<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959</id><updated>2011-12-29T08:10:50.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f5</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112229904582842334</id><published>2005-07-25T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:44:05.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moods</title><content type='html'>english lesson was officially the worst ever. just because rv pms doesn't mean she can spend a whole hour venting her anger. bloody hell. maybe one day i'll hire her to clean my toilets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112229904582842334?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112229904582842334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112229904582842334' title='0 Comments'/><link 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but manage to finish writing chinese compo. it was on 'what if i had three days left to live'. interesting topic, i thought through and realised that i could not bear to leave this world , so many things to do yet so little time. back to school life, i have yet to finish re stuff and there is a physics test on tuesday. hopefully kok weng helps me during remedial tomorrow all i screw up the test. maths test... benji says boo to it, lol. i think i should be able to pass, with a little luck. i'm trying to find the comic &lt;a href="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/156389291X.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;batman and captain america&lt;/a&gt; by john byrne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112222535531454786?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112222535531454786/comments/default' title='Post 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was floorball. more fast paced than hockey. then it was my turn to present the ss project. i think i screwed up in my speech. after school got booked by prefects for playing soccer in circular area. lol. it was fun though. later watched f4 again in j8 with banseng. the second time watching was nicer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112204813566500278?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112204813566500278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112204813566500278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112204813566500278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112188411037337308</id><published>2005-07-21T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T02:28:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>i wish i could help him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112188411037337308?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112188411037337308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112188411037337308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112188411037337308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112188411037337308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112185999699984312</id><published>2005-07-20T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:47:09.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>rv, kw, cec(except one), all fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112185999699984312?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112185999699984312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112185999699984312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112185999699984312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112185999699984312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112179367314874438</id><published>2005-07-20T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T01:31:22.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder whether i'm mad:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kok weng send me out of class for the first time just because i stood up for what was unjust and he claims its wrong because it was in front of thirty pairs of eyes. i would prefer getting out of class than staying in it feeling accused. linghan ponned school so did not need to do social studies presentation. maths test tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112179367314874438?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112179367314874438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112179367314874438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112179367314874438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112179367314874438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/mad.html' title='mad'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112162409571640375</id><published>2005-07-18T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T02:16:17.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>thinking of... thinking of the past. thinking of the present. thinking of the future. thinking of days in bpps, the days i had with 6k and the childhood fun we had, kicking bottles in class. memories seem so close yet so far. the deeper i reach in to catch it, the further it slips away. still recalled the trip to escape theme park with the class. the roller coaster rides, pirate ship and go kart. the night when we went night safari as a class. then walk along east coast beach to the jetty at around 2am and to the night market after that before going home at around six. guessed the bonds were gone. three years have passed. everyone of us lead a new life, to different schools. thinking of the sec one days. the jokes made at the orientation camp. the night walk that freak some of us up. the tired yet fun days that bonded us together. the days where we played mini ping pong with tables in class. it ended so fast for me as i got kick out into o'track. thinking of the days in sec two. playing soccer with paper balls, climbing window grills and the fun times with yew meng(his hanky, his smile, his boots and his shirt). time flewed. got back to rp. thinking of the first day of school when i went to class with linghan for the first time. got to know kenneth and other 2g people. then it was obs. the bullying of xinyu. the bonding of the gang. the activities moments. how the food taste so great at camp 1. the last night when the fun had just started. came back to mainland to start sec three life. sec three days, ah, how fast was that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112162409571640375?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112162409571640375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112162409571640375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112162409571640375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112162409571640375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112153627686290898</id><published>2005-07-17T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:51:16.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic</title><content type='html'>wooh... flunked my maths pop quiz. lol. had half upon ten. same as benji. damn, even shawn and gang had one mark. today was ri open house. went school at 8.30 for table tennis until 12 then went j8 eat and walk around then went back school for cip. signing is seriously damn hard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112153627686290898?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112153627686290898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112153627686290898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112153627686290898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112153627686290898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/hectic.html' title='hectic'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112126880399672641</id><published>2005-07-13T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T23:35:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>damn, i'm feel so fucked up today. having spent 4 hours at toa payoh swimming complex to support swimming finals... my phone's camera so screwed up, could not take any photos. and i just bought it recently only. what's more, i have to waste an afternoon tomorrow going down to wisma atrium just to get it fixed and few days later to collect it. and i lost my warranty card... even if its found there isn't any proof purchase on it. my father gone off to china and i'm left alone to clear this shit myself. argh, have to complete chinese compo too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112126880399672641?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112126880399672641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112126880399672641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112126880399672641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112126880399672641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112102100009210385</id><published>2005-07-11T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T02:43:20.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night</title><content type='html'>i'm blogging here while everyone else is asleep... have not been spending my weekend wisely. saturday-wasted time going school learn sign languages for 3 hours. then headed to bugis junction to catch fantastic four. it could not beat its rival batman begins. the effects were quite good, just that the ending part when dr doom was supposedly destroyed was not up to expectation. dr doom got trapped in supernova and the thing sprayed water at it and dr doom just got frozen. interesting way to finish off a super villian. the ending showed dr doom moving in his prison suggest a sequel to the movie. hope it lives up to everyone's expectation then. sunday-slacked the whole day and the only thing that was done was ss which i did a little part only. hopefully i can complete an animation project i'm starting to work on. and i'm in need of voice talents. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112102100009210385?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112102100009210385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112102100009210385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112102100009210385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112102100009210385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/night.html' title='night'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112066241568958421</id><published>2005-07-06T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T00:41:30.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>maybe i learnt my lessons, maybe i did not. people who only cared about themselves or those who don't give a damn. screwed up geography project not handed in because of innorence and bitch, did i spend the whole night before the dateline slogging out the work only to get sarcastic remarks from hussein saying i handed in late just because i pass up a soft copy... bio project is worst off, presentation not done because partner was so so so busy... what's more, he lost the damn model i work so hard on. table tennis training is fucked up. not sure why i don't have the motivation i used to have in lower sec. maybe its because coach just don't like me. and my attendance record is screwed up. i went for training last week and was not recorded and should be excused during the nz trip. ok, whatever, i have enough. maths pop quiz tomorrow, hoping to get better results...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112066241568958421?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112066241568958421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112066241568958421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112066241568958421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112066241568958421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/07/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-112048992177962516</id><published>2005-07-04T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:12:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fake</title><content type='html'>i'm sick of seeing all the fuckers of this world. fake faces everywhere. people who pretend to be nice. seriously, just take off your stupid mask and show your true self if you are not. say i was asking people for copies of ss project(well, i cannot copy also) just to see the presentation of the work and they just give easy and fucking stupid excuses like i don't have it, my group member have it(he is offline). blah blah blah. all the stupid lame excuse to cover up your selfishness. ok, i'm not perfect either, just commenting on selfishness of the society we live in. whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112048992177962516?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112048992177962516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112048992177962516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112048992177962516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112048992177962516'/><link 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like bullying xinyu, changing places for no damn reason, changing english lessons into scolding periods, made us voted for a non-existent ringleader, quarrelling with people she picked on, putting people into her stupid black list to put people down (well actually no one cared), spamming ri community with emails and complains about the class, pushing the blame of matters to innocent people(thanks for being a fucker), basically being the bitch that she was. maybe she changed, maybe she did not. her lesson are like free periods, watching movies, talking nonsense while other people are busy chatting away. guess she is a better person this way, letting us run our own class. next is kok weng. c for cok weng, a wierd person who stays in boarding with four daughter. guess each had a mole on in front of their nosetrils. his lessons are seriously crappy. wasting time telling people to stand up, stand at the back, go to the door, go outside(the ultimate, though not for linghan who goes out to the bench and sleep). the first time i was called to stand up was when i shot jaya or rahul with rubber bands on physics ruler. an innovative invention. kok weng also makes people stand for no reason, konek chopped his own chest and had to stand. lol. he also came out with lame jokes that he thought was very funny. not to mention that he is blur and is a joke. extremely bias towards physic reps. the most recent joke he made accidentally was when i told him to punish the niggers who were talking and he said what nicholas?? his lesson quite stupid, he just carry on his lessons without explaining properly. guess that accounts for failures for ct. last but not least, hussan. the new teacher taking over fc who left. the first time hussan come in last lesson, he was blocked from opening the door by a chair placed there. once inside, he was bullied by the class. 