movie&lt;br /&gt;haha i can confirm with you that the girl-next-door is certainly a M-18 show cos there were many porn scenes in the show which make it so damn fucklin funny&lt;br /&gt;i think we laugh like every two minutes throughout the show&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, it is not as porn as you think, bcos they only show the breast and stuff&lt;br /&gt;in fact it is more of the power of love overcoming all odds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/31-08-06_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/31-08-06_1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/31-08-06_1247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to rongbin's house which is like the other side of singapore bcos teck was over thr&lt;br /&gt;there, we watched another movie wimbledon which is another love movie&lt;br /&gt;if you were a tennis fan and you watch tennis, you will appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;but if you are not, you would probably switched off&lt;br /&gt;but after watching the entire movie (already 5plus), it makes no sense at all&lt;br /&gt;it is about this guy falling in love with his girl during the wimbledon competition&lt;br /&gt;and from being a world rank 119 or something, he went on to win the grand slam again due to the power of love&lt;br /&gt;after the competition, the girl then went on to win 4 grand slams, two wimbledon and two us open, and went on to have two kids, and then the story end&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, the first movie is nicer&lt;br /&gt;the next few days are going to be so exciting&lt;br /&gt;going to meet jiarong at macr tmr at 6.30 first, then going to buy guitar strings&lt;br /&gt;then it is off to meet teck to buy his socks and shoe, an probably cure his stupid shin injury&lt;br /&gt;then sleepover, then it is off to meet new girls, sorry i mean volunteering&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115703298526817679?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115703298526817679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115703298526817679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/joakim-gomez-at-least-you-made.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115695177182023972</id><published>2006-08-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:29:31.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/28-08-06_1134.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/28-08-06_1134.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/28-08-06_1139.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/3490/3308/200/28-08-06_1137.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/28-08-06_1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/29-08-06_1403.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/3490/3308/200/29-08-06_1749.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/3490/3308/200/29-08-06_1757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-08-06_1227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-08-06_1454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115695177182023972?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115695177182023972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115695177182023972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/monday-tuesdaywednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115694388015863569</id><published>2006-08-30T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:18:00.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MY LIFE STORY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-08-06_2036.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;two years old &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-08-06_2046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 5 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/30-08-06_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-08-06_2043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8 years old &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/30-08-06_2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 9 years old. Ironically the guest of honour was my dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115694388015863569?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115694388015863569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115694388015863569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-life-story-two-years-old-5-years.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115661317925102698</id><published>2006-08-27T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:28:55.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was thinking about the osim triathlon in june, so i decided to blog about it&lt;br /&gt;yeah though it was quite saddening to volunteering for osim when you could actually participate and win something, but it was worthwhile alright&lt;br /&gt;haha, the fun we had and the joy of making new friends&lt;br /&gt;and the privilege to have plentiful of water and h2o in demand&lt;br /&gt;and not forgeting the post-volunteering splashing of bottles of water and h20&lt;br /&gt;and the audacity of trying to wet my bag when you can't even catch me, girl&lt;br /&gt;i will also never forget myself being a great leader okay&lt;br /&gt;me the drinks station ic in charge of eight of you?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of all that, i'm glad to be back in the scene on sep6&lt;br /&gt;and you, the temasek jc ip girl better come along too, and this time i will lose you email again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20165.0.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/3490/3308/200/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20163.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/3490/3308/200/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20162.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/3490/3308/200/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20158.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/3490/3308/200/Volunteering%20at%20OSIM%20159.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115661317925102698?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115661317925102698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115661317925102698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/was-thinking-about-osim-triathlon-in.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115661105280347365</id><published>2006-08-26T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:54:01.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, i bet you don't know how much i miss you&lt;br /&gt;to the extent that i've even change my phone lock code to your birthday date&lt;br /&gt;and it was because of you, my world was then whole&lt;br /&gt;now you little bastards such as fok, alvin, jingxiang, johnathon and teck can forget about unlocking my phone&lt;br /&gt;still i'm glad that you remember my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For you I would climb&lt;br /&gt;The highest mountain peak&lt;br /&gt;Swim the deepest ocean&lt;br /&gt;Your love I do seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I would cross&lt;br /&gt;The rivers most wide&lt;br /&gt;Walk the hottest desert sand&lt;br /&gt;To have you by my side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah sounds cliched right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is love, but an emotion,&lt;br /&gt;so strong and so pur&lt;br /&gt;that nurtured and shared with another&lt;br /&gt;but all tests it will endure?&lt;br /&gt;i know now why Shakespeare could not compare his love to a summer's day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115661105280347365?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115661105280347365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115661105280347365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-i-bet-you-dont-know-how-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115652284766998943</id><published>2006-08-25T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:27:32.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of the sabbaticals week means presentation time and the allocation of the ace points&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, i think we screwed our powerpoint bcos of the fuck darrell, haha&lt;br /&gt;to think that we actually prepared 60 slides for that&lt;br /&gt;darrell was supposed to do the case study of chernobyl accident, normally if you have 10 slides to present, you will take arnd 1-2 min the minumum?