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type='text'>Say you miss me @ thecobra-sbody.tumblr.com xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5757867973798652191?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5757867973798652191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/04/say-you-miss-me-thecobra-sbodytumblrcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5757867973798652191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5757867973798652191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5083797574681217894</id><published>2010-03-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:41:46.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was hell, but today i'm fine without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S5YwdJt6GzI/AAAAAAAAAig/-6-VLVy1RWE/s1600-h/tumblr_kwu110C03q1qzevelo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S5YwdJt6GzI/AAAAAAAAAig/-6-VLVy1RWE/s400/tumblr_kwu110C03q1qzevelo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Handle me with care, because once i'm gone, i am gone. I would never think of returning to you.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is miserable, i failed math, i failed combine humans, i failed POA. Although all the subjects i failed by 2 or 3 marks, I am still losing hope. Because i had never failed so many subjects before. Despite the fact that i used to get distinction for my POA, I am actually failing it now! Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still depressed over the matter that i can't afford the dress i saw at River Island that day! It was selling at the price of $85, that dress was gorgeous man! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing great is happening........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two more days, and it shall be my baby, ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5083797574681217894?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5083797574681217894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-was-hell-but-today-im-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5083797574681217894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5083797574681217894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-was-hell-but-today-im-fine.html' title='Yesterday was hell, but today i&apos;m fine without you.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S5YwdJt6GzI/AAAAAAAAAig/-6-VLVy1RWE/s72-c/tumblr_kwu110C03q1qzevelo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6667291927097792345</id><published>2010-03-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:39:08.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes a loss before you found it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S45TRepVJLI/AAAAAAAAAic/lgv1E8eLpFw/s1600-h/tumblr_kqehquj3Qw1qzjcf3o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S45TRepVJLI/AAAAAAAAAic/lgv1E8eLpFw/s400/tumblr_kqehquj3Qw1qzjcf3o1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"It takes a loss before you found it,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something had been troubling me recently, personally, i think it's really sad to see two close friends drifting away from each other. I hope i could come up with a solution and help as soon as possible. Please grant me the wisdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather had been really warm, so warm that it rises up to 35 degrees&amp;nbsp;Celsius. I think this year is going to be the hottest year over the past few decades. Or perhaps, hitting a higher temperature each day. And i had always hated hot weathers, i prefer rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen my term one results for Chinese and P.O.A. It's disappointing... However, i feel kind of contented with my English and Science results. Of course, I'd definitely seek for improvements and aim to achieve better grades. I had set myself a new resolution for this month again.&lt;br /&gt;1)Wake up earlier and reach school earlier.&lt;br /&gt;2)Bring homework home to complete by the next day.&lt;br /&gt;3)Revise for my tests.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about test, I'll be having Math and English test tomorrow. I think math won't not be a big problem, as i could still manage it fair. As for English, i have not start memorizing the format for report&amp;nbsp;writing! And i'm not good at report writing, i can't handle the part where we have to elaborate the bullets given well.Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March holiday is coming, i am kind of looking forward the Co-Curricular Activities school camp, but partially not. Looking forward as the seniors will be joining us, i really miss them. Furthermore, i am going to experience being the Main Instructor for the first time, i hope it's gonna be an unforgettable one. The other half that i'm not is because that i have to sacrifice few days of my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i love spending time with my sis. Only with her, i could feel the closeness and sister-ship between us. I think she's totally pure and innocent and true. I suddenly felt so blessed having her as a god-sister, after a year of knowing each other, i still find that it's impossible-to-have conflicts between us. Love her to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd rather fall on you, because i don't want to fall for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6667291927097792345?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6667291927097792345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-takes-loss-before-you-found-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6667291927097792345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6667291927097792345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-takes-loss-before-you-found-it.html' title='It takes a loss before you found it.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S45TRepVJLI/AAAAAAAAAic/lgv1E8eLpFw/s72-c/tumblr_kqehquj3Qw1qzjcf3o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5198856896656688134</id><published>2010-03-02T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:49:30.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I give up.</title><content type='html'>My vegetable computer is officially out of it prison! Thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clearly know that I have not been updating my blog, so i guess nobody is bothered to come and read my blog as often as before already. Right, i deserved that. That's one thing, another thing which is i am still exhausted as before, or perhaps i feel even more tired right now. I have been falling asleep quite easily once i lie my head comfortable and close my eyes. Damn, this is not bringing me anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School have been quite happening for me out there, a lot of things had happened recently. And my emotions are stirred. I am somehow puzzled. For one time, i thought that i had found someone whom i can totally trust, love and hang out like common close-friends does. But i guess, i am too wrong. She's absolutely turning her back on me, despite the fact that we did had fun together for a short period of time. And a really truth felt. I know i am silly. How on earth would a bird give up it's own wonderful wings and join me for a swim? Like, really.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my studies are dropping and shooting at the same time. But for one thing i can be very confirmed and sure that my POA result is dropping! I can no longer achieve A1 for my POA anymore, I am currently scoring a B4 for it. Fuck shit. I am really mad, and disappointed with myself. I should buck up. Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this is actually happening, i am afraid i am going to fall in love again. This is driving me crazy, and i never never never want it to happen. If it does, it's gonna be the biggest joke for the year. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have numerous of items in my buy-list carter right now. I want to get that bag, dress, heels from F21, that revealing-back dress from Topshop, that outfit from Pull and Bear, that awesome purse from River Island, that sexy printed leggings seen everywhere. Should i get the laced hair band? I can't go for shopping, till i get the ipod touch/ ipod nano/ ipod classic that i want. Shit, i am super indecisive. I can't pick what i want without having a real fussy consideration. But i guess this sounds familiar to most of you, this is human. Perhaps more often on the girls. Hehe. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl's novel had became my addiction. I can never get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Alicia keys is superb-gorgeous looking for an African, she is way toooo hot! I love her face, her song and her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5198856896656688134?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5198856896656688134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5198856896656688134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5198856896656688134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-give-up.html' title='I give up.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4384662817087030551</id><published>2010-02-21T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:30:14.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just have not met him yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sometimes&amp;nbsp;the only&amp;nbsp;solution is to escape and run away, sometimes you might feel better breaking down and cry for all you want, sometimes the best thing for you is to know nothing."&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm at the state of being vexed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4384662817087030551?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4384662817087030551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-have-not-met-him-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4384662817087030551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4384662817087030551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-have-not-met-him-yet.html' title='I just have not met him yet.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3374075792174944148</id><published>2010-02-14T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:14:04.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Saturday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would actually end up spending the chinese new year eve alone if I did not went out.&amp;nbsp;I wanted to join sis&amp;nbsp;and her family for the reunion dinner, but never mind, i called too late. Because they had a really early one at 5pm, i think. So it wasn't a bad thing still, at least we could spend sometime together outside. Knowing that all the stores outside today are closed, but we still insist on going to great world to try our luck. Unfortunately, it was closed. So we headed to China town, it was damn crowded, at the same time felt kind of irritated when people are so sweaty and sticky touches you and pushes you, ew feel&amp;nbsp;nauseated thinking about it. After that, we transported to Tiong bahru via train. Got a cup of Iced double chocolate at Coffee bean, frankly I think Mac Cafe's double chocolate tastes better. But I can't deny that Coffee bean's marsh mallows were&amp;nbsp;awesome. I can't believe sis took more than half an hour to finish her Hot double chocolate, gosh. Afterwards it as only 10.30pm, so we went to sat down at Tiong park and chat til 11.35pm and we went home. Feeling kind of sleepy and tired right now. Yay, tomorrow is Chinese new year! Steamboat and Redpackets, here i comeeee. Muahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did not managed to buy the nails extension and polish I want today. Grrrrrrr, so depressing. I gave up my long nails for basket ball, :(. Forget it, ah, i almost forgot. The same group of company went for basketball yesterday from 3.30pm to 8.30pm. Yeah, we have great stamina. Well at first&amp;nbsp;the courts were full, so we have some random&amp;nbsp;match with some random people. And there was this indian, she was kinda rowdy. At first I was holding on the ball, then she accidentally claw on my boobs. Then, she kneed into my leg causing a huge bruise on my legs now. (It's like almost&amp;nbsp;about 3-4cm circumference size, no kidding.) Lastly, the most outrageous part&amp;nbsp;one was she somehow knocked onto me and i sprained my ankle. Damn pain la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it's actually 1.13am already. No wonder I am feeling sleepy. Alright, good night readers and a happy Chinese New Year and Valentine Day to all of you out there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3374075792174944148?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3374075792174944148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-valentines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3374075792174944148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3374075792174944148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-valentines.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5827456557644907414</id><published>2010-02-10T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:57:05.