2c last year had been taught by him and someone threw paperball at him while he was scolding. lol. another guy from 2c actually kiss him. yucks. *__* he tried to conduct a lesson and scolded people for asking questions. linghan was first to piss him off. linghan placed his feet on the chair and told hussan that he sprained his ankle and hussan actually went to ask regina whether it was true. secret relationship going on... and he don't seem to give chance for late geography projects which pisses me off. and there is a video of some guy from 3f who went up to him and touch him. lol. sick gay... alright, that should do for the teachers, now the two most interesting classmates should be xinyu and rahul. needless to say for xinyu with past stories about him. rahul is serious a fucked up bastard. basically he talks alot(i seriously mean alot, hell lot, non stop) crap and bullshits. well, he's fat and weak(failed napfa) and talks too much. disturbing people with his annoying tone(same as regina). he's body is like many intersecting roads, fats folding away on the stomach forming trenches, with chest equivalent to that of a woman's(not muscles, all fats). seeing it gives people nightmares. pissing people off with his mannerism. still remember how he almost died when he insulted linsen and got slammed against the wall, he does not know his limit, probably going get beaten up in national service or on the streets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112041549469452964?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/112041549469452964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=112041549469452964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/112041549469452964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>mufti</title><content type='html'>today's mufti day, meaning we can wear civilian clothes to school. had alot of homework to complete last night and slept at 4am. pe was hockey module. basically, we rolled the ball with our hands and not the stick. kinda lame. recess time, i went to slam the jap van door and the uncle caught me then keep scolding me. lol. then i went up to second floor and poured h20 into his van. hahas. after school.there was a screening of scenes of the new zealand trip. after that, went to j8 with kenneth, yl, xianjie, yinwei. uncle daniel was at delifrance staring at little boys. went food court to eat before watching war of the world. it was a nice though steven speilberg screwed up the ending which was a total waste. after that, saw feng shuo with susanta and benji with stephanie. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-112022305673801897?l=f5.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111988838022365509</id><published>2005-06-27T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T00:06:20.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day</title><content type='html'>today is the first day of another boring and hectic term. had health check and the bitches there told me to go back tomorrow at 8. heck la. then english lesson, regina let us watch rat race. her lessons are getting more fun, like free period. then was maths and chemistry. saw one message on benji's fone that was sort of disturbing. lol. shall not elaborate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111988838022365509?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111988838022365509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111988838022365509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111988838022365509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111988838022365509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/1st-day.html' title='1st day'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111980655058682192</id><published>2005-06-27T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:22:30.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>term3</title><content type='html'>here's to a new term. new resolutions: break more, play less, mug harder, no sleeping in class.. thats all for now. i hope i achieve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111980655058682192?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111980655058682192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111980655058682192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111980655058682192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111980655058682192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/term3.html' title='term3'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111971615817218351</id><published>2005-06-25T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T00:15:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marc ecko2</title><content type='html'>i should not be going out today but well... went to watch marc ecko finals today. saw uncle daniel at nygh on the way to cine. digimon lost the first round to ftc1 but nooblets and et got through to the next round when they battle each other. dinesh did windmill and backworm while fanning at the same time. lol. he also wallflip off kelvin's back. et got into the finals but came in second. after that, we took a train down to city hall. the mrt was crowded so the bunch of us squeeze inside. there was this fucker on the mrt who said,'you dun even apologise for pushing' to us. while walking through citylink to esplanade, saw jeffrey lee with a woman. lol. he was quite surprised to see me. there was a whole lot of breakers at esplanade who came from marc ecko. stayed there till 10 then left. got myself gorillaz demon days from hmv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111971615817218351?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111971615817218351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111971615817218351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111971615817218351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111971615817218351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/marc-ecko2.html' title='marc ecko2'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111964129295471549</id><published>2005-06-25T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T03:28:12.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people</title><content type='html'>i'm sick of the damn homework i have to complete. i'm sick of school reopen when i see some people(I foo, Ndrew lim, Legina, Cok wenK, Sinyu). i'm sick of fake people. i'm sick of school training(damn coach hates me for no reason). i'm starting to appreciate the goth culture. "The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; Those who dwelt in the land of the shadow of death, upon them a light has shined."  Isaiah 9:2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111964129295471549?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111964129295471549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111964129295471549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111964129295471549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111964129295471549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111944439823035059</id><published>2005-06-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:46:38.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mat</title><content type='html'>there's one fucking mat breakdancer who entered marc ecko and streetfest. not that i'm good that i can comment on others but he should know his limits. moreover his taunting is damn irritating and his best move is just a two-handed forearm freeze which exposes his fat body. egoistic bastard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111944439823035059?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111944439823035059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111944439823035059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111944439823035059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111944439823035059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/mat.html' title='mat'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111936913126264110</id><published>2005-06-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:52:11.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two movie</title><content type='html'>went cineleisure to watch ghost train with victor. not really scary though. one ghost train and another 'living' train merge together at a 10 minutes delay then wierd stuff start to happen. there was a part when a bloodied girl came out from a pool of blood and grab another girl's leg. lol. and there was this girl who was strangled by ghost pulling her wig. overall wasn't so bad. then headed to bugis junction to play lan. caught batman later in the evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111936913126264110?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111936913126264110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111936913126264110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111936913126264110'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111910823671644942</id><published>2005-06-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T23:23:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>acjcdance</title><content type='html'>went to acjc dance concert just now. the dance was quite nice though there were too many dancers on stage at many times. then, there was this guy who worm on the foreground while another handstand at the back. lol. that's all for the breaking part. tomorrow is marc ecko. hoping to see lots of action. good luck to nic and dh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111910823671644942?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111910823671644942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111894378002103912</id><published>2005-06-17T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:43:00.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame</title><content type='html'>seriously, uncle sam is damn lame. &lt;a href="http://generalsam.blogspot.com"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; and you would understand why. and whats up with calvin's blogger. its getting screwed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111894378002103912?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111894378002103912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111894378002103912' title='0 Comments'/><link 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You dun&lt;br&gt;go about showing off your skills, but silent&lt;br&gt;mocks the guy beside you who tries to do a&lt;br&gt;failed move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ngeeap/quizzes/Which%20break%20dancing%20move%20are%20you%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111894234704440836?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111894234704440836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111894234704440836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111894234704440836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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passed. the ping pong days in sec 1, the lanning days and acy house visits in sec 2. we move on, yet hold on to the memories of the past. mills, here i come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111885511860203082?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111885511860203082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111885511860203082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111885511860203082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111885511860203082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/hols.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111859285733544860</id><published>2005-06-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:49:09.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new zealand trip</title><content type='html'>WOOH. i'm back in singapore. the new zealand trip was fun though some parts were screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;day 1 (28 may)-assembled at changi airport with ban seng, yongjing, weehao, alfred jason, benny and other people on the trip then left singapore at 2020. &lt;br /&gt;day 2 -arrived at new zealand. no food were to be imported into the country and all bags had to be checked upon arrival. stricter than custom in singapore. lol. when we left the airport, the temperature was around 15 degrees. kinda cooling. first stop was the supermarket where we bought items we need on the trip. then we headed for mt eden volcano crater. nobody were allowed to enter the crater so we just walk round it. it was very windy and i could feel my hands becoming numb. lol. then lunch was at subway. everyone was given a subway bun only, without any drinks. how pathetic. fuck. then we continued to auckland bridge. nothing interesting though. then we headed to auckland backpackers where we were to stay overnight. its a lousy fucking hotel..hold on, its not even a hotel, its a fucking hostel where one pathetic small room had three double deck bunk beds for six people and a fucking small fridge. there were no television, the toilets were common, we had to watch our own plates after eating, and live in constant fear of drunken bastards. lol. seriously, 2.5k should not include such accomodation. i guess i have to make my own breakdown somehow. what's more, we had to stay in such hostel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;. fuck the people who plan this fucking trip. we had an afternoon to shop, so alfred, weehao, banseng, yongjing and i went down the streets for a walk. banseng bought a cd he claims he cannot find in malaysia and singapore. as we walk down high street, we found a hunting shop. they had a small yet beautiful range of air pistol. i caught sight of a .177 calibre air pistol costing 340 bucks yet i could only afford the 270 one. i decided to buy it on the last day which was a decision i soon regret... dinner was at a chinese restaurant just beside the backpackers. we came to nz not to eat cuisines we could find in singapore. maybe that was how they intend to cut cost. after dinner, we headed for skytower. it is 328 metres and it is the tallest structure in the southern hemisphere. there was a glass platform on top of the tower and walking on it feels like getting suspended without anything attached. wooh. played pool at night way after lights out until midnight. the view of the street outside my room seemed to captivate me. it was a silent night. rain was falling. everyone else were asleep yet i was wide awake. homeless people, couples and bored people were walking along the quiet street. it was really a peaceful scene...