<?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-11019570</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:39:17.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crap of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2794564731411368814</id><published>2009-06-05T01:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:28:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ankle Injury, America Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi, im finally got the mood to post something. After dunno how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who know my injury, im fine, just need for the bone to align or something like that. To let it heal. Thanks for all your concern. For those who dunno what happen, i broke my ankle. Nothing glorious, so not going to post how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks spending time at home, not much to do really except resting and more resting. Cant move around like i used to. If im too lazy to use crutches, i just hop to the place. Its home, so everything is so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that using the crutches is a laborious chore, except when i need to walk like 100m or more. Ha. Really, 100m already tiring liao. Dont underestimate the stupid crutches, or should i say the usage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have time to catch up on america idol. I initially supported Allison Iraheta. Her voice is so unique and very powerful too. But i guess she chose alot of wrong songs. She made it to top 4, so yar. Not say i changed who i supported later, but i wanted to Adam Lambert to win. He's freaking good. Freaking. If compare vocals, allison lose to him. But i was so disappointed by the results. Its the pretty boy, Kris Allen who won. His singing was so mediocre compared to adam, and he won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today i heard from my brother, that every american idol is different, ranging from Kelly Clarkson(pop), Carrie Underwood(country), Taylor Hicks(oldest contestant), Jordin Spark(youngest Contestant), David Cook(rock). So he say, this time is the first gay singer to have won. I was like...what??? Really? I thought i saw kris hugging his girlfriend when he won?? He said no, but i insisted. So i checked it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There's a lot going on in america, but i dont know, cause im not in america. But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what, kris allen is married. lols. And the one who was, ok, not confirmed, but in question of his sexuality(by the media), was adam! Totally opposite from what my brother said. What an irony. But, i finally got it. Why did adam lose? Why? As i have read it's partially due to his sexuality "question". Like wtf? This is a singing competition. Not a finding for spouse programme. Hello? Vote for the best. The BEST. I cant vote, im not in america. This is really not fair to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know he's going to make it far. Elton john did (fyi, he's a not straight). Yar, and chris daughtry, he came in 4th, but is a WORLDWIDE sensation/star now! So even if you didnt win, you still can make it big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most disappointing season yet to have watched(didnt watch all the seasons). Talent should be recognised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2794564731411368814?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2794564731411368814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2794564731411368814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2794564731411368814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2794564731411368814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/ankle-injury-america-idol.html' title='Ankle Injury, America Idol'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4053857765881813588</id><published>2009-04-11T15:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:23:18.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday went to eat buffet. Planned to have a dessert buffet for a very very long time already. But we didnt manage to have one after all. The thing is i think yesterday was one of the most crappiest day of my life, in a good-bad way. We had fun that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we were supposed to have buffet at pete's place @ hyatt. But evelyn say scott lounge @ hyatt has more dessert. So, we decided to go there, end up there, went in and sat down. Glance around and what came to mind, OH SHIT. HAHA! Yes, the selection was so little i could barely believe. Then we gave a crap reason to walk out of the place, feeling damn pai seh. So, if you are thinking we went to pete's place instead, you're wrong! Haha. Because before we went to scott lounge, we went pete's place to check out the pricing and everything, the person-in-charge told us the price and offer us to go inside to see. But thinking it was the same price as scott lounge, we rejected his offer, in quite an awkward manner. (because we THOUGHT the scott lounge was better and looks nicer inside. we were damn bloody wrong!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk to meritus mandrian to have buffet, only to realised that the restaurant was under renovation. So crap! So we anyhow walk around thinking what to eat. Then it started RAINING!!! crap shit! We ran into taka. We decided to go carousel, so we called them to see if there's available spaces. But there was none. -.-. Decided to eat Sakura, so walked there, then decided to NYDC. Cause i got phobia of sakura! The last time i ate it, it was like...really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i know it sounds bad, but we had lots of crap moments. Although we feel sian cause walk here and there, but it was fun too. We didnt like bu shuang then start sian-ing and emo-ing. Hey, in fact we crap all the way. Kinda weird. Haha. I think if i did this with other people, it would most probably be damn sian. But at least we still continue crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went into a sex shop! Yes! we did! Haha! Unexpectedly easy to get in! Saw lots of crap things! But we only went in for awhile, cause we are on our way to meritus mandrian. There was this cup with a women with extremely huge boobs. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after NYDC, we decided to eat dessert. But again, we loiter here and there, and then here and there again, again and AGAIN! Haha! We were crapping while walk back and forth! End up at some dessert shop (actually something like starbucks). I ordered the worse cake!! At first everyone thinks it looks the best, but when we started eating it, crap its just normal chocolate sponge cake!!! I HATE sponge cake!!! But while we are there, we acted like idiots! We act like the "zhong yi da ge da" the people while eating the cake! Exaggerated expression of "good" food. Haha! I tried uploading the videos we taken but facebook screwed up. So too bad. I will try again some other time. Finished the cakes and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go walk to dhoby to take MRT, on the way...we went into another sex shop! Haha! Cause the last time we went in for awhile only! This time we walked the whole store! Haha! Lots of crap! There is this EXTREMELY big condom! I mean really really big! Like the size of a clenched fist! And there was also a glow in the dark one too! Some erotic card games. Vibrators. Crap lor! Seriously, we keep laughing and laughing! The whole store was like damn horny lor. All the crap stuff. Btw i saw a handcuff, it cost $52 or $58, i cant remember the price but it was damn expensive! My aunt called me while i was inside, she ask "where are you now?". I repeated her question out loud then both evelyn and alvin started laughing. Actually my aunt was reminding me that i have to go home to take my antibotics. Crap. I totally forgot, because of all the crap we did! lols!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to dhoby, there was this policeman at the istana, i dunno how to spell. Haha! Anyway, he stand damn sloppy-ly. Crap! Wanted to take a photo, but we cant. Haha! Standing like some...nvm. Later i kinda police by saying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached dhoby and took some ghost like pictures! And tried making a ghost video! Damn crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, feeling damn crappy. Thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0663.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taking picture while crossing the ROAD???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0665.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOLE in evelyn's cake. Wanted to ask the waiter why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0666.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My ABSOLUTELY "delicious" cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0669.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0670.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0674.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey. Watcha doing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0678.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what i call act cute. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0693.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alvin trying to act shuai with hair for the last time. LAME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0697.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0699.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0700.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0701.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GHOST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0702.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ghost following alvin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110101639233427442" height="280" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0706.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh! No, you're wrong, this is not a ghost. She's just a demented kido. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4053857765881813588?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4053857765881813588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4053857765881813588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4053857765881813588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4053857765881813588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-outing.html' title='Food outing'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6270185974680486340</id><published>2009-03-28T01:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:00:26.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I freaking knew she could sing. When i heard "just dance", there is some power behind her voice. Unlike most songs of this genre. I was freaking right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this to believe it (watch till at least 2.00mins, although 1.45++ was awesome. actually the whole song is damn cute). And oh, btw, im talking about Lady Gaga. She songs makes me feel like dancing. The beats are fucking wicked i tell you. Lady Gaga! Woohoo! She's damn cute. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwdXnlvUe3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwdXnlvUe3I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6270185974680486340?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6270185974680486340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6270185974680486340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6270185974680486340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6270185974680486340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/lady-gaga.html' title='Lady Gaga'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7796601788395485622</id><published>2009-03-28T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:15:38.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mrs field brownie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a lame post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recommendation to the brownies (talked about it in the last post) at Mrs Field Brownie (actually i didnt even know the shop name. how weird is that. nice but never see shop name. haha. now i know) was by evelyn. -.-. thanks. haha. Hey people you should really try it. It's damn nice. Ok maybe im bias cause i freaking love brownies. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, anyone game for DESSERT BUFFET please sms me asap. Haha. Wonder whos game enough to take the fats. Haha! Ok im not detering you. Just come it will be awesome i promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7796601788395485622?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7796601788395485622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7796601788395485622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7796601788395485622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7796601788395485622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/mrs-field-brownie.html' title='mrs field brownie'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1976782015156549823</id><published>2009-03-26T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:00:30.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with evelyn and alvin, driving &amp; singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, after a long struggle between wanting to post and my pure laziness. I finally manage to defeat the devil itself (me) and decided i need to post. Haha. Shall talk bout what i did recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most exciting thing (yar, my life is so boring) happened last Sunday. Supposed to meet at 8pm but evelyn finished her outing earlier? i guess? So changed to 7.15. Problem is i need to go to alvin's house to print my NTU application. So i told alvin to tell her that we meet at 7.30pm. But as usual i was doing things too slowly, that is about 7.15-7.20 when i left house, so i told alvin, forget it. Shall just go his house another day, cause we'll be freaking late. So met at city hall mrt about 7.45. Haha. We're so late. I thought evelyn would like...kill us or something. But she never even complain! Hm...quite surprised. Haha. So wanted to have dinner but just cant decide. So just yi bian walk yi bian decide what to eat. Decided billy bombers but we walked past it, decided to eat something else. But went back there at last, cause we really cant decide what to eat. -.-. Order and eat. And they actually changed my whole dish cause the spring chicken had blood inside, yar, its uncooked. Waited damn bloody long. And both of them have to purposely eat VERY slow to wait for me. Haha. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, went esplanade, and ate brownies. I tell you. Wa lao, One of the best i have eaten. I love brownies, But hardly eat them cause for one small piece it's usually quite ex. But there was not too ex, but super delicious. Haha. Went to roof top, and talk. I cant remember what we said, but it range from politics (boring, so its just 3mins talk) to music. Haha, actually earlier, i as thinking we might not have things to talk about. But i just flow. Haha. I guess we're damn chatty. Haha. Had fun. And next time would be dessert buffet. I think she's the only girl game enought for the fats have. Thin people can eat what they like without scared of being fat. Although im not thin (due to my past fatty-ness, haha.) but no matter how much i eat now, i wouldnt even gain a kg. Woohoo! great for me! So eating is my kinda thing. And i've got a sweet tooth and maybe a i-want-good-delicious-food kinda mind. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later in the week i went to learn driving. After 2 weeks break from driving, I really forgot how to handle the car. I fucking hate the freaking clutch. Wa lao. Sick man. I drive like a noob can. I dread driving lessons now. But after today (i had driving lessons today), i think i got improve abit. So hm...i think im fine with it now, but my instructor is so fierce. I damn scare to make any mistakes!!! Wa lao, damn stress. Hai, tml got another lesson again, Then can rest till 1/4/09 (another lesson). Everytime got driving lessons i will feel damn sian the day before and the day itself before the lesson. I dread driving more than going to school. I dunno why. I think some of you might call me lame. Or noob shit. But i dont have talent for driving. Hai, who dare to sit my car next time. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i did went to alvin's house this week, went to apply for NTU and print. Didnt really care much about NUS application cause dont have the course i really like. So just apply without printing. But NTU is important. Haha. Anyway, after applying i got him to play bleeding love. Wa lao. Pro lor he. Anyway, he ask me to sing along, cause he say since you like singing so much just sing lar. Luckily his parents not at home or else damn pai seh. So i did sing. And it is fun , a different kind of feeling compare to karaoke type. Haha, cause a real life guitarist will follow your tempo and everything. So, yar, quite fun. Then later we went online to search for more songs and tabs for the guitar. I would say like, hey can you play this, most of the time he would already know the song?? Wa lao, can memorise so many song sia!! Cause maybe i requested the song more popular that type, so probably he already know. Haha. Of course some he doesnt, but he look at the tabs for awhile, hey and i seriously meant awhile then he can side reading and play liao, most of the time dont even have to look at the tabs, cause i think he knows the song and so just follow the tune in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, how i wish i could play the guitar and so i can strum and sing. Wa seh, that would be damn cool. That he say, you dunno say how long ago want to learn but never did. I thought for awhile, and thought, yar. I can really procrastinate! Haha. Anyway, look at the tabs and all scares the shit outta me liao. So difficult and the hand play till the pain is numbed away by the number of practices. Hai, playing the guitar is anot an easy task. Haha. I guess i just dont have the determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the long post. Haha. Wait for few more weeks for another one. Haha! Kidding lar. Might be doing one for the up coming 0715 chalet on 28/3. I think i would be fun. So long never meet liao. Feel like changing my blog skin (inspired by jh) but too lazy. Shall see first. Ok, bye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1976782015156549823?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1976782015156549823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1976782015156549823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1976782015156549823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1976782015156549823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/outing-with-evelyn-and-alvin-driving.html' title='Outing with evelyn and alvin, driving &amp; singing'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6687019087462508566</id><published>2009-03-05T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:49:26.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>萧敬腾 VS 棒棒堂</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Omg, this video tell you what i bimbo is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2.22, the pink shirt singer even need the back up of the girl. What a loser. I think the center guy,萧敬腾, own their shit. According to the title of the video the two guys are from 棒棒堂. I dont know how they look (well now i know),but i know its a &lt;s&gt;bimbotic&lt;/s&gt; himbotic group. They suck so bad. Ok i know i might get alot of scolding from this comment. But just watch, AND LAUGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xyKgcgsM4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xyKgcgsM4M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6687019087462508566?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6687019087462508566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6687019087462508566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6687019087462508566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6687019087462508566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/vs.html' title='萧敬腾 VS 棒棒堂'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2815026042651706368</id><published>2009-03-05T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:32:38.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-mei i'll always love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the first time i'm seeing a-mei singing in english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's un-freaking-real. It's so good. I think she's the only few chinese singer that could pull off this song so effortlessly (one of them includes faye from F.I.R). Haha. Enjoy. For your information this is a freaking difficult song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RD1dEmCONqQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RD1dEmCONqQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day, the day im slaughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2815026042651706368?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2815026042651706368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2815026042651706368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2815026042651706368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2815026042651706368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/mei-ill-always-love-you.html' title='A-mei i&apos;ll always love you'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4456285184210012814</id><published>2009-03-03T00:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:49:39.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wow, i hadn't notice that its been one then a month since i last post. I guess people are already sick of coming back to check out this dead blog. Really nothing much to talk about it my boring little life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good rotting at home you know, like sleep and wake up, sleep and wake up. No need to care about anything or anyone. Its just me. I can do what i feel like doing at that instance and whatever i feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i cant help thinking, what if my life is like that forever (though technically not possible). It would be F-ing boring. Maybe 2-3 months of slacking would be good for a change in my life, but definitely not the rest of my screwed up life. I rather feel screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my life would get better, after i become more mature, after i grow up. Well, im 18 already, but have i grown out of my self destructing personality. I dont think so, ok well, at the least i dont really know. I keep thinking and thinking. Is life= grow...work...live...die? Is it? I dont really get it. Whats life, why are we living? It is because we live for the sake of living, to just reproduce and die off from the face of this world just like the scientific theory? What is it? To carry out the so called "mission" or are we here because of a higher being? What is it we are living for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not because of this long holiday that i think of such stuff and im not in depression or anything like that. It's just that when i spend time doing nothing i will think of such things. Maybe i should drown myself in work and nothing else. To get over with this life. If there's a heaven, i wish i was there. If there someone who could enlighten me of my stupid, self destructing thoughts (not the suicidal type), i wish that person is here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i want to do something i would procrastinate, everytime i think of my life it would be something bad. Is there nothing good in my life some would ask. Of course there is, but i tend to forgot them when the bad ones flood me. I cant even think of one right now. It shows how am i feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to stop the writing of what some of you like to call the human study. Btw, that term is fucked up. Its so fucking lame. No offence though. Im thinking, who am i to judge you. Who the fuck am i to even write anything about anyone. Do i even know you? Btw, do you even know who i am? No, i can say, no one had ever really known who i am, what kind of person i am. Kind of sad huh. But i can say, it this world, if anyone really really know you. Well then, you're fucking in luck. Im talking about really knowing you. Be true to yourself and think for just a minute. Hm...your answer? Haha. I dont need to know the answer, nor do i wish to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one things for sure, i want to thank all my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dreams just aren't enough&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be waiting for the real thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4456285184210012814?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4456285184210012814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4456285184210012814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4456285184210012814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4456285184210012814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-i-hadnt-notice-that-its-been-one.html' title='Myself'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4619192169921857395</id><published>2009-01-24T23:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:15:19.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0713 reunion dinner. (chuen)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was reunion dinner with the class. Well most of them. The amount of people was just nice, not too much, not too little. Kinda glad it was a success. After much preparation. Dont deserve the nonsense you all were saying. Lame. Relax, not angry here, just feeling kinda LAMED-OUT. Haha. Wouldnt delete any post, make me look guilty of something. Haha. More praises to all my friends. You all deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so, we thought cheryl would lose her way to my house as i sms-ed the correct address quite late, and we cant get her cause her battery flat. We were quite worried she wouldnt make it alive to my house. But she DID!! Haha. Then the smarty-pants chuen hwee and gh late cause they CLEVERLY watched the 4++pm Red Cliff show. Woohoo. ALL HAIL THE SMART CHAPS.!!! Haha. And honghao went to his grandma house to eat steamboat, which he will go to eat steamboat again tml. -.-... Exact same place with steamboat again. Cant he just skip this one, tml will go again anyway. Haha. But his parent like not too happy if he dont go. so...ya. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, cheryl and hong hao wear couple tee today. Both black V-necked button tee and denim jeans. Wa! So pei man. Haha. I think you two are telepathy already. Congrats. And when leaving cheryl actually recognise their relationship. Ok, i'll be kind and not cause any misunderstanding, Cheryl said it jokingly, cause she intended it to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat till feel like exploding into pieces. Eat steamboat then later yu sheng then longan dessert. Wa kao! Exploded!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming everyone. The total bill is $145+. But still i collected $15/pax from 10 people. Haha. Eat away $5. Easier collect lar. Ok. If you really feel like i cheated you, please sms me your name, NRIC and address. i will post The $0.50 to you as soon as possible. Sorry for any inconvenience caused. -.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so as promise, every post will have my thanks to one friend, until i have really nothing to post bout you. Sorry bout that. Your just to boring. Haha. Kidding lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today will be on the one and only Guai Lan Kia. Chuen hwee. Shall call him chuen for short. Woohoo. Applause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first three months, chuen was, to me, a very action person, with a weird or should i say wrong sense of direction. I was like thinking to myself. Hm...this guy's weird. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he turn out to be one of the best person in the class. Very on, on most thing. And quite talkative too, in a good way of course. Haha. So will talk to him bout stuffs. I think, we both like to have fun, thats can click. Is it spelled like that. Dunno lar. You wouldnt get angry, hm..at least to me, well most of the time , even if like teased you or what. Except for very extreme cases, like you know who. Haha. So, i would say you have a good temper. Even if you are really angry you wouldnt, like affect everyone around you. Which is great. You are a very nice person. And very sporty, fun-loving, crappy, guai lan and all those shit. Its always great to have you around. Cause you always tend to lighten up the place with your shit. Haha. Its great to have known you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End. No misunderstanding intended to be brought around in this post. -.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who havent being mention in any of the posts. Stay tune to find out how great you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4619192169921857395?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4619192169921857395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4619192169921857395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4619192169921857395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4619192169921857395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/0713-reunion-dinner-chuen.html' title='0713 reunion dinner. (chuen)'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2631287368933572180</id><published>2009-01-23T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:57:10.