&lt;br /&gt;darrell being the unique one round up the case study in 40 seconds&lt;br /&gt;after finishing his points, i was the one clicking the presentation&lt;br /&gt;darrell "okay skip, skip, skip , skip , i finished all that liao"&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;me "er..okay after a really really really brief summary of the chernobyl accident, i shall discuss the "if..then" statements&lt;br /&gt;*laughters from the class&lt;br /&gt;thanks darrell, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presentations dragged from 9 to 12&lt;br /&gt;sometime when people are bored to tears&lt;br /&gt;some people like darrell will go to the toilet and come back half an hour later&lt;br /&gt;some people like renqi will sleep in a sitting postition&lt;br /&gt;some people like fok will see my messages&lt;br /&gt;then people like me will cut things from the magazine&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/blogger/3490/3308/200/25-08-06_1259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the best lah, our team comprising of minjian, myself, fok, yaolei and samuel went on a five-match unbeaten streak okay&lt;br /&gt;so don't play play alright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to the jc canteen to slack later&lt;br /&gt;fabian was like using my phone to take photo of minjian&lt;br /&gt;he "post minjian's ugly face and say this is ugly minjian"&lt;br /&gt;me "haha, okay. post vera shaw's picture also"&lt;br /&gt;but then i realised minjian don't look too bad in this picture leh, i mean due to the lighting conditions put to sunny&lt;br /&gt;and i can't post shaw's pic here cos i don't have hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so instead .. &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/3490/3308/200/25-08-06_1514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS IS HANDSOME MINJIAN!&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/3490/3308/200/25-08-06_1516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;omg! did you see the twins from rgps? don't they look very cute, and i think it is very commendable of them to come right after school to the jc and help their mum to pack their "asia delight" stall, literally EVERYDAY&lt;br /&gt;i mean teenages don't even help their mum do household chores, er except for me lah&lt;br /&gt;and i do it, not bcos my mum asks me do okay&lt;br /&gt;you guys should be ashamed of yourselves mann&lt;br /&gt;initially i wanted to take down their numbers, then i realised they were too young to actually own a phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="64" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/25-08-06_2039.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="72" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/25-08-06_2054.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went down with teck to jalan besar stadium to watch the match between SAF FC and home united&lt;br /&gt;yeah the match ended in a draw 1-1&lt;br /&gt;there were quite alot of people thr, so we just sat down on any seats that we can find, found out that we are actually sittin in the home united supporters area later on&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to be an outcast, we supported home united&lt;br /&gt;i must say singapore's soccer improve tremendously over the past few seasons, and now thinking about it, why did the FAS set the 2010 world cup goal and then later scrapped it&lt;br /&gt;haha, unrealistic&lt;br /&gt;focus on qualifying for the Asian cup qualifier 2007 first&lt;em&gt; lah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115652284766998943?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115652284766998943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115652284766998943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-day-of-sabbaticals-week-means.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115643790607269479</id><published>2006-08-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:45:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh what's new?&lt;br /&gt;joakim gomez stays on for another week in Singapore Idol&lt;br /&gt;not that i don't like him, he's so damn hot-looking&lt;br /&gt;but he's not good right?&lt;br /&gt;do you all notice that the judges and the hosts are all biased against him&lt;br /&gt;okay perhaps not the judges bcos they are in a position to judge and give their comments&lt;br /&gt;but what grounds do the hosts have in being bias against him?&lt;br /&gt;the hosts are there for a purpose, not there to be judgemental&lt;br /&gt;for the past week, they have been emphasizing on the word 'talent'&lt;br /&gt;"please vote for talent"&lt;br /&gt;this sentence has been repeated fucklin many times, that you can even foresee what gurmit or daniel ong is going to see before the show starts&lt;br /&gt;i mean even my mum said "they really want gomez to get out"&lt;br /&gt;if my mum can tell that the hosts are being bias against him, imagine how gomez feel?&lt;br /&gt;it really takes alot of damn courage to stand on the stage, perform, smile and pretend that you are really enjoying that, knowing that your singing will be closely scrutinize by the judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious lah fans of joakim gomez&lt;br /&gt;he can't sing for godness sake&lt;br /&gt;nicholas posed me a question ytd&lt;br /&gt;if you were a fan of joakim gomez, upon hearing the judges' comments, would you still vote for joakim gomez&lt;br /&gt;haha, so if i was a fan of his, with a right state of mind, would no longer vote for him, not bcos you don't like him anymore, but bcos you like him too much that you can't bear to hear criticism of him&lt;br /&gt;and besides singapore idol is not only the one stage that you can hone your talent right&lt;br /&gt;quit it fans, joakim gomez should get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that&lt;br /&gt;we ended our sabbatical early today at 10.30, after having to endure the embarrassment of  mdm chan going through our powerpoint&lt;br /&gt;and it is all bcos of darrell mark leong for not able to substantiate his viewpoint properly&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;me "darrell, you fuck slack, tell me how many slides you did, i bet only one&lt;br /&gt;darrell "less than one, hahah"&lt;br /&gt;the cheek of him to say that&lt;br /&gt;idiot&lt;br /&gt;look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“IF… THEN” Challenge Statements Step 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If the health problems caused by significant amount of nuclear explosion are not checked …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then there will be a long term impact on the well-being of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  If there is food contamination due to nuclear exposure and the people have no food to eat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then they would not have the energy and motivation to work, thus lowering the productiveness of the workforce and affecting the country’s economy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="91" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/24-08-06_1204.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="71" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/24-08-06_1132.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="78" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/24-08-06_1107.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;we went core to have lunch and then back to school again. if you understand darrell well, you will notice his lacklustre attitude. haha just joking darrell. but when come to things such as watching ****, you know sometimes people change.&lt;br /&gt;for the better, or for the worse, i don't know&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115643790607269479?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115643790607269479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115643790607269479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-whats-new-joakim-gomez-stays-on-for.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115635293787336085</id><published>2006-08-23T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T01:08:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;aran is shit, he types totally like a girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;aren't you going to ask me who i am?&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;who are you then?&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:guess &lt;:o)&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;whalao.&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;aran&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;idiot lah&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were a girl&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha why&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;do i seem very girlish :(&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;ya lah&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;aren't you going to ask me who i am?&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lixiang just sent me this mr brown's podcast named harmless podcast&lt;br /&gt;haha, so i knew that mr brown made this podcast directing to the government&lt;br /&gt;so funny, i think you guys should go check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com"&gt;www.mrbrown.