&lt;br /&gt;day 3 -waking up feeling cold all over is the worst way to start a day. should have worn my socks to sleep. damn. breakfast was at kitchen and we had to wash the utensils after use. then, we headed off for auckland grammar school. not an interesting visit but i found out that the students that are extremely quiet yet participate actively. lol. next, we headed for a cow rearing farm. the farm was awfully disgusting with dead flies everywhere. perphaps they should clean up the place regularly. last stop was the maori village. that place was civilised, contrary to what i thought. the dinner was excellent, perphaps the best of the whole trip. after that, we were left on our own. wooh. we did wrestling on the nice mattress. yongjing and i double suplex and 3D banseng. it was hell lot of fun. that night, i was sleeping under a heater and it was so cosy.&lt;br /&gt;day 4 -first stop was to the beach. there were lots of shells. jimmy the tour guide gave me a live clam. lol. then we head for the jet boat ride. not so fast though. still enjoyable. and we had lunch which was packed homemade sandwich at the kiwi plantation souvenir shop. fuck. it stinks like dung. the people who planned the trip are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; resourceful. quote jason : shopkeeper "no, we lost 40 bucks worth of goods. it must be that hunchback. he was snooping around my shop with that damn videocam. screwed that back of his." next was a visit to rotorua museum. learn about volcanos and damn, the air around rotorua smell like rotten eggs. then it was to kuirau park where we had to do lame chemical tests on the geothermal water. the air stinks, it was cold and that sucks. last stop was to the supermarket. bought a 2 dollar bow and arrow toy. lol. sounds lame but came to good use later on. dinner was at rotorua kiwipaka backpackers. it was some fucking chinese meal that taste like crap. worst meal of all. after dinner, jasbir koh kaopeh the upper sec saying that she heard people complaining about the trip not worth 2.5k. she gave her explanation that the trip was packed and not time for accomodation and meals. blah blah blah. hell lot of bullshit when they can extend the trip's duration if that was what bothered them. after that, played pool and went for hot spa that was not really warm with alfred and weehao.&lt;br /&gt;day 5-woke up late when banseng did not get up even when he had the alarm clock. had breakfast then gota make our own sandwiches for lunch. the meals are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; tasty... first stop was mokoia island. played catching which was lame. there was this guy called eugene who was the catcher and ran towards me. he was probably thinking: im going catch you. i caught him in a spinebuster and he went to complain to teachers. lol. then later, he try to act big by saying that if i wanted a fight i could tell him. guess he thought i was small and weak. lol. obviously he was a noob fighter. if not, he would have got up from the spinebuster and whacked me back. anyway, had a hike up the island and took a pyramid photo up there. after that, had the packed sandwiched for lunch and headed for gondola and luge ride. gota do some lame data collection of speed of the rides. fucking waste of time. at night headed for glow worm trek through the caves before having lasagne for dinner. that night was at waitomo kiwipaka backpackers. went to find eugene with my gang. he was damn humji cause he wanted out of the fight he proposed. lol. played pool and watch other people gamble till 2am. (i dun gamble.lol)&lt;br /&gt;day 6- we went for a tour of the glow-worm caves then we for waitomo caves musuem. there was this small cave challenge where we had to crawl through in the shortest amount of time. i think i had the best timing. lol. lunch was pizza. next, was a farm show at woodlyn park. quite cool. the presenter sheared a sheep for us. then it was to angora rabbit shearing. the only place in the world where rabbits are shorn. the rabbits were so cute and fluffy. overnight stay was at taupo all seasons motor camp. lousy backpacker. dun even have a single powerpoint to charge my camera. had to wait in the cold weather while my batteries charged in the fucking toilet's powerpoint. played pool and when to the heated pool for a dip.&lt;br /&gt;day 7-first thing in the morning was getting kaopeh by jasbir koh again for wasting everyone's time for not giving bedsheets to reception. fucker, if she had not chosen that lousy place, we do not have to waste time doing that along with the lousy meals for the entire trip. went to geothermal power plant visitor centre to visit the geothermal hotspots. the place looked great except the smell of sulphur. headed for huka falls to enjoy the nice scenaries of waikato river. lunch was at macdonald's. the fillet fish burger was quite small. caught sight of the total price for everyone's meal. it was 367 bucks. each person was roughly 6.50. what a great meal... then pass by lake taupo and headed for tongariro national park where it was snowing for the first time. had some misunderstanding between another eugene that been pissing weehao off. bazooka man was crapping jokes on the coach like an 'snowman' was feeling cold and had a hot cup of coffee. overnight stay was at tongariro national park where i was staying in a 10 person room. the place had no locks at all and for the first time, i slept on the top bed of the triple decker bed. played soccer in the indoor rock climbing area. just realised my class dun hav midfielder though we have strong attack and defense. dinner was at a pub nearby where we had beef burger. then played pool again. i guess thats the only entertainment we had cause there wasnt any pathetic tv in any of the backpackers on this trip. then fiona chong say she was resigning form the school on 20 june. that means there will be a new geography teacher next term. at night, amos and jason learned some breaking move. lol.&lt;br /&gt;day 8-went to national park village where lord of the rings was filmed. then headed for orakei korako geothermal park meaning hidden valley. the park had geysers, hot spring, mud pool and silicia terraces. then went to a diary farm souvenir shop before heading back to auckland where we stayed in the same auckland central backpackers. went out to streets at night with jason to find 'our precious' (gollum). had a blade ready in my pocket just in case. it was kinda cool cause we were alone on the streets like some punk. &lt;br /&gt;day 9-last full day left in new zealand. walked down to the pier to catch a ferry to rangitoto island volcano. longest hike of the entire trip. the view at the top was fabulous. next, we were given 7 bucks to settle our own lunch at a shopping mall. what great planning they have. apparently, a crime had occured earlier as a hijacker used a gun to threaten some people in the car park of the mall. then we went to auckland museum. museums have never bored me. except for some. they had a fine range of exhibition ranging from war to nature, from ancient history to modern culture. dinner was at the same chinese restaurant we had on the first night. did last minute shopping and spent around 300 bucks on souvenirs. yea. thats mad. spent around 100 plus at skytower while the rest at souvenir shops along queen street. the shops that open late at night are usually chinese. the europeans closed their shops at around 4-6pm. overnight was at auckland central backpacker for the third and last time.&lt;br /&gt;day 10-getting a little homesick as we went to the supermarket for our last shopping in new zealand before we board the plane for a 13 hour flight home.// wooh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111859285733544860?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111859285733544860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111859285733544860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111859285733544860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111859285733544860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-zealand-trip.html' title='new zealand trip'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111859087856470836</id><published>2005-06-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T23:41:39.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>file</title><content type='html'>fk thefilebin. lousy piece of shit. anyway just return from nz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111859087856470836?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111859087856470836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111859087856470836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111859087856470836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111859087856470836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/06/file.html' title='file'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111695390405740109</id><published>2005-05-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:58:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>lets see... calvin's blog-last update-24 april. anwaar's blog-last update-22 april. weixun's blog-last update 3 may. this is bad. i'm the only one with problems to blog about in 3g. damn. other people are busy playing dota and other online games while im stuck and stoning online not knowing what to do... tomorow gotta see andrew lim. i wonder why he just gotta make a big fuss out of the bomb bag thing. not as if it is serious, causing emotional distress to that victim. shall not comment on him but he is otherwise known as 'shit' because of his incessant chatting and his tone that just irks one up. one bomb bag in his bag and he happily went to lkw to borrow his camera to have some happy snappings of his bag's contents. anyway i hope he forgets it. (which is impossible). then there is re period. my group is officially screwed. the whole period is free time. no work has been completed, or done rather. problems separating our group from working together. haiz... no idea why i'm so bad in my studies. efoo commented about us having our personal cca (socializing i should say) today and how she disencourages it. hope she considers the fact that our lives is not entirely on academic part, though it is important to a certain extent. kee guan is so dead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111695390405740109?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111695390405740109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111695390405740109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111695390405740109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111695390405740109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111685430978189872</id><published>2005-05-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:18:29.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>went bugis at 10.30 this morning to lan with konek and gang. play till 3 and it cost $6.70... then later went cine with victor to watch echo. the show kinda confusing. it adopted the effects of few horror films like door moving, blood dripping, wierd noise. just realised that most horror films include little girls and not boys, wonder why.. the girls in the cinema will be screaming away when some woman pop out of the screen with bloodied face. some woman in the show kept knocking on the door until the '6' door unit sign tipped over to become '9'. its wierd as it does not fit into the storyline at all. and its not abit scary at all. wasted $9.50...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111685430978189872?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111685430978189872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111685430978189872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111685430978189872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111685430978189872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111660880423148777</id><published>2005-05-21T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T01:36:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge</title><content type='html'>revenge of the sith rocks. the graphics were cool. from the battles in space to the lightsabers duels on the volcanic planet, it was totally mind-blowing. however, some important links in this episode seem to be missing. how did wookies came into place and how did it relate to the chewy in episode 4?? also, boba didn't appear in this episode and he just suddenly pop up in episode 4 with no explanation. and why did they change the clones to newer stormtroopers?? then, some parts of the episode seemed to be humourous. obiwan purposely lost to count dooku so anakin could get the frags to himself in the earlier scene but later on anakin had to lose to obiwan to get deformed and become vader. if anakin could win dooku and with his dark trainings, he should be able to defeat obiwan easily. r2d2 could use his thrusters to burn the battle droids yet could not use it to save itself when the ship tilted. mace windu had to waste time talking when he overpowered palpatine and later get killed...save the crap and slice him up. im sure a droid has internal organs when obiwan shot general grevious. the jedis are useless if they could not sense that palpatine was a sith. thats all the reviews i have. to end this off, lets see what happens if yewmeng, in his usual red shirt brown pants, replaced luke skywalker.