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubi e trial (hazel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;As, the next episode is here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that i want to talk about yesterday. Which is a pretty shitty day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8 only to realised that my e-trial is 8.15!!! Wtf. I thought it was 11am but than i woke up to double check and it's actually 8.15. I rush like mad to ubi. This is the first time in my life i prepare and went downstairs in less than 5mins or maybe even lesser. Rush like a mad dog. Cab there. Late for about 20mins. Cause wait cab and need to walk there cause the cab cant stop exactly there due to traffic reasons. Only manage to do two test. Sian. Ok, now i tell you why the taxi cant stop exactly. Because ubi there super jam, so i dont want ask him U-turn, cause it would be slower. So i ask him to stop at bus stop then i can cross overhead bridge. But then, it was bus lane hours. Cant stop. He say something like not worth it to stop there later tio fined $70. Not worth it. Just as he say finish, a traffic police pass us!!! I pointed to the police and told me, "See! See!". I was like wtf! So bloody heng! SO he drop me further off. To make it worse, the the day before before yesterday. Which is two day before yesterday, i went gym with jr and i did this really really freaking tiring leg exercise and my leg was aching like shit till then, cant even walk down a flight of stairs properly, need to hold the handlebars! So i was late like mad! Haha. Anyway the taxi fare was $8.40! Like only a 5mins plus ride leh!!! Madness sia! And this jr have to like tell me, "if i were you, i would just pass the e trial, cause its only $6." I was like.....-.- Fuck sia! I should not have rush like a mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went gym later and i was late again. Cause need to give my nephew his sweater. So late about 45mins. Actually only late 15mins maybe. Hai...I went to the bus stop and the bus left!! Twice in a row this week le!! Miss the bus just before my eyes!! Again!!! I hate this! So late again...so sorry...haha. But lucky never angry sia. I think if me i will just take out a gun and blow the person's head. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why after i come JC become like that! I used to be always on time de. SO my new year resolution: BE on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Hazel and wjc later. Ate and cock alot. Haha, want to meet you guys more often but you all working. Sian. Bought the wrong dessert and haha, and later went back with wjc and hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now the next episode. It will be on...Hazel. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the first time i saw her she was like a ah lian to me. Haha. Cause she dye her hair and the way she talk. Haha. But can tell she quite a nice person to talk to. Little did i know that she was one of the person i talk to the most! Haha! Our topic is quite similar, so yar, everyday can talk and talk. She's a very funny person. Stay very near my house, so yar, everyday take bus back with wjc and gh they all. Without you, i think my JC life would have been a million times more boring! I would have die. Although in the start of the year always kinda mistaken as you are my...haha. Dont angry. Haha. Cause you too nice to talk to liao. So everyday talk lor. Haha. Thank you for being a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next episode will return, for anyone who thinks i will badmouth them in the following posts. Haha, relax i wouldnt, cause the people, ok my friends in 0713 are great people. But i might make an exception for someone who is especially guai lan. Thats you chuen. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2631287368933572180?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2631287368933572180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2631287368933572180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2631287368933572180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2631287368933572180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ubi-e-trial-hazel.html' title='Ubi e trial (hazel)'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2433686047279927789</id><published>2009-01-19T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:34:36.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stiil alive! (jr)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Note: Ok, i know this is a monday post, but please take it to be sunday. Haha. Cause now is 12.24am and it's still sunday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone! Woohoo! Im happy to say im still alive. haha. This few weeks have been work and gym. Then go back eat and sleep. Omg! Damn freaking boring! I wish i could go back to school. Haha. Pretend you never hear that. Haha. No lar, school would be like heaven if there wasnt any test or exams! Haha, go lecture sleep and classroom talk, then talk and slack somemore at breaks and eat oishii on friday. Omg! That would be awesome! Miss all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was chalet at costa sands (my brother's birthday), and my brother was so kind to invite my friends over. So met up with hazel, wjc, jr nd sohee (hah, in order of appearance). It's like years since i last talk to hazel, haha, was thinking she sure alot of info to spare. But...so disappointing. Haha. Talk alot with the rest, we like closed the door and talk and talk and talk. Wa, you people are so bitchy! haha! Kidding lar. Thanks for coming and pei me! Woo! You guys are the best! According to hazel, she have work today, so extra credit goes to you? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall talk about what im doing this few days. Im currently working at my aunt's place, tml last day. And i'll be jobless!!!!! AH!!! Haha. Ok back on track. So, normally after working i will meet jr at the gym. Woohoo! He's my free personal monster trainer! Haha! Damn efficient sia! Haha. Thanks alot dude! Your help will be like 90% to a nice bod for me. Haha. 10% will be my determination! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise that hm...your actually a nice guy? After maybe 2 years? Thats long... haha! But nvm, as long as now i know can liao right? Must say you have like changed 360 degree. Or maybe i dont know you well enough the last time. But, still you have a hmm...hack care about money kinda attitude, but i know you're trying to change. Please no offence! Haha. No lar, your freaking generous, sometimes too generous that i feel kinda bad you know. So, all in all you are a nice guy! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i talk about jr this time, the next time i will talk about...haha. Maybe you! Haha! So stay tune for the next episode. Haha. -.-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2433686047279927789?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2433686047279927789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2433686047279927789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2433686047279927789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2433686047279927789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/stiil-alive-jr.html' title='Stiil alive! (jr)'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1020004041883668234</id><published>2009-01-02T22:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:01:29.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm...this post is not meant to shoot anybody. P.S. not meant to be angry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i type i seem to convey a different feeling from what i actually want to express. So, dont get offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here goes. Who ever say that english song lyrics has no meaning and not emo enough or what, is totally outrageous. I didnt want to argue cause there is seriously no point in it. At least if you say that the style is not you type, i will like, "ok. thats fine." But if you say no meaning, i will like, "WHAT??!!?! didnt you even listen to the songs properly? is it that the song has no feel or you just dont feel it?" Below are just of the few songs that show what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leona Lewis - Better In Time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there no one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'mma be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I'll believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice boy you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'mma be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to (yes I do)&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to (yes I do)&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mariah Carey - Through The Rain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get caught in the rain&lt;br /&gt;With nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;When you're distraught&lt;br /&gt;And in pain without anyone&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so far away&lt;br /&gt;That you just can't find you way home&lt;br /&gt;Your can get there alone&lt;br /&gt;It's okay&lt;br /&gt;Once you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;On my own and I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day&lt;br /&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you keep falling down&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare give in&lt;br /&gt;You will arise safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;So keep pressing on steadfastly&lt;br /&gt;And you'll find what you need to prevail&lt;br /&gt;Once you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;On my own and I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day&lt;br /&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;And shadows grow close&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can't face&lt;br /&gt;And should they tell you&lt;br /&gt;You'll never pull through&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate&lt;br /&gt;Stand tall and say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;On my own and I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day&lt;br /&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;Can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll live one more day, and I&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you can&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Whitney Houston - I Will Always Love You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should stay,&lt;br /&gt;I would only be in your way.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go, but I know&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;You, my darling you. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet memories&lt;br /&gt;That is all I'm taking with me.&lt;br /&gt;So, goodbye. Please, don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;We both know I'm not what you, you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope life treats you kind&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish to you, joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;But above all this, I wish you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;I, I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, darling, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I'll always, I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all the people, you are the most understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1020004041883668234?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1020004041883668234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1020004041883668234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1020004041883668234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1020004041883668234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/english-songs.html' title='English songs'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7687395185119269028</id><published>2009-01-01T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:54:26.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World Disney's Aladdin Nick Pitera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone tell me how wide is his vocal range...-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-CS2v8wcc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-CS2v8wcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7687395185119269028?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7687395185119269028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7687395185119269028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7687395185119269028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7687395185119269028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/whole-new-world-disneys-aladdin-nick.html' title='A Whole New World Disney&apos;s Aladdin Nick Pitera'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6317101900099135435</id><published>2009-01-01T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:56:57.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;16 year old singer from the Philippines. Powerful voice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CVloLBxcMQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CVloLBxcMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6317101900099135435?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6317101900099135435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6317101900099135435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6317101900099135435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6317101900099135435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/16-year-old-singer-from-philippines.html' title=''/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1172125782163657497</id><published>2008-12-31T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:47:44.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back form bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, finally i fell like blogging after my bali trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. that place is a shopping paradise. haha! tried para sailing which is so damn cool. i 'flew' up into sky and everything look so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this resort which is at the cliff, with a spectacular view. Wa! freaking nice. but dint get to stay there cause haven build finish, my dad is currently working there, so he brought us around to see the work site. fraking nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. so next would be the buffet lunch at the dining room @ shereton towers. $33++ with 15% off total bill for major cards. So, am freaking looking forward to it. The ambiance like quite nice and the food sounds good. Hopefully it doesnt screw up like the ice cream buffet. (hope someone get the point. we are faking you. lols.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if i think too much. It's just difficult to read a mind. So, i shall ponder too much from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1172125782163657497?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1172125782163657497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1172125782163657497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1172125782163657497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1172125782163657497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-form-bali.html' title='back form bali'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5376410536882236042</id><published>2008-12-20T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:45:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leona lewis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, i finally went to listen to snow patrol's version of 'Run'. Its ok, but leona is much better in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so angry looking at the comments on the video. Fuck. The keep saying leona ruin the song by her cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like seriously, fuck off. They say things like, her version is too soft and lack emotions, no real talent, should stick to children's party music, how manufactured singer even compare to the raw talent of snow patrol. By typing all these i already feel like slapping myself. *slap*. ok i just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY FUCK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's such a great talent, a talent that most talent shows cannot even produced. Look at the talent shows around the globe. Yes, they're great, awesome and all. But seriously, is there anyone as shocking, as powerful, as stunning as LEONA?!?!? NO! A BIG FAT NO! So if you wish to condemn such talent, please go and burn yourself in hell. PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU. &lt;------LOOK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only can say her has no emotions and fake the emotions throughout the song. Like fucking shit, that's so subjective. Just because they are snow patrol fans, they have to condemn her. Like, why didnt i condemn snow patrol? Because they good too. But of course leona is better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are probably so filled with hatred, that leona did an excellent cover which is probably more popular than the original version, that they cant even feel her. I meant feel the emotions she brought to the song is just...wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant how can you compare leona with snow patrol, they're a band, leona's a solo VOCALIST. At least i wouldnt be so angry if you were comparing her with celine dion, mariah or whitney. But seriously, even if she was to be compared to these artistes, she wouldnt be that bad, come'on. listen to her. She can probably outshine this people in the near future. She might just lack that experience (cause she's younger and the rest are like...haha.). Other than that, she's great. Like FUCKING great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any negative comments about leona, can you please just fuck off. thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5376410536882236042?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5376410536882236042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5376410536882236042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5376410536882236042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5376410536882236042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/leona-lewis.html' title='Leona lewis'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3919933116537870703</id><published>2008-12-20T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:36:45.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know Christina look a little bimbotic in this video. haha. i guess in the past that was her style. But from this video, its crystal clear why she's one of the divas. Her voice is so powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant find a normal video that i can embed, so i had to put this with spanish subtitles. haha. please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pECbIFojTvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pECbIFojTvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3919933116537870703?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3919933116537870703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3919933116537870703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3919933116537870703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3919933116537870703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/voice-within.html' title='Voice within'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8444439851856216363</id><published>2008-12-20T04:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T04:28:59.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing pavements</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to think it over&lt;br /&gt;If I'm wrong, I am right&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look no further&lt;br /&gt;This ain't lust, I know this is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I tell the world&lt;br /&gt;I'll never say enough&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was not said to you&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly what I need to do&lt;br /&gt;If i'm in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i give up,&lt;br /&gt;Or should i just keep chasing pavements?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it leads nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;Or would it be a waste?&lt;br /&gt;Even if i knew my place should i leave it there?&lt;br /&gt;Should i give up,&lt;br /&gt;Or should i just keep chasing pavements?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it leads nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8444439851856216363?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8444439851856216363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8444439851856216363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8444439851856216363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8444439851856216363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/chasing-pavements.html' title='chasing pavements'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8826605068970324218</id><published>2008-12-16T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:07:19.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jh chalet and hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dont know why im still blogging when my head still feels weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend went to jh's chalet. it was super duper fun. haha. i would say, in my opinion, that it was even better that than our class chalet. Or maybe it was too long since i had such a good time? i dont know. it was fun, thats all i know. although there was not alot of people, but it was still fun. maybe it was because the number of people was just right, so there wasnt any conflict of interest or what. haha. i dont know. but i know that with great company, having fun wouldnt be a problem at any place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was super funny and a 'great experience'. I had too much of a drink and got drunk. well, partially, since i know that im drunk. i can remember everything until the part i went to the toilet to sit. like for wad?!? haha. i only drink 4 or 5 cups. i didnt know i had such a low drinking capacity. haha. but come to think of it, i hardly drink. In fact this is the first time i had so much vodka. Previously i just had one shot (with different mixers inside) or maybe one glass of vodka with coke (the vodka content was so little i cant even taste it actually). But last night vodka and coke, the first cup was 1:3 in proportion and the next was 1:1, then the next 2or 3 cups was i cant really remember the proportion. Cause i was already tipsy. haha. i keep telling them i know im drunk, but i cant control my body. i know i keep startling too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept alot but morning i woke up and started to vomit. Shouldnt i be vomiting last night and feeling better this morning? i dont know why i feel worse today. Haha. want to thank jr and i think jeffery too, for helping me out last night. i know what happen. haha. thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to know what i will do and say and feel like when im drunk. now i know the feeling sucks, especially when you wake up in the morning. but i kinda like the feeling when im drunk last night although i cant control my body. haha. i think im mad. but the hangover in the morning is really not worth it AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i wouldnt drink so much the next time. i hate having a hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i dont know why everybody thinks i drink alot. to reconfirm with you guys, i dont really drink at all. haha, for fun maybe, but definitely not often. maybe i keep talking about my bro and clubbing stuff? haha. i dont want people to think i drink alot. cause i dont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8826605068970324218?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8826605068970324218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8826605068970324218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8826605068970324218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8826605068970324218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/jh-chalet-and-hangover.html' title='jh chalet and hangover'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3406851369463277889</id><published>2008-12-11T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:18:22.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leona Lewis - Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually i wanted to post lisa lavie's version of bleeding love cause i really like the last part of it. Where she changed it a little. Nice nice. So if you like bleeding love, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i came across this while looking at leona's youtube channel. I KNEW I HAVE TO POST IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MUST WATCH. Listening to it makes my hair stand. Leona finally came out with "RUN" single! Woohoo. When i first hear the song, i was totally blown away. After hearing this i just disintegrated. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Now i realised i cant embed it. lols. noob me. go to (this is an order! lols.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcpWQC9prm0"&gt; Leona Lewis - Run &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good. I meant REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shall embed lisa's bleeding love after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dee_m9Yfe2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dee_m9Yfe2A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were thinking that was leona. She's not! Leona lewis is in my opinion much better! lols. i might be bias. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEONA LEWIS ROCKS BIG TIME! Nobody can beat leona's zai-ness. Ok i know john is going to say mariah carey. but i dont give a shit. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3406851369463277889?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3406851369463277889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3406851369463277889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3406851369463277889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3406851369463277889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/leona-lewis-run.html' title='Leona Lewis - Run'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5611745068399189509</id><published>2008-12-06T14:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:42:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;here are the pictures as promised. Too many liao. Never put all. Dont ask me why all my pictures. cause people only send me my photos. there are just to many pictures! woohoo. my shirt is too short. -.-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0013-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/IMG_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - 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Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1010286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1010307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050861-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050863-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050881-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050886-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050888-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050889-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050907-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050909-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1010232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050849-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1050945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1010345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/P1010347.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5611745068399189509?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5611745068399189509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5611745068399189509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5611745068399189509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5611745068399189509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Prom pictures'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3316369394679316274</id><published>2008-12-05T00:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:54:44.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom - mac photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know i say i will be uploading the prom photo. but i must upload this. cause i like it so much. thanks to adeline. thanks! i will upload the rest once i receive the complete set of photos from sohee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the prom i keep taking pics. i never taken so much in my life. cause i look so bloody different. well at least to myself. i should style my hair more often. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275973248431692050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/STgFt1U8GRI/AAAAAAAAABo/fCVcxP12BQ4/s400/P1010346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3316369394679316274?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3316369394679316274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3316369394679316274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3316369394679316274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3316369394679316274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom-mac-photo.html' title='prom - mac photo'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/STgFt1U8GRI/AAAAAAAAABo/fCVcxP12BQ4/s72-c/P1010346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2113124799010123249</id><published>2008-12-04T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:11:07.