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, okay the podcast goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;during the rally speech last sunday, if you guys listened to the speech, PM lee mentioned in his 5th component about the digital age. he was saying that in the digital age which is now lah, people rely on the computers more than anything else. For example, if people want to check out something, they don't count on the encyclopedia anymore, instead they reply on "google", from there, he carry on to blogging and the podcasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singapore is changing and we must change.  Some things are changing quickly.  Other things take a little bit longer.  There are few things which we should not change, which are fundamental to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By all means, if you think the government is doing something wrong, criticize us, criticize the government, criticize the leaders but be prepared to stand by your criticisms, to back up what you say and let’s argue it out.   If the government disagrees, then we have to respond, if you criticize the government and the government does not respond, then the government has not taken you seriously. Number one, it does not deserve to be here. Number two, because if we do not respond, untruths would be repeated and will be believed and eventually will be treated as facts and the government and the leaders will lose the respect of the population and the moral authority to govern.  So we argue, sometimes we argue fiercely but we should not take that as a sign that we are not open.  Openness doesn't mean just lovey-dovey. Openness means being prepared to be candid, to be direct and to discuss very serious things very seriously. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course then, he was actually refering to mr brown's post on his column on the Today Newspaper about the cost of living in singapore i think.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, my view is like this.  Mr brown is a very talented man.  In fact, he is Mr Lee Kim Mun.  If you listen to his podcasts, they are hilarious.  And he is entitled to his views and entitled to express them.  But when he takes on the government and makes serious accusations, as he did in this case, because he said the government suppressed information before the elections which was awkward and only let it out afterwards. Then the government has to respond.  Firstly, to set the record straight and secondly, to signal that this is really not the way to carry on a public debate on national issues and especially not in the mainstream media. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i don't know if PM lee mentioned anything about what bak chor mee or laksa without cockles (in chinese), but supposedly PM lee pronounced the word cockles (in chinese) as mai hum, so the "harmless podcast" came along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super damn funny lah, the music is "my humps" by black eyed peas,&lt;br /&gt;in the chorus part, instead of hearing black eyed peas singing "my humps, my humps, my humps.."&lt;br /&gt;you will hear PM lee saying "Mai Hum, Mai Hum, Mai Hum.."&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay i don't think mr brown meant to insult him or anything&lt;br /&gt;but still he's making a mountain out of a molehill&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's what make singaporeans making frequent trips to his site&lt;br /&gt;still remember the bak chor mee thingy podcast during the election'06?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hear this&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;damn funny&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;the errrr&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;mai hum one?&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;you heard already?&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;my brother played it one &lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt; million times alreadyl&lt;br /&gt;ong and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my whole family&lt;/strong&gt; can memorize the lyrics -___-&lt;br /&gt;hahalong and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;including your dad?&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly                  mr brown's latest podcast, haha says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;okay no&lt;br /&gt;she said live up to your first impression says:&lt;br /&gt;excluding&lt;strong&gt; my dad&lt;/strong&gt; and me la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha imagine Mr Tharman Shanmugaratnam making a dig at PM Lee Hsien Loong&lt;br /&gt;no offence, Aran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115635293787336085?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115635293787336085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115635293787336085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/aran-is-shit-he-types-totally-like.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115618123677496910</id><published>2006-08-21T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:27:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>left my computer on at 11.30 and just went for a run&lt;br /&gt;after a long hibernation, i have decided to go back to running&lt;br /&gt;not competitively for now, just running to keep healthy&lt;br /&gt;and i could barely run further after just 30mins&lt;br /&gt;so now i am blogging at 12.55am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really managed to catch the live telecast of the national day rally ytd&lt;br /&gt;you may laugh, but i seriously wanted to hear and understand what direction Singapore is going to in the near future&lt;br /&gt;but my little damn cousins had to watch moviee&lt;br /&gt;and besides, my uncles and aunties are anti-pap, but it is really besides the point&lt;br /&gt;you may hate the government, but you have to accept the fact the government is here to stay, at least for 5 years or so, so don't make life so miserable&lt;br /&gt;i may disagree with the government in some issues such as the relaxation of the immigration law so as to allow the influx of foreigners or simply foreign talents to help solve our population or boost our economy, but who should we blame in the first place&lt;br /&gt;singaporeans who do not want babies?&lt;br /&gt;or singaporeans who are not hardworking?&lt;br /&gt;for me, i personally feel that most foreign talents who come here to singapore are simply attracted by the overwhelming package that our government has in store for them, so to put it simply, this is a place where they will not call home&lt;br /&gt;there may be a few minorities such as malaysian-born david gan or the guy from india Mr Mustaq Ahmad who set up mustafa or even the world number 1 snooker who adopted singapore as his home&lt;br /&gt;face it, foreign talents are here to stay, but fight hard, be competitive&lt;br /&gt;as what PM lee said "So there are things which we can do as a government in order to open our doors and bring immigrants in. But more importantly as a society, we as Singaporeans, each one of us, we have to welcome immigrants, welcome new immigrants. I know that some Singaporeans don't agree. They have reservations, they worry about the competition, they are unhappy that immigrants come here don't do National Service or maybe they just don't like immigrants living next to them. I mean, once in a while, But we are different doesn't mean we have to reject them, we have to take a big-hearted approach. Our forefathers were immigrants too. If they had been kept out of Singapore, we wouldn't be here today. And to grow and flourish, we have to help those who, we must let people come and invite people to come who can help us to achieve our goals. And if they come from China or India or Russia, well, if they can integrate into our society and make a contribution, I say, they are Singaporean too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha since i don't have time to really read the national rally speech, i have decided to download it and put it into my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;"Ours is an improbable nation. We are a small country in an uncertain world, we always worry about the future, we never take anything for granted. Many people have put heart and soul into building what we have today. And through hard work and clear thinking, we've created something unique and something precious in Singapore, a home for all of us. &lt;strong&gt;Our forefathers have planted the trees which now provide the shade which we now enjoy. It's now our duty to plant trees and grow them, trees which will give hope and strength to a new generation. And you should do this not because you happen to be born here or because you happen to hold a red passport but because you believe in this mission, you believe in this ideal, you believe that Singapore is something special and worth fighting for.&lt;/strong&gt; As Mr Rajaratnam said once, because "being Singaporean is not a matter of ancestry but of conviction and choice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid com, cannot upload pictures of the mad man and the urine bottle&lt;br /&gt;enough!