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes i wanna call you but i know you won't be there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S3KmeMgYDRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/w_HePRDTKDY/s1600-h/tumblr_kwyi725OhI1qzm55po1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S3KmeMgYDRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/w_HePRDTKDY/s400/tumblr_kwyi725OhI1qzm55po1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been&amp;nbsp;5 days since i last posted. I miss blog, and&amp;nbsp;I am obsessed with 'Hi, my sweetheart' right now. So, I guess&amp;nbsp;I won't be updating so often like everyday. Haha. I just want to remind everyone of you out there,&amp;nbsp;I am still Szeman!! I have never change,&amp;nbsp;I am still the same, absolutely same. Maybe a little more mature, deep and experienced. Stronger in both mentality&amp;nbsp;and physically&amp;nbsp;as well, perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the CNY rehearsal today, everything was a full waste of time to me. I don't like rehearsal like such. I hated it. I find that it was so draggy, and we did get to practise much and neither did we tried on our costume for the whole purpose of 'full-dress' rehearsal thingy. I bet none of us are fully prepared for the near&amp;nbsp;approaching Friday which&amp;nbsp;will arrived in less than 2 days. Forget it, I don't want to talk about it. CCA really suck without the joking seniors,&amp;nbsp;I don't like it. I don't like the atmosphere of those despises and cold glares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;I caught 13 in uniform today. Neat and smart-looking, at the same time hot as ever! But I would prefer him in jersey though. I admire the blond hair and the pretty eyes of his. I don't know why&amp;nbsp;I'll smile when i see him each time. Sheeze, I love soccer matches. (L) By the way, Shan wen and myself went to stuff our stomach with Ikea's hotdogs just now. I never get sick of the hotdogs there, the curry puffs are awesome I can say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love this week so far. I went to hit the gym with Mandy, Jiawen and Shirley at Mandy's apartment on Monday. I ran 2.5km, and burned a sum of calories. Woohoo. But I had more fun on Tuesday, because it was my first time playing Basket-Ball. (But not my first time shooting the balls into the basket and touching them, of course!) Unfortunately, I was a fool enough to keep long nails and went to play basketball without cutting them off. So as a result of it, my pinky's nail came off. But not the whole thing though. It bled, but I did not care after i cut it off&amp;nbsp;and went on with the game with Brenzen, Shirley, Jingyu, Ben and Wenbin. It was really an enjoyable day, especially the 'Horse' game. Haha! So funny. Honestly, I am anticipating for the next basketball day. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should exercise more, I don't want to look fat in my new clothes for CNY! Stop eating! &lt;br /&gt;I must buck up on my studies, I've been failing many subjects. It is so depressing thinking about it. Sigh. Secondary 4 life suck, as usual. It dreads thinking of how horrible and miserable secondary 5 life would be next year. Yes, I have faith that I could make it to Sec 5. If I don't, I guess I can go eat shit and die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, charging to 'Hi, my Sweet heart.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I know life suck, but, smile people! :) Imagine everbody smiling on the street, it would be really great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5827456557644907414?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5827456557644907414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-wanna-call-you-but-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5827456557644907414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5827456557644907414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-wanna-call-you-but-i-know.html' title='Sometimes i wanna call you but i know you won&apos;t be there.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S3KmeMgYDRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/w_HePRDTKDY/s72-c/tumblr_kwyi725OhI1qzm55po1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3640511087139175047</id><published>2010-02-05T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:25:08.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a-w-e-s-o-m-e.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2wwxhNxzyI/AAAAAAAAAiA/MaPjZHTJk2E/s1600-h/tumblr_kwu0dwRQ131qzevelo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2wwxhNxzyI/AAAAAAAAAiA/MaPjZHTJk2E/s400/tumblr_kwu0dwRQ131qzevelo1_500.jpg" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(This time is different from before, we bid&amp;nbsp;farewell, on the other hand, i become more wild.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE: Today is a-w-e-s-o-m-e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, today was so fun. Despite the rain which actually ruined the&amp;nbsp;partial of our plan. It doesn't matter. After school dismissal, took bus 51 with Mandy, jiawen, kumar and tong together. It was a super long bus trip journey travelling from queenstown to west coast. After we reached our destination, jiawen went back home to get something. So me and Mandy went to the&amp;nbsp;market for lunch,&amp;nbsp;after that jiawen came to&amp;nbsp;find us.&amp;nbsp;It started raining heavily while we were waiting for 175 to&amp;nbsp;head to mandy's new house. We alighted at the wrong stop,&amp;nbsp;so we have to walked without shelter.&amp;nbsp;Halfway through, jiawen abandoned&amp;nbsp;us behind and rush t open the&amp;nbsp;gate.&amp;nbsp;Mandy and I was chasing after her behind. We reached the apartment, we were planning to go up to Mandy's house but jiawen insisted on staying downstairs and wait. (Tsk, this&amp;nbsp;girl with awesome boobs and ass is so stubborn)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So a funny scenario happened,&lt;br /&gt;SM : (Dragging JW into the lift)&lt;br /&gt;JW: (Struggled back) Whoa! Why are you so strong?&lt;br /&gt;SM : Hahaha! If not i not called Szeman already. &lt;br /&gt;It may not sounds funny, until you watch the whole dramatic scene. By the way, Mandy's house was really awesome. I love her house,&amp;nbsp;although it may not be the best house I've ever seen, but&amp;nbsp;it's so god damn beautiful. After wandering around, we went back down to changed into our bikini and conquered the swimming pool. After that it started to rain heavily again, we were shivering by cold at the pool. Until we could not take it anymore, we decided to run to the steam room and abandoned our belongings on the poolside under the umbrella with some relax chair. Sauna was great, it was extremely hot, i actually felt&amp;nbsp;a burnt on my leg man. And the steam totally blurred the room, hardly see anything. And I felt damn idiotic, like jiawen said, we were actually eating chips and slimming down in the sauna, that don't make a difference! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we relaxed at the relax chair for few hours. Halfway through, there was an entertainment by a few jokers who were playing with their friend's slipper. And they made a scene of themselves, one of them actually dropped into the pool as he lost his balance causing by the force of strength his friend pushed him. It was extremely funny. Then, we actually had a girls' talk session. It was so fun and nice talking to them about that topic, and we seemed so absorbed into it. HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy and I had our dinner together, we took the same bus home. Ended up reaching home at 10pm. Well, today was just, awesome. But sun tanning would be even&amp;nbsp;better, too bad the weather wasn't great. I'm looking forward to our next swimming session together. Hahahaha. Fridays is going to be interesting. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3640511087139175047?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3640511087139175047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-w-e-s-o-m-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3640511087139175047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3640511087139175047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-w-e-s-o-m-e.html' title='Today was a-w-e-s-o-m-e.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2wwxhNxzyI/AAAAAAAAAiA/MaPjZHTJk2E/s72-c/tumblr_kwu0dwRQ131qzevelo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7561427398586124952</id><published>2010-02-04T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:32:24.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is sets?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2qfGnhU6RI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9X60FRvQygo/s1600-h/miss_you_18878143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2qfGnhU6RI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9X60FRvQygo/s400/miss_you_18878143.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time when i needed you so much, yet&amp;nbsp;you weren't here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to let you know how much I've been missing you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you, sweethearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the days where we used to wrote letters to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the days where we used to hug each other when it is needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the days where we used to laugh together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the days where we were so bold and so in-our-own-world-totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the days where we used to gossip together.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss 'Tuesdays', it was like a traditional, it was special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe this is actually happening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i really miss it so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7561427398586124952?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7561427398586124952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-is-sets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7561427398586124952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7561427398586124952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-is-sets.html' title='Where is sets?'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2qfGnhU6RI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9X60FRvQygo/s72-c/miss_you_18878143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5909269243393737619</id><published>2010-02-03T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:32:59.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dislike you for being so fake, that's all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2lo8ugQbBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mlOYIHWr51k/s1600/tumblr_kwu0yqWkYp1qzevelo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2lo8ugQbBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mlOYIHWr51k/s400/tumblr_kwu0yqWkYp1qzevelo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(There are people whom you miss, there are people whom you loved, there are people whom affects you a lot in life, there are people whom you always cared... Nevertheless, the sunshine will always set.&amp;nbsp;But bear in mind.Tomorrow, you will find a new one again.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was late for school today, that sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lessons were as usual, boring like always. Instead, countless of homeworks are flooding me. I still have two math worksheets which is not done yet. And, i still have not finish the story-book i borrowed, no matter what i have to finish it by Saturday. Anyway, CCA is a total spoiler! Because of it, i only get to watched the second half of the match. Today's match was so fascinating man! It was filled with tension and violence. The jokers on the bench making hilarious remarks, and the 'dramatic let's-party' when we scored a goal. Haha,&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;so drolly. Anyway, the lucky ball was kicked to my direction twice, i was so lucky because i get the chance of seeing the close look&amp;nbsp;of that hottie. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sheeze man,&amp;nbsp;i have not been exercising for 2 months. I am putting on weights! I have gained tummy! Shittttt!! I miss the days of playing badminton like almost everyday, and the days of going gym and the days of going swimming! :(. Oh and i am planning to go to the library every Saturday, come join me if you're interested. Otherwise i would be alone! I am into story-books now, so i will be borrowing like 2 books every sat....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have to rush my homeworks already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5909269243393737619?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5909269243393737619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-are-people-whom-you-miss-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5909269243393737619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5909269243393737619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-are-people-whom-you-miss-there.html' title='I dislike you for being so fake, that&apos;s all.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2lo8ugQbBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mlOYIHWr51k/s72-c/tumblr_kwu0yqWkYp1qzevelo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3910221191505145430</id><published>2010-02-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:50:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheding tears isn't my material.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2bHA5y7ewI/AAAAAAAAAhs/uGsR0JaQbBM/s1600-h/tumblr_kwtz7wMIDc1qzevelo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2bHA5y7ewI/AAAAAAAAAhs/uGsR0JaQbBM/s400/tumblr_kwtz7wMIDc1qzevelo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Sheding tears isn't my material,".