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha. prom was not exactly a blast but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel came to pick me up by cab, but she dunno where's naung court, near my house there, so when she reached, and didnt see me (cause i was late by like 2mins), she drove off and called me to reconfirm where i was, i tell her i havent reach. lols. then have to u-turn. lols. waste money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to fetch gh and ykm. then realised...i never bring prom ticket. no lucky draw!!! omg. lols. wasted sia. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach there so alot of people. wa seh, all look so zai. especially the girls, the look so different. not bad sia. cheryl look like a tai tai. seriously. and when sohee and huijie where my sun glass, they look like the mafia's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took alot of pictures with them, of course, spent so much dont take picture must be an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then john want to lent my magnetic ear ring. so i KINDLY lent him. then the noob shit gh also want to lend. so i KINDLY lent him. and he have to drop it. noob shit idiot. prom barely started and he have to lost it. destroy my prom. ok. not so serious but wasted my effort of specially going to compass that morning to buy. waste my time and money you noob. better pay me back lor. find everywhere but just cant find. noob. so many people kick here and there how to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went it. eat and the host was rather good. i like the A-lee-ba-ba thing. so freaking dumb and lame. i thinking of it still makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat like about 15 prawns. lols! the whole table all the girls dont want then all give me. wa lao. good man. the prawns super crunchy, dont even have to peel that kind leh. sit with girls better. haha. they more 'si wen'. the other side is all boys table and they like must 'snatch' the food here and there. obviously some people come our table and so bu ke qi the take the spoon and just like eat it up without saying anything. lols. lame lor. but anyway, the sotong we all dont want liao, so just take please. haha! the sotong is not crispy at like. outside eat one was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sohee got nominated as prom queen, cause she wear super like and she look good...obviously. she went up then must dance abit. i thought she wont do it. but! she, zai man. she dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i tio sabo go up as nominee. go up still must blow kisses and shake my butt. so damn embarrassing liao. lols. but fun lar the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the whole dinner continued and ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loiter outside the grand ballroom after that for a long long time. haha. decide to go butter factory because md. sultan rd there got alot of clubs. so even if butter factory full even can go other place. but we cant even find butter factory and the stupid taxi drivers all dont know where butter factory is. sent the class all over clarke quay. so we find one place to meet first. cause apparently, no one knows where exactly is butter factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i sit down, i thought got leaf on my shoe. but. so i went to sweep it of with my hand. then when i touch it. it was like sticky. i prayed it was mud, but when i smelled it. fuck, it's shit. wtf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! went to wash my hand with soap like a thousand times. luckily still got toilet or else i will die. i dont even know when i stepped on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around to find other club, and ended up in a retro bar. the music was not bad lar. (though it may sound like very short trust me i took us more then an hour or two. and i bet the girls legs are breaking liao.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank beer there, and fuck. i hated beer. i prefer like vodka those kind. but i was the best option as there things there all over priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later walked to mac but the top no air con, so went outside there to sack. very windy and comfortable. talk cock there and later went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed and sleep. fuck. i love my bed. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload the photos once people send me those. im too lazy to bring cam and thanks to those who brought cam. you're the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2113124799010123249?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2113124799010123249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2113124799010123249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2113124799010123249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2113124799010123249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom-night.html' title='Prom night'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4673099813313380943</id><published>2008-12-01T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:07:11.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i just cant believe how much i spent for that fucking prom, after talking to alvin mich and jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirt - 78&lt;br /&gt;pants - 59&lt;br /&gt;tie - 29&lt;br /&gt;shoe - 49&lt;br /&gt;belt - 30&lt;br /&gt;tickets - 90&lt;br /&gt;cut and dye - 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total : 379&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. wad im i doing??! @#$&amp;amp;^(*%*%&amp;amp;(%!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i spent without noticing.&lt;br /&gt;im a real fucker. i promise no more new clothes for new year. i promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone has to fucked it all up. dont wish to know who's that dumb ass nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe myself and now i cant even wear that damn shirt shirt so expensive. 78!! topman have to make it worse by launching 50% off 2nd piece promotion. for your info and for my shame, i bought shirt, pants ans tie from topman! wtf am i think, im not a fucking ambassador. im like fucking tio pawn and own by them. wth am i thinking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me. Im like spending money like water. HOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4673099813313380943?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4673099813313380943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4673099813313380943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4673099813313380943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4673099813313380943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/fucking-prom.html' title='Fucking prom'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7944889536510176635</id><published>2008-11-27T00:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:59:16.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame hh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, nothing to post so decide to post something fucking lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my chat with hh. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;when that noob kwek coming b&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;30&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;noob shit lar he&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;he buy clothes le mah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;no leh&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna wait for him&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;cause&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;he like ask me to email him the photos of clothes we wearing&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;we organise a shoppng outing on monday instead la&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;want&lt;br /&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;i working lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;for kwek de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;kwek so big meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;ok la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;he;s just another laem duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;bigger den ur dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;*lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THH says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck you&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hong hao is fucking sick, there's only porn in his dirty eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another chat with huijie. Freaking lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;im so kind i cant believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;eh ur hse is really 1 room??&lt;br /&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;is ur hall big?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;yar, only 1-room flat. lols&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;wad you think?&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;its really 1-room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;one of the games we were thinking of is musical chairs. ur hse big enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;i tell you dont complain right&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe can play at my corridor, its bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;sry not complaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;lame lar&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;hougagn where got 1-room flat de&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;i just now told you got balcony rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;walao ai!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;how i noe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;{ħǖI Jĩe} says:&lt;br /&gt;that means got space to play games can alr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Gabriel] says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could she fall for this. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7944889536510176635?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7944889536510176635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7944889536510176635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7944889536510176635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7944889536510176635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/lame-hh.html' title='lame hh'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1546943776357740346</id><published>2008-11-21T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:22:14.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The chalet was expectantly fun. Seems to be not much of a difference between last year's except, there is more interaction with the guys and girls. and alot more crappy things. lols. makes me wanna laugh. seems to be a great escape from my family problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was the not-so-fun day. we did normal stuff that werent really fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day that alot more to it. We when to the Escape, and had lots of fun. The pirate ship was the best i guess. the viking went up so high, it feels as though im flying out. lols. it is not like i never go for more scary rides than the viking (which seems to appear it almost all theme parks), but it is that i havent go to such places for the longest time. most importantly, i went there with people who are great. great company makes a whole lot of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up for the day (or should i say night) was 'blind mice', Cheryl's game. ASk her to explain and she said things like, 'no!!!dont ask me', 'why you all want to play such a lame game'. Haha! Seriously, make me laugh till now! She came up with the idea and now wants to drop it. lols. damn freaking lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the blind mice, something really really funny happen. lols. weliang fell down. no! thats not the funny part, the funny thing was that after he fell down with all the noise like "bing bang.....blah blah...." than he shouted, "ah!!" or something like that. Wa lao, i tell you. it was so bloody funny that i fell to the ground and started laughing till i got stomach cramp. freaking classic! i cant think of a person who didnt laugh! wa lao damn lame shit lor! than later when someone caught him, he ran away and all of us was like looking at him, i dunno that he didnt realised he got tapped (meaning he got caught) or what, but when we all look at him, he suddenly realised and shouted, "oh!". wtf! that the blind-folded catcher obviously know its him lor. lame shit!!!!! damn freaking lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play truth or dare with all the perverted shits like hh and chwee this type of people and if im not wrong, wjc came up with something really shitty too! lols. our class people needs to be less perverted. later play some games in groups then talk crap and all, and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle of the night like about 1-2 hours later, it started getting cold and i wake up to get my jacket in the room and realised that there was an empty bed! i was happy, and went to wash my face to get ready to sleep. clean up face with the towel outside the corridor. Then i heard some laughter from downstairs and so went to see. some were playing games at the girls room. so i went in to join and forgo sleeping. and im glad i did that. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because later this group of us went on a 'mission impossible'. we tip toe around the chalet holding only handphone (for lights, because the chalet was completely dark) and NAIL POLISH! lols! we ran around the chalet using handphone light and polish to paint nails of those who are asleep. lols! i think we started with jr because he was the closest to our room. lols. painted abit and annis painted the rest, cause i too slow. lols! i was so freaking scare he would wake up and kill me or something like that. He later woke up and we ran into our room. peeking from the slit of the door, i saw him standing up and looking into our direction. i like so fucking scare he would realise and maybe wake everyone up. that would destroy our plan. lols! but he went back to sleep. heng sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to upstairs to make the rest. Who all sleep like rocks except for ykm, who roll here who i think moved the most and scare us like shit. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went down and laugh in our room, deciding that painting their nails was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes mission two! lols. pouring snake powder on their hair. the smell was so strong and we were scared they would wake up. lols. covered their head with powder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We later went to sleep but i simply couldnt. thanks to hh the big fat pig, who took up half of my space after i went to get my wallet and handphone. when i lie down on that pathetic little small space, hh started laughing and talking to himself. wtf! scare the shit out of me! i sat up and hazel and john realise, and they that hh was sleep talking. lols! pig sia! and So went i heard the girls voices and opening the door i went out to see what happen. they were outside talking and that was went i realised the sky was already bright. as in , still dark but brightening up. Talked with them and soon the rest were awake. Only to realised they got painted. lols. their reaction was, NO REACTION. wa seh, lame lor. wasted our efforts. lols. but at least we had fun sneaking around and painting. lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed up and went for breakfast. and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the chalet, i actually wanted seek help to solve my problems. but decided not to, i dont want people to think that i am unfeeling and cold and it the end lose them. Something terrible happened and i seriously dont know how to solve it. It is not that i did something wrong but it was my reaction towards the problem that makes it all the more difficult to solve. But i shouldnt hand the dirty laundry in public. Its my problem and i have to solve it myself. i dont think anyone would want to solve it for me. hai, stop being emo for now cause the holidays are here and i want to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1546943776357740346?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1546943776357740346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1546943776357740346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1546943776357740346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1546943776357740346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2563888858178974282</id><published>2008-11-16T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:02:38.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equality and democracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America. " -Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from ykm blog. really inspired me to write a blog post. I shall write my subtly. in case i get a lawsuit. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the quote is about America being untied and all, but i came to me, a non-American as democracy and equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said by ykm, the power of democracy to have a race being discriminated for past centuries, being the president of the most powerful nation. Democracy has got real power. I wonder when will we become as democratic as we claimed to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to type "transparency" in yahoo search engine, i immediately found a source stating the Singapore was perceived to be the top 5 least corrupted country by the "Corruption Perceptions Index 2006" by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.transparency.org/policy_research/surveys_indices/cpi/2006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.transparency.org/policy_research/surveys_indices/cpi/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;. But when i type "media transparency" no information was provided. I can blow my head off now. BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in equality, everyone should have equal right, whether or not you are born into a family with palace or a ghetto. With or without political might. We all deserve the same power and rights. Why do some people have to work harder while other sit, open their mouth and food goes in? Why? Blame it on fate if you wish. But all this are not decided by us. We cannot choose who we want or dont want to be. So, all the more we should have equal rights for the things not decided my Fate (i prefer calling it that). If we do not even have that, some would be more disadvantage given that they were already being disadvantaged by Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat everyone equally. Is not that i dont support meritocracy. It is besides that. Some things cant change even if you were politically or economically powerful (although they are somewhat directly related), ok maybe they do. But those people deserved better. They deserve more than what they've got from people and Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simply disgusting to think that we cannot do anything about Fate. We try so hard to change everything, but something is just not within our ability to change. We deserve the rights to freedom and equality, but that just dont come easy. Time is the important key to change. But it is not on our side. Always. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Change We Need. Change the World Needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2563888858178974282?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2563888858178974282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2563888858178974282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2563888858178974282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2563888858178974282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/equality-and-democracy.html' title='Equality and democracy'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2517800592587746065</id><published>2008-11-15T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:15:55.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more paper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A's is going to end liao, after the physics paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year A level is super unpredictable. wa sia, damn guai lan. Before come to think of it, how i know the rest of the years are not as guai lan also? lols. i didnt even practice much. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to congratulate Barack Obama for his victory over the US presidential election. Wanted to do this but no mood cause of the A's. Im quite happy he won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is gaming like siao. I was playing com with gh and amos till 5am in the morning, unbelievable! lols. Its good the have some people playing the same thing, it gets less boring. lols. They never scold me for my unbelievably noob-ness. But just keep saying practice more then can liao. lols. thanks man. haha. i so fucking noob, i will get own any minute. lols. but its kinda fun playing with your friends. luckily got they all two that play the same game as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so amos coming online now and im going to play again. what a idiot, A level haven even ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2517800592587746065?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2517800592587746065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2517800592587746065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2517800592587746065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2517800592587746065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-paper.html' title='One more paper!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7652694309041501892</id><published>2008-11-11T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:18:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Econs and A's unofficially over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow marks a HISTORIC MOMENT in my life! ~~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;econs&lt;/span&gt; can go fuck itself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. seriously hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;econs&lt;/span&gt;. used to liked it when i first come in contact with it. but someone seriously made me hate it to the core of this world. i know its stupid, but i just cant help it. That fuck thinks too highly of itself. YES! itself! it thought that it is a psychic. "i know you are feeling it already", "I know you, i know your weakness". Hello? go fuck yourself. Who the hell you think you are? If you were so good, you will be a billionaire, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think you know how predictable you are. Please, do it away with the self confidence, you seriously need some self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, i will stop with the ranting, and do some serious work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOMORROW is the unofficial end of the A's! Anyone care to celebrate with me? lols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7652694309041501892?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7652694309041501892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7652694309041501892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7652694309041501892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7652694309041501892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/econs-and-as-unofficially-over.html' title='Econs and A&apos;s unofficially over!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1362618621816721683</id><published>2008-10-26T14:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:39:21.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diablo 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i cannot believe im doing this! But i must post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diablo 3 is coming out on 2009. hope before i go army. wa lao damn cool. i must buy! must buy!!!!! siao liao! diablo 2 was way cool. and this time im sure diablo 3 is gonna be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT WAIT! DIABLO rocks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching all the trailers and gameplay on youtube. wa lao. i think im gonna have a heart attack! lols. damn zai the graphics. wonder if my com can take it. the skills and class also... wa sia! I think got more class coming up, since only got 3 class now. The witch doctor and wizard is my pick, sure choose them if i play. wa!! talking about it makes me happy. lols. but so long than come out leh. wa sia. hai, if can come out on 19th November then good liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZMm-u1BpIV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZMm-u1BpIV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1362618621816721683?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1362618621816721683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1362618621816721683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1362618621816721683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1362618621816721683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/diablo-3.html' title='Diablo 3'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-794020540680098662</id><published>2008-10-18T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:18:05.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just cant take it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently read something. The world seem so sad, so sorrowful, so pain. I wonder if it would happen to me? I got to believe that there is always a reason for something to happen, it doesnt just happen to happen, it happen because it will make you stronger. I dont know if there's a god. I dont know if there isnt a god. I just dont know. I seem so ignorance about everything, the meaning to life, the reason for living, and the point of my existence. How i wish i could just disappear, into thin air. It is so difficult to be somebody that people wants you to be. I difficult to just blindly follow in the direction everyone else is going. I dont want to be the same, i dont want to be the normal typical crap piece of shit. But i dont want to be rejected, i dont want to fail. Why is life so difficult for me. If there is a god, why did he create me to be like this, why did he create me? Why? Why did he be something i dont want to be, why did he make who i am, but yet make me not accept myself like the way he created me to be. It is sad to know that you dont know where you will go, what your future holds. But of course, no one really know what their future holds. But at least they know what they want for their future. I wish i could have someone to talk to, but there just aint nobody. I wish you were that somebody, but i know you just aint. I dont know why am i typing this but i just want to type it. Maybe you will see me as an emo crap, but i will recover like i always do. I will recover, i will not be eliminated from this world. I will survive. I will do what it take to break free from all this nonsense. I will escape from here. When i grow up i will move away. i swear. i just cant take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-794020540680098662?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/794020540680098662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=794020540680098662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/794020540680098662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/794020540680098662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-cant-take-it.html' title='i just cant take it.'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4042160819803873264</id><published>2008-10-17T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:49:26.