&lt;br /&gt;okay i want to listen to the podcast now&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115618123677496910?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115618123677496910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115618123677496910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/left-my-computer-on-at-11.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115608674756262008</id><published>2006-08-20T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:12:27.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;uh hello long and frilly&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;palaver is silly&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;caiyitian the china prc has been added to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;whooho&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont like PRCs&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;yuck&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;get lost&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;people from PRC&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;silence~&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;ah cherm&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;yah ?&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;there's argumentative essay tmrw right&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;its in PPR&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;huh rlly ?&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;prabs nvr say&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;ooh&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;eh cherm&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;can recite the.&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;shhhh&lt;br /&gt;chermms. VIP. cos you know i gotta shine says:&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;do you know who i am ?&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;what happens if two people nudge at the same time&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;not fair right. cos one person's name will be displayed first.&lt;br /&gt;*.- JUU. ; pigs dont lie (: says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115608674756262008?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115608674756262008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115608674756262008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/chermms.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115605059488624025</id><published>2006-08-20T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T13:09:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday&lt;br /&gt;right after chinese period ended, the non-bsp students headed back to the classroom&lt;br /&gt;one by one, students carrying their bags inched out of the classroom&lt;br /&gt;according to what zhen hao said, he and some other guys which include junhong, junlong and johnathlon were playing shooting rubber bands in class, caiyitan the china prc guy then abruptly joined in, causing some uneasinees in the fun&lt;br /&gt;who wants to play with caiyitian, tell me&lt;br /&gt;upon seeing that, i told caiyitian to quit being childish&lt;br /&gt;and so, he tried to shoot me, but failed to do so&lt;br /&gt;i shamed him for his inaccuracy, then he became agitated&lt;br /&gt;calling this sec2 guy to come to class&lt;br /&gt;in chinese, he said "you die already, my friend is coming to beat you up"&lt;br /&gt;haha, i said&lt;br /&gt;"tell him to come before 2 or i am leaving"&lt;br /&gt;i was rearranging my worksheets then&lt;br /&gt;don't know if it is a coincidence, this poser guy whom i had a conflict with just few days ago was who caiyitian called&lt;br /&gt;this guy also from china, came into my class and to my table&lt;br /&gt;so we started quarreling, being the guy who knew singapore law then, i dared him to fight me if he dared&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot to add that he was rolling up his sleeve then&lt;br /&gt;haha, i knew that if i was the one who start fight, i would be in real trouble&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite pissed off then for not being able to start the fight first, i called giam&lt;br /&gt;giam came into the classroom a minute later&lt;br /&gt;so caiyitian immediately gave his supposed side of the story&lt;br /&gt;i was quite sarcastic then, gaving occasional laughs throughout&lt;br /&gt;when he finished, i told giam&lt;br /&gt;"okay that was his supposed side of the story" using my both hands to signal the inferred commas&lt;br /&gt;ohya, i should have taken a picture to show the situation then&lt;br /&gt;giam was leaning on the table, that two guys were standing up and i was sitting down on the chair with my strong support of eyewitnesses behind me&lt;br /&gt;after hearing my side of the story, she started to talk which i have forgotten, but i knew that she believed what i said&lt;br /&gt;after she told them to wait outside the classroom, my group of friends starting adding fuel to the fire by telling her the other incidents about caiyitian&lt;br /&gt;according to what they said, caiyitian actually wanted to push zehong who was not present on friday, out of the block which left zehong with red scratches on the neck&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that it was so serious then&lt;br /&gt;then giam and both of them left for somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;haha, i laughed it off and started heading to the court&lt;br /&gt;then it was already 2.20pm&lt;br /&gt;and for the upteen times, ronald started telling everybody the story&lt;br /&gt;went the court at arnd 4plus and starting waiting for fok at the poolside to end his squash training&lt;br /&gt;then ky, fok, iype and i went to ron's house at sixth avenue&lt;br /&gt;alright, i didn't tell you how big ron's house was, a mansion with a swimming pool?&lt;br /&gt;ronald started showing us to the different parts of his house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="48" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_1751.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at his room's toilet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="46" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_18002.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at the ground storey's toilet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="55" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_1823.2.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="45" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_1825.3.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;iype's fat butt. yeah when we went swimming, most of us jumped in the pool naked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="31" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_1828.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="80" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_1904.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;left at around 7plus when iype's mum called.&lt;br /&gt;so auntie fetched us to this place called "prata place" to have our dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="2" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/18-08-06_2010.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to iype's house for a sleepover later&lt;br /&gt;played guitar and called many people till my phone's batt went dead&lt;br /&gt;at arnd 3plus, we went down iype's house with this very big float&lt;br /&gt;ron, iype and i started sleeping in this float floating in the swimming pool, while wilson slept on the bench&lt;br /&gt;within minutes, the guard chased us out of the pool&lt;br /&gt;supposed to wake ut at 7am ytd for this ids talk at NUH, but i was too tired to wake up&lt;br /&gt;wilson had to come in and out of the room, urging me to wake up&lt;br /&gt;ronald followed us, while iype was still sleeping in his room&lt;br /&gt;reach bouna vista mrt at 9am, 10 minutes late&lt;br /&gt;and met the rest at the busstop, and bus down to NUH&lt;br /&gt;the talk was so damn boring lah, i was barely awake&lt;br /&gt;didn't know how mdm chan knew about ytd's incident&lt;br /&gt;she started asking me what happened ytd&lt;br /&gt;the talk ended arnd 12pm, darrel mum fetched me home&lt;br /&gt;and to think, i slept for nearly 20 hours&lt;br /&gt;slept from 2 to 7 ytd, then woke up to have dinner&lt;br /&gt;then slept from 2 to 11 until i hear distractions from outside, my family was back&lt;br /&gt;then carried on sleeping from 11 to 10am in the morning today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to read the newspapers, luckily didn't betted on livepool winning ytd or i would have lost money&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115605059488624025?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115605059488624025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115605059488624025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/friday-right-after-chinese-period.