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/end.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;darth vader--"hoooh, yewmeng, hoooh, i am your father.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/yoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;and a lego model of yoda's head. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111660880423148777?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111660880423148777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111660880423148777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111660880423148777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111660880423148777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/revenge.html' title='revenge'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111642346829352505</id><published>2005-05-18T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:46:22.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fu</title><content type='html'>my life is screwed up.. others are busy going around pretending to be sad when they have their ole 4.0s, or some who just wanna die because they got 3.6 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;. this world is so fake... stupid pretenders. yes, people who have authorities over the class are beginning to misuse that power. doing what they like as if no one cared and when fellow classmates do the same thing, they have to fuck about. when someone question their authorities, they will say that they are cec's and get pissed off when they are replied with a 'so?'. respect is given not demanded you dumb fucking cec(not all please). take the rubber band shooting incident for example. people shooting rubber bands at the front means that he must go up there and confiscate the rulers, then later use them to shoot. how ironic. some adults(maybe teachers) seemed to be nice to you in front of you but mark you down later. and some adults like to make a big fuss over small matters. small matters like bb incident have to drag on because some adults have nothing better to do. next, adults who do not understand tension between groups and say that we are selfish in our ways. doesn't changing group means better yields rather than staying in one's old group and not doing anything? i have no life, just trying to escape reality. lastly, i don't seem to have any motivation left to train table tennis. not sure why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111642346829352505?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111642346829352505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111642346829352505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111642346829352505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111642346829352505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/fu.html' title='fu'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111608036304381064</id><published>2005-05-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:19:23.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duno</title><content type='html'>dunno what to blog.. yesterday pon swimming carnival to go play lan with konek and gang. went cine also and saw jerome pon too. wah, bad cec. saw this figure on the third floor i think--&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/cine.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;anway here's another daniel photo. he's a damn fucker. whole day nothing better to do and stare at people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/gay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;today had ora. walked around ri with table tennis people. air rifle shooting was damn shit. shared 10 shots with daniel. only one shot out of ten hit the actual target. the rest were missed. lol, damn noob. then zhaohan went for braiding for $3. look damn gay. i'll try getting the photo.lol. then went j8 ljs. saw farish and his 'erhem'. benny is mad..lol. he bit up almost the whole styrofoam cup.. seline centre seem damn fun place to go. the stores sells nice stuff like a full range of wwe figures and belts, real model rifles, almost bb type, model ships and planes, jokes stuff. brings back memory of childhood days. though not deprived like Leong KOK Weng. ashwin said that kok weng's labtop got this wallpaper that says ... (don't want get into trouble)&lt;br&gt;Sid Meier's Pirates is a chao addictive game. played that for around 3 hours for free at the game store in cine with konek's gang. &lt;a href="http://pc.ign.com/objects/566/566713.html"&gt;PiRaTeS&lt;/a&gt;. too bad the original version is $55. damn ex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111608036304381064?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111608036304381064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111608036304381064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111608036304381064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111608036304381064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/duno_14.html' title='duno'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111590939381210116</id><published>2005-05-12T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:50:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>download</title><content type='html'>download franz ferdinand-matinee &lt;a href="http://www.asknlearn.com/personal/S9003664E/Franz%20Ferdinand%20-%20%20Matinee.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. up for a while only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111590939381210116?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111590939381210116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111590939381210116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111590939381210116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111590939381210116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/download.html' title='download'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111588806653680959</id><published>2005-05-12T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T16:54:26.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more</title><content type='html'>the more you two gay fags gang up together thinking you owned the world, the more others will hate you. now you stupid dog, i don't think your own group minds you quiting, neither will i mind your good friend quiting my group. but i would never approve of your decision to backstab others. hanling, yanlong and i will be a group without you. jiaen and his group will do just fine without a pet. you two jackasses are left out there on your own to fend for yourself. i wish you two a happy gaying forever. "Btw... i wanna quit your RE group, if you want you can have Hanlin and fail your RE, retain a year, i don't care, all i know is that we're quits now..." i guess you doggie have to post this in other people's blog. how pathetic... hanlin will not cause the group to fail the re but with people..oops i meant dogs and the dog owner..like you two, its better to have enemies than friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111588806653680959?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111588806653680959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111588806653680959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111588806653680959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111588806653680959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/more.html' title='more'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111582901176720855</id><published>2005-05-11T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:30:11.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>i still remember the feeling of being looked down upon in sec 2 when the gep classes were beside us. not all though but some were mean. that's always an air of superiority covering us. not everyone in 2i had felt it. maybe its just me. we were separated from other express classes and felt kinda out of place. thus, our class had bonded &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; well or have we?? even so, there were still backstabbing and betrayal throughout the year. the struggle to get out of the place seem significant to some yet others don't give a shit. i treated the eoy as a challenge to return to rp. i did eventually, though none of us had reached the allocated target to get back. now im on probation and i have to get 2.8 gpa. though it seem easy for you, it is different for me... i have a feeling i can't get it. and i be sent to 3k. not that the class is bad but i have nothing to live for there. i had my chance but i wasted it. i have no mental strength left to fight again. my life is screwed up..&lt;br&gt;i had a dream last night that i could fly. it sounds lame but the feeling in the dream seemed so real and i wish i could experience it again. no wings. nothing. just myself flying up into the sky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. duno what i will do when if i get sent back to 3k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111582901176720855?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111582901176720855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111582901176720855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111582901176720855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111582901176720855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111581249098374580</id><published>2005-05-11T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:54:50.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead</title><content type='html'>i screwed up my life. judgement day is near. will i stay in 3g or go to 3k?? haiz.. God please help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111581249098374580?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111581249098374580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111581249098374580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111581249098374580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111581249098374580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/dead.html' title='dead'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111570827420120571</id><published>2005-05-10T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:39:29.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>quote "we were introduced to the world of blogs during this investigation". wonderful. ri admin going around to check blogs. so "poof" goes the previous post that was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;deemed&lt;/span&gt; offending. also,"you are not entitled to your own views". during one talk today, we were laughing at andrew lim's grammer during the talk and he warned us not to laugh as it was not funny to him... anyway, there is one fucker in 3g and another in 3h. lets call them fg and fh. there are two other person, lets call them h and y. fg, h and i are in the same (u guess) group. apparently, fg had a cold war with h and i because of jeenee case.  fg decides that he should kick away h and ask fh join, thinking that h was useless(maybe true.lol) and didn't want to do anything. fh, also known as a fucking dog was at its dog owner, fg, commands. fg wanted me to support his decision and thought that it was time to end the cold war he fucking started. he decided to form a new group of fg, fh, y and i. fg intended to backstab h. y thought i approved of the idea, but too bad for fg and fh, y is on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; side. its a 3on2 now. someone please call the spca to put the dog to sleep.. and the dog owner can fuck off too if he likes the dog too much.&lt;br&gt; xinyu was videotaped being a retard as usual. download the video &lt;a href="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xinyushake.3gp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. its in 3gp format. i think real player can support it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111570827420120571?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111570827420120571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111570827420120571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111570827420120571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111570827420120571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/post.html' title='post'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111557639452531684</id><published>2005-05-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:45:31.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>the weekend was well-wasted. i spent this three days playing and studied studying for geog on sunday night. haiz. its the last paper and yet i neglected it. anyway, it seems wierd that i blog about this sensitive issue, but i'm going to. i'm not trying to provoke anyone with this post but there are some homos in ri, both male and female sides. should this be accepted by society? they are after all humans and have feelings, just that they feel for someone of their same sex. most of them are shunned by public and will often be avoided for 'fear' they might be harressed by them. there are others who are make fun of by people around them when they were discovered as one. though i'm not approving of this as a right thing, i would neither disencourage it as i have to respect their decisions. anyway, i duno what i'm talking about la... heard a nice song on you got served movie. i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; be making an animation. many animation projects are halted cause i lose interest in them. hope this will be fully completed. gota be motivated all the way. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wishful thinkings again...&lt;/span&gt;there's some guy's blog who updates his blog several times a day and it's filled with lotsa bullshiting, short texts, many posts, dumb literature stuff. wonder who will bother to read everything. its like an overdose of bits and pieces of news that leads to boredom. he's one f***er too. not sure why but he is one. what a hypocrite.