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stress building up from all my laziness, how i wish i could be motivated to just 50% of those people. I bet i can do well too. But, i just cant. My genes are not too good. lols. Should i just disappear from the face of this world? I think i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the lyrics of this song. The melody is also not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner,&lt;br /&gt;where I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna move&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard&lt;br /&gt;Got your picture in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Saying "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"&lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money&lt;br /&gt;They don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;What else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on&lt;br /&gt;when I'm still in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up&lt;br /&gt;and find that your missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;br /&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;br /&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd see me waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;on the corner of the street,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says "Son you cant sit here"&lt;br /&gt;I say there's someone I'm waiting for if its a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground,&lt;br /&gt;even if it rains or snows,&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind,&lt;br /&gt;this is the first place she will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up&lt;br /&gt;and find that your missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;br /&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;br /&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd see me waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;on the corner of the street,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy,&lt;br /&gt;thats waiting in on a girl&lt;br /&gt;Woooaah -oooh&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes,&lt;br /&gt;But a big hole in his world&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news,&lt;br /&gt;and you'd come running to the corner,&lt;br /&gt;Cause' you know its just to move you&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who cant be moved&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who cant be moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up,&lt;br /&gt;and find that your missing me,&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;br /&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;br /&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;and you'd see me waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;on the corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;so I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;(Cause' if one day you wake up,&lt;br /&gt;and find that your missing me,&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;br /&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;br /&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;and you'd see me waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;on the corner of the street)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag; I'm not gonna move&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4042160819803873264?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4042160819803873264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4042160819803873264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4042160819803873264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4042160819803873264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/script-man-who-cant-be-moved.html' title='The Script - The Man Who Can&apos;t Be Moved'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8176782587092762241</id><published>2008-10-10T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:17:14.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is graduation day! it's kinda sad to know that we might be going our separate way soon. Though my JC life is not perfect, there were many memories that are worth holding in my heart forever. The times i spent with you guys, is a gift of god. Although i still dont know who god is and where he is. We might be saying goodbyes soon, but you guys will stay in my heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we won the Golden Lion Award, many thanks to hh, yc and km for their hard work. It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took lots of photo, and hope i can get it without PAYING &lt;---LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i wanted to say sorry to jh. lols. i was asking for the people who usually take 101,82,70 to come take photo together, then later became NEL people, he came in then they like scold him extra. lols. all my fault. -.-. Then wm tio rape by all the guys, with jr help obviously can. Wm wanted to revenge by 'passing the love' to jr, then ask me, to do. wa lao! think i siao one meh? later him come 'pass' it back to me, then i will one whole piece drop out lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, very tired and moody because of my dreadful cough, flu and fever. Hai, hope to recover soon or ever my A's sure die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8176782587092762241?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8176782587092762241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8176782587092762241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8176782587092762241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8176782587092762241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation day'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5850812991114043179</id><published>2008-10-09T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:17:48.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whistle voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for people who dont know what's a whistle voice. Hope its high enough for you? lols. Its crazily high. Hope you tio stun gh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must watch till at least 0:40 then you will know, so dont just stop it at first, cause the starting part not as high. I meant comparatively to mariah carey of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXY3Ead7VIU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXY3Ead7VIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mariah carey whistle register&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling kinda sick now, hope i get better or else my A level sure screw up one. Sian. Listening to songs and singing to the tune makes me happy. If only life could be as joyful as singing, it would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to finish my unfinished chem test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes i wish my heart would just stop beating. There's just too much things i cant handle, too much things i'm uncertain about, too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5850812991114043179?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5850812991114043179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5850812991114043179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5850812991114043179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5850812991114043179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/whistle-voice.html' title='Whistle voice'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4269463264177254286</id><published>2008-10-07T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:18:50.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged 'quiz'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry yanchao, yours look too messy, so i took it from duck's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seems like the BOLD grey fonts is similar to the normal fonts so, i shall replace bold by yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;→ Change the font to red for anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;→ Bold the five that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;→ Copy to your blog, livejournal, xanga, wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;→ Tag 5 people from your friends list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY:Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH:Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL:Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE:Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:Fun to be with.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Secretive.&lt;/span&gt; Difficult to fathom and to be understood. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed.&lt;/span&gt; Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Easily consoled.&lt;/span&gt; Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Forgiving but never forgets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dislikes nonsensical&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;unnecessary things&lt;/span&gt;. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Treats others equally.&lt;/span&gt; Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Judges people through observations.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hardworking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No difficulties in studying.&lt;/span&gt; Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Easily hurt and takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST:Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER:Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER:Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER:Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not ask me why there isn't November on the list. And i tag, michelle, weesiong, john, guohao and ykm's yy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have "fun".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4269463264177254286?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4269463264177254286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4269463264177254286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4269463264177254286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4269463264177254286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-quiz.html' title='Tagged &apos;quiz&apos;'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5465773568944339281</id><published>2008-09-25T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:05:23.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims, 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i pass my prelims, even if dont count econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been passing gp for a long time now, since promos. lols. the essay i still dont get it. why i so lousy. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hope the malaysia trip will be successful. hope people will not "all talk no action". yar. always got people like that. damn sian. only know how to talk, cant blame those people, cause thats the only thing they can do? lols. luckily our class not alot. maybe one of them is me?!??! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to strive hard, cause what the future holds for me is too unimaginable. i dont think anyone really know what i mean by this. well. i hope i cant say it one day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5465773568944339281?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5465773568944339281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5465773568944339281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5465773568944339281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5465773568944339281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/prelims-2.html' title='prelims, 2'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3999335663520086501</id><published>2008-09-23T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:24:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My prelims, were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i improved on my maths and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;physics&lt;/span&gt;, and chem slightly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deproved&lt;/span&gt; though the grades remain constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the grades were D-D-E, from D-E-S, respectively. (Chem-Maths-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Phy&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my H1 will do as i expect, well least a pass. I know i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; deserve that considering the effort put in by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting here&lt;br /&gt;For you to call me&lt;br /&gt;For you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;That everything’s a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting here&lt;br /&gt;In this rainfall&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so small&lt;br /&gt;This dream was not suppose to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sorry now&lt;br /&gt;For the pain I caused you&lt;br /&gt;Wont you please forgive&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want me anymore&lt;br /&gt;There’s a sign on your door&lt;br /&gt;No vacancy, just emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Without your love&lt;br /&gt;I’m homeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this cold&lt;br /&gt;I’m walking aimless&lt;br /&gt;Feeling helpless&lt;br /&gt;Without a shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;Missing your touch&lt;br /&gt;And the bed that used to be so warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sorry now&lt;br /&gt;For the pain I caused you&lt;br /&gt;Wont you please forgive&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want me anymore&lt;br /&gt;There’s a sign on your door&lt;br /&gt;No vacancy, just emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Without your love&lt;br /&gt;I’m homeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, My baby&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want me anymore&lt;br /&gt;There’s a sign on your door&lt;br /&gt;No vacancy, just emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Without your love&lt;br /&gt;I’m homeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it wont work out, but i just want to cling on to the last glimpse of hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3999335663520086501?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3999335663520086501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3999335663520086501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3999335663520086501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3999335663520086501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/prelims.html' title='Prelims'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4641941419449679907</id><published>2008-09-13T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:38:32.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just stand up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Found a song! It's the song of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE POWER HOUSE! except miley cyrus. -.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey, Beyoncé, Mary J. Blige, Rihanna, Fergie, Sheryl Crow, Melissa Etheridge, Natasha Bedingfield, Miley Cyrus, Leona Lewis, Carrie Underwood, Keyshia Cole, Leann Rimes, Ashanti and Ciara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARIAH CAREY, LEONA LEWIS AND CARRIE UNDERWOOD really good. hear their voice already know is them. especially leona lewis, mariah carey started singing at the end only. but once she start singing! WOW! blow your mind! she is the most powerful of them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. dont forget the motive of the song. JUST STAND UP for Cancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while, just stand up to Prelims. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4641941419449679907?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4641941419449679907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4641941419449679907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4641941419449679907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4641941419449679907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-stand-up.html' title='Just stand up!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3443773050154533205</id><published>2008-08-18T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:22:31.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leona Lewis - Bridge Over Troubled Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A MUST watch video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXTcUHnl6MQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXTcUHnl6MQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Leona Lewis - Bridge Over Troubled Water &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leona lewis is my new idol! ok, not very new. but she is really powerful, with a mature voice. not some childish voice new wjc's idol. sorry. but her voice is cute?? ===&gt; childish, go sing nursery rhymes? lols. sorry. i know you are gonna kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3443773050154533205?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3443773050154533205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3443773050154533205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3443773050154533205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3443773050154533205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/leona-lewis-bridge-over-troubled-water.html' title='Leona Lewis - Bridge Over Troubled Water'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3261273490778520067</id><published>2008-08-16T20:40:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:52:42.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore won!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday was fucked up. kena scolded for nothing. ask us discuss then discuss liao tio scold. wth! what kind of world is this? but scolding people boost her ego? maybe she thinks that accusations are fun? maybe she is just having pms? maybe. whatever the case, i would have walked out of the class if my EQ was equivalent to that thing. anyway, was very unhappy but thought i would let such a thing to destroy my day. i have never been scolded by any teacher since primary 4. wtf! i've always have been good. i may be talkative, but i know the limits. especially when you see a black face person, who is going to explode blood into your face any moment. that thing is one of the worst, nono...the worst of all in this PROFESSION. i repeat this is a PROFESSION. and i respect that enough not to walk out on anything. i but, I AM HUMAN TOO! -.-. sounds familiar? yar. i have my limits. maybe. maybe. i will just walk out one day, like i have never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dont she think, that people dont get motivated by her, why are people not listening, why is she so hated by many people, people including other classes. if it's just me, i got nothing to say. but it is alot of people. so if you are reading this and think of sue-ing me for slander or whatever crap. please reflect before you do that. ask around, and you will see if you're well-liked? doubt so. unless, you look them in the eyes, ask with your usual tone, 'im i well like?...!' maybe you will get a satisfactory answer. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now something to cheer about, singapore got own medal, ok not get but at least a silver is guaranteed. woohoo. not bad for the table tennis team. you all did singapore proud! thats great! anyway "watch" the match on guo hao's TOUCH. damn exciting lar. when singapore WON the whole class practically gone nuts and started screaming. ok maybe not all, but at least the group of us whp is anticipating the results. but others prefer not to cheer about it? dunno why? singapore win not good meh? i want the whole school to know! singapore won the korea! woohoo! great job. (this is not an angry tone as some of you may misread. rather, it is a question. a sincere question.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:54;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGAPORE WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3261273490778520067?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3261273490778520067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3261273490778520067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3261273490778520067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3261273490778520067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-was-fucked-up.html' title='singapore won!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7819542200964016049</id><published>2008-08-12T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:41:33.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The prelims are coming soon, and im starting to feel the heat from all the shit i have done this past two years. Feel like dying from all the unprepare-ness. Especially maths and phy, feel like im gonna screw up my life this life, not so lucky as PSLE and the O's. Can tell from my chinese grades that my luck is depleting rapidly. Shit man. Dunno what i should do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Sunday celebrated li xuan birthday. As usual, i feel like the three of us like to isolate ourself. Not that we want to, it wasnt deliberate. Anyway, had fun meet up with you guys, shall put up the pics once i receive them? dont know if i can get it since people are all so busy mugging, except me, the fucker. the loser. the ultimate procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the Olympics, gymnastics, swimming, badminton, synchronised diving, beach volleyball. I didnt really watch the Olympics before, this year i watched the most. I was TOTALLY amazed/stunned/shocked by the gymnasts. At first i saw the men's gymnasts, and was amazed by their strength, precision, accuracy, balance and style. But when i saw the girls, i cant close my jaws! They were superb. They flip and turn and twist like nobody's business. With perfect balance and everytime. -.-lll WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the synchronised diving. Guo jing jing is freaking imba! Thats why she won 2 golds in Athens and 1 gold in Sydney during the past Olympics. Freaking imba! Badminton was also great. The people smash like free one. and their reflex is damn zai. beach volleyball was ok only, not really amazing or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway great job to TAO LI! woohoo! i think she came in 5th? if im not wrong. anyway. during this Olympics she break the asian record. im proud for her! didnt expect her to be that great. and hope li jiawei can bring back something this time, Athens was a real disappointment. Anyway, tao li is going to be my new singapore idol athlete! zai bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to do my pq now. Bye guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7819542200964016049?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7819542200964016049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7819542200964016049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7819542200964016049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7819542200964016049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/prelims.html' title='Prelims'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1567997921140740072</id><published>2008-08-06T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:17:56.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>subway, badminton open</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;quite long never post liao. today quite happy cause school got to eat subwaycookies. wa lao. damn nice, i love subway cookies. I want to thank sohee for helping order even though i didnt pick up her call. heng man. cause next week monday holiday, dont think can order. i also want to thank adeline for exchanging with me the cookies and selling me one more, though she not alot. lols. thanks people! SUBWAY COOKIES ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today badminton open, weihan and jieyang quite zai bo. see them play. luckily never play or else sure tio own de. lols. as most of you know, i actually suppose to play but didnt cause something happen. feel quite sorry for my partner at first, but later thought of it, the reason he gave me was really quite lame, so didnt really felt sorry anymore. even the very sick john came down to practice. hai, dont want say anymore. quite happy didnt participate, physics and chem remedial seem to benefit me more. playing with the class with good enough. even the 'say cannot play' de wjc also improve damn alot. the badminton craze is taking over. first soccer, then bball, now badminton. damn guai lan lar our class. always exam then play, go die lar. we all die liao. must mug people! wth, seem quite impossible for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to do sgc liao. or should i do maths or chem? dunno, go bathe first then talk. good luck typing the SGC. -.-lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1567997921140740072?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1567997921140740072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1567997921140740072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1567997921140740072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1567997921140740072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/subway-badminton-open.html' title='subway, badminton open'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3242086648839117944</id><published>2008-08-02T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:36:54.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0713 forum cont'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the forum really damn crappy! lols. thanks yanchao for creating it. and getting me addicted to all that shit in there! lols. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i when to look at the lyrics of us against the world, that time junhong introduce to me. hear the first time is nice. but never really super like lar. so stop hearing cause got more addictive songs. lols. then today went to look at the lyrics and the song goes through my head. i think im addicted to the song. super nice. lols. westlife songs all damn nice. another one is IN THIS LIFE. also very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today went to play badminton at toa payoh east i think, lols. dont really now toa payoh well. so yar. damn near jieyang's house. so good lar. anyway, late again, shit man! i always late and this time is because i keep crapping in the forum, that never look at time. shit. anyway quite fun and saw some really damn pro people, one of them is jieyang's friend. super zai. all the people smack that zai, reflex is like GODLIKE. hope i as pro as them. lols. dreaming man. lols. later went mac to eat and read one sentence of quantum 3 and went home. -.-. the rest stayed to study. i too tired liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gotta do some work now. bye guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3242086648839117944?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3242086648839117944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3242086648839117944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3242086648839117944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3242086648839117944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/0713-forum-cont.html' title='0713 forum cont&apos;'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7344570195704022441</id><published>2008-07-27T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:52:45.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0713 forum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://0713forum.invisionplus.net/?mforum=0713forum&amp;amp;act=idx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;0713 forum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;all 0713 people and register!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its full of crap. Especially the 4 word game. its super lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comments on the forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The no double posting rule is super lame! -.-. Yes. The thing about spamming and irritating others is still accpetable. But the one about achieving higher post counts is... LAME! SUPER LAME! Who cares about such nonsense. Will get a prize? No right so.? Its lame. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, its great. good job ykm, assuming you form the forum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7344570195704022441?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7344570195704022441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7344570195704022441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7344570195704022441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7344570195704022441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/0713-forum.html' title='0713 forum'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-636299126123165604</id><published>2008-07-26T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:57:14.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, yesterday was my 18th birthday. Ya! -.-. Can drink alcohol? Go clubbing? But all this time seem like only after the A's than can get to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all want to thank all those who have wished me happy birthday and lots of other stuffs. Ya. Be it by text or personally. Yes i get it weimin, we are on the same level now. Erm...who is not? Erm...i think..wei...wei.. something i forgot. Anyway, i want to thank someone who has send a text most different from all, dont know whether real or not, lols, joking, but the text tell me that she appreciate me for who i am. Thanks, michelle. lols. its you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class celebrated three birthdays together. Adeline, Sohee and me! lols. I took the picture from ykm blog. Hope you dont mind, i didnt ask. Cause i know you will say, i took it without stating it's yours. -.-. So yar. So if you mind, shoot me. P.S. with a gun. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226948765108747458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5J7-IZoXOw/SInaNVN5PMI/AAAAAAAABVI/ZZQDK_86Tgo/s320/2008-07-25_1435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The class or mostly the guys bought me shades, thanks guys. Till now i dont really know who share the present, chwee, gh, jh, wjc and maybe hazel. So can you guys tell me who share. So i can thank them. Thanks, i appreciate the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out to eat with my family to celebrate my birthday. I love the food. Yar, thanks. Oh and thanks for the hong bao. This year one rather fat. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for my all boring 18th birthday. Cant really celebrate. too many work to be done. Yar. lols. anyway, thanks to all who made it more meaningful. I will make the 21st the best of all. 18th, is already over. Sad. Im getting older. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-636299126123165604?