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115581497503317930</id><published>2006-08-17T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T19:42:55.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to post this ytd&lt;br /&gt;singapore lost to china 1 -0 last night in the asian cup qualifier 2007 match&lt;br /&gt;according to the website, china claimed the goal through a penalty in the last minute of injury time&lt;br /&gt;it appeared to be a controversial penalty as they claimed that shao jiayi dived instead, but the dumb referee pointed to the spot&lt;br /&gt;yeah and all cheap talk about china beating singapore by at least 4 goals, or it will not be win for them&lt;br /&gt;my nick on msn ytd was "long and frilly, palaver is silly          fuck china 1 - singapore 0&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to write "long and frilly, palaver is silly                 fuck, china 1 singapore 0"&lt;br /&gt;so i am not trying to discriminate them or something&lt;br /&gt;they don't deserved the win lah&lt;br /&gt;singapore coach was saying "china derserved to win, but not this year"&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for the singapore lions, they tried their best, but at the end of the day, sometimes fate play a fool out of us&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, let us trash the china team on sep 6 at the national team&lt;br /&gt;really hope that 55,000 supporters will turn up and watch this critical match cos singapore need to win china or they won't stand a chance to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, the soccer player who scored was shao jiayi&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think you know that my china prc friend in my class is shao jiayi's little brother&lt;br /&gt;yeah you may seeem baffled but it's true&lt;br /&gt;though china policy is one child per woman, but they can always break the rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conversation was in chinese&lt;br /&gt;me "hongxin, damn it lah, you know your brother scored"&lt;br /&gt;hongxin (started to tell me how his brother earn the penalty)&lt;br /&gt;me "do you know that it is not a penalty cos your brother dived you know, a cheater leh"&lt;br /&gt;hongxin then gave me this smile&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i am not trying to be mean lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr's a hwachong lecture 2006 this morning, and so our school invited our health minister Mr Khwa Boon Wan to give a speech. we did not give to see him live lah, instead we were in the drame centre using a two way video link connected to the auditorium where he was giving a speech to the sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/17-08-06_0958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/17-08-06_0958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was so funny bcos some of them were falling asleep. i purposely picked on my china friends.&lt;br /&gt;me "hey zhangqin, don't sleep lah"&lt;br /&gt;me "do you know that this is our health minister, our government"&lt;br /&gt;me "show respect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/17-08-06_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="85" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/17-08-06_1047.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was waiting at the busstop today when my sec 2 junior friend came along&lt;br /&gt;we then boarded bus 48 together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/17-08-06_1718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;managed to take a picture of this acjc international school student.&lt;br /&gt;noticed a rose tatoo on her leg&lt;br /&gt;we were arguing whether it is a real or a fake&lt;br /&gt;anyway she alighted at parkway parade busstop&lt;br /&gt;junior "her leg sexy but face ugly"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115581497503317930?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115581497503317930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115581497503317930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanted-to-post-this-ytd-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115581276733646773</id><published>2006-08-17T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T19:12:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah this post was accidentally deleted by me ytd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember much about ytd. just knew that during book circle in kala's lesson, lixiang and i were taking pictures. and sometimes we have to compromise. not even one of the pictures we took, both of us actually like it. so instead i choose 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/3490/3308/200/16-08-06_1254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you ever imagine aran crying.&lt;br /&gt;and so i thought so&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to carry the goal posts backs to the junior college side ytd and aran was in charge&lt;br /&gt;kaiye and zheng instead ran away from aran and he had to chase them&lt;br /&gt;bcos of that, he cried&lt;br /&gt;i was also running away from him and upon seeing him cry, i gave iin&lt;br /&gt;me "aran, why you cry"&lt;br /&gt;aran "bcos i am am very very sad"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/16-08-06_1442.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="47" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/16-08-06_1442.2.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="95" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/16-08-06_1443.1.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and when can you ever see two only indians in our cohort together in a picture?&lt;br /&gt;rare right &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the night is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;so the faces of my friends&lt;br /&gt;the stars are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;so the eyes of my friends&lt;br /&gt;er, beautiful, also, is the sun&lt;br /&gt;beautiful, also, are the souls of my friends&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115581276733646773?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115581276733646773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115581276733646773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeah-this-post-was-accidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115565333186141027</id><published>2006-08-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:48:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some china students came to our class today for some exchange programe with our school&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly put my belongings into my locker for fear that they steal things&lt;br /&gt;haha just joking&lt;br /&gt;caiyitian was hosting these six china students in our class, 4 boys and 2 girls, he purposely put the arrangement in such a way that the prettier girl out of the two was sitting besides him, not that i am saying that the girl is pretty&lt;br /&gt;first period, mr ng came in and gave us a lashing for not handing in homework, not knowing that there is a china teacher behind&lt;br /&gt;i looked behind, and the china teacher's mouth was wide open, flabbergasted&lt;br /&gt;haha, we had volleyball for pe today&lt;br /&gt;chemistry period was as boring as usual again, fok and i was totally disgusted by his lessons that our backs started being so itchy&lt;br /&gt;me "wilson, play the 1min game again"&lt;br /&gt;fok "ok"&lt;br /&gt;wilson started using his ruler and scratched my back, but not realising that there was a china teacher actaully fliming the lesson&lt;br /&gt;anyway got 16/20 for ihc test, i was so sure that giam would be bias towards me and give me low marks&lt;br /&gt;but the irony part is that she always tell me that i don't like her period and don't put in an effort to pay attention, still that's the essence of mugging at home okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="87" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-08-06_1207.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go play court after finishing our chem poster, but then it was raining. went eat lunch with fok, lixiang and ronald after school. while on our way to the library later, met aran and started splashing water on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/15-08-06_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-08-06_1435.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wanted to tell our lixiang that he actually look cool with my bag. then he started saying what you always take advantage of me. haha and ron was saying that he looked like a typical china farmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lixiang left after accompanying us to the library&lt;br /&gt;him "why i so stupid follow you to the library"&lt;br /&gt;him "okay i go liao, go buy fhm liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked in and i started to go in th library desk instead, then i saw this librarian so i crapped to her that the other female librarian wanted to see me&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/15-08-06_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="114" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-08-06_1442.