&lt;br&gt;p.s.:please don't ask me what and why i write in my blog cause my real self is different from my virtual self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111557639452531684?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111557639452531684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111557639452531684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111557639452531684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111557639452531684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111548088638887345</id><published>2005-05-07T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:49:56.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>the interview yesterday with daniel were not complete without photos. here they are:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;that's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111548088638887345?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111540013667350591</id><published>2005-05-07T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:22:16.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daniel</title><content type='html'>fuck physics and maths. i think i failed both subjects. bloody hell. after school went j8. zenzel commented that when mr andrew lim asked andrew lim(swimmer) what he's name was, mr andrew lim will think he's trying to be funny. later on, i joined junyi and harold in their interview with uncle daniel. daniel apparently writes maths assessment books for primary school and has two sons, aged 18 and 12 i think and a daughter sec two in rgs(wonder if she looks like him). daniel seem to think that bbr is normal thing t(-__-"). also he is in water polo and rugby during his secondary life in ri. he was even shocked when he found out that he is well-known as the pervert in ri. and the interview lasted one and a half hours. after that went to esplanade to break and saw one of shawn's gay friends going to concert. btw, a freaking dvd cost 20bucks in hmv...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111540013667350591?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111540013667350591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111540013667350591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111540013667350591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111540013667350591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/daniel.html' title='daniel'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111521935619070677</id><published>2005-05-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:00:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worm</title><content type='html'>hanlin taught me the worm yesterday.lol. now i can wriggle on e floor, feeling wormy?? on the other hand, i guess the new zealand trip will be fun. tzewei's bringin ps2 with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;eight&lt;/span&gt; controllers. supposedly to play wwe elumination chamber. hope i can own them in the hotel room. not forgetting wrestling moves that yj and i will perform on tzewei on the bed and probably some illegal arms will be smuggled back. man, this is exciting. sorry if the background music was irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111521935619070677?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111521935619070677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111521935619070677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111521935619070677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111521935619070677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/worm.html' title='worm'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111505237075717224</id><published>2005-05-03T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:46:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw</title><content type='html'>screw breaking for a week, it's addictive.lol. thanks daojie for motivating me. target-&gt; gpa 2.8 or im going fucking take o's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111505237075717224?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111505237075717224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111505237075717224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111505237075717224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111505237075717224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/screw.html' title='screw'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111497315075162196</id><published>2005-05-02T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:46:01.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ian</title><content type='html'>i have totally nothing against ian yap but well, since wee hao don't like him, i have something to share. so if you are ian yap or supporters of him, please leave. if not, why not continue and read at your own risk?&lt;br&gt;ian yap looks so damn funny.lol. a little spez and spas..&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/ian.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey, don't they look the same? lol, inspired from noel. hahas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/ian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway, here's a nice video of solar eclipse i found. &lt;a href="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/One_handed_Solar_Eclipse.avi"&gt;download here.&lt;/a&gt; though dehui's definitely is much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111497315075162196?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111497315075162196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111497315075162196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111497278127321078?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111497278127321078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111497278127321078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111497278127321078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111497278127321078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/may-day.html' title='may day'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111488260458315145</id><published>2005-05-01T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T13:05:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>ct r coming, and my mugging kinda stifled thanks to chinese project, chinese hw, and alot of other shit. recently, jeremy submitted a nice daniel photo to daniel's frienster. lol. here it is:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/uncle%20daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;man, he's one sick son of a bitch. anyway, i went for tuition last night. still can't figure out coordinate geometry. gota get luther for remedial.. i hope i pass my maths ct.. and my pe teacher (ex or current you figure it out yourself) is kinda fucked up. i dun like him at all. he suxs. try to be nice but he ain't. he should just keep to his small role as a pe teacher. just realized that almost all pe teacher are lame. firstly, it was kwanina, then came eric, and this fat fuck. ss test was considered easy though source-based seems hard to me. think i will fail. last night watched twilight zone. i think it was the season finale. the first story talks about how our lifes are destined and better to be controlled by someone of higher order. the guy in it decided that it was wrong and that he should cut the strings of the puppet and take control of his own life. but i guess i should follow my fate. i rememeber flipping a coin before. the coin came out to warn me not to tell the truth. still, i have to save my ass before i get him out of his deep shit. i might be pulled in as well if i don't tell what happened. anyway i backstabbed him and i don't give a damn about it cause he daos me now. i should have known earlier that he was such a person. i take charge of what i do now, i don't go with my fate. the second story is about a guy accepting death. many people fear death. the story was kinda confusing about two guys met in an accident during a car race. one guy died and the other survived. the guy who survived could not accept the death of his friend and was pissed when people around him din't care about the death that badly influenced him. his friend came back as a ghost to help him accept that truth and carry on his normal life. the story ended ironically as that guy who survived finally accepted death as he met in another car accident later on. okay, i like to comment that we should not linger too much on someone's death though we should remember that person in our mind, but not to the extent of getting affected in our daily minds. twilight zone provokes my thinking as it leads me to think of things beyond education like life and death(lol. becoming philosophic). i still remember an episode in the past when they showed that if there wasn't any death, many people would live on suffering so death can be considered a beautiful thing if that's how you consider. this morning, went to aprime for tuition. covered some basic geometry questions. tzewei dint go and i had to deliver his stuff to his house.. slept the whole afternoon, mugged english(read expository essays which i hope i pass this tuesday)and watched tv. haiz.. no discipline. species 2 quite nice but the alien designs sucks. if only predators replaced the aliens, it would be quite nice. and the gun racks inside the lab looks kinda cool. i wish to own one of those weapons.lol. lastly, i hope i'm able to attend streetfest in early june as i be in new zealand. yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111488260458315145?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111488260458315145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111488260458315145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111488260458315145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111488260458315145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/05/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111468922619252641</id><published>2005-04-28T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:55:32.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>english day</title><content type='html'>today was english day so no usual lessons were held. a refreshing break as ct is coming. firstly went to the hall to assemble. heard that kenneth burped into the microphone loudly and got chased out of the hall but he sneaked back in. regina was wearing roddy piper's clothes&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/piper.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;the scottish dress usually worn to play the bagpipes.lol. bad taste of clothes. halfway through, some people ponned and went to someone's house to play. two gymnast also just took their bags and left school. daojie and i ponned the assembly english challenge then went to gym where we thought we could break there. we went up the fire escape door and into the holding place for gymnast bags, little to notice that a pe teacher was near the table tennis tables. lol. we thought of ways to run. then, his class came in for rockclimbing lessons. thinking that he was distracted, we made the way for the door but i got jacked when i went in the wrong one which was empty. this delay gave the clas and the pe teacher time to look at us.lol. i think his class and him got kinda freaked out as two white figures were wandering in places supposedly to be empty. then during street theatre performance, lionel powerbombed daojie into the gym mats while being taped. then slept in class during debates. then it was finale in hall and maths remedial in the afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111468922619252641?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111468922619252641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111468922619252641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111468922619252641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111468922619252641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/english-day.html' title='english day'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111461738467008317</id><published>2005-04-27T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T23:56:24.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>today's lessons are fucked up. i was sleeping during maths class. failed maths test again. my overall for maths is kinda screwed badly, top the class from the back i think. then regina's lesson was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;as usual&lt;/span&gt;. the class was damn noisy. after that was chinese, cai bitch told some people including me , she called last night, to do our comprehension. luckily i finished &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; comprehension in one hour. darren foo kinda give out halfway. then recess went dining hall eat with ben yeo. beehoon + veggie + chin chow + lousy drink=$1.80. quite ex considering the cost price is quite low. ate paddle pop after that. kinda sweet and nice.lol, so childish. philosophy lesson was graded argument. pavneet, kenneth, chun men and alfred were together for the grading. it was a 10 minutes discussion on whether scientific theories were knowledge. we talk for about 6 minutes then we were looking at each other and laughing for the next two minutes because we didn't have anything to say. i kinda tried to start the discussion again but failed. 10 minutes of crapping still prove to be worth it as yippie said we all passed. hahas. then RE was next. lol. i ditch hanlin cause got maths assignment to be completed. hanlin must have enjoy his trip to j8 with uncle daniel. lol. anyway, yanlong wanna change RE group, he kinda don't hit it well with his three gay teamates, wenjun, chaoda, mingshu. they are real faggots man. talk like gay, act like gay. gotta see whether his teacher mentor allows. don't think my teacher yong feng cares. tats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111461738467008317?