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, yesterday was an absolute chaos! My poor foots are suffering from blisters! Argh... Now i finally know the reason why are there really&amp;nbsp;inexpensive heels and expensive heels, all of them pay for a price! Anyway, yesterday was a really disappointing day for my sis and myself. At first, we met at Tiong bahru's MRT then we set off to Hougang and met her god-bro, he drived us to the hair-salon which my sis recommended me to cut at. So i have my hair-cut over there, the hairstylist was indeed marvellous. He sounded really professional like how sis described. Haha, you guys should have a hair-cut there as well. Because he is really an expert. I&amp;nbsp;actually planned&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;doing waves for my hair, but it costs S$185 including treatments,&amp;nbsp;but i was unaffordable for it. Grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we had our haircuts, her god-bro drove us back to Hougang Station then we took the train to Dohby Ghaut to purchase her perfumes. Afterwards, we head to Suntec City for shopping, sis bought a blazer at a really great price at New Look, she must be as happy as a lark right now. Then we took bus 10 to Vivo city, shopped around but couldn't find the dress which i am looking for. Unfortunately for us, there is no bus service to Great world city, so we cabbed there instead. It was so depressing that our effort were fruitless, because i don't the dress i wanted there as well. So in the end we sat down to get an iced chocolate at Mac Cafe to comfort ourselves. As we felt rather frustrated because our foots&amp;nbsp;ached like mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Great world city and took bus back to sis's home for steamboat. We talked about random stuffs on the bus, and suddenly thought of going Ion Orchard. We gotten so fed up about it. Because there are much more outlets and even larger ones in Ion! Grr, so we will be going there this coming Sunday again. Sigh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about yesterday, what bad luck, so terrible. Forget it. After school dismissal today, waited for Jiawen as she was taking her math test. Then we set off to IKEA to grab some food with Jiawen, Mandy, Roland and Billie. Afterwards we head back to school to watch the soccer match versus Bermadeer (Correct me if i am wrong). It was a tied 3-3, sad to say the guy from the other school broke his leg during the match, it was a total calamiy for such a thing to happpend. I hope that guy is alright, because he seems to be&amp;nbsp;badly injured from the way he screamed painfully. It was so serious that ambulance were called. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to rush my POA homework already, peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3910221191505145430?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3910221191505145430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/sheding-tears-isnt-my-material.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3910221191505145430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3910221191505145430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/02/sheding-tears-isnt-my-material.html' title='Sheding tears isn&apos;t my material.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2bHA5y7ewI/AAAAAAAAAhs/uGsR0JaQbBM/s72-c/tumblr_kwtz7wMIDc1qzevelo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8855706843899831377</id><published>2010-01-30T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:15:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me back what it belonged to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OsS0bH7lI/AAAAAAAAAho/rgew4GhEF5U/s1600-h/tumblr_kqczi9aaOJ1qzm55po1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OsS0bH7lI/AAAAAAAAAho/rgew4GhEF5U/s400/tumblr_kqczi9aaOJ1qzm55po1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think my post have been a little emotional for the recent weeks, my life hasn't been a really optimistic one currently. (i admit my life suck). I have to find&amp;nbsp;a new direction in life at all cost. I've lost a best friend who was like a mirror reflection of me, and she always gives the best advice to me. I've lost someone special whom i very much thought that he could be the one i could rely on when i am at my worst. I've lost in my studies, i&amp;nbsp;wasn't qualified to&amp;nbsp;get into through train. My life was way toooo good last time, i found so many precious stuff, yet i lost everything right now. Initially, if i hadn't gained, i wouldn't lose. &lt;strong&gt;The more precious you'd gained, the more painful it is when you lose it.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;What's more&amp;nbsp;are there to lose now? I have nothing. Utterly nothing no more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I should stop&amp;nbsp;posting about stuffs which are so saddening from now on. I don't want to remind myself how painful i am feeling right now if i happened to be viewing back my post in the present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I actually forgot to post about what i wanted to post yesterday. Haha. After school dismissal, jiawen, mandy and&amp;nbsp;I went to&amp;nbsp;Harbourfront for lunch. We gossiped and joked at the Mac. After that, Jiawen gotta leave for something else. So left with me and mandy, we walked and hang out around in Vivo until&amp;nbsp;8 if i am not wrong. We even had dinner together.&amp;nbsp;It's been a really long time ever since i hang out with my friends and talked about stuffs. I think Jiawen and Mandy are really awesome, i feel so comfortable with them. :) Makes me get a sense of fresh new feeling. Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well just now went to Queenstown primary for rehearsal, i felt so weird wearing all black. It's so not my colour. We played Truth or Dare using Shanwen's Ipod just now as a group with Jialing, Grace, Shanwen, Hong Yi and myself in our free time. The game was really interesting. Anyway, our rehearsal ended very early. So I was discussing with Hong yi and soojin whether they would like to hang out somewhere, but we could not think of elsewhere to go in our weird dressing. So I suggested going home and change and we shall head to the library to study. I will be meeting Soojin later at 1.30pm, in the mean time we would be waiting for Hong yi to join us at around 4pm as she will be having tuition from 2 to 3.30 today. Haha. Gonna finish all my homework by today, because i will be out for the whole day with my sis tomorrow. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am still in the confusion of deciding which hairstyle to cut. Bangz or Side frinch? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I expect an answer though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8855706843899831377?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8855706843899831377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-my-post-have-been-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8855706843899831377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8855706843899831377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-my-post-have-been-little.html' title='Give me back what it belonged to me!'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OsS0bH7lI/AAAAAAAAAho/rgew4GhEF5U/s72-c/tumblr_kqczi9aaOJ1qzm55po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-9131972290544791033</id><published>2010-01-29T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:23:45.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Fate succumbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;many a species : one alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;jeopardises itself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; --&lt;/b&gt;W. H Auden, Morrie's&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Realization; come to think of it, i had behaved like a little girl for the past few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; it hurts whenever you replies me that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it hurts when you silently left without saying a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it hurts when you pretend that nothing had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it hurts when you start to become a big affection in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What hurts the most is when i tried so hard, yet you treated it as if it meant nothing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't buy it, for the fact that you love me but you like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This seemed-to-be-perfectly-alright thing had already turn into something tragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The always brave and good at talking things out with the person whom i want to, had no longer seems to be there, i felt frighten, i was afraid, i dared not. Just because you defended for her and asked me not to bring it up, I felt awfully disgusted by what you've said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am no longer involve in the issue anymore, i am out of this, you have my words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I just gotten too sick and tired of waiting for so long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I just gotten a little impatient seeing you committing the same mistakes over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's just, senseless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Thanks for the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If this is what you truly wants, you are granted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&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/8174844010729511477-9131972290544791033?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/9131972290544791033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/realization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/9131972290544791033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/9131972290544791033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5611737850554839479</id><published>2010-01-27T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:07:06.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again, i am better off alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2A1oxA-a3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/6yT50NSnMz4/s1600-h/tumblr_kvyvbjg9KE1qa5ou2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2A1oxA-a3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/6yT50NSnMz4/s400/tumblr_kvyvbjg9KE1qa5ou2o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I just want to say, i am soooooooooooooooooooo tired!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, today is a super unpleasant day for me. I don't understand why must my picture appear in the school magz, sheeze man. Everybody are teasing me right now. Hahahaha, but i think it's rather funny! Another calamity was when Kendrick happened to be throwing some disgusting bread in a plastic bag, and it hit my forehead, purposely or not it hurts! Anyway, i can't believe Camden actually made me smile at my worst in class today. For the first time, i feel that all baddie guys are turning to be someone really nice and caring. People who are like Ben and Kumar&amp;nbsp;as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear at the bottom of my heart, i feel very tired! Like literally, tired. I cannot emphasize on how tired i am at this point of time. After CCA, i actually walked home as i was too lazy to dig out my wallet from my bag, my bag was freaking heavy by the way.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;hesitated to go home straight, i walked rounds and rounds along the road behind my house's bus-stop.&amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;mind have&amp;nbsp;million&amp;nbsp;of thoughts running, makes me feel so&amp;nbsp;tired and lost.&amp;nbsp;And so i sat down at the staircase of the&amp;nbsp;over-head bridge, appreciating the natures of life. I think it's such a waste if you happened to have a bad eye-sight. Because the beautiful scenery you see&amp;nbsp;isn't as accurate as it is. I think &lt;strong&gt;Eyes is the most beautiful camera on earth&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired that i fainted on my bed immediately when i lie on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5611737850554839479?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5611737850554839479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-again-i-am-better-off-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5611737850554839479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5611737850554839479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-again-i-am-better-off-alone.html' title='Once again, i am better off alone.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2A1oxA-a3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/6yT50NSnMz4/s72-c/tumblr_kvyvbjg9KE1qa5ou2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5589137385110057460</id><published>2010-01-26T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:51:30.