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/15-08-06_1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-08-06_1443.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the reason why the pictures were so blur was that ronald couldn't stop laughing &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/15-08-06_1535.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;did chem poster till 4pm in the library. look at wilson's creativity, damn sucky right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to coronation plaza to eat after that. after we finished ordering, then iype, benjamin and kwangyueh came, iype sporting a similar bag like mine&lt;br /&gt;me "iype, you bought same bag ah"&lt;br /&gt;me "Aa, where is my bag ah"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/15-08-06_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115565333186141027?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115565333186141027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115565333186141027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-china-students-came-to-our-class.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115556908391009020</id><published>2006-08-14T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:24:47.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first thing giam told me today was "miss koh wants to see you later"&lt;br /&gt;in case you don't know,  miss koh is the head of our consortium&lt;br /&gt;right after flag raising, i was told to go into her little private cubicle&lt;br /&gt;there she started telling me what giam complained about me skipping school&lt;br /&gt;come on lah, i only skipped school last tuesday which was the national day celebrations, e rest i got either mcs or parents' letters&lt;br /&gt;yeah i thought i was in god shit, but miss koh happened to be nice, in the end i was late for 20mins for lessons&lt;br /&gt;miss koh "do you want me to give a note for being late in class"&lt;br /&gt;me "i don't think there is a need for that, it is maths now not ihc (giam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ronald was boasting his hair today, okay not boasting, but asking us repeatedly whether is it nice anot&lt;br /&gt;apparent zhiyong (p.o.w) also said "hey ronald, your hair damn nice today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="103" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-08-06_0932.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;side view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/14-08-06_0931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-08-06_0931.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/14-08-06_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="109" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-08-06_0933.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back view&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chinese lesson is as usual again, shifting here shifting there, so in the end only left 25mins&lt;br /&gt;got back our "summary compre"&lt;br /&gt;everybody got arnd 13, 14,15/20&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that niyi was always covering his paper, haha i actually wanted to laugh at him for getting so low, but he got 18/20&lt;br /&gt;feeling damn pissed off, ron, xiang and i went to count word for word, and his words far exceeded the maximun words of only 80&lt;br /&gt;haha, so we went to complain and his marks was deducted from 18 to 14marks&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="77" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-08-06_1135.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="68" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-08-06_1143.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after sch, fok and i ended up going to the terraces and watch people play soccer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/14-08-06_1401.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;was supposed to meet teck at 4pm, but bcos i wanted to cut my hair, so we decided to meet at 4.30pm. and bcos of the change in time, i boarded the later 48bus and guess who i saw, haha minjian and his girlfriend from fuck nanyang, shaw and darell.&lt;br /&gt;okay what an embarrassing trip, i shall not blog about that&lt;br /&gt;and can you imagine just last week, i (my friend) sent this message to shaw "ugly bitch" using my phone, and then i met her on the bus today&lt;br /&gt;alighted together with them at parkway, bought bubble tea, and we went our seperate ways, minjian and her waiting for fabian while darrell followed me go cut hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ong and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam sends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Transfer of "Pictures.doc" is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Transfer of "Avogadro - His Number.doc" is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;sure ah&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;no wait&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;damn bloody messy&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;ya ok got 4&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;chicken&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;remember to bring ur tape duck&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;remember to bring the stuff tmr&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;ass-hole&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;you one document, i 7 documents&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;see the difference?&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;okokokokokokokokok&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;say i smart quick&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;smrt&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;(li)WFCW--(li) says:&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;hey u there&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah??&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;sian la&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;today i made kwang yueh cry&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;cos we went cycling with iype and benjamin after school and when we went to macdonalds to eat we leave our bike outside, then he come out and hide my bike somewhere and accidentally make my chain come out&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;so i spent half an hour fixing my chain back and i was dam angry so i was being mean to him&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to explain that its accidental but i didnt listen to him cos i thought he purposely make 1&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaah&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;then he cried bcos of that!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck la&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;a lo of thing also&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;but i cut short&lt;br /&gt;(f) Ron! - my mouse, keyboard and printer isnt working (so) says:&lt;br /&gt;fucker iype make my house so dirty until my dad scold me&lt;br /&gt;long and filly, palaver is silly you are ugly giam says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, iype just called me when i was typing this entry&lt;br /&gt;iype "why are you so angry with me"&lt;br /&gt;haha and we ended up talking for more than 25mins&lt;br /&gt;he recounted the story between ronald, kwangyueh, benjamin and him today which was so hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115556908391009020?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115556908391009020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115556908391009020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-thing-giam-told-me-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115548451403957201</id><published>2006-08-13T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:55:14.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from my grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;apparently from what i heard from the uncles'conversation today, the person who stole my handphone was the girl from china&lt;br /&gt;this girl from china were on a exchange programme, so they stayed at carol's house&lt;br /&gt;just three weeks ago, they brought this girl along with them&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally on the same day itself, i lost my phone when i was at my grandma's house, but still figuring whether i left my phone on the cab&lt;br /&gt;to make things simpler, this girl from china just stole my uncle's cash from his house and when they checked her bag the day she was about to leave, they found many things that did not belong to her in the first place&lt;br /&gt;for fuck sake, what is the purpose of an exchange programme when her only motive is to come here and steal things&lt;br /&gt;i don't see how the foreign talent scheme here is really going to help singapore's economy when their source of boosting singapore's economy is for all the "study mamas" coming here to sell their bodies to the old uncles&lt;br /&gt;yeah don't say it is their last resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with jiarong to get our guitar today&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet him at 12pm at bras basah complex but i woke up late and bcos of the damn sudden downpour, we ended up meeting at 1pm instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-08-06_1351.