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/636299126123165604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=636299126123165604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/636299126123165604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/636299126123165604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/18th-birthday.html' title='18th Birthday'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5J7-IZoXOw/SInaNVN5PMI/AAAAAAAABVI/ZZQDK_86Tgo/s72-c/2008-07-25_1435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8055964705833011242</id><published>2008-07-21T21:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:53:01.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone say, "do you prefer to be seen as a class with 2% pass or 98% fail". I was quite disturbed by this. Not by the results (because nearly 75% of the cohort fail if not for moderation, even so, i think 50% of them failed, including myself), but by what the person want us to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, i saw a quote by another person, "Why do some people always insist on looking at their results as 1/4 empty rather than 3/4 full?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this time i really got to write something, if not i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, is there a real difference. Yes, there is a COMPARATIVE difference, but not a ABSOLUTE difference. So what? Is not like we are trying to trade the failures or what right? So why go on and live in self denial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try saying to your parents, "hey mum i've got a 30% pass in my test. isnt that fantastic? i pass ok?" and your mum will go like, "what the..." with her blood boiling or something. And you roll your eyes and talk in extreme frustration,"listen up bitch, its like a perception kind of thing here. this is the way we should think in the new era. not for old people. get it...doubt so...". Next moment you might be in paris or maybe pasir ris. Whatever the case, perception is not important here. The important thing is know where you stand and work from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in self denial sure helps right? NO IT DOESNT! wake up idiots (relax, its not you, or is it?), its like Newton saying i ALMOST found out why the apple drop on my head. -.-. ALMOST? What do you mean by almost, P.S. it means you havent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perception does help one sometimes. Maybe you are very ugly BUT your perception is like i am just not beautiful. Maybe it will boost your confidence. Helps right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, dont live in self denial unless it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what people want to see things as, is really none of my business. Seriously. But when you try to enforce your own individual perceptive on others, thats WRONG! P.S. try spreading Nazism in germany and racial tension in singapore. Ok, i know these are the extremes, but seriously, why do you want people to think your way. Does it lead to the betterment of the human race? Obviously not. Can you grow one more piece of meat and sell it for money. No you cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... looking results as 1/4 empty rather than 3/4 full? Is that a question? or is that a disguised order for a change. I seriously cant tell, can i? Anyway if that person really had that results, there's really not point arguing with such a freak, because that person results already 'A' liao, look somemore can get 'A*"? NO! But thats beside the point. What you want others to see may not be what they want to see, LEAVE THEM ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, leave people alone unless they are a threat to your safety or could potentially lead to the destruction of civilisation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN YOUR EYES BIG BIG AND LOOK. P.S. i did not call for a debate and this post is not plan to target any individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8055964705833011242?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8055964705833011242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8055964705833011242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8055964705833011242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8055964705833011242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/denial.html' title='denial'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-849620272985959430</id><published>2008-07-19T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:13:46.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leona Lewis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Was watching youtube, came around LEONA LEWIS on X-Factor. In case you dont know what is X-Factor, the X Factor is a television music talent show in UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all might have already heard her ABSOLUTELY AMAZING "bleeding love" and "better in time", some might have heard her version of "i will be". She is awesome! Her vocals are unmatchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but her songs in her album doesn't really showcase the power in her voice, or you all might not have hear the power in her voice. Well if you really want to know how powerful is LEONA, watch the video below. It will blow you away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYq51e-Pc74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYq51e-Pc74&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-849620272985959430?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/849620272985959430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=849620272985959430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/849620272985959430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/849620272985959430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/leona-lewis.html' title='Leona Lewis'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5642489639688589239</id><published>2008-07-13T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:08:45.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted whole weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went out today to buy the damn ink for printer, sucks man. The printer head block or something. I did something dumb to it to unblock it, end up destroy the whole cartridge. Hai. sian. I bloody hate my printer it sucks! I need a new one! Hope JC quick finish then can get rid of all those printing, fucked up man. I hate printing, cause my printer sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later went to buy jeans at Fox. Yeah man, i got another pair of jeans. Later went east coast to eat, ate alot, the food quite nice. Now is like 12am liao, better go do some work, i think i do half hour go sleep liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like i wasted the whole weekend, shit i need to studying liao. 7 weeks more damn sian. I want to get ABBB. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5642489639688589239?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5642489639688589239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5642489639688589239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5642489639688589239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5642489639688589239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/wasted-whole-weekend.html' title='Wasted whole weekend'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4684198806513228003</id><published>2008-07-09T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:37:33.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>junhong's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;First things first. i want to wish JUNHONG HAPPY BIRTHDAY. p.s. it's not belated. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry i forgot your birthday if you dont already know, from those super big mouth people. Im guilty enough already still keep saying me. that includes you guohao. yes you. dont open your eyes BIG BIG! is you tell her de. wtf. sian 1/2. haha. so you better not tell anyone what happen. or i will screw you! erm...maybe not, i will ask someone to screw you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just wanna say i didnt do it on purpose. if there is something i am good at, the last would be remembering birthdays. I took 15++ years to remember the exact date of my mum's birthday. (hope mum's not reading this). Although i know mum's at august, the exact day, i took 15++ years to remember. (p.s. my mum's birthday is one day after national day. like thats not significant enough). Pathetic. I dont remember anyone's birthday, except sohee's. lols. -.-. I just cant get the dates in my bloody head. i suck. and i know that. lols. i will try my best to remember people's birthday from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if i forgot about your birthday, that doesnt mean i dont give a shit about it. cause i give a shit about my mum's birthday. And obviously my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that birthday should be celebrated and that friends should remember them, but sorry, i just cant be your typical friend. I hope the constant friendship worth more than just a mere birthday wish. Sorry. lols. Super guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. someone remind me of the next birthday, thanks. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4684198806513228003?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4684198806513228003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4684198806513228003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4684198806513228003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4684198806513228003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/junhongs-bday.html' title='junhong&apos;s bday'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-788059039798884739</id><published>2008-07-08T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:26:18.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Got back my MYE results. Quite happy considering what i expected. Chem-D. Maths-E. Phy-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this time got no U. lols!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think i should start to study real hard. Actually i dont really give a damn about what people think of me. I want to get my grades. To those whose detest mugger are actually really lame and kind of like losers. Because you dont have the determination to study, you condemn those who have the determination to. (p.s. but of course there are people who are condemn not only because they mug.). Im not suggesting that im not guilty of this, because I know I am guilty. but currently, I hope i will not do this again. Because I feel that only cowards do that. Don't why I suddenly feel this but it is really weird. I just cant understand why the people goes around condemning what is natural and what we are supposed to do. Of course that includes myself. Maybe we are just scared that people will be better than us, that they will overtake us, and we will not survive in the competition. We dont like anything that will threaten our survivor. Maybe all this is part of human nature. Survivor of the fittest. If we can't beat them by potential, we beat them by another way, to weaken their chance of survivor in another form of way. If we were to step back and think a little more. Maybe, maybe we wont find it so difficult to accept people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying that we have to study like 24/7. But at least study. Haha, really weird coming from a student, which suggest our main poirity is to study. Anither weird thing is that this is coming from a D,E,S-student. lols. Anyway thats just my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun studying people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-788059039798884739?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/788059039798884739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=788059039798884739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/788059039798884739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/788059039798884739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/mye-results.html' title='MYE results'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7622728817653211615</id><published>2008-07-07T17:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:48:51.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of 4-7 july.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;last friday night went to xiang yi's house. did some really crazy stuffs. i think i totally lost my mind. lols. sleep till next morning about 9 or 10 i think. then went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to slept after that. then wake up to go doctor to see my knee. he say cannot run fast. start slow, then increase speed, see how it goes. sian. then later went jie's house-warming. the place was better than expected. super nice. the deco, good good. two thumbs up. the food was not bad, especially liked the black pepper sotong. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that went to compass point to make my specs, abit bended again. sian. and i finally got my disposable contacts! yeah! lols. was like sitting around in the shop, then told the auntie doreen i want daily contacts. she like bo chap at first, then dunno why like got some business strategy, with the package and all. my younger brother got two box, and my too. yeah man! thanks mum and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning went to eat at near bugis there, then bought kor's motorcycle helmet. then went amk hub while my mum and brother went to cut hair. saw hazel and eunice, haha, they look so tired. because they were promoting something. lols. then dont want to buy from you all lor. lols. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later went orchard to buy kor's book. and bought some cooking book, buy 4 at price of 3. my mum want to make new dishes. anyway one of them is on making brownies, and another on cookies, then the rest is my mum's de. i force my younger brother choose the books on brownies and cookies. since his dream to to be a chef, lols. i sure help you taste the brownies and cookies first. lols. you make, i eat!!! hope the ice cream brownie will be up soon. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got some early birthday hong bao from my parents. lols. i need a new wallet. lols. yeah man! went to eat some thai food after that. i like that place, cheap and taste freaking good! i like the fried cuttlefish. with the sauce, it's like...WTH!! damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway was searching youtube for marie digby, than later end up at Esmee Denters youtube page. i think you all should have heard of marie digby, but not the latter? i dont know. but her voice is like GODLIKE! OWNING! freaking good. i think chuen hwee will like it. lols. it's damn power! freaking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put it below and im sure you all will open your eyes big big! personally prefer Emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2uxg144UOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2uxg144UOw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emotions by Destiny's Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F3uXltabpns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F3uXltabpns&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No One by Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7622728817653211615?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7622728817653211615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7622728817653211615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7622728817653211615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7622728817653211615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/summary-of-4-7-july.html' title='summary of 4-7 july.'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7773795389497822923</id><published>2008-07-04T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:29:00.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today went to play badminton. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; late again, as usual. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. I woke up at 9.30. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bishan&lt;/span&gt; about 11.05am like that. Had fun, cause i so long never play badminton again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting played with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weihan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;weiliang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jieyang&lt;/span&gt;. Damn cock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. Funny, keep doing stupid stuffs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. Later switch, and played and played. Fun man. Then later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jieyang&lt;/span&gt; came to join. Teach me how to smack, wow. I learn quite long. but still not good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;, of course. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ty&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jieyang&lt;/span&gt;. I finally know how to smack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later had pepper lunch express. Waited till i grow beard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;... Damn long.!!! But, no matter what pepper lunch was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went home with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ykm&lt;/span&gt;, taking 55.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it wont work, so i shall not get to close.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7773795389497822923?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7773795389497822923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7773795389497822923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7773795389497822923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7773795389497822923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/badminton.html' title='Badminton'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3902606310528761891</id><published>2008-06-27T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:24:14.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will make this a short one. Really need to study my normal distribution. Fuck, i dont know what im doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today physics was like...HOLY SHIT MAN. lols. hopefully all the force question can get correct. And let me scrape pass everything. Fuck, feel like im losing my life. Maybe myself, i'll lose myself. I feel it. Fuck. Really shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to study but something is always stopping me from studying. Like what im doing now. See, i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to pull through this, for a better life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3902606310528761891?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3902606310528761891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3902606310528761891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3902606310528761891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3902606310528761891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/short-post.html' title='Short post'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3770915447832713171</id><published>2008-06-23T22:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:59:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is maths paper 1. Really shitty. Dont want to talk too much about it. Later people say this and that, full of shit. I cant even say what i want to say. lols. i dont mind actually. Cause there's shit to talk about in this paper. Hopefully paper 2 can pull me up, to at least a pass. Fuck, i feel so god damn lousy. I need to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise my blog the song all quite peaceful. lols. Feel like putting songs i like. I really like Rihanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;A little bit more of me, faith and hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3770915447832713171?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3770915447832713171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3770915447832713171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3770915447832713171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3770915447832713171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/maths.html' title='Maths'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6639896459737560115</id><published>2008-06-21T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:07:50.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big cockroach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, something happen. Haha, maybe not surprising to most of you but to me is...ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was using the computer, and watching some youtube stuffs, suddenly, i saw something, i freak out. Cause it really shocked me. lols. A cockroach slightly or maybe more than slightly bigger than my thumb was crawling beside my speaker, which is really close to the mouse i was holding...-.-. Its one of the biggest cockroach i have seen in my life! lols. Its legs like hairy hairy one. Wa lao, the thought of it make me puke. lols. Then i realised, i've gotta catch it, CAUSE NO ONE IS AT HOME!!! lols. i hurry to the kitchen to get some newspaper, so i wouldnt lose it. I ran there and back, and luckily it was still there, i move my computer and mouse and speakers really slowly, and i mean really. lols. I was surprised it didnt move at all. Its so freaking big!!! When there was space for me to crash it, i...BANG!!! I hold really tight down to the newspaper, to make sure it cant escape. But when i brought the newspaper up, it was not there. And yes, i did squeezed the newspaper...-.-. I was so scared that it would fly, fly around like those stereotype big cockroaches would. And maybe fly into my mouth while screaming, lols. So comical, lols. BUT it didnt. lols. it run behind my computer and got stuck at a dead end, i didnt fly, didnt climb up the wall. ONE REALLY WEIRD COCKROACH. It was like limbing because i think i injure its hind legs. lols. it crawl in a weird way. Then i move everything again. AND...BANG!!! Haha! This time i hold really really tight down and in additon, i press down the side really hard to make sure that it has NO WAY OUT! HAHA! I WIN!! lols! i FUCKING caught the bloody BIG cockroach! VICTORY! When holding it down my hands were trembling, cause i was so nervous. lols. I quickly crash the newspaper and ran to the kitchen to dumb it down the rubbish chute. i sigh for relief, lols. I never catch a cockroach before to be honest. yaya! whatever you might say. i dont care. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the MYE would be like that bloody cockroach, BANG! and die. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6639896459737560115?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6639896459737560115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6639896459737560115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6639896459737560115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6639896459737560115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-cockroach.html' title='Big cockroach'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-140601181331290616</id><published>2008-06-20T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:35:33.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went studying in school for quite a few days now. No more work can replace the time i lost during the first three weeks. But, nevertheless, i still need to study, thats why im need here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not so much worried for my mid years, but rather, i am worried for my A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted far too much time pondering over stuff of least importance to me now. Maybe this is a phase of my life i need to go through before i can set my thoughts straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my thoughts are straight now. Well, at least i know what i should and should not do. Whats good for me and whats not. Sometime life brings much surprises to you, sometimes, its not what you expected, not what you want. But you gonna accept that, because its your life. You cant change it not matter how much you try to, and thats when you realise you have got to accept it. But is it all that easy to embrace it. Obviously it is not. Maybe after overcoming all this, you become what you are, or rather become what makes you a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a straight path, there's some turns, some crossroads, some hill, some bridges and most of all there are checkpoints. When you reach the checkpoint of your life, you must ask yourself, is this what you want. Sometimes, it not. People say life's a one way journey. But, i believe that sometimes, there is a godsend U-turn. Go back to where you were, and make everything better. But what if there isnt? Thats when you are stuck in the phase of your life you cant seem to escape. Maybe you will wait for some rescue truck, maybe you decide to stay at that point, or maybe you take a chance to go against the traffic flow to make things better. But, you might crash, or you might make it. Thats all part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose, you decide. And for me, i will wait for the correct time to make a turn, but until then, i will just take the path everyone's taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like someone who knows shit about life is talking about it. What an irony. If only i knew which path was best for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-140601181331290616?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/140601181331290616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=140601181331290616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/140601181331290616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/140601181331290616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/study-and-life.html' title='Study and life'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5491088350346356814</id><published>2008-06-13T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:29:34.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin's Birthday pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally got time to upload the pics from alvin's birthday. Here they are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Alvin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Seem happy? lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;4 hum, i miss you guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The guai lan people. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa129/icyflarex/100_0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The cake was delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish i could go back to sec4. no worries, i miss all the people there. Should meet up more often. I love talking crap with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sian now, i cant get to work, i keep procastinating. im sick of it. i seriously need help. i so bloody screwed, someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5491088350346356814?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5491088350346356814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5491088350346356814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5491088350346356814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5491088350346356814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-got-time-to-upload-pics-from.html' title='Alvin&apos;s Birthday pics'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1331230862527033907</id><published>2008-06-11T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:21:42.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. for people who are sensitive to study matters, PLEASE LEAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do at home. Roting away. Shit man. I totally screwed, i havent even started anything. Hai, whole holiday, the only thing i learn was GP! OMG! And GP paper is like long over! SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt something, procrastinating doesnt help at all! BUT thats my main characteristic. HOW HOW?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could just skip this period of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, this is a test. A test, before i enter the next phase of my life. Much happiness awaiting in front of me.? I certainly hope so. Cause alot is going through my head now. Not only studies. These things cant just get out of my head like i want them to. Cause it doesnt happen in reality. Im trying to cope with it. Maybe once i accept it, i will become a better person. All the way man. Screw all those fuckers out there. If you think you know me, think twice. No one knows who i am, cause i dont even know it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not an emo post. Im a happy person. And you know im telling the truth. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1331230862527033907?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1331230862527033907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1331230862527033907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1331230862527033907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1331230862527033907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6645320610657688191</id><published>2008-06-09T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:45:48.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin's Birthday and SoT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday went to celebrate Alvin birthday with the usual people. lols. Talk alot of rubbish and crap. Got some really interesting and i mean REALLY INTERESTING news. lols. damn funny. laugh like mad. lols. I miss you guys (inclusive of you girls.-.