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hear me say? Don't throw me away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S161XP-ywPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/6ONYX9URhHs/s1600-h/tumblr_kqfc3n6Yyp1qz6d5so1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S161XP-ywPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/6ONYX9URhHs/s400/tumblr_kqfc3n6Yyp1qz6d5so1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just when things starts to get tangled, i think of you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should it be you or me, our path don't seems to collide anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have nowhere to move on, i wonder if you do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may seems a little emotional, but that does not matter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be okay, each time when i says, "Take this as a punishment".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a moment ago, everything seems to went off so smoothly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And within a short period of time, smoothness start to develope friction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It may be a strong stainless steel, but it will corrode over time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She may seems so tough, but you never get to see her crying herself to sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&amp;nbsp;want to hit you just to see if you cry... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You put on a mask for so long that it starts to blend into your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It could be just&amp;nbsp;a word, but you can never emphasize on&amp;nbsp;how important it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is just, as important as, your initiatives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just how long more could i&lt;strike&gt; stop missing you&lt;/strike&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid flu, cough and sore throat, go away! I hate feeling sick, it makes me feel weak! :@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5589137385110057460?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5589137385110057460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-things-starts-to-get-tangled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5589137385110057460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5589137385110057460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-things-starts-to-get-tangled.html' title='Can you hear me say? Don&apos;t throw me away...'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S161XP-ywPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/6ONYX9URhHs/s72-c/tumblr_kqfc3n6Yyp1qz6d5so1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7406563668167639489</id><published>2010-01-25T20:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:27:37.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430661357930243554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12Vu27fZeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KWhJFjQqFwE/s400/Image013.jpg" /&gt;Bolognese spaghetti, it looks like curry spaghetti here. Haha.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430661265940737170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12VpgPe7JI/AAAAAAAAAgg/HWwmWApDjEU/s400/Image026.jpg" /&gt;Sheeze man, i am hungry and conditioning right now!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430661075912111906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12VecVINyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/EoYn6KMgFhc/s400/Image031.jpg" /&gt;I love this girl here, (L).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430660941688917106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12VWoT0zHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Z6mNBGNEXc4/s400/Image032.jpg" /&gt;Chocolate fondue!!!! I loved it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430660847867140562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12VRKy-GdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/t5WF_cswM4M/s400/Image034.jpg" /&gt;Things which i bought.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430660715950549298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12VJfXmqTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/FcVXReuL1Aw/s400/Image039.jpg" /&gt;I bombz my POSB card! Awww....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430661666765688178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12WA1bmTXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/pG1gS-RyVUQ/s400/Image040.jpg" /&gt;This card cost $50, how great.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430660337642296866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12UzeD41iI/AAAAAAAAAfw/px4ZNa52DTA/s400/Image041.jpg" /&gt;You receive discounts in these selected outlets only, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures taken yesterday, at first i went over to sissy's house at 12 after that prepare our emcee speech at the one hour and few minutes before the meeting starts. Everything went off smoothly. I went back home to take my ez-link card, after that took bus 16 to head to Suntec. I can't believe it, we actually did a spontaneous shopping on the spot yesterday, and spontaneously signed up for a membership card, spontaneously bought a shirt at fox, a short at cotton on, and a pair of shoes in Newlook. Haha! Everything just went off spontaneously, and i spent like 100+ yesterday. Ahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i am craving for Pasta Mania!!! And chocolate fondue, speaking about that, sissy and me actually ordered the couple fondue. We ate happily, and say how blessed we are yesterday. We were so happy until we actually forgot to pay the bill and just left the place, and some more the staff at the counter actually smiled and waved byebye to me. I even smiled and waved back. We then realized that we did not pay until sis purchased a bottle of mineral water at Watsons, so we went back to pay the bill. Haha, super embarrassing at that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well as for today, in fact i should have flunked my POA test today, but thank goodness Soojin who was sitting beside me somehow know how to do. I actually glanced at her paper and suddenly recalled the formats. Haha, thanks babe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soccer match today was super disappointing, home vs. ACS. Sad to say, our school actually lost 2 matches in a row. Aww... I hope the guys will do well on Wednesday, gonna fly to the field immediately after my CCA. I am so into soccer match now, thanks to jiawen and mandy. The pair of them were great, i enjoyed spending time with them gossiping and playing with one another. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is test tomorrow for all i know! Either Chemistry or Physics, i don't know which! GG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i left my homework in school once again. Sigh, i am having flu and sore throat now. Sheeze man, i just recovered not long ago.... Grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7406563668167639489?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7406563668167639489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/bolognese-spaghetti-it-looks-like-curry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7406563668167639489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7406563668167639489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/bolognese-spaghetti-it-looks-like-curry.html' title=''/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S12Vu27fZeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KWhJFjQqFwE/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5482088424850479122</id><published>2010-01-23T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:52:58.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S1rgxHIKyeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EdBc8T78PCE/s1600-h/395838177_04e44cadfe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S1rgxHIKyeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EdBc8T78PCE/s400/395838177_04e44cadfe.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This song is best dedicate to &lt;strong&gt;someone &lt;/strong&gt;i know, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGGMLWh5PrY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to listen to it. &lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyics : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Backstabber (repeat 3x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;All alone, cause your little conversations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Got around, now look here what we all found out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Look here what we found, look here we all found out) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;That you have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;All because you're jealous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Now I know exactly what you're all about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;So this is what you're all about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Girl, your such a backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Oh girl, you're such a shit talker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Girl, your such a backstabber, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Talk talk talk talk talk talk) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I'm sick and tired of hearing all about my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;From other bitches with all of your lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Wrapped up so tight, so maybe you should shut your mouth, shut your mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shut your fucking mouth &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Honestly, I think it's kinda funny that you waste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Your breath talking about me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Got me feeling kinda special really (so this is what your all about) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Girl, your such a backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Oh girl, you're such a shit talker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Girl, your such a backstabber, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Katie's to the left there just there ripping my style &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Damn, Jeanie why you gotta tell the secrets about my sex life' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;All I ever did was drive your broke ass around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pick you up, take you out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;When your car broke down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Backstabber (3x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Girl, your such a backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Oh girl, you're such a shit talker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Girl, your such a backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Taking and twisting and telling, so manipulative) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Talk talk talk) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Taking and twisting and telling, so manipulative) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Oh girl uhu, you're looking like a lunatic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Everybody knows it (everybody knows it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Everybody knows &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're looking like a lunatic &lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows &lt;br /&gt;Yeah everybody knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Backstabber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kesha have officially become my female-singer&amp;nbsp;idol! Don't worry, i will still support Katy Perry to the max. Haha. Zomg, i can't believe i actually watch a rated R21 movie. But i don't care, the movie was&amp;nbsp;splendid and hilarious. HAHA! The tittle is 'American Pie', i have only finished the first season. Gonna watch the others when i am totally free like today. I always leave my homework in school, seriously screw myself!&amp;nbsp;I hate it when i have the mood to do homework, then i suddenly think of that 'Shit, i left that in school!'. Grr. Forget it, monday have no math lesson anyway. Damn, this entire week was all fully occupied by through train exam. If you think i can actually sit back and relax now, no way, that's an absolutely wrong thinking. I still having POA test on monday, Social studies test on Thursday and Geog test on Friday. And math exam to qualify for GCE 'O' next week as well. I am all prepared to be screwed man. I have not study!!!!!! SHIT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Forget it. Tomorrow is Sunday, heading to Weilin's house at 11 in the morning to do our emcee preparation. And do some rehearsal, then we will be attending d.d.m together. I have lots of things to tell you tomorrow, sis. Haha! Miss you baby, xx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;(Ich liebe dich, Junge.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;P.s. Blog draft is cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.p.s. Words in &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt;, that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5482088424850479122?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5482088424850479122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/backstabber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5482088424850479122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5482088424850479122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/backstabber.html' title='Backstabber'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S1rgxHIKyeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EdBc8T78PCE/s72-c/395838177_04e44cadfe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3916325617435731246</id><published>2010-01-22T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:55:21.