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1351.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; went other to this shop first called what lee and what trading, and when we went in, we were told to leave our bags on the sofa. what the fuck, you think we like the china girl is it, no integrity, steal things. but of course lah, we didn't say anything, but quietly obey his instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-08-06_1349.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="117" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1349.1.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-08-06_1346.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="104" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1346.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-08-06_1313.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="101" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1313.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/13-08-06_1312.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="42" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1312.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we ended up buying the guitar picks which cost arnd $2.60. then we moved on to another shop and bought a guitar bag over thr which cost $25.00.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had lunch and called the daniel guitar saying that we will come arnd 2.45pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="72" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1432.0.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;New Industrial Road, Techno Centre&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="66" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1538.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;spent like an hour trying out different guitar and asking daniel helping us to tune it. in the end, we bought two guitars and the capo &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1558.2.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;jiarong with his guitar&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="68" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1600.6.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="87" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1556.1.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="56" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/13-08-06_1822.3.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;my guitar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115548451403957201?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115548451403957201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115548451403957201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-came-back-from-my-grandmas-house.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115531248996858566</id><published>2006-08-11T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:08:09.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1114.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 178px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1114.9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost half the class got to  sit behind for not doing the damn homework&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1118.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1118.7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even prcs like huangding didn't do, waste our taxpayers' money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1357.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1357.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lixiang's bag &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1401.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1402.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1346.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/11-08-06_1346.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/11-08-06_1114.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115531248996858566?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115531248996858566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115531248996858566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/almost-half-class-got-to-sit-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115531078287857009</id><published>2006-08-11T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:39:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is failing me&lt;br /&gt;i can't upload pictures&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115531078287857009?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115531078287857009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115531078287857009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/blogger-is-failing-me-i-cant-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115530885829239197</id><published>2006-08-11T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:07:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i don't talk about giam anymore&lt;br /&gt;what's new?&lt;br /&gt;she called my mum again saying what i played truant during national day&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck, i used to skip celebrations for the past two years, but nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;bitch "why are you absent on tuesday"&lt;br /&gt;me "oh, i woke up late, then i came to school at 10plus"&lt;br /&gt;bitch "who is ur witness"&lt;br /&gt;fok raised up his hand&lt;br /&gt;knowing that she had lost the battle, she said "that is not an excuse cos celebration ends at 10 (when celebrations officially ends at 11.30), since u have already give me one letter, so this is counted as trauancy"&lt;br /&gt;me "anything"&lt;br /&gt;that was at 7.40am, at 10am she called my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum "your teacher called again you know"&lt;br /&gt;me "huh, really, that bitch"&lt;br /&gt;mum "can you stop talking back at her, she say that you always talk in class"&lt;br /&gt;me "yeah, she likes to twist facts, i just ignore her during class lessons only"&lt;br /&gt;mum "can you put up with her, she will be ur form teacher next year also"&lt;br /&gt;me "let's hope not, she's the wost teacher you can ever had, her form class for the past few years always get last in the whole year"&lt;br /&gt;me "okay mum, for the sake of her not disturbing you, i shall put up with her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling so damn pissed off with lixang today cos he got one mark higher than me for ihe test.&lt;br /&gt;haha, so we decided to put his bag on top of the projector and mess up his whole table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had projects final after school today&lt;br /&gt;we played soccer and had our presentation presented at 3.30pm&lt;br /&gt;wilson was trying to present at first, then suddenly he started coughing like mad, so chuankhim had to take over&lt;br /&gt;after the presentation, fok told me it was a play-acting thing cos he don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;at least better than zehong who feign sickness, but went off to play lan with junyang and gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;a href="mailto:mynetwork@cafe"&gt;mynetwork@cafe&lt;/a&gt; at the jc with tag, kwangyueh and benjamin to slack&lt;br /&gt;benjamin started playing canon in d on the piano which was so damn zai lah&lt;br /&gt;ride back home with tag was so boring today cos stmargts and scgs girls did not board the bus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115530885829239197?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115530885829239197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115530885829239197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/can-i-dont-talk-about-giam-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115529953820081844</id><published>2006-08-11T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:32:18.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I walk down the street&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep hole in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;I fall in&lt;br /&gt;I am lost .... I am helpless&lt;br /&gt;It isn't my fault&lt;br /&gt;It takes forever to find a way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the street&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep hole in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that I don't see it&lt;br /&gt;I fall in again&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i am in this same place&lt;br /&gt;But, it isn't my fault&lt;br /&gt;It still takes a long time to get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the same street&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep hole in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;I see it is there&lt;br /&gt;I still fall in ... it's a habit ...