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111461738467008317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111461738467008317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111461738467008317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111461738467008317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/wed.html' title='wed'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111453954362374201</id><published>2005-04-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T02:19:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wierd</title><content type='html'>my fucking lousy phone. picture resolution also damn fuck up. haiz, no money to change also, so my photos are also fucked. calvin so good, calvin so rich. got so nice camera, take so nice photos. i'm getting lamer each day...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today leong kok weng made us stay back after school to finish his physics lesson. halfway through, while my head was under the table resting, he called me to stand up and ask me why i was talking.. i think he got some problem lor. just anyhow pick a scrapegoat. then i told him that i did not talk. leong kok weng scolded me for talking back to teachers and stand at the back. wtf. what was i supposed to do? let him scold me for no reason? bloody sotong head... then went macs to eat with anwaar. he look funny while eating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/anwaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;lol. then the scgs girls at the right side of the table stood up to talk and anwaar made some comments on how they behaved. lol. i got myself a pair of wristband costing 10 bucks.. suppose to be used as elbow pads for me. i'm broke now.&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i made xinyu the star in the previous two post was because he 'warn' me that if he saw his photos on the internet, he would do something. hahas. stupid asshole. here's a blur photo of benji's gift from someone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;lol. he's damn pissed at me for making fun of him for the past few days. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111453954362374201?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111453954362374201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111453954362374201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111453954362374201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111453954362374201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/wierd.html' title='wierd'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111451887986535414</id><published>2005-04-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:34:39.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xinyu2</title><content type='html'>xinyu is SO kewl--&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/gxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111451887986535414?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111451887986535414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111451887986535414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111451887986535414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111451887986535414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/xinyu2.html' title='xinyu2'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111450954978047637</id><published>2005-04-26T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:04:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xinyu</title><content type='html'>the following post is lame and crappy, it is only meant for people with a sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;**guan xinyu:&lt;br /&gt;YOU!&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xypoints.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;yea you! i'm talking to you. stop taking photos of me&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xyhits.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you know i'm a wanted criminal in singapore?? i just escaped from changi prison.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xyjail.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;but the police won't be able to recognize me.&lt;br&gt;i drink,&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xy%20drinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i run,&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xy%20run.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;and i talk,&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xy%20say.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;just like ordinary people.&lt;br&gt;here's a photo of me and my son, daniel&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/same.JPG"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm a jackass. ron told me that i was lying as my eyebrows were twitching and i really believe him. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i wish the days when i was in 2D when everyone cared for me&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br&gt;now everyone in 3G are very mean. boo hoo. if only i could fly away to another world&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/flyaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;but no thanks,&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/hi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i prefer to stay in 3G and get hit by paperballs&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/paperball.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;to end this off, i offer you a nice horny smile of mine.&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/xy%20smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;////// that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111450954978047637?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111450954978047637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111450954978047637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111450954978047637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111450954978047637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/xinyu.html' title='xinyu'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111445001398036196</id><published>2005-04-26T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:10:01.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look</title><content type='html'>after school's over, the library will be crowded with people studying, doing assignments, mugging. then, in the evening, they will go back home and start mugging again. take xinyu for example, he goes school early in the morning, listens VERY attentive in class until school's over in the afternoon, goes to guitar room, plays he's damn guitar until 5.30(i think). then he goes home, probably locks himself up and mug mug mug. then, he lies in bed and pounder on the same routine he will repeat the next day, and sleeps. life for him is SO happy. same goes for benji. lol. guess ri stresses alot, too much, on academic achievements. after few more years of schooling and stress, you go out to work and get stressed again. i guess ns would probably be the most interesting part of my life, or so i hope. life would be meaningless then, maybe a year or two living in the wildlife, would do me good...at least i get to understand the purpose of living more.&lt;br /&gt;btw, ri don't have a fucking dance cca, the closest to that is the fucking scouts dance. my participation in breaking is purely on passion and not on the credit it provides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111445001398036196?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111445001398036196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111445001398036196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111445001398036196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111445001398036196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/look.html' title='look'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111428555652334888</id><published>2005-04-24T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T03:45:56.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i</title><content type='html'>i don't give a fuck what you think. i did what i had to do. i'm damn sure you enjoy your punishment. you changed me. now i stand on my own. i live my world my way. i don't get influenced anymore. thanks for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111428555652334888?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111428555652334888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111428555652334888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111428555652334888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111428555652334888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/i.html' title='i'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111428372339771768</id><published>2005-04-24T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T03:20:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u</title><content type='html'>you suck. yeah, im talkin to you. you go around tellin people how good you are to your friends up there but how do you treat others? maybe u can find yourself someone to gay with in your damn class, bitch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its no point remembering someone when they don't care about anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111428372339771768?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111419088656393928</id><published>2005-04-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T01:29:10.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>its a friday. quote from regina tokin 2 me dis mornin:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i noe u been takin fotos of me. have u posted them on e net??"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i heard u callin bad ass yesterday. i noe u were referin to me. kenneth oso added on tat bad donkey and bad horse was beta."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i hav nth personal against u for reprimanding u, im just been professional."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, ct coming. gota hav self-control over myself. mug mug mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111419088656393928?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111419088656393928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111419088656393928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111419088656393928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111419088656393928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111401603452825437</id><published>2005-04-21T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T01:00:34.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lkw</title><content type='html'>LKW is a damn bloody smart ass. call me at 10pm to say tat i din hand up my exercise. gd job. i hate blogs wif poems.lol. meble coz im not a lit student. but still its a form of expression n i shld respect it. duh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111401603452825437?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111401603452825437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111401603452825437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111401603452825437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111401603452825437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/lkw.html' title='lkw'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111401215352669531</id><published>2005-04-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:44:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kranji</title><content type='html'>2dae is learning journey day. went school at 10.30. had talk n show on ww2 in lecture theatre. andrew lim confiscated a stick, supposedly for his 'needs'. kenneth send me 2 nice fotos he took. here r they:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/red1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/red2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;he went macs 4 breakfast in e morning n saw ole daniel. lol. after tat, we took bus 2 fort cannin park. explore a fort b4 having lunch. den we took a walk down a tunnel.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/tour1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;then we went into e battle box.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/tour2.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;explore the whole place underground. e part when messages were pass thru e suction tube was interesting. e battle box was kinda creepy though REGINA brand taps lighten us up.lol. next we went to e changi chapel. a small nice place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/tour3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;e gold cross dere was made of empty gun shell. though its seemed ordinary, it held a sad story behind it. then, i was puttin a note into e donation box n it got stuck, i was so dumb 2 tried blowing it in but ended blowin off e candles next to e box.lol. jeffrey lee was shock when he saw tat.hahas. he lighted it back aniway. inside e changi museum was paintings by stanlin. he suffered alot during e jap occupation. here's a scene in e musuem.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/tour4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;n 1 of stanlin's painting&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/tour6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;e prisoners had faith in God wich led them to carry on their lives despite e hardship.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/tour5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;the above foto shows comradeship takin place. e 2 pow at e side helpin another pow get to hospital even when they were ill themselves. after e visit, we went to kranji war memorial. had a ceremony to remember those hu gave up their lives for our freedom. here's 1 shot taken dere&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/regijeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;the lovely couple regina n jeffrey.lol. ceremony was good. God bless those souls. e tour concluded after tat.