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That eyes.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh! Flunked again! The most ridiculous thing which is, i have been memorizing very hard on my SS's Source based essay in the beginning of this week. Like every night before i sleep, and keep writing it... And omfgzzzz, i just realized that i was actually memorizing on 'IMPACT OF THE CONFLICT' and not 'CAUSES OF CONFLICT'. I think i am freaking blind, don't know what the hell is wrong with me. Hell, and end up screwing my social studies paper today. I was so god damned bloody confident about the Source based esssay, and it ended up to be a catastrophe. Forget it, paper have already took. Can't rewind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after my test went to find Jiawen, Mandy and kumar at the canteen. We chat for awhile, after that went to the field to watch the soccer match of Home vs. St. Gab. First time i was so engaged with a soccer match... It was quite disappointing that we lost 0-3. And the sun was shining horribly bright, was feeling super hot and irritated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still attracted by 13's eyes. Goodness. It's smokin' hot, to me at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3916325617435731246?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3916325617435731246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/that-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3916325617435731246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3916325617435731246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/that-eyes.html' title='That eyes.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3662169726063303630</id><published>2010-01-21T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:03:47.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when i thought i had it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have absolutely no idea how have i been.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have absolutely no idea how much tears have i shed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have absolutely no idea how long have i been struggling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have absolutely no idea what am i struggling for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have absolutely no idea, no idea at all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am tired, going sleep soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Queensway to purchase my new nike bag with Shirley just now. Bought it at 73.90, i think there was an offer or something. Because the usual price was 113.xx. I forgot. My Profit! Muahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Horribly flunked my geography paper today. Argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Social studies to go tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3662169726063303630?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3662169726063303630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-i-thought-i-had-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3662169726063303630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3662169726063303630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-i-thought-i-had-it-all.html' title='Just when i thought i had it all.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7512730262605624043</id><published>2010-01-20T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:55:58.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that easy, no.</title><content type='html'>I have flunked 2 papers... I really can't be bothered anymore. 2 more papers to go, i still have not revise for my Geography, i think getting into through-train is a fat hope for me right now. I won't be surprise if i happen to get a single digit for my Physic paper, it was very badly done. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so busy, and busy makes me feel so tired. Life seems to be so happening for me at this moment. I have a lot of upcoming task to prepare for, such as through-train exam, chinese dance upcoming 3 performances, this sunday discussion meeting (emcee for the day), upcoming SYM concert, upcoming YOG dance practices, followed by August YOG. Gosh, and then 'N' will arrive. June or somewhere near there is prelim already, time is running, even every words which i type now counts! Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get the answers to all the questions running in my mind right now. What is going to happen next, does not matter anymore. How i want it to happen, how do i want it to conclude, is what i am concern of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Same situation, same mood, same perception&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;:  I am really needy right now; i need a hug badly, i need someone to hear me spills out my grumbles, i need someone to cheer me up and say something really sweet to me, i need someone to offer me a candy and a really (sweet) one, i just need a little time on my own to reflect. I felt like as if i have abandoned my torch light in a complete gloomy and dark place, and now i am lost in direction, lost in purpose, so aimless. This obstacle is all about independence and courageous, i am willingly taking this challenge up alone whole-heartedly. And i meant, alone. I just need some time, practically, just yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7512730262605624043?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7512730262605624043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-that-easy-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7512730262605624043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7512730262605624043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-that-easy-no.html' title='Not that easy, no.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1812519992713052631</id><published>2010-01-19T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:11:28.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a little time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S1WxoNYRPhI/AAAAAAAAAew/pdQePnYodgQ/s1600-h/koh+lipe+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428440230209338898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S1WxoNYRPhI/AAAAAAAAAew/pdQePnYodgQ/s400/koh+lipe+sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come to think of it, i haven't really plan for my 2010 resolutions yet. But, i just gotten some inspiration after reading Farhana's journal. I should really buck up and learn from her, i should also ensure myself to work hard for my studies. I think Farhana is really awesome. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Szeman, just put all those unhappy, miserable, unlikely, unnecessarily, upsetting, depressing, irritating, annoying, provoking, agitating, disturbing, etc etc stuffs aside. All you have to do is to concentrate on your studies, career and co-curricular activity and achieve total victory for the YOG dance this year. &lt;em&gt;Do not let history repeat, and let some degenerates affect you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although I have already let slip for somethings, but i still have time to rectify them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although i have made a huge mistake, but i've realised it. And i will assure myself to move on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although unlimited tasks and assignments seems to be increasing day by day, but i know holiday will surely arrive one day. Just like Winter will always turn to Spring. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't see a point in complaining about the past anymore, it is just pure senseless and pointless. I am really needy right now; i need a hug badly, i need someone to hear me spills out my grumbles, i need someone to cheer me up and say something really sweet to me, i need someone to offer me a candy and a really (sweet) one, i just need a little time on my own to reflect. I felt like as if i have abandoned my torch light in a complete gloomy and dark place, and now i am lost in direction, lost in purpose, so aimless. This obstacle is all about independence and courageous, i am willingly taking this challenge up alone whole-heartedly. And i meant, alone. I just need some time, practically, just yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bottled.it.up. everything is a little too late, baby...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1812519992713052631?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1812519992713052631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-little-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1812519992713052631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1812519992713052631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-little-time.html' title='Take a little time.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S1WxoNYRPhI/AAAAAAAAAew/pdQePnYodgQ/s72-c/koh+lipe+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-2715653535276727903</id><published>2010-01-18T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:09:43.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is just personal, so don't bother to find out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IF YOU'RE 555 THEN IMMA 666!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was completely overwhelmed by some shits which i found out. Damn. Was so overwhelmed that i was all passionate burning 'hot' for the whole day. I behaved very differently today, i felt like the old past me. Where my screwed up attitude start to possessed into my body, which nobody could stop me. But i guess this must be the effect after tolerating and enduring some shitty stuffs. I have been pushed to quite near my limit already, you guys just pray hard that it won't rise up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i pushed myself a lot during PE lesson today. Especially for the first two rounds. After that i was completely exhausted, i am certain that it is the cause of this morning consumption of medicine with an empty stomach. I was god damned giddy and almost fainted on the spot. But fortunately i did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still laughing over the matter where mandy and jiawen fell today. HAHA! There is more to go tomorrow, oh my god. Second round of harassment fight! I hope mandy is alright, because she injured her leg somehow from the fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna express it out! But who could i turn to? A fact i found out, is equilibrium to a knife stabbing into me. So tell me, why would i not feel difficulty in breathing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-2715653535276727903?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/2715653535276727903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-is-just-personal-so-dont-bother-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2715653535276727903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2715653535276727903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-is-just-personal-so-dont-bother-to.html' title='It is just personal, so don&apos;t bother to find out.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5686365220367339691</id><published>2010-01-11T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:34:57.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spare me your freakin' dirty look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Which choice would you pick, if you were me? Both are equally lugubrious in every angle. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracious me!!!! A combo of diseases have been attacking me for 3 days.  Sore throat, dry cough and fever seriously kills. What's more, there is CCA tomorrow! It is a calamity! Okay, i know i am sounding very exaggerating. Whatever. I am feeling even more exhausted now compare to the past few years where school ends at 2pm. Now that it had extended 1 and a half an hour, my days are cut shorter. And i don't have much time, really. Through train exams are haunting, 6 more days to go... And i am completely unprepared. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope i recover soon. So that i have the life force to face every challenges in reality. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5686365220367339691?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5686365220367339691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/spare-me-your-freakin-dirty-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5686365220367339691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5686365220367339691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/spare-me-your-freakin-dirty-look.html' title='Spare me your freakin&apos; dirty look.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3158436219218673393</id><published>2010-01-05T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:42:54.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep soar voice</title><content type='html'>Wow, in the first place how do you even know that i am talking about you? I could be talking about someone else. &lt;em&gt;What makes you think that it is you since you didn't did all these shits?&lt;/em&gt; Alright, cut this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, yeah i admit i don't have enough time to spend with him. Does this means that you get to spend the time which i don't have, with him? Isn't your job as a friend was to tell me that i should spend some time with him more? Go out with poh ee and yi ray so what? If you tell someone that, they will just think it is a double date. Be contented enough because i didn't think that way in the very first place.