&lt;br /&gt;but, my eyes are open&lt;br /&gt;I know where I am.&lt;br /&gt;It is my fault&lt;br /&gt;I get out immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the same street&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep hole in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;I walk around it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down another street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115529953820081844?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115529953820081844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115529953820081844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-walk-down-street-there-is-deep-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115522325676263965</id><published>2006-08-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:20:56.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You stabbed me in the back&lt;br /&gt;So many people know&lt;br /&gt;Why you do such things to me&lt;br /&gt;I will never know&lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though you were my friend&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong all along&lt;br /&gt;So this is my good bye to you&lt;br /&gt;Forever and so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/blogger/3490/3308/200/2387973172550l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am sorry, yiming&lt;br /&gt;i should have known better&lt;br /&gt;to tell zhengwei stuff whose best pal coincidentally is timothy iype thomas, by far the biggest mouth in sch&lt;br /&gt;whose jokes are already passe&lt;br /&gt;"shut your mother's fucklin cheebye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring the bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115522325676263965?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115522325676263965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115522325676263965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-stabbed-me-in-back-so-many-people.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115514060271437677</id><published>2006-08-10T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:26:49.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Training with teck on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/D%20Cube%20084.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/D%20Cube%20084.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/D%20Cube%20086.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/D%20Cube%20086.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/D%20Cube%20097.0.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/3490/3308/200/D%20Cube%20109.0.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/3490/3308/200/D%20Cube%20135.0.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/3490/3308/200/D%20Cube%20148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115514060271437677?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115514060271437677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115514060271437677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/training-with-teck-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115513927052231582</id><published>2006-08-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:01:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe it&lt;br /&gt;physics test this coming friday, when we are still in our post-celebrations mood&lt;br /&gt;bet i'm gonna flunk it, i don't want study&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go national day parade today, but i gave my two tickets to my younger sister&lt;br /&gt;instead i was off to david's house in the morning, supposed to accompany him to some weird exhibitions or something, but we decided to give it a miss and slack in his room&lt;br /&gt;then we were off to my dad's cosybay, together with a bunch of his church friends to watch the fireworks display&lt;br /&gt;anyway you were caught on tv, melissa!&lt;br /&gt;hahayou were saying that whenever you perform, the tv crew will always be on your side&lt;br /&gt;yeah you were looking at the camera too, sparring with some young kid from rulang&lt;br /&gt;this year's fireworks display wasn't that grand or magnificent as before, still it was the stealer of the show&lt;br /&gt;shall post some pictures later on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115513927052231582?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115513927052231582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115513927052231582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-41st-birthday-singapore-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115505867073245304</id><published>2006-08-09T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:37:50.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/1600/sister"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3490/3308/200/sister%27s%20island%20camping%20trip%21%20007k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, JIARONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah two days late to be exact&lt;br /&gt;was reading maple's blog and realised it was your birthday&lt;br /&gt;haha don't blame me for this picture&lt;br /&gt;took me ages to look through all my pics, and this is one of the few that we took together&lt;br /&gt;childhood friend, known you since we are one?!?&lt;br /&gt;15 minus 1 equals 14, so i know you for 14years already, haha.&lt;br /&gt;the frequent trips we had together, be it to malaysia, bangkok or the islands around singapore,&lt;br /&gt;the swimming competitions we took part together, be it at temask club or Nus,&lt;br /&gt;the many fights we had with others,&lt;br /&gt;the various expeditions we went through, be it with secret 7 or the famous 5,&lt;br /&gt;the shopping spree,&lt;br /&gt;the triathlon races,&lt;br /&gt;and the FUN!&lt;br /&gt;it has never been so profound,a lifetime friend have I found&lt;br /&gt;let our friendship be a bond,which can never be like a dry pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship isn't always easily described&lt;br /&gt;for example, the Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. unfortunately, the english language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning.&lt;br /&gt;instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives&lt;br /&gt;close friend&lt;br /&gt;best friend&lt;br /&gt;childhood friend&lt;br /&gt;intimate friend&lt;br /&gt;trusted friend&lt;br /&gt;beloved friend&lt;br /&gt;but whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to took this from the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Greatest Gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;      &lt;em&gt;-by Daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The greatest Gift,&lt;br /&gt;in the end&lt;br /&gt;was a family&lt;br /&gt;and a Friend.&lt;br /&gt;An ear to lend&lt;br /&gt;a hand to hold,&lt;br /&gt;and you,&lt;br /&gt;my Friend -&lt;br /&gt;your heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this short little poem was created in that little moment that we all go through when we feel alone in the world and no one seems to understand our pain. no one that is, until you realize that there is a special person in the world called your friend and they can make it all better.&lt;br /&gt;this is the greatest gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115505867073245304?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115505867073245304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115505867073245304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-belated-birthday-jiarong-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30785265.post-115500582504671314</id><published>2006-08-08T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:57:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skip the national day @carnival celebrations&lt;br /&gt;going swimming now&lt;br /&gt;while meeting someone later for my new v3i maroon phone&lt;br /&gt;then off to my great grandma's house for dinner in the late evening&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30785265-115500582504671314?l=acquaintance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115500582504671314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30785265/posts/default/115500582504671314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acquaintance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/skip-national-day-carnival.html' title=''/><author><name>while the star of hope she leaves him;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923571064628925892</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></entry></feed>