&lt;br&gt;p.s. police goin question n warn daniel 2morow. duno if its true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111401215352669531?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111401215352669531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111401215352669531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111401215352669531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111401215352669531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/kranji.html' title='kranji'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111391269018492151</id><published>2005-04-19T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:19:52.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson</title><content type='html'>e previous post was taken from my petition i made, but due to the fact that i may get into trouble, it be closed down. i returned to school 2dae. maths test was screwed up. i tink im goin fail again... regina came in class during recess to give out kit-kat bars?! she claims that she did not have to have a change in heart to give out chocolates, meaning she would still stick 2 her mean ways of teaching. wad a hypocrite. 3g ppl, hope u check e expiry date carefully b4 eating dose kit-kats. cheers. went to j8 after school. saw dear old fren daniel. wearing red. tooked pictures but my finger was blockin e lens. lol. den i went up 2 him n did sum gestures, daniel just smiled back, i expected him 2 say sumting den i would slap him. anw after tat went to cafe cartel wif zm for lunch. food damn ex. 1 burger cost 8 bucks. 1 ordinary ice coffee w/o milk n sugar cost 4.50. bloody hell, im goin complain to coach soon. must giv student discount card.lol. after some touring and crappin around j8 wif zm, went back school. on e way saw zhao han wif his galfren. hahas. break awhile in class den went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111391269018492151?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111391269018492151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111391269018492151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111391269018492151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111391269018492151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson.html' title='lesson'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111391192459229904</id><published>2005-04-19T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T19:58:44.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rv</title><content type='html'>This post is made to question Miss Regina Vallabados ability to teach in RI.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Miss Regina Vallabados had arranged the class-seating plan such that the class is divided into two groups, the ‘good’ side and the ‘bad’ side. Basically, this is to make those people on the bad side feel bad and not giving them a chance to change.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, she has claimed from her point of view that the class must have a ‘ringleader’ to lead the class to be defiance. She selected two candidates and forced the class to vote for their leader. When the results came out as a draw, she picked on the ringleader herself. Little does she realize that the class has no ringleader but rather quite a few outspoken individuals who share a common enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, she likes to jump to conclusions. Without any evidence or whatever, she is prejudiced against certain people and would immediately conclude that it is their doing no matter what the circumstances are. An example would be the time when she came to class to find a black piece of paper with correction pen writings on it that says 'Regina - Realms of Darkness' again, as usual, the first thing she did was to look to e bad side of the class and ask ron and matthew if they were the one who did that. She was obviously bias towards them. Later, she told calvin and ron to get out of the class when she stated that they were the ones who drew it, including the fact that she had evidence of them doing it when they had nothing involved in it. She even made them swear by the bible to prove their innocence. When the real culprits were caught, she pretended to apologize, when everyone was sure she would probably repeat it in the near future. Also, when the door handle was broken, she immediately say that it was linghan's doing.&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, She's really un-teacher like and completely unprofessional (contrary to what she says. quote: "it's nothing personal”,” I’m very professional") in handling matters. While other form teachers would be very worried and try to find out what's wrong when she receives complaints from other teachers, Miss Regina would just ask the class in a very spiteful tone "3g?! What's your problem?!" and then later flood the RI staff community with emails of how bad her own form class is. And being un-teacher like, after the class comprehension test, she tried to snatch the paper away from weixun instead of asking him nicely, this resulted in the paper being crumpled.&lt;br /&gt;All of the above are merely facts. (source:benji)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111391192459229904?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111391192459229904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111391192459229904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111391192459229904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111391192459229904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/rv.html' title='rv'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111382566322211884</id><published>2005-04-18T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:01:03.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>din go school 2dae becoz i was sick. had coughed badly last nite n managed 2 sleep peacefully after 3. missed bio quiz n philo assessment. haiz. gota make up 4 it asap. maths test 2morow. hope i get high marks or my gpa is screwed. 2morow, ole daniel goin 2 b screwed by e police. yay..if its true. here's a small joke--&gt;&lt;br&gt;e police caught 2 teenagers, one was drinkin battery acid, e other was eating fireworks. e police charged one n let e other go.&lt;br&gt;tats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111382566322211884?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111371492349242491</id><published>2005-04-17T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T13:15:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>airchair</title><content type='html'>i finally got my airchair. yea. carn hold it for long but finally able 2 kick up my legs up. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111371492349242491?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111371492349242491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111371492349242491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111371492349242491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111371492349242491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/airchair.html' title='airchair'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111371427071808588</id><published>2005-04-15T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T13:04:30.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finals</title><content type='html'>table tennis finals was just now. ri c &amp; b'div played against sji in e finals. match was interesting. c div lost to sji but b div won them. mr kwan followed tzewei n i when we tried 2 pon. lol. here's a scene of 5 schools (ri, rgs, st nicks, sss, sji) playing in e finals... &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/finals.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111371427071808588?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111371427071808588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111371427071808588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111371427071808588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111371427071808588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/finals.html' title='finals'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111336238431232961</id><published>2005-04-13T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T23:42:36.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings of emptiness</title><content type='html'>i wish 2 apologize 2 sum1 for telling the truth. he properly angry at me for a long time, but i hope he 4giv me n we start afresh again.. just wish tat this frenship can still be saved. english lesson has become so noisy. i feel kinda numb in 3g. its not a class already. its evolved into a noisy place. regina add on 2 the noise 2. chinese lesson is oso screwed. cai got so mad during class tat she starts throwing stuff around. she din even teach aniting 2dae. haiz... time wasted in school could b more well spend. lastly, matthew, im sorry tat i told e truth. its not tat i wana get u into trouble, they threatened 2 get me involved and they probably would find out aniwae. sori, hope we can get along soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111336238431232961?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111336238431232961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111336238431232961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111336238431232961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111336238431232961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/feelings-of-emptiness.html' title='feelings of emptiness'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111332620967170862</id><published>2005-04-13T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T01:16:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>time seemed 2 pass quickly. its mid-april now. it just feel lyk obs was yesterday. memories, good n bad, just comes to my mind. i miss 2i. i still remember e struggle to get out of o-track. everi1 was aiming for 75, a target no1 have reached, still i managed 2 get back 2 rp. im nt sure if im actually treasuring it. sumtings r so precious when u want it, but once u have it, it seems like u take it for granted. i guess i gota do what i have to do before i regret. i gota work hard in rp now. i gota spend more time with my family. i gota be nicer to 'certain' ppl. but definitely not regina or rahul. alex gave me a gd pointer 2 pounder upon 2dae. what if sum1 were 2 hurt ur loved ones. will u let him go or will u hunt him down? i guess i probably would hunt him down. still, as he said, what is done carn b undone... if a person kills ur closed kins n u forgives him, u would really have a broad heart.&lt;br /&gt;regina is a vErY EViL person, if i were 2 4giv her 4 wad she done, will she b a nicer person?? haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111332620967170862?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111332620967170862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111332620967170862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111332620967170862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111332620967170862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111262543026936361</id><published>2005-04-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T19:58:26.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vallabadass</title><content type='html'>regina has gotten on my nerves. this time its far too much. in the morning, she came to class to find a black piece of paper with correction pen writings on it that says 'Regina - Realms of Darkness' again, as usual, the 1st thing she did was to look to e bad side of the class and ask me and matthew if we were the one who did that. she was obviously fuckin bias 2wards us. i responded that just because we were on e bad side doesnt mean that we would do such a dumb thing. i also stated that ani1 from e 'good' side could also have hated her n done it, giving examples that xinyu may be quiet but he could also be a suspect... regina had nth to argue back but 2 question xinyu. that was kinda stupid. dotz... then in e aftnn durin maths lesson, she called calvin n me out halfway thru to question us whether we drew that stupid paper. here's a view of the conversation(not 100% accurate, wad i remembered):&lt;br /&gt;regina: any idea why i called you out here??&lt;br /&gt;calvin &amp; me: no...&lt;br /&gt;regina: i KNOW its done by e both of u.&lt;br /&gt;me: no(shouting)&lt;br /&gt;calvin: its not me.&lt;br /&gt;regina: dun turn away from e truth, just admit it.&lt;br /&gt;me: i wont do such stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;regina: swear that you didn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;me and calvin: i swear that i din do it.&lt;br /&gt;regina: (correcting our swearing), say 'i swear by the bible i din do it'.&lt;br /&gt;me and calvin: (followed her stupid swearings)&lt;br /&gt;regina: do you know who did it?&lt;br /&gt;me: not me.&lt;br /&gt;regina: if u do not know who did it, then i'll ASSUME that it is the both of you who done it.(even after the swearing)&lt;br /&gt;*{from the book of roll of thunder, i found out that in america in e past where niggers were mistreated, e law states that you are guilty unless proven innocent.} &lt;br /&gt;calvin: last friday, i saw cq and guai lan drawing it, ...blah...blah...blah&lt;br /&gt;regina:(pretending) ok, ron and calvin, im sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;.period.&lt;br /&gt;fuck off regina, i will never forgive you for that. NEVER. i will not believe a single apology u made. instead, rest assure that i will bring this up to higher authorities. dun blame me if u gota c bob koh 1 day 4 dis matter. you have better stop ur stupid nonsense before its 2 late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebin.com/userfiles/goldberg2/regina.jpg"&gt;&lt;--regina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111262543026936361?