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, saying "i am the one..." Rather than "She is the one..." then call not pushing blame. Thirdly, you lied to me say it was you who called Camden to watch the movie, i take it as nothing happened already despite the fact that it wasn't you.&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, you do not expect me to believe you once you have lied to me. Take it as you are innocent, you didn't asked him to call you. And he is the one who called you, that does not matter still because you are still to be found guilty for not holding firm to what your very own decision was. You are just telling me that you needed him so much that you have to cop out on your own decision, or are you indirectly telling me that you are a more preferable choice than me?&lt;br /&gt;Well lastly, what benefit will you get? Nothing, but freedom that you used to be pleading for. But this is what you want too, don't think i don't know. How many times have i, poh ee and shirley told you that you should know your own limit and not talk to him at late time on phone? But you just wouldn't listen, you did it over and over again. Was it on purpose? Or it was all accidents? I think it is pretty obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you know you are at fault, then shouldn't you be feeling guilty and come to apologise? I think i may think of forgiving you, but i guess it is not necessarily. In your eyes, you think everything you does are your fault and no one think you are good. But in my eyes, i think you always remember what bad things people remember about you instead of the good one. Even before everything started, you are all wholeheartedly to hold firm to defend everything i said that you did. You think i am being too petty and not understanding. But make this clear, you are the one who is not understanding among all. You never thought of how would i feel when you get so close with someone i loved, you never count how long have i been tolerating with my loved one being shared with, you never imagine that i would have these decisions. Not one have you ever expected, have you? If you are purely sorry, why would you have the mood to feel fucked up? Have you even thought of all these, miss understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim is not to haggle with you or what ever. You should know, everybody knows, as long as you want to argue with me, i will definitely retaliate. Because i don't think you are the sufferer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, i am not accusing you for being two-face when you did so many things which turns you to be one. Acting as a Anonymous in tagboards, and lying to achieve somebody's care and sympathy. You know, you will not think it is easy to use which angle to think of you once you were to step in my shoe after knowing the bad deeds you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it... Contradict or Truce? You still have a choice and a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, the objective here is all about your &lt;em&gt;Personality&lt;/em&gt; which is &lt;em&gt;Hidden in&lt;/em&gt; you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3158436219218673393?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3158436219218673393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-soar-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3158436219218673393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3158436219218673393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-soar-voice.html' title='Deep soar voice'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1157900286001108561</id><published>2010-01-04T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:31:01.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said there is no truce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Goodness, may i state a life's most ridiculous lie ever?! Well well, here is a story, i confessed to somebody that i will never talk on phone with that particular person and never get so close with that person again, after that just the next day i ask that person out and some other days later i requested the person to call me because i was watching some horror movies. Oh no, when that somebody found out, right, the most i can just say i didn't call that person it was him who called me. Haha. So i got nothing to do with it, it's just him who called me. And her fault for misunderstanding that the problem occur in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY THRASH! WHAT A JEST SERIOUSLY?! What kind of person who will think of such hilarious idea? Sounds extremely two face. A mistake committed, just admit. What's wrong? I think this is really pathetic though, acting all innocent and pushing the blame to others. Well, look i ain't like you, i learn from my mistake and i will admit. I don't push blame to others. That will only turn you more shameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not emphasize further on such ludicrous issue, damn it. Right people? &lt;strong&gt;I will never start something, when you don't. And i only continue if you go on with it first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really disappointing, i know. Let's talk about some sanguine stuffs! Yeah, yesterday was really funny. My sis was supposed to meet me at my house downstair by 11am so that we can go for the YOG audition together, but i called her phone for like 20 times, but it can't reach through, so i went down the bus stop to check whether she have already reach or not. But i don't see her, then i start to feel kind of worried so i decided to walk to her house. I knocked on to the door and her grandpa answered, i was awestruck when he told me that she was still sleeping. Haha. It was really silly, here is our conversation on the phone at the night before that day we meet.&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Okay, let's meet at 11am tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;Sis : "Okay, eh you sure you can wake up or not?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Yeah can la, you just be punctual tomorrow ok!"&lt;br /&gt;Sis :"Sure, i surely will."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;Sis :"Very sure, confirm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, look what happen in the end. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our audition, we head to Great world to collect our ticket at 2.30pm, after that we watched Avatar but this time was in 3D version with my sis. I think the effect was great, but i still prefer the non-3D version, the vision is better such as the colourings and all. Haha. And the theme song is nice, &lt;em&gt;I see you By Leona Lewis&lt;/em&gt;. By time we finished the movie it was already 9.30pm, so we went home early for the sake of school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well school today was super cumbersome, it was raining heavily in the morning, was freezing and i was covered tightly by my blanket, makes me don't feel like getting up from my bed. Haha, met shirley at the bus-stop then we walked to school together just like last time we used to do. Both morning and afternoon assembly today was rather boring. Lessons was okay because shirley and myself were entertaining with each other. Haha! I really love it when Karen Chong is one of our teacher, :). (Inside joke)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school dismissal, walked to Redhill MRT and took train to City Hall station then walked to Suntec City. Had KFC for our lunch, then we walked around and went to find my brother at Royal Sporting House. Went to check out on the list of stuffs which i want to buy after receiving my bursary, damn it they still have not mail me! &gt;:@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! MATHS! There is math lesson tomorrow! Forget it, there are many people out there with incomplete works as well. Haha. I should take it easy, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1157900286001108561?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1157900286001108561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-said-there-is-no-truce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1157900286001108561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1157900286001108561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-said-there-is-no-truce.html' title='I said there is no truce.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8386999625447643295</id><published>2009-12-31T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:34:57.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it begins, it won't truce.</title><content type='html'>Hey, i am back from my absence! This week have been really happening. Activities like joining this year flint batch 7 for a total of 8 training sessions, went to church with roland, jiawen, pea, kendrick, shirley, weilin and jiaquan. Spent the christmas night at home with my sis to drink tequila, and i felt guilty over letting her drink few shots. Because she vomitted. Awww... But i was very giddy too. And CCA meetings, outing with poh ee, shirley and see teng. And many more upcoming events, tomorrow's bbq at florence condo, flint on the 2nd, YOG audition coming this sunday, and then school reopens. Gosh, it's a tragic. Because i haven't complete my homework! Maths!!! I abandoned my Chinese homework at one corner already, and yeahhh a small round of applause for myself completing Chemistry homework. Haha. Shit la, I still have like 13-15 exercises to go. I did 2 or 3 exercises today, and i hope i will be hardworking enough to key in Homework into my schedule. Ah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 31st December, i think this post is going to be long, because i really do have many thoughts in mind which i wanna use blog to express all out. While waiting for my sis, damn i am quite pissed now though. She said she would come at 2pm, but now it's like 7pm already. Never mind i am partially not mad because she have reason. Alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more hours til the clock hit 00.00. I think this year had been a great year despite so many obstacles. Stuffs like handling break ups, late for exam, frenemies, getting into through train, boot camp, losing friends and blablabla. Honestly, i am upset. But no wait, i am still very glad that i have found a wonderful, fabulous, amazing friend like Bay Wei Lin, and we are so close and deeply in love with each other that we became sisters. Haha! And I am totally grateful that i am going to have a friend whom i know for 10 years like Shirley, many things happened but we never fall apart and she have always been there for me when i needed a listening ear. Next. Although it was my decision to let go 2 of my wonderful best friends used to be like Tiffany and Estee, i never forget about them til now. I still reminiscence alot of things about us when we used to spend time together and reading back the pounds of letters we used to wrote to each other. (I think i will be writting essays if i have to write about these 4 peoples, so i guess better not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, i met some really nice classmates/friends like Jing Yu, Alex, Jia Quan, Leong, Soo Jin, See Teng, Poh Ee, Kumarran and Jiawen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, thanks jiawen for spending your time with me to eat lunch with me after our EOF papers, and shared stuffs with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kumarran is a guy who really cheered me up on my birthday, by saying all those nice compliments and saying how much he have to buy a birthday present for me. I appreciated it.(My birthdate* this year wasn't a memorable one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Quan taught me math, and shared his seat with me when some scumbag took my chair away while i was away, he is a very nice boy who always likes to SWING. Haha! Anyway, i experienced my first time going church through him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, next will be Leong. I don't know much about him, but i know he is quite a funny guy whose patterns more than Badminton! HAHA! And he is one of the caring person who cares alot for his friends and protect his siser and also a nice guy who offered us to use his passion card when we go for badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is a super mean fella with his super straight forward trait, but he is still kind and friendly in his way. And hey, i am going to reveal a secret about him. His voice sounds very sexy when he say 'Baby..' HAHA! Opps, i think i am going to get killed. Yes he is also smart and kind enough to ask us out to the library to study together for exam. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JingYu! Haha, almost forgot his name. I think he is my closest friend among the guys. He's been a very nice friend who always teaches us homeworks. And always so steady for badminton. LOL! He is very nice to joke with and funny. My game master who always intro games to me to cure my boredom. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo Jin is not really a new friend i met though, I known her since primary 5. Haha. She is still as shy as before and yet still as nice as before. Thanks for all the chocolates,sweets, My idol's picture you offered me. I think i am like treating her as if my younger sister in class, i never liked seeing people who disturb her in class and do nothing. And she is also someone who accompany me when i am a fresh newcomer in the Chinese Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poh Ee is the most intelligent girl and accumulate the strongest mentality person i have ever met. She's been like a mother to me, oh no, i am not trying to say her old. But she is really too caring and strict at time. But her voice is super sharp and made her sounds bitchy from far. I think thats the reason mostly people dislike about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Teng have been a wonderful friend who spends alot of effort and thoughts for my birthday. A friend who never give me up despite how mean i mistreated her and all. Accompanying me for lunch/dinner and times whereby i was alone. But still, i am &lt;em&gt;deeply sorry to mention this&lt;/em&gt;. I really hate it when she have no limit for getting so close with my exboyfriend and lied to me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly a person whom i really owed an apology which can never be solved easily after saying sorry. Although we are through, but my feelings are still there. I know i made a really selfish decision, i don't mind if you hate me for that. I really think this is a better way to everything. I don't wish to be a burden, i have been tolerating for few months. It's really pointless. Now that you have your freedom, you can chat on phone, go out and go to someone's house with whoever you likes at anytime. Another reason for this, i don't want to get disracted from lessons as well. Well, i shan't go further, it's personal by the way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles, and have a prosper new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who failed to accomplish your goals today, don't worry. There is always a tomorrow. A new day, a new year to turn into a new leaf. I wish everybody successful in the future. Losing is steps to winning and success. Giving up are true losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, don't get over stressed up over wealth, fame and glories. Being healthy is when you achieved absolute happiness. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8386999625447643295?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8386999625447643295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-it-begins-it-wont-truce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8386999625447643295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8386999625447643295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-it-begins-it-wont-truce.html' title='When it begins, it won&apos;t truce.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5402652334246629641</id><published>2009-12-19T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:28:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't mean anything, since you're gone.</title><content type='html'>Hey readers! Apology on not uploading... Okay let's talk about Thursday, because it was a rather rush day for me. Wake up and had my breakfast and all then went to school to collect my Textbooks with my mum. After that the staff briefed alot on the FAS scheme to me. After we collected, went to NTUC to buy breakfast with my mum. Went home at 2pm, go back and have a shower then rush to Great world to catch Avatar with my mum and sec bro. YEAH! AVATAR ROCK TRUST ME! I think it is the greatest movie i've ever watch in my life, yo. Really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna catch a 3D version of it with my friends someday. Haha. Once again, i am officially broke. Grrrr... It's irritating me seriously. Okay, back to topic. Well after the movie went to Vivo to walk around with my mum while waiting for my sis to come and look for me. We took bus to TBSC at around 7.30. Chanted, and practiced our dance steps for the performance at GM this coming sunday. Which is tomorrow, goodness. So after that we went to Harbourfront for KFC. I am in love with the new black pepper chicken flavour! Loves loves. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So, now that i have received my sec 4 mathematics counts book. I gotta mug for my homework. I was super hardworking yesterday. I spent like almost 8 hours on my maths homework. So i already done from Exercise 6A to exercise 6J now. It was totally insane man! Check this out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416842843416154530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Syx93c3v0aI/AAAAAAAAAd4/44MA_MHWgVc/s400/Image007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416842120663951570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Syx9NYaMaNI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZCy6foNja0M/s400/Image002.jpg" /&gt; (The markings are for me to take note for incomplete questions.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TOO LAZY TO MUG TODAY!!! RAWR! But still have to do some exerises, otherwise i will be in dead meat when school reopens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But i still have the mood to camwhore. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416845528373696674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SyyATvHgmKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xofgYLW-KVc/s400/Sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5402652334246629641?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5402652334246629641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-doesnt-mean-anything-since-youre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5402652334246629641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5402652334246629641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-doesnt-mean-anything-since-youre.html' title='It doesn&apos;t mean anything, since you&apos;re gone.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Syx93c3v0aI/AAAAAAAAAd4/44MA_MHWgVc/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1287626710262019217</id><published>2009-12-15T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:31:31.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast it out</title><content type='html'>Hello readers, i know i haven't been updating again. Past two days went for gm's dance rehearsal at SYC on sunday and TBSC last night. Today went out for Badminton. I am feeling very sleepy now... Grr. Tomorrow going play badminton again. Haha. Thursday will be going school to collect my textbooks and all then at night will be going TBSC for dance rehearsal. Haha. Sunday will be the performance for General Mtg. Gonna groove the whole hall and blast the hall with laughters(Inside joke with Weilin) HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, i am so in love with the new mouse now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415420018475379922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sydv0I7DrNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/l4ucIXV8aBI/s400/Razer3G_BLUE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Razer diamondback. Haha! Gonna blast it when i play dota. I am jealous with my sec bro man! He bought a samsung camera, and it is all his! Wonder when will i get enough money to get mine.... I wanna buy a new badminton racket! I just found out the blue racket i am owning now its Yonex brand. But it is super lousy. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sleepyyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1287626710262019217?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1287626710262019217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/blast-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1287626710262019217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1287626710262019217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/blast-it-out.html' title='Blast it out'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sydv0I7DrNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/l4ucIXV8aBI/s72-c/Razer3G_BLUE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6688150780750955550</id><published>2009-12-07T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:53:51.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why would i be afraid in a rollercoaster of my own theme park?</title><content type='html'>Hey blogpers. Went out with my sis to Vivo to help her eye on clothes yesterday. Shop in every single clothes and shoes shop in Vivo and Harbour Front. In the end sh bought a dress at Pull and Bear and heels from DMK. I can't wait for our shopping spree in January, its gonna be a wild one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today went for badminton with Alex, Pea, Jing yu and Shirley. We played for 2 hours only since Leong did not joined us as he was busy with his stuffs. After badminton went to Tiongs' Kopitiam for lunch, me and shirley keep laughing non stop over our boldness and craziness. Haha. Alex was kind of pissed off though. Which was even more funny. Haha, hey alex you better come for badminton tomorrow! Oh talking about badminton today, i smack until my own left thigh twice. Which was painful. I have to change a new over grip for my racket soon, it's kind of screwed causing my middle finger skin to peel off quite badly today. Grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i wanna get this : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412460290769978178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sxzr9UBAg0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/7cqxjV12LA4/s400/Sony-Cyber-shot-DSC-T300-camera-2.jpg" /&gt;Sony Cybershot! Roar! It's approximately around S$300 to S$400, correct me if i am wrong. Shit, i better stop eyeing on stuffs. I have lots of lots of lots of things to buy right now. Sportswear, Swimwears, Tops, Bottoms, Heels, Bags, Shoes, Camera, N97, still counting! Counting...........................................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6688150780750955550?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6688150780750955550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-would-i-be-afraid-in-rollercoaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6688150780750955550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6688150780750955550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-would-i-be-afraid-in-rollercoaster.html' title='why would i be afraid in a rollercoaster of my own theme park?'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sxzr9UBAg0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/7cqxjV12LA4/s72-c/Sony-Cyber-shot-DSC-T300-camera-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8403878588520574076</id><published>2009-12-04T14:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:51:15.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate it when my phone is down with low balance, i wonder when can i make my next top up. Forget it. Well yesterday went out with my family for dim sum. After that went home change and get my movie pass with my bros. Took bus 139 to The Cathay to meet mum, after that watched 2012. Afterwards dine in a hong kong cafe, and went home at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411267381879491394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxivA4GVy0I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/gopQ0Id32Pc/s400/2012-doomsdaycrop.jpg" /&gt;I'll rate this movie 5 stars over 5 stars for its graphic and storyline. The graphic was superb, it looked tremendously real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411268821385860994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxiwUqrZ14I/AAAAAAAAAdY/4b_W97uMdqk/s400/3533215026_b80a1b5558.jpg" /&gt;I recommend you guys to watch Raging Phoenix, the trailer is fabulous. Go watch it now : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ejM7ZCEzs5A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ejM7ZCEzs5A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jija Yanin is godly with her fighting skills, love her. I wish i have half of her skills... Haha. Going to watch it with my brothers later on. Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8403878588520574076?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8403878588520574076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8403878588520574076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8403878588520574076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/phone.html' title='Phone!!!!!'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxivA4GVy0I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/gopQ0Id32Pc/s72-c/2012-doomsdaycrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-386902527799826469</id><published>2009-12-02T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:45:34.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation is finishing soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Advertorial :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Students 15 and above who are interested in looking for job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outdoor sales, salary is based on Commissions. No Basic Salary. The sales is to promote Privileged card for a newest and latest website launch by Singapore. You can drag all your friends to join. Working days would be 6 days a week, you can either take a off day on Thursday or Friday. If interested call : 9161 3385.