-. of course). Damn funny. Ate fish and co. new york fish and chip. If i remembered the name correctly. not bad, quite nice. Never bought anything for alvin, except for the cake, so guilty. Yar, xiang yi then suggested to treat alvin, so i chip in lor. lols. So feel not so bad. lols. i suck at being a friend. forgive me. Later went balcony, drank a shot (brain tumor) then went home, as i got class at bugis at 9am today. Must go clubbing on xiang yi's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the pics when i've got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up at 7.20, left house at about 7.55am, as amos say he will be late. Reach station at about 8.05-8.15 like that, yar, after buying bread. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crash course at SoT, was SO FUCKING GOOD! I havent even heard of those methods of answering before! Omg. What if i didnt go.? I totally cant imagine. Heng man. Really worth the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be happy. i must be happy. i am happy. Leave those thing behind, sweep them off your shoulder, stand tall. No one can decide how i want to live my life, i've got the ultimate power to control it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6645320610657688191?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6645320610657688191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6645320610657688191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6645320610657688191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6645320610657688191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/alvins-birthday-and-sot.html' title='Alvin&apos;s Birthday and SoT'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3646496778241108593</id><published>2008-06-02T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:57:14.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSS shopping and 128km bike rally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally back to the blog. Hai. Wanted to talk about that day went shopping with the guys, yar. Quite fun lah, keep crapping only nia. Bought some stuffs, not alot though. But not too bad too. Yar really wanted to buy a pair of shades, but i got no daily contact lens, as a matter of fact, i have no contacts, yar. Wear shades like not too bad, maybe will buy one for prom, if the rest of the class buy it. Whole class wear go, steady sia. Chuen was trying to look like a moron by wearing red shades. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/SEQIMGfF5NI/AAAAAAAAABE/pUs5RbYZ7Bc/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207296073139610834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/SEQIMGfF5NI/AAAAAAAAABE/pUs5RbYZ7Bc/s400/DSC01726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Left my wallet at topman after paying!! Luckily gh was behing me, and help me take. He was not very sure it was mine, he said something like, take first, if not yours then return. Actually he didnt really saw it too, it was at the corner. Luckily his plastic bag or something hit it, or something like that lar. Anyway, really want to thank him for that. That day went shopping, so brought quite a sum of money, yar. Damn heng, or else i totally screwed liao!! Sure die de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went for 128km bike rally yesterday! WOW! i cant even believe i completed it. At the second checkpoint my finger already numb, it was really bad. I cant really feel it, ok maybe can but like that numbness, feels very weird. Till now its still numb, THATS MORE THAN 24HOURS ALREADY. When will it get better?!?!? Shit man. Damn sian to feel the numbness in my hands lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, really tired but i did feel a sense of accomplishment. Not bad for someone like me rite? lols. Not super fit or what but at least completed it. Took about 11hours to complete it with six checkpoint breaks and halfway-stop-at-bus-stop breaks. lols. So maybe got breaks about 1-2 hours? 2 hours break seem too long. lols. If it was yesterday, 2hours would seem too short. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things happen along the way, very interesting, lols. but i too lazy to type, can come ask me lar. talk easier. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway great job guys! we completed 128km!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3646496778241108593?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3646496778241108593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3646496778241108593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3646496778241108593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3646496778241108593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/gss-shopping-and-128km-bike-rally.html' title='GSS shopping and 128km bike rally'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/SEQIMGfF5NI/AAAAAAAAABE/pUs5RbYZ7Bc/s72-c/DSC01726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5803879608765483853</id><published>2008-05-28T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:47:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last ODAC training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanted to put a song on my blog, but too bad cant, wont go in detail. Anyway, ty wjc, only you help me upload, the rest like... lols. Thanks man, although at last still cant. Ty for the trouble anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today last ODAC training, yup. That means i can have my wednesday to myself. Im really gonna rest all the marlins. The times we have fun and train together, yup, i will never forget you guys and the memories. Except got one who went to do CIP. -.- lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i shall rest, for the long ahead is going to be tough, with all the bbq,IT fare, GSS and trainings. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5803879608765483853?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5803879608765483853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5803879608765483853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5803879608765483853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5803879608765483853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-odac-training.html' title='Last ODAC training'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-625511362998094665</id><published>2008-05-27T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:31:04.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics SPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow. Finally got time to blog. Super stress yesterday. Studying like shit. I thought i would be easy, but dunno why things just cant get into my head. Studied from 4pm to 12.20am (with break and slacking in between) but things just dont seem right. I still cant do two major parts. And tomorrow(which is today) is like... I panic like a piece of shit. Waked up at around 4.30am to continue to study, till 5.45am. Went back to sleep for half an hour then go school. I still feel my heart weighed down by a rock that somewhat seem like a million tonnes. It has been a long time since i last felt this way. Even the O's i didnt feel like that. Terrible terrible. I promise myself never to torture myself like that again. I wont procrastinate no more. I hate that feeling when you dont know everything when you are supposed to know it all. Feels like crap. Trust me, you wont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix, really like this song, i think its better than the original singer. Although he's good too. Hope you all know is who? Elton John. lols. Too bad archuleta didnt win. But i think surely got album de. From the comments of the judges on the finals, it seem to be what they have been looking for. Hopefully got album. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go study liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-625511362998094665?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/625511362998094665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=625511362998094665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/625511362998094665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/625511362998094665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/physics-spa.html' title='Physics SPA'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5897076349178821751</id><published>2008-05-23T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:28:59.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally have time to check the results, lols.(for american idol 7). Haix, David Cook won. I want Archuleta to win instead, like his voice better. But Cook is also damn bloody good. Sounds something like Daughtry. Hm. This time didnt really super support who, cause both damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, change my blog song to his song, to celebrate his victory? lols. I really like this song. Damn bloody nice. But then, i think most people in my class wont like it cause there lots of drumming and all. Haha. But thats the way i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked onto the song. Hope can buy from iTunes, but i doubt i can. Someone buy me the song please. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please listen, and DREAM BIG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5897076349178821751?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5897076349178821751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5897076349178821751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5897076349178821751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5897076349178821751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/american-idol-7.html' title='American Idol 7'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6608273847828295969</id><published>2008-05-22T00:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:56:01.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling super stress now! With all the SPA and a GP exam to interrupt it! Obvious placed more emphasis on SPA. Afterall, its the A's. Yar, GP would be secondary for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian, feeling the heat already. Wonder how i cope for my A's. hai. Life suck. Feel like just ending everything now, but i dont have the courage to. Maybe im just a coward. Too bad euthanasia is not allowed in Singapore, well, when its legal, i'll be the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this life. Just hope this is a passing shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Better in time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there no one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice boy you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: X2]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6608273847828295969?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6608273847828295969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6608273847828295969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6608273847828295969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6608273847828295969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/stress.html' title='Stress!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8645091153402805576</id><published>2008-05-20T23:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:57:15.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Played basketball again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As expected, felt much better after going to school, but the work is killing me!! So much work! Im gonna die! Dunno why am i still blogging?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today basketball super fun! Seems like i always in jh and gh team? They super pro, well at least compared to us. lols. and gh make me laugh like a freakshow today lar. DAMN cock leh you! full of shit. but i like it. lols. Today play till damn late. Stupid me. Got so much work still play! Im dying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway came across a picture today, might be good for hh. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202476220815294498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/SDLojxYcwCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qXKm34aYZWk/s400/stop+horniness+esscence.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway quite happy you people like the blog skin. Didnt waste my effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit what am i doing, got to get back to work! lols! bye guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8645091153402805576?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8645091153402805576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8645091153402805576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8645091153402805576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8645091153402805576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/played-basketball-again.html' title='Played basketball again'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/SDLojxYcwCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qXKm34aYZWk/s72-c/stop+horniness+esscence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1632612034363982612</id><published>2008-05-19T18:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:46:25.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunno what to feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling rather emo yet again. Sian. Dunno what happen to me this year. It suck. Dunno what to do. Maybe i just cant stay at home too much, cause i think too much. Haix, sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get better when i go back to school, although the workload will kill me instead, anyway, its better than this feeling. Feeling totally helpless. I just like to stare into the blank and keep thinking, dunno think what also. freak. sian. i think i might go bonkers one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone save me. Maybe it will get better after the A's. I definitely hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1632612034363982612?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1632612034363982612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1632612034363982612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1632612034363982612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1632612034363982612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/dunno-what-to-feel.html' title='Dunno what to feel.'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5252438080128165024</id><published>2008-05-18T19:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:44:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow! Finally changed my blog skin. Yeah! After so long. I keep saying one to change but never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys like it. I looks more plain and less complicated compare to the one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really should be studying, dunno why i spend like more than 3 hours to do all this nonsense. Sian! GO study gabriel! freaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5252438080128165024?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5252438080128165024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5252438080128165024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5252438080128165024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5252438080128165024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-blog-skin.html' title='New Blog skin'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2670071393434296063</id><published>2008-05-14T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:46:45.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC election</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today had the ODAC election. The efficiency have improved i must say. Yar. Had lots of crap going on in there, especially with the people around me. Later tio rape by them also. -.-. Whole body give you all touch till they very shuang rite? Asswipes. lols. Anyway, just fooling around nia, please think straight people. lols. Yar, and for jh. Dont make me do it. Or you know what will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im falling sick again! WTF! My throat feels like crap and damn shitty. My nose, BLOCKED again! F***ING HELL. Always like that. The flu is like water de, then flow down to the throat, though i cannot feel the process of it going down my throat, -.-, obviously, but i know its going down. Cause i feel something in my throat. And it causes my throat to infect. Sucky feel. I hate this feeling the most. Watery thing in my throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, anyone that pisses me will DIE!! lols. Im serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dont make me screw you freak. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2670071393434296063?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2670071393434296063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2670071393434296063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2670071393434296063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2670071393434296063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/odac-election.html' title='ODAC election'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7491238864950198301</id><published>2008-05-13T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:46:59.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;realised this is my 72th post. lols. look at jh blog and you will see that he already 300+. lols. i too lazy to write lar. i think even jiacheng blog more post than me. lols. i start last year mid, he started i think this year? or last year end? ok i think last year end. anyway, i wont be improving on the frequency of blogging. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today played bball for a short while before leaving. Played with someone. total ownage. -.-. obvious is who rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for gh to send me thing. then when typing this he suddenly came online. wow! tyty man! lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, cant wait for tml. -.-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7491238864950198301?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7491238864950198301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7491238864950198301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7491238864950198301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7491238864950198301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_13.html' title='Blog post'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-645352620811901370</id><published>2008-05-12T21:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:47:33.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>伍家辉 虽然我愿意</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This song is damn freaking nice. Please listen. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qH6MZyS9G8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qH6MZyS9G8&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;请让我靠近你轻轻对你说&lt;br /&gt;别让我每个夜为你受折磨&lt;br /&gt;是多么不容易才默默放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了我就当作这次为了我&lt;br /&gt;别让我因为你被回忆折磨&lt;br /&gt;而空气凝结了我们的脸孔&lt;br /&gt;我别无选择&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算我们之间有什么问题&lt;br /&gt;依然想念着你&lt;br /&gt;虽然被放弃&lt;br /&gt;虽然我愿意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算我们之间有什么难题&lt;br /&gt;黑夜我还想着你&lt;br /&gt;心碎人孤寂&lt;br /&gt;虽然我愿意&lt;br /&gt;(心还想着你)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再让我靠近你轻轻对你说&lt;br /&gt;当我说我要你从此好好过&lt;br /&gt;是真的否则我怎么肯放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了我就当作这次为了我&lt;br /&gt;赐给我你现在幸福的笑容&lt;br /&gt;别让恨冻结了我们的脸孔&lt;br /&gt;请你做选择&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today played basketball. Woohoo, damn fun! Love playing bball with 0713, fun group of people. Sorry if i keep on blocking or act like a freak chasing you around, although i noob. I wont next time. I know its disturbing. Just play for fun, we all not pro, well at least im a noob. lols. Sure play tml, fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the full court one damn fun. lols. My team damn fun. I like that combi. Although chwee like never score?? I think so. lols. sorry. But he run like a freak. Damn fast and he tackle people quite zai too. Never score but super good at getting the ball for the team. *claps*. Dont too sad. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The truth is not as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-645352620811901370?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/645352620811901370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=645352620811901370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/645352620811901370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/645352620811901370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='伍家辉 虽然我愿意'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-3131209056567150252</id><published>2008-05-08T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:48:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday went to watch Iron Man. wow! super nice movie, at least 9/10. The graphics good, the show is way cool. Damn nice. My eyes are glued to the screen for whole 2hours, occasionally some people disturbing me. lols. joking. It was fun. I like going out with you guys. so fun. Talk crap all the way. Full of shit. lols. but i like it that way. Hope to have more of this kind of outing. hm... seems like always jh organise. lols. just some random comments. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went gym. Quite fun too, although tiring. Learnt some new exercises from the free coach, jr. lols. yar. taught the guys and me some exercise. quite effective. ty. went to eat long john silver then went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some work for tml, going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-3131209056567150252?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3131209056567150252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=3131209056567150252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3131209056567150252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/3131209056567150252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/gym.html' title='gym'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7652809672926841685</id><published>2008-05-04T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:48:26.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queensway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today went to queensway. Actually supposed to meet wjc at hougang station at 12noon, but i woke up only at 12.15pm!! lols. sorry. Luckily he smart, he called but i never answer, so he knew i still sleeping! lols. then he never leave house. lols. when i wake up i see already 12.15pm, i was like oh shit! lols. quickly called wjc (already alot of missed calls), luckily he still at home. I thought he also late, but actually is he know i sleeping! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Told him 12.40pm meet at hougang station, but end up i only reached at 1pm. lols! sorry! I couldnt find my wallet. I keep finding up and down the house to realised that it was inside the bag i was carrying. -.-. i got find my bag at first but i didnt saw it. -.-. dumb shit. lols. sorry guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yar, met up with chwee and jh at queensway Macs, and played puzzle bobble. GAMING ADDICTS, they didnt want to leave MACs, especially wjc! Addicted to such a lame game. But at least better then the flight sim, lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And i bought a shoe!! YEAH~~~!!! After failed attempts to buy a new shoe (at least three times i came to queensway to find that the shoes i want all no size. and i came everytime is looking for different shoe, but all no size!!! -.-), i finally bought a NEW SHOE! Its green. Yeah, shall post the pic of the shoe some other time, Cant find the phone cable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yar, thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trying to kick off the late habit. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7652809672926841685?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7652809672926841685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7652809672926841685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7652809672926841685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7652809672926841685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/queensway.html' title='Queensway'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6343531300530082450</id><published>2008-05-03T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:07:21.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wa. finally posting. I damn lazy to post, but i must post today! I fucking passed my NAPFA! woohoo! first time pass after 5 years of NIL. -.-. ok i know i loser, secondary keep failing running and SBJ. sian. and this time get a silver! fuck man! woohoo! i must be a freak, 5 years fail, then suddenly silver. wth! lols. okok, dont talk too much later people say i hao lian. lols. anything to hao lian anyway, actually quite lousy, silver. others like diamond and gold! wow, one day must get diamond. looks like a goal impossible to attain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, i PASSED my SBJ!! WTH!! sian happy, like a mad dog. I told them, i will run 2.4m like a mad dog. but when i was running, i almost fail, although my mind keep saying, i dont want to fail, cause i finally pass my SBJ, my body didnt help me. My lung feel like its collapsing, my stomach feel so damn weird. Dunno what happen to me. Maybe too long never run, ODAC running seems to decrease tremendously. Like from 2 per week to near...nvm. i pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One person i must really thank! CHUEN HWEE thank you man! you're a great friend. Without you i would have surely failed. Cause i keep thinking still got time. lols. Thanks for pushing me!! THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME PASS THE FUCKING THING!! wowowowow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wa, tell you guys, my heart nearly collapsed when my recorder say my timing is 12.53 (passing is 12.50). I freak out, cause i heard my timing was about 12.47 something like that. I was so worried i keep walking to find the card and chuen hwee to help me prove my timing. and keep finding the card when yong chiang (my recorder, lols, i jope i spell correctly) keep tell me its behind, i keep walking front. lols, my mind was in total choas. I find the teacher and explained to her, but she say must retake. WTH! I really run 12.47 like that. But i bo bian, must re-run. Then yong chiang ask me better look at the card cause maybe he remembered wrongly. I went to look at it, its was..................12.43!!! OMG! HENG lar! wth! i was damn fucking happy! Feel like jumping! lols.! pass! Sorry yong chiang if i look like a crazy idiot or talk in a very agitated tone. lols sorry!!! THANK YOU! and sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I passed. Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;People say with determination you can do anything. But i think in addition, you need friends. Thanks albert. and wei han for coming down! thanks guys. you guys didnt just make empty talks. i think real action count alot. thanks guys! 0713 rocks. you guys somemore pei us run. thanks. dunno how to express my gratitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;For people who have yet to pass, JIAYOU! 0713 support you all the way. I promise you guys i will pei you all for PE. i promise, i think jiacheng will also pei you all. Dont worry. There's a difference between, temporary inability and permanent inability. We know you will get a gold. Jia you! I will train with you too, laps, step ups and stuffs during June. I need to train for army too. Although now no need to mass dance for first three months in army. lols. Dunno who say this de, the mass dance thing. i just use it. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friends makes an important part of life, choose wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6343531300530082450?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6343531300530082450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6343531300530082450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6343531300530082450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6343531300530082450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/napfa.html' title='NAPFA'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6727290705449526888</id><published>2008-05-01T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:12:36.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC training and jh house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wake up, lols. so tired. Shall talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had ODAC training. But this time was different, its like training with some fun and games combined together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all was tug of war! First team we was against was Stingray. Wth! Our group half guys half girls, but the other group is a all guys group! Wth, with the big breast or big chest or whatever you call it, at their team. We all thought, shit we're all screwed. But we win!! Yeah! Then was blue blue, and we won again! AGAINST ALL ODDS, we win! lols! damn funny. and FUN! Maybe it's because we won. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was, using our legs to support the Indian pot, lols. And marlins wanted to get me wet. Wa, you all really loyal to marlin sia. wth. -.-. And the most funny part was that at the at of it, only marlins shoes are dry, cuase we put it on high grounds. lols. THATS MARLIN. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the ping pong cup thing. damn lame, cause we din get any ping pong, but at last the rule was the group who got the most white ping pong lose! LOLS!!! We was like jumping all about, we we didnt get any ball, from unlucky become super lucky! wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was like some sort of race, all i want to say is that the yellow page thing SUCKS! screw you! But we did have fun. Shuttle run was full of crap. lols. so does the E.C.P. thing, wth! Peak siah damn funny, she keep spamming ahem, words. lols. i was laughing until almost stomach cramp. lols. Then later got a game samuel need to carry me up the slope. He was like, gabriel go jian fei lar! And i said, i am only 1-2 kilo heavier then you! (if you guys was thinking why not i carry samuel cause he's lighter. well the rule is that we have to carry someone heavier). By my weight didn't even exceed 60kg. lols. quite light liao. But samuel..hai... lols. He qutie strong lar, carry still can run. lols. I didn't expect someone to carry me. lols. cause i everday piggy back my nephew and niece. now people carry me. lols. damn funny. I keep asking him to go faster. lols. but he said, carry you liao still kp so much. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the activities were fun! Much thanks to the J1s. You guys reminded me how much i miss MARLINS. We very long didnt have so much fun liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone ask me what i miss most about ODAC when i leave, that will be you guys! MARLINS! You guys make training 100 times or even a million times more bearable. MARLIN is always crapping around, but we do training well to! MARLINS SIMPLY ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training went home and was deciding whether want to go jh house not. Decided not to go. But i called chwee ask who going, he said only gh and him. So little people, so i decided to go. So ke lian. lols. no lah. i want to play xbox. lols. little people got more chance to play or else go there never watch soccer and only play 1 time, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt regret my choice, cause really had fun. At first watch chwee and jh play their grudge match. Their grudge match keep continue game after game. Can even remember when was the last time their grugde match started. Maybe during the stone age?? lols. I was on neutral stand, didnt support anyone of them. So i can kp them. lols. Jh keep asking me to diam, lols. Had fun kp-ing. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later played halo and got own by jh bro yet again. -.-. cant even leave an animal alone. monkey also want to kill. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later played with jh, chwee and gh some kind of rocket match. keep blasting people. sorry, rephrase, keep kana blast. lols. -.-. stupid chwee keep killing me. lols. gh and I was in the processs of kills transaction and jh and chwee keep interrupting. wa lao. We do our own bussiness also kana killed. lols. thats what noobs get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So i keep telling chwee peace, lols. and he agreed. but when chwee walk in front of me, i blasted his ass. so funny! lols. he damn pissed. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then play top spin, hai. keep losing. They keep saying i damn agitated. lols. I play game always like that de. sorry. gh  was on my team the last few round, sorry if i keep bossing. lols. We lost, the game, but it was my bad. lols. But im sure they keep laughing at my kp-ing. lols. lols. they keep saying i siao liao, cuase i keep ssaying crap. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the big match started, so stop playing. gh supported Liverpool, and keep saying if they win he would shout like a mad dog. lols. i watched about 40mins then knocked off liao. Morning wake up realised Liverpool lost 3-2 to Chelsea. Guess, gh was quite sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jh mother very nice, keep offering us drinks and food. Quite pai seh. lols. Ate liao but still quite hungry, so went to eat gh recommended lor mee at the old airport road there. Forgot what that place call. lols. ok i noob. lols. Yar, the queue was damn long. gh went to help us queue, then me and chwee play Puzzle Bobble for awhile. lols. then feel quite bad so i went to queue with gh. The lor mee was good, but not as fanstatic as described by gh. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went home after that. HAD FUN yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you everyone for making me so happy. lols. Quite long never laugh like that liao. Miserable life. haix. Ok stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dunno what to do. Will someone light up the path for me to step forward? Hope my life will shine like the stars, bright and beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6727290705449526888?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6727290705449526888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6727290705449526888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6727290705449526888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6727290705449526888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/odac-training-and-jh-house.html' title='ODAC training and jh house'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-717554359912081497</id><published>2008-04-27T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:55:38.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I received a joke by email and wish to share it with you guys. Here it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A MBA and a High School student go on a camping trip, set up their tent,and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hours later, the High School student wakes his MBA friend and says, 'Look up at the sky and tell me what you see.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MBA replies,'I see millions of stars.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High School student asks,'What does that tell you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MBA ponders for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Astronomically speaking, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Potentially billions of planets.&lt;br /&gt;Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo.&lt;br /&gt;Time wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Theologically, it's evident the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;What does it tell you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High School student is silent for a moment, then speaks.&lt;br /&gt;'Practically...Someone has stolen our tent'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So.. understand the joke? lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you studied too much and all you think about is the theory? What about the problem right in front of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not pointing fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So long never post, so i one time give you all three! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-717554359912081497?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/717554359912081497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=717554359912081497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/717554359912081497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/717554359912081497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/joke.html' title='joke'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7158785001922356105</id><published>2008-04-27T23:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:35:03.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>infinite words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i did this. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;10^9 words&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;CAN YOU BEAT ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7158785001922356105?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7158785001922356105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7158785001922356105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7158785001922356105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7158785001922356105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/infinite-words.html' title='infinite words'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-418207166641582423</id><published>2008-04-27T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:37:26.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;understand from people that the video cant be played or took too long to load or something like that lar. yeah, i come to know of this video from mr brown blog (through ykm's link). Anyway it's about a man with only one leg, because of some accident while saving somebody. before this he used to cycle too or something like that, not too sure, didnt see the whole video. yar but the point is that, he cycle super fast and only with one leg! SUPER PRO + SUPER DETERMINE. he dont let anything stop his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on with life, be brave, be strong, dont let others tell you otherwise. Be who you are, be what you want to be, live your life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was discuss about friends with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being friends, is such a simple thing yet so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple thing is,&lt;br /&gt;will you be there when your friend is in need,&lt;br /&gt;will you provide the listening ear,&lt;br /&gt;will you believe in him/her,&lt;br /&gt;will you trust him/her,&lt;br /&gt;last, are you a friend when things are not going your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complicated thing is,&lt;br /&gt;do you really think that the person is your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is being friends some kind of mockery,&lt;br /&gt;is being friends a way to gain the crowds' attention,&lt;br /&gt;or is it you just feel like it cause they do things your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect too much from your friend,&lt;br /&gt;cause they are just like you,&lt;br /&gt;they too expect alot,&lt;br /&gt;so before you turn your friend down because of your expectations,&lt;br /&gt;think of their's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random thoughts after the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to study at the T1 BK today, really finish tutorial 13c, and copied 13d. Whatever, i finish it, thats the point. Feel much more relax now that i completed the debts. haha. not bad, wjc and chwee. =p. haha! sad case!! P.S. i dont give a shit about the end-point. Im not doing titration. ok, lame i know. -.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out quite alot from today, as compare to staying at home rotting. Should do this more often, the problem is if you guys have the time to spare. Nvm, i think i shall unite the MUGGING SOCIETY together liao. P.S. the mugging society consist only of me, wjc and chwee. no others, you're not a slacker, furthermore, registration has closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had fun today, talking with you people, you all getting more bitchy leh. Haha, i never point fingers. yar, and lastly for the sick people, lols, rest well and drink more. even if want to sick go sick a few days later lar. thats better. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all for today, hope everyone had a good weekend. cause it's now over!! SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. hand in your bloody tutorial chwee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-418207166641582423?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/418207166641582423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=418207166641582423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/418207166641582423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/418207166641582423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4474853505547641822</id><published>2008-04-23T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:33:48.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can do it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the feelings from the march holidays is rushing back to me again. its flooding me. its almost drowning me. i need to stop all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he can do it. so can i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.atomfilms.com:80/a/autoplayer/shareEmbed.swf?keyword=" width="426" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4474853505547641822?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4474853505547641822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4474853505547641822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4474853505547641822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4474853505547641822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-can-do-it.html' title='you can do it.'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5689927718024992155</id><published>2008-04-23T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:21:38.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, when you look into someone's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and think you know a hell of about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, you dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, when you think you know whats going through someone's mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;think again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you might be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes when you wish thing would go your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;stop wishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thats life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;its really difficult to tell anything from the look of one's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dont make the wrong judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;or you will regret for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its like you're a ghost thats haunting me, leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5689927718024992155?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5689927718024992155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5689927718024992155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5689927718024992155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5689927718024992155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4067618854782047052</id><published>2008-04-12T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:35:15.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pw results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday got back our pw reuslts. Rather unhappy with my results after long thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some people are not not deserve what they get. Seriously. I got a B and so did they? how is that even possible. But what's past is past no point going on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its really our fault, we didnt do what we were suppose to do if things not going to way it should be. Sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just blame that we are neither smokers nor ykm. We not bring such things with us. Or else... haha. bet they will fall to the ground or mud. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night went synergy, rather boring and most of us wanted not to go. but already bought the tickets. So...watch lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night suddenly so cold, and i got a flu this morning till now! wth! just rocovered and flu again. damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hai...better go to my work liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;count yourself lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4067618854782047052?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4067618854782047052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4067618854782047052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4067618854782047052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4067618854782047052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/pw-results.html' title='pw results'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7056524945973121415</id><published>2008-04-12T15:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T15:53:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by ykm and chwee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;finally got time to do this lame question thing tagged by ykm and chwee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent thought of it yet. Hopefully it will be 28-30 if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) What i want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Motivation to F***ING study! i think thats a common ans. I also want courage, to do what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No/Yes. Shall no elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there's a silver lining behind every dark cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Im not living a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly not. It depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to think. So shall give two to both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ykm and chwee : you both are SUPER knowledgeable. You all know almost everything. Ok, thats extreme, but you all know lots of thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ykm: IT pro. -.- obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chwee: confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be super good-looking, smart, having common topics, understanding and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;LAME lah! If its right, its right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to find my life is a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to. Sometimes, i just cant. I dont know why. I try my best, everytime. I wont lie to anybody and say i cherish all of them. I think its kinda impossible. And i hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Do you believe in God?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's anything in the world right now that i will believe in 100%, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) Do you find it a need for you to have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Everything will come naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) At this point of time, would you rather stay in your comfort zone or try something new?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is saying something new lights up your life? How can i make sure that something i try will be 100% right? I shall consider whats that new thing before i speak. For now i will stay in my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18) What kind of friend you hope to be in your friend's eyes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone thats just a call away. Someone thats there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19) What age do you wanna die at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could i would die now. Only if its a jab. I wont die painfully, i want to die in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) What is your current favourite song?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood's song. Most of them, considering out of 400+ song in my ipod, i only tune in to her album. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically i wont tag anybody, if you're reading this and feeling like doing it. Then you're tagged. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7056524945973121415?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7056524945973121415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7056524945973121415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7056524945973121415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7056524945973121415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-by-ykm-and-chwee.html' title='tagged by ykm and chwee'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4921426879673719610</id><published>2008-03-31T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:47:34.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phy and chem block test results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha! Today super happy! Guess what?? I pass my physics and chemistry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry i got a D, that was still quite within expected range. yar, so not surprising. I really do my chem tutorial because i think we have a great chem teacher. i will try my best the listen to her tutorial. Really helps! I like chem, thats another reason. So im suppose to pass it, or else i will get very sad! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics!! Haha! caught me by surprise! Omg! I pass physics!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And its a D!!! So freaking happy(try avoiding the 'f' word)! lols! I think the J1 work i put in really helps. Or maybe its just pure luck? lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, ok. I know i seem like... that type of people. Say i never study and still pass. whatever. lols. i really study one notes per day for my holidays. as in really one set, regardless of the subject. its not like one notes for each subject per day. its really one! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But i must admit, on the day before each test i really study hard. I try going through each chapter and memorise the stuff i deemed important. As like in chem i memorise organic chem reactions and for physics the important formula and definition for all types for potential (eg. gravitational potential). Cause i know sure come out de!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Afterall, wjc say its still ok to get a D if you study like so freaking(avoiding again. lols.) little. Yar. I guess he's right, cause alot of J1 topics. Its really not about studying hard. But rather studying SMART! Its seriously an important factor to get a pass for slackers like me! lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But again there is absolutely nothing wrong with studying hard. People dont ostracise you for mugging like a piece of shit! Seriously mug till no day no night! lols. Look at hong hao, lols, dont get too angry now, im praising you. Yar, look at him, does he get ostracise??? Does he even look alone??? NO!!! He's still lively and interact with people. And people talk to him! Thats it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;People ostracise you for your attitude, yar for your EQ and NOT your IQ! Im not suggesting anything about hong hao here! yar, but its your atitude that counts, and way you interact with people, the way you talk to them. And not how mugger you are or anything related to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So people, if you feel left out, dont stop your mugging, it wont help. Dont show that you are not studying at all, and i mean AT ALL, yar you're right thats an absolute statement. Because thats even worse then stop mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, in the first place who would make such an absolute statement?? Must be a freak. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My life is all about mugging now. i will try to make it like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point srying over spilled milk, rather, try to change this feeling to motivation and draw energy from it to start mugging like a piece of shit. No slacking allowed in the class! We will go onto the stage together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4921426879673719610?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4921426879673719610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4921426879673719610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4921426879673719610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4921426879673719610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/phy-and-chem-block-test-results.html' title='Phy and chem block test results'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-751904844765812290</id><published>2008-03-30T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:57:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tml school reopen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is back to school again! omg! it sucks like hell! Sian, too long of a break liao. Hm...must get prepared liao! No more time for slacking! Its all about mugging now! Call me a mugger!  I love it! Yeah! lols. See if i can put my words into actions! lols. Wow! Thats is harder than asking me to stop talking cock. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Never mind i will try my best! The slackers' club, we will officially change the club's name to mugging society! lols! Be sure to recruit ex-slacker! No presently-hardcore-muggers allowed! lols. Joking. But really have to start studying or i will just dive into another period of depression! No more emo-ing about stuffs i cant change. Nobody can change who i am. I am me. I will try to bring out the best of me and not look down upon myself anymore! I dunno to be called an emo. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The block theme suggest crappy, fun and etc. No more lame posts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Down to the point HARDCORE MUGGING TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway i really like 'So Small' by Carrie Underwood. It is really nice. Super nice. I like all types of genre. No specific type. Im very shuai bian. Just as long as i feel its nice i listen. No preference. Except, i dun really like rap. Thats the only genre i dont really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont know say all this for what. Hai, anyway i got to jia you liao! To get ABBB. Or else i will go shitty course. I want a great like not a shitty one! Yar thats all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you get the life your given. make the best out of it. dont attempt to change your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-751904844765812290?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/751904844765812290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=751904844765812290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/751904844765812290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/751904844765812290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/tml-school-reopen.html' title='tml school reopen'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2085412513753813841</id><published>2008-03-29T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:14:09.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carrie underwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really like Carrie Underwood songs, they are very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some parts of the songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;So small (from the new album)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worrying about all the wrong things&lt;br /&gt;Time's flying by, moving so fast&lt;br /&gt;You better make it count cause you can't get it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing&lt;br /&gt;Is just a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;And what you've been out there searching for forever&lt;br /&gt;Is in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wasted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cause' I don't wanna' spend my life jaded&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to wake up one day and find&lt;br /&gt;That I've let all these years go by&lt;br /&gt;Wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing&lt;br /&gt;The still of the morning, the color of the night&lt;br /&gt;I ain't spending no more time&lt;br /&gt;Wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lessons Learned&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But it don't make no difference,&lt;br /&gt;The past can't be rewritten,&lt;br /&gt;You get the life you're given,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, some pages turned,&lt;br /&gt;Some bridges burned,&lt;br /&gt;But there were,&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This are all only parts of the song, i think the way she sings is really good. At least it touches my heart every time i hear it. Her vocals are needless to say, obviously powerful. American idol campaion...-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im getting to like her more and more everytime i hear her song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh.. and btw i got my password back from the cbox. lols. it was the username wrong not password. lols. and junhong, i saw the no. of views thing, its pathetic! Seriously, PATHETIC! lols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2085412513753813841?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2085412513753813841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2085412513753813841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2085412513753813841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2085412513753813841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/carrie-underwood.html' title='carrie underwood'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-904472864299264644</id><published>2008-03-28T16:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:57:15.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Com usable again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;After some torturous weeks of having no computer, my computer is finally back up again! Yeah! At least some thing i can be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys went to play bowling i think, but i cant go out. Too sick to go out, runny nose, blocked nose and even bleeding nose! Wtf! Slight cough, slight fever last night and lots of phlegm in my throat, god damn it! Its 2 days holiday finally and i must be sick! Full of shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i didnt fail chemistry (my only passable subject)! Or else need retest. Heng bo. I studied abit lar of course! ITS NOT LIKE I DIDNT STUDY AND GET SUCH EXCELLENT RESULTS! -___-'''... Whatever man. Getting irritated. OMG, youre so damn smart?? Wow, you're on cloud nine now. Haha. Go on with your shit. i dont give a damn. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, getting kinda...hai nvm. Hey another thing made me happy today. I went through the Kaleidoscope pictures and found something so...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182726057677307826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/R-y94-QEP7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Uea_dtfvTaw/s400/IMG_4617.JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks yaying for such a great shot! lols. Kaleidoscope was so much of fun. Really enjoyed myself. The J1 are so lively and crappy. lols. So fun to be with. Thanks for the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not looking forward to school reopen. It sucks totally. Gonna start the battle soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-904472864299264644?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/904472864299264644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=904472864299264644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/904472864299264644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/904472864299264644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/com-usable-again.html' title='Com usable again'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/R-y94-QEP7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Uea_dtfvTaw/s72-c/IMG_4617.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4068317154160014880</id><published>2008-03-24T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:15:02.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo this few week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have been rather emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop all this crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buck up! This is life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live happy or in sorrow. Its my choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4068317154160014880?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4068317154160014880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4068317154160014880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4068317154160014880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4068317154160014880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-this-few-week.html' title='Emo this few week'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5969814215364633836</id><published>2008-03-15T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:53:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo piece of shit</title><content type='html'>My com is still unusable. With this kind of shit I dunno how much more I can take. I know its the Saturday and I really should be studying and all that kind of shit. Well the truth is that for this pass one week I have not been studying completely at all. One chapter of notes of any one subject per day is all I did. One note not four notes. Pretty fucked up huh? Whatever. Rather I have been thinking of my pathetic life here on this really fucked up planet and what my future holds for me. I have never think so much about this kinda shit for my entire miserable fucked up life. The things that welled up my eyes this whole week were more then I have ever remembered happening in the past few years. I need someone to talk to. But to whom shall I talk to? I have nobody to talk to. I don't have any friends close to me. How miserable. 17 years of my pathetic life and no close friends? I'm not even close to my family and relatives and all the shit. Whose gonna listen to me.  Nobody. Didn't want to write all this crap actually. But I couldnt control. I have thought of talking to somone not very close but at  least I think she would listen and I think I'm able to trust. I will find the chance to tell you when I'm ready. I believe you would listen. Don't freak out when I come find you to talk. I don't want to put on a mask everyday. I don't want to act happy when I'm not. I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be strong. I won't crashed and smashed like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find my light in the darkness to lead me back on the path. Soon it will be sunrise again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5969814215364633836?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5969814215364633836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5969814215364633836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5969814215364633836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5969814215364633836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-piece-of-shit.html' title='emo piece of shit'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-4215099181550333712</id><published>2008-03-07T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:10:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese a levels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;got a D. a fucking D. i never want to see that again in my A level results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats the "highlight" of the day. i didnt expect myself to get such a shitty result. totally fucked up now. feel like jumping off or something like that. i expected a B at least. not even a C. maybe too much false hope is not a good thing. i think i was given too much false hope. the higher i aim, the harder i fall. no one to talk too really, except for my mum. thanks for listening, i felt much better after talking to you. no one to talk to really, not anyone. not friends, not relatives, not anyone else. just my mum. haix. anyway, still feel quite shitty now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There's once where someone asked me, if i got the feeling that my life is not going the way i planned? The answer is obvious nothing's going right. And the true explanation to the answer is that because i am not doing what i planned. i deserve it. i suck. life sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Totally wear out and drained by this year more than any period in my life. it feels like im supporting 1 ton or something. not heavy for me to carry on. i think i gotta be strong and carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;No one's going to lead my life for me. I need to lead it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just talked to an old friend, we are the same, in the way that our lives is in total chaos. Feel like going back to sec school, nothing to worry, no need for mugging. eating and chatting is all we did. we did study, but that was minimal. Sian!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buck up! Its going to be over soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-4215099181550333712?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4215099181550333712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=4215099181550333712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4215099181550333712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/4215099181550333712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/chinese-levels.html' title='chinese a levels'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6341372245575153650</id><published>2008-02-24T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:32:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till We Ain't Strangers Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till We Ain't Strangers Anymore by Jon Bon Jovi feat LeAnn Rimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It might be hard to be lovers&lt;br /&gt;But it's harder to be friends&lt;br /&gt;Baby, pull down the covers&lt;br /&gt;It's time you let me in&lt;br /&gt;Maybe light a couple candles&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go ahead and lock the door&lt;br /&gt;If you just talk to me baby&lt;br /&gt;Till we ain't strangers anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay your head on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;I sit beside you on the bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think its time we say&lt;br /&gt;Some things we haven't said&lt;br /&gt;It ain't too late to get back to that place&lt;br /&gt;Back to where, we thought it was before&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you look at me&lt;br /&gt;Till we ain't strangers anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to love me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to love you too&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard believing&lt;br /&gt;That love can pull us through&lt;br /&gt;It would be so easy&lt;br /&gt;To live your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one foot out the door&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me baby&lt;br /&gt;Till we ain't strangers anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;When we just turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;When you can't tell wrong from right&lt;br /&gt;It would be so easy&lt;br /&gt;To spend your whole damn life&lt;br /&gt;Just keeping score&lt;br /&gt;So let's get down to it baby&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no need to lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you think you see&lt;br /&gt;When you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lets put our two hearts back together&lt;br /&gt;And we'll leave the broken pieces on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Make love with me baby&lt;br /&gt;Till we ain't strangers anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not strangers anymore&lt;br /&gt;We're not strangers&lt;br /&gt;We're not strangers anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6341372245575153650?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6341372245575153650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6341372245575153650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6341372245575153650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6341372245575153650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/till-we-aint-strangers-anymore.html' title='Till We Ain&apos;t Strangers Anymore'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-2714048849771175862</id><published>2008-02-24T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:30:21.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate fondue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This week was mad. So many test and i dont think i can even pass one. I even screw up the fucking chem SPA. Hope the phy SPA would be better, but well it most probably wont. This weekend was not bad, as in i dont feel so stress. lols. didnt go out. sian. dunno why people dont plan movies or what anymore. so sian. i need to go out...i doubt they would want to go. People have too much commitments. Studying (lols, obvious people-.-), family and their bgr. haha. So want to go out oso difficult. hai. nvm, i got my loyal, screwed up and super lag computer. -.-. P.S. im not a geek. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight's dinner was fantastic, cold soba, Parmesan cheese mushroom, dumplings and chocolate fondue with marshmallow and strawberry. Haha! mix of japanese, western and chinese food. Thanks daniel kor and jie! Super ex food but most importantly super NICE!! YUMMY~~~! Every week cook so nice food for us!! Thanks x999!! Dont see other young people cook so nice food you know! Super nice lar! haha! The happiest time of today is eating lor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got to do solubility product now! i hate it! i did alkenes liao. haha i skip SP. i hate calculation. Because i have to use my brain. i hate maths! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, hope quickly go to uni. JC, haha, friends or not, hard to say, hard to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i try, i lose the battle to myself. Maybe its time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-2714048849771175862?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2714048849771175862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=2714048849771175862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2714048849771175862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/2714048849771175862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/chocolate-fondue.html' title='Chocolate fondue'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8258172479829595192</id><published>2008-02-14T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T17:18:15.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;THANKS LILING for the flower!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for brightening up my day! Thank you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to you my friend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8258172479829595192?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8258172479829595192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8258172479829595192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8258172479829595192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8258172479829595192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/valetines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1795949904757889983</id><published>2008-02-14T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:53:37.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;today was a very lame day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes playing jokes may not be that fun if the jokes finally falls on you. i've  learn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know you are trying to help me. i know you are feeling angry. but you are really OVER-reacting. i want to thank you for putting yourself in my shoes. what im a feeling and all. but really, i dont wan to blow it big. come to think of it its not his fault at all. its the person who assigned the rules right? yar. so dont react like this, i feel bad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;though it's not his fault, the way he reacted and say things, i dont like it, any bit of it. it sucks. really it's not your fault, for being like this, i understand. but, i still hate it. im not being sarcastic or what but the truth is, its my fault but the way you put thing, i really dont like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;haix, friends or strangers, it's difficult to differentiate both of them (not mathematically). i dont really know who are friends and who is not. i get so sick of it in jc. i hate it. maybe i should not take people as friends so easily anymore. seriously, im not talking only about one person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the truth doesnt matter anyway. im sure that  Behind Every Dark Cloud is a Silver Lining. are you the one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1795949904757889983?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1795949904757889983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1795949904757889983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1795949904757889983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1795949904757889983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/d.html' title='D&amp;D'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1729884884832314314</id><published>2008-02-12T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:52:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wa. After so long, finally got time to blog le. Shall talk about this year's CNY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year din eat steamboat at home, first time. Haha. Cause kor super dao mei, got duty at camp. So...cannot eat together. In the end, whole family never eat steamboat at home. Like this no CNY spirit liao. Haha. But never mind, went relative house to eat steamboat lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year CNY not that fun. Dont why lar, i think too sian about school liao. Im starting to dread going to school. I hate going to school. Hope can go back to J1. J2 sucks. I come school now is just because i wanna be with my friends, thats all. Studying...? I cant even understand a shit now, how to study? Feeling like a piece of shit now. Wasting my life in school. And there are other even more sian things going on. My life is in a mess right now. Totally destroy by me. By my laziness, by everything i do, by eveything i am. Totally lost direction in life already. What am i doing here? Sometimes i really wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha. Suppose to talk about CNY now talk about school. Shit man, if i dont do something to get back on track im going to have depression very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall go do something now. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sometimes i wanna tell you but im not sure what you are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1729884884832314314?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1729884884832314314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1729884884832314314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1729884884832314314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1729884884832314314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-2008.html' title='CNY 2008'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8935610687705276292</id><published>2008-02-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:21:08.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adidas shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;went to queensway yesterday. went to find my shoes, only jh and jc noe wad shoe lar. lols. guess wad... NO SIZE!! -.- yet again. the week before last week, i went to find a nike shoe. oso no size. -.-. WTH!! please rain some shoes. lols. i guess new year got no new shoe liao. sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to amk, to eat, shun bian find my shoe, saw a nike shoe, i thought got nike discount store wide. So happy, ask the salesperson whether the price on the tag is before or after discount. guess wad he said??? "this shoe no discount", "so where's the discount shoes?", "over there". AND SO I WENT TO SEE. wow. nice display of shoes. -.-. Im determine to go queensway again to find yet again shoe. -.-. hope got results. wish me luck, its really bad this end of the lunar year. Will be worse in the year to come, according to the zodiac predictions. lols. guess you all will be as bad as me? we're all horse. haha. heng man. i dont suffer alone! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. gotta study chem and finish phy prac. ws liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to stay over at friend's house. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8935610687705276292?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8935610687705276292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8935610687705276292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8935610687705276292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8935610687705276292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/adidas-shoe.html' title='adidas shoe'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-6942531108522794090</id><published>2008-02-02T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:35:45.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;often people miscommunicate and misunderstands. maybe thats why we have so many wars around the world. but when its a private thing, where it invloves two people, the misunderstanding must be cleared and the solution never was and never will be a war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;people change over the course of their life. when they feel they want a change. when they dont feel like being pushed around anymore. when they feel they had been tolerant enough. when they feel like being someone. when they feel they need to find their true self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel it. i understand. i will try to &lt;strong&gt;adapt&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;im not a fucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-6942531108522794090?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6942531108522794090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=6942531108522794090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6942531108522794090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/6942531108522794090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-8124725538641432952</id><published>2008-02-01T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:21:28.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wierd people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Often, there are two types of anger. Explosive and implosive. Explosive being scary, the latter is far worst. If one cannot handle their anger properly or by accepting too much of nonsense, and one day explodes big, i advise you to have anger management classes. I dont want to be shot dead. Express your unhappiness, do you think people can read the mind? How would we know where's the limit when you often blur it off. Don't let people misunderstand your tolerance level. It's not a extreme thing to have a tolerance level, show it, present it. Before you shoot us all dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, i will be serious. I will only joke to people who i think i can joke with, people whom i believe can tolerate all my crap. lols. junhong, hazel, sohee, jiacheng &amp;amp; chuen (they come in a pair.lols.), guo hao... lols. i know you people know im crapping. but remind me when its over the limit. I will withdraw. Im not a fucker, i dont say fuck things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-8124725538641432952?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8124725538641432952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=8124725538641432952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8124725538641432952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/8124725538641432952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/wierd-people.html' title='wierd people'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-7425240930693587801</id><published>2008-01-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:57:16.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wjc and chwee, and STUDY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A short post the keep the blog alive. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158332721844822562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/R5YUR87VoiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aCC8j9zVb6U/s400/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Erm. jiacheng, why are you looking downwards? Finding something?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok get to the real post. lols. I predict im gonna fail all my test. no worries. i meant big worries! I really need to study already! For block test and all. Shit! I really want to study but i just cant find the mood to do so. Everyday go back so tired already. Sleep liao lor, no energy to study. WTH! Till now i still give excuses!! lols, i like madman talking to myself! Nvm, i must really work hard and trash everyone. haha kidding lar. i not so pro. impossible to trash qian ma, qian bian and qian jiang lor! wa lao they all got study not like me, damn ass slacker. shit i hate myself for not studying! gonna get down to work from now on(haven done integration for tml de, its now 12.15am, guess wad.? lols.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. hope jiacheng and chuen like the pic. BTW, do you see the ODAC sign on top? ODAC rocks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-7425240930693587801?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7425240930693587801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=7425240930693587801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7425240930693587801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/7425240930693587801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/wjc-and-chwee-and-study.html' title='wjc and chwee, and STUDY!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kmt_984T6iE/R5YUR87VoiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aCC8j9zVb6U/s72-c/DSC00685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-430361657026283972</id><published>2008-01-20T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:19:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0713 rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Many of the time, we judge others by first impression. Is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;? Well, all i can say is that it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;avoidable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When i first step into the class of 0713, i thought to myself, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; screwed here." Well the truth is really the opposite. There were weird people who turn out to be not so weird after all. There were people who are quiet but turn out to be not so quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really do want to "apologise" to someone who i really hated during the first few months. Well not really apologise though. He was really hated by the class previously, well at least in my opinion. Well he turned out to be not so bad after all. Sometime he does thing i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; quite understand but well, it's what you do that make you YOU. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, complicating right?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nvm&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yar&lt;/span&gt;, you will continue to be a nerd to me(nerds are nerds, it doesn't equates to freaks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;), but not someone i detest anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are people who i talk to first and turn out to be a good talking buddy. Talking is kinda part of school life??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are people who are quiet who turn out to be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kpo&lt;/span&gt; as me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are people who are friends that turn out to be not as close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are people who i will keep away from turn out to be people i want to keep close to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are active people turn out to be the less active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are AS/AA people who continue to be like that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well all in all. I LOVE 0713!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-430361657026283972?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/430361657026283972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=430361657026283972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/430361657026283972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/430361657026283972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/0713-rocks.html' title='0713 rocks!'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-1135804782354924452</id><published>2008-01-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T19:55:07.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I joined the one. lols. cant believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice one of my song is out. because i sing PO YING...din know wads that until gh and hh told me is a silent note. lols. SHIT man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the song i will be singing is truly madly deeply. its difficult i know. but its a last minute thing, so bo bian. sian. hope everything will be a breeze. everybody said i should sing chinese song. but chinese song like more difficult?? i dunno, hope for the best. later i first round out liao. haha, it wont be unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-1135804782354924452?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1135804782354924452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=1135804782354924452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1135804782354924452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/1135804782354924452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/one.html' title='The one'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11019570.post-5686018841475083821</id><published>2008-01-09T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:32:01.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Athena</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Orentation was fun. Too tire to post. Cut the story short. My OGMs are sweet people. Wednesday liao still got present? Or should i say candies. Haha. Dont get too jealous people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHENA OGLs rock the house down man! You guys rock! Never believe i was so mad. I become mad because you people are mad, in a good way though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, ATHENA bring the house down!!! ATHENA ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss all of you and all of the times we spent together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11019570-5686018841475083821?l=thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5686018841475083821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11019570&amp;postID=5686018841475083821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5686018841475083821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11019570/posts/default/5686018841475083821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrapofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/athena.html' title='Athena'/><author><name>crapped at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00657327926571517194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