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111262543026936361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111262543026936361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111262543026936361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111262543026936361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/vallabadass.html' title='vallabadass'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111254927346079478</id><published>2005-04-03T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T01:27:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>its e end of dis weekend n i seemed 2 do nth much wif it. left sch at 5pm on friday after completing chinese hw. then ate at s-11 and went for tuition at 7. by the time i went home, i was so dead tired that i slept. on saturday, had to go cip at ccab. gota timekeep and it rained... left cip at 3 and went for session at sengkang. got pros who can flare, windmill, backflip and solar eclipse. i still carn handstand. haiz... session ended quite late. took 156 home. lucky nv see daniel at that time. lol. was even more tired. slept till 1pm on sunday. sian. duno wad to do now. lost my maths assignment 4. so tat means i gota do it in school 2morow. still got chem project. a week of boring lesson goin start all over again. life's lyk a routine. kinda crappy. i have no life. dotz... lyk benji said, 'how would i answer to God?' im not sure either. wad have i done in life?? probably studying, playing, table tennis, n recently breaking. midyear common test coming soon.. if i screwed up below 2.8 gpa, im dead. i guess i wont have aniting 2 live for in my life then. why carn playing com game be a subject?? i read from e papers that 6 gamers got 30k sponsor to game worldwide. im not being lame but seriously 1h of com gaming in school per week is sufficent to improve our skills in it. lol. it also relaxes us rather than having some stupid philosophy lesson that only muggers understand. im crappin. been failing maths. duno why. got e lowest in the whole level. pop quiz 1 oso failed. im a failure. im worst den a nigger...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111254927346079478?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111254927346079478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111254927346079478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111254927346079478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111254927346079478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/04/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111220227645849378</id><published>2005-03-31T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T01:04:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thrice</title><content type='html'>ok. i been posting thrice continuously. 2 on a certain blog. 4get it. i guess i was just pissed. its always this time of the day tat i think about stuff...&lt;br /&gt;15 years just pass. meble too fast. in few years time, i be workin and stuff lidat. guess my life is startin 2 get boring. same routine everyday.. go school til afternoon, den do homework and use com den sleep. i miss those carefree days when i rode my bike around my old condominium and din have to bother about homework. its different now. every1 changed. sum people tryin 2 pull u down. competitions are so strong. soon u get stressed out. then u go 2 work. earnin ur salary from morning 2 nite. leavin u little time 4 yourself n meble ur close ones. how lonely life would be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111220227645849378?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111220227645849378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111220227645849378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111220227645849378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111220227645849378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/03/thrice.html' title='thrice'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111220078834488424</id><published>2005-03-31T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T00:42:37.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian2</title><content type='html'>i guess im not so nice afterall. i decided to post again on my previous post in a meaner way. guess u remind me of regina 2 much, my anger 2wards her has reached the peak. bitch. u tink its very fun 2 find thrill in puttin sum1 down wif ur words. u asshole. 'It could be you ... or you ... You never know... Until I reveal his name for all to see.' seriously, u can go fuck urself 4 tat. hu really cares whether u tell on e person anot, we just wana know for curiousity sake. 'Well, I've decided to raise the stakes. I would need at least 20 people to reply to me about who they think is the correct person before I ever reveal him. If not, I will not reveal... And maybe you will incur my wrath without knowing why...' lyk hu e hell cares bout incurin ur wrath lor, u poo-licker. if u reveal hu tat person is, he probably hate u 4 e rest of ur doggie life. 'treat this as a way to precaution yourself', i probably would have made u fuckin piss wif this post. but do i care? of cuz not. u slut. u probably be wacked by me if u post aniting FArNie in ur fuckin blog. ur suspect list probably list people whom u hate n i probably b in ur next nigger list coz this post is meant 2 make u pissed n stop ur lame games. i KNOW u hate noel 4 lookin at u as a gay. well, u ever consider tat wad noel say may b true? and dear me, u included ur best few frens in tat list.. benji, calvin, ian, jon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[[['What Jonathan said to Janson&lt;br /&gt;Janson: "I've severed ties with him."&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan: "What happened to you and Joshua?"&lt;br /&gt;"Did you send that message?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya..."&lt;br /&gt;"It's you"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"He wrote about you in the blog."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? About what?"&lt;br /&gt;"About your betrayal?"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? When did I? Oh... Must be the chemistry project. We left him out."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh... He was writing about your backstabbing. He wanted you to die."']]]]&lt;br /&gt;i guess u deserve it har?? lucky janson did tat before u showed ur true fuckin self. u wanted him to die rite?? so wad if one day benji or calvin turns on u. u goin do e same thing to dem?? to joshua's good frens, meble this serves as a good warnin, not to be a loyal dog 2 him, but 2 watch out 4 his true side.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, dis doesnt concern me but screw it. joshua probably be hating me 2 e core now. but if frens lyk him who would kill a fren who severed ties wif him, who needs enemies?? dotz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111220078834488424?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111220078834488424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111220078834488424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111220078834488424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111220078834488424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/03/sian2.html' title='sian2'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111219899625115248</id><published>2005-03-30T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T00:10:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>ok.. just went blog hopping. came across a blog with the author saying how he hate certain people who pollute the mind of his good fren. though i dun care or know the author well, i just hope to give my two cents worth on what i feel. 1stly, i guess everyone has their choice on who they wana befriend. he carn possibly be full of hatred towards the person who snatch his close friends away. friendship is earned not snatched. 2ndly, he came out with this idea of makin his so-called 'viper' look bad. even to the extent of offering $15 voucher to the person who can guess hu tat guy is. this is probably part of his revenge to let ALOT more people to know of tat guy's deeds. meble this thrill-seekin ting has gone too far. thirdly, in his list of suspect, he included innocent ppl lyk noel n many more. well, e author is startin to portrait regina vallabadass, thinkin of ways to make e person look bad n puttin innocent folks to tat damn black list. seriously, i hope he stop dis game he created. although tat guy done alot of bad tings 2 his frenship wif janson, he certainly don't deserve dis. yes, im not a gd boi tat dun do such ting, but offerin tat reward is just too much(not in monetary sense). (p.s. i dun know the author well and im just giving my own opinions on the blog's post.) meble i shld consider setting up a game 4 readers 2 guess who im tokin about. i'll offer 20 bucks to whoever guess it correctly. lol. jk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111219899625115248?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111219899625115248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111219899625115248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111219899625115248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111219899625115248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/03/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111203347607042814</id><published>2005-03-29T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T02:11:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wana live</title><content type='html'>1st day back in school. havent complete chinese ilearning. dun think im ever doing either. during english lesson, regina vallabados said that the class was noisy. i told her that it was because she put all e guai ppl at 1 side while the 'BAD' people on the other. AND she smiled!!! not an ordinary smile, but a dark evil grin tat appears on witches in fairytales. guess she was basically trying to tell us that we can nv b good bois in dose two wicked eyeballs of hers. its just like she can nv be white even if she painted herself. sian... i hate school life. i hate rp. neither do i wana take o's. *i just wana live*. being wif inertia ppl kinda take me out of dis boring school life. lastly, fat fukin feng is scared of zz. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111203347607042814?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111203347607042814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111203347607042814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111134421307311092</id><published>2005-03-21T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:43:33.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>air chair</title><content type='html'>sian...hols over le. ilearning week start liao. stay at hm do self-study whole day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111134421307311092?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111134421307311092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111134421307311092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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could become a pro overnite. lol. after tat session went for dinner wif e crew. dehui say tat he saw dis gay in e toilet lookin at him while wankin in e urinal. hahas, sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111125433095250581?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111125433095250581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111125433095250581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111125433095250581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111125433095250581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/03/esplanade.html' title='esplanade'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111125381449125514</id><published>2005-03-20T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T01:36:54.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new template</title><content type='html'>juz changed my new template. copied from blogskin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373959-111125381449125514?l=f5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/feeds/111125381449125514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373959&amp;postID=111125381449125514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111125381449125514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373959/posts/default/111125381449125514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f5.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-template.html' title='new template'/><author><name>cena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373959.post-111125373155172955</id><published>2005-03-18T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T01:36:05.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>library lcm day</title><content type='html'>thursday, LCM day was fucked up. we had this mini amazing race where we had to go around the school finding clues of the library excos. i guess the library had nth beta to do and since when did e excos became SO important that we had to spend the whole morning to learn more about them.. then in one of the activity spot was held in the lt. the exco in charge is an rjc student and ex-ri librarian. another group went into the lt 1st while my grp waited outside. benoi, being xtra, went to close the door. lol. n i pushed the door to prevent the grp from coming out for fun. who knows, tat rjc student/ex-librarian/bastard/asshole came out n punched me in the gut and tried to wrestle me. stupid noob. i pushed him away and gave him a hard punch to his pimpled face and his left cheek bleeded lyk mad. lesson to tat dumbfuck:dun ever start a fight wif aniwan unless u noe the strength of ur opponent... tat loser den threatened me tat he was goin tell cheryl yap. lyk hu initiated the fight 1st lor.. another part of the race was in senior block where we were to throw tennis ball across the block n the catcher muz catch e ball wif a container. yup. so 2 tennis ball got stuck in a tree n my grp shook e tree by the leaves to try n get it down. the exco was so damn fuck up tat he demanded the whole grp to write a page long letter to apologize to the tree. FUCK YOU. mr lame ass is nth but an exco hu TRIES to abuse his position. i joined library to contribute to the school n not face u dumb fucking excos. 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