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't be taking up this job personally, because the working hours are not really what i am looking for. After going for the interview at Heeren Orchard with Alex, Pea, JingYu and Shirley, went to Mac for lunch. Then walked around in Takashimaya, Alex, Pea and jing yu left early. So left with me and Shirley window shopping around. We joked alot and said alot of sadist jokes. Haha. Went home at 5pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410587330051387842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxZEgpnxMcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/2Vmd1AyAYKs/s400/nokia_n97_mini_garnet_open2.jpg" /&gt;N97 mini!!! I want to get this phone and this colour! I dont think my mum allow me to sign contract, and so i have to wait until i saved up to S$900.................... Grr. Anyway, i am still considering N97 mini and Blackberry Bold. But i guess most likely i would want a N97 mini. (Stop spending your money on junks! Must control!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-386902527799826469?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/386902527799826469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-is-finishing-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/386902527799826469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/386902527799826469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-is-finishing-soon.html' title='Vacation is finishing soon...'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxZEgpnxMcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/2Vmd1AyAYKs/s72-c/nokia_n97_mini_garnet_open2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7849599597289700260</id><published>2009-12-01T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:36:01.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elastic chest ; be open.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxTxY4O1nBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/lIPungGijGY/s1600/katy+perry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410214462092581906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxTxY4O1nBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/lIPungGijGY/s400/katy+perry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(I love Katy Perry! Officially my idol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God damn man. My right hand has lost it physical strength after playing badminton today. It is shuddering right now even when i am typing the keyboard or eating noodles. Well i woke up at 11am today, bathed and changed and all. Then walked to Henderson CC to submit my bursary form and meet Shirley, Leong, Alex, Pea and Jing yu. We booked a court for 3 hours at the price of $12. It is so much cheaper than Delta sports hall. Goodness, 3 hours of badminton... Haha. Super tiring. There was a match between me and alex tag team versus. Leong and Jingyu tag. I don't know somehow, which i don't know how my racket suddenly flew out in a slow motion. LOL! Then Jingyu me and alex burst out into laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After playing we went to Tiong plaza for lunch, while they were eating i was resting on the table. Then we walked around and went home at 4.30pm. Shit, i am feeling super tired now. Wonder if i could wake up tomorrow or not. Going for interview, hope it will be a pass. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7849599597289700260?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7849599597289700260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/elastic-chest-be-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7849599597289700260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7849599597289700260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/12/elastic-chest-be-open.html' title='Elastic chest ; be open.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxTxY4O1nBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/lIPungGijGY/s72-c/katy+perry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3685724477231580800</id><published>2009-11-30T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:23:51.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It didn't mean anything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxOExYmRgTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ARSpEvVpx80/s1600/DSC02485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409813561353535794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxOExYmRgTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ARSpEvVpx80/s400/DSC02485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Rain, rain i love raining days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for discussion meeting at TBSC yesterday at 1, after that went to Vivo with my mum for lunch. After lunch my mum went home and i waited for sis at 1st floor. We shopped around Vivo hoping to find something that i want to buy. But nothing caught my eyes. So we went to Bugis street, and managed to bought a jeans shorts. Walked to Iluma for yogurt ice cream, it taste very nice but quite expensive also. $5 for a small cup... After that walked to Bugis Junction and check out Cotton On's sales. Bought a t-shirt with sissy, original price was at $25 each but buy 2 at the price of $20! It was damn worth. Haha. There are alot of sales going on out there, i must get a job. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today supposed to watch Jennifer's body at sissy house with her. But she last minute not free. Sigh. Persuade Leong to go badminton but he was too tired. Never mind, shall wait until tomorrow. And i am lazy for jogging again... Damn. No i must go jogging at 6 later. Haha. I must control and not spend anymore money! Otherwise i will never get to buy the swimwear that i like. Grrrr. I need a job! Anybody recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i recieved an Edusave Merit Bursary. Yea! Congrats me. Haha. Went to Henderson CC to submit the form but never bring my mum's payslip. So i wasted my effort walking there. Sigh. Never mind, shall submit tomorrow since we are going for badminton at the same place. Shirley have it too! :) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have many places to go in mind.... Hmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;And i hate a person alot right now. Seriously, dam pissed. Argh! And i can't believe why the hell did i befriend her in the first place. Feel like murdering her... I am not trying to be ludicrous by hating her, but she is getting overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, please visit my blog often! :) I will tryna make it as interesting as possible. I will update often, promised. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3685724477231580800?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3685724477231580800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-didnt-mean-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3685724477231580800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3685724477231580800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-didnt-mean-anything.html' title='It didn&apos;t mean anything.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SxOExYmRgTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ARSpEvVpx80/s72-c/DSC02485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4403423230234306828</id><published>2009-11-24T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:24:32.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ro ro roma roma</title><content type='html'>Hello! Sorry for not updating again, haha. Okay i shall only post what i remember for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 18 Novemeber.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for dance practice, majority of the people did not turned up. So as a result, the remaining of us do massive stretching for the whole of 2 hours. Imagine, 30 minutes of doing split. Goodness. It's normal to get a bad muscle ache after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 20 November.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for jogging at 6.30, wanted to go with sis. But she said she was tired, so i went alone. Jogged for 3 rounds then my muscle ache start to react strangely. Suddenly ache like mad. So jog until 7.30 then sat down and look at the view. Last time used to sit down with my brother, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 21 November.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 1+ to sis's house, to borrow her class tshirt to wear. After that played a round of tai ti, then set off to Tiong bahru to meet florence. Florence came to pick us at 2.30. We reached Tampines West CC at around 3.30. Then walked around to helped out, and took a few o group photos. Walked around and chat with sis while waiting for the Amazing race event to start. So after we were classified to our own groups, my team have Wenjie, Nicholas, Jonathan, Florence, Wei Lin, Qi Wei, and 4 others participants whom i forgotten their names. Anyway the whole event for amazing race overall was quite fun. But it was damn tiring as we have to run around the entire Tampines West for our respective stations. But our effort paid off, because all of us did not expect us to won the second place. Haha. Got 2 cathay movie pass for free. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;After the event they organized a youth concert, people performed magics, dance and singing. And it was cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event ended at around 10pm. Then went to tampines mall with weilin to get bens and jerry ice cream. After that we took the train home... Reached home at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 22 November.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met sis at 3pm at my house downstairs and took 51 to Bugis. Went to some electronic mall to sell her DS. Then we went to approach few of the stores, and the highest offer was 60 dollars, and i started bargain with the guy at last managed to get $65. Haha. After that walked back to Bugis junction for lunch. Then took bus to Funan to buy her tablet. And it cost $159, somehow envy her courage to purchase such expensive stuffs. After Funan. took bus 63 to her house. I was playing the role as her taekwondo instructor training her. Haha. Anyway her kicks improved, congrats. After that left her house at 9+ and went to Tiong's Macs. We chat until 10+ and i reached home at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 23 November.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tiong to rent Death note season 1 and 2 CDs with Sis. Then bought some chips and drinks at NTUC. Walked to her house and we start watching it. Watched until 10 i left and went home. Unfortunately we didn't manage to finish it. Left one more disc, so today she is coming over to finish it and we will return back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i am done updating. Sorry, no pictures. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4403423230234306828?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4403423230234306828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/11/ro-ro-roma-roma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4403423230234306828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4403423230234306828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/11/ro-ro-roma-roma.html' title='Ro ro roma roma'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6887999046463018975</id><published>2009-11-04T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:54:51.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty is all about hardworking</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, yeah i know all of you have been wondering why did i privatised my blog. Well that's because i really felt like deleting my blog, because of my laziness. But i think to myself maybe privatising it for awhile would be better. Anyway, cut the crap short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have better things to post about, today See teng, Shirley, Poh Ee, Soojin, Pea, Alex, Leong, Jing Yu, Jia Quan organized a surprise birthday celebration in advanced for me after math remedial. At first i thought of going home after that, but somehow ended up in the classroom. I think it was part of the plan as well, perhaps. Once i entered the classroom with lights switched off, everybody start attacking me with flours. Goodness, it was so unexpected. After that i was covered with flours, my face looked so pale yet they keep asking me to take picture. Haha. But anyway, really thanks for the effort you guys made. And thanks for presents from see teng and the cakes brought by pea and shirley. I can tell that See teng spent alot of effort in the presents, there were 15 letters and 6 presents, but it was incomplete because she did not have enough time. By right she wanted to give me 15 presents as well, but it's okay by. Thanks everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days, i went to interview at a Subway outlet, the manager was not around. They said they will call the day before today, but until now still haven't. Conners. Haha. Have to go somewhere else to interview soon already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6887999046463018975?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6887999046463018975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-is-all-about-hardworking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6887999046463018975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6887999046463018975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-is-all-about-hardworking.html' title='Beauty is all about hardworking'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3692369818485137754</id><published>2009-10-17T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:11:50.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fall in love with a cat.</title><content type='html'>So, have everyone out there start planning events or activities for your holiday? Like searching part time jobs, parties, shopping spree, class outings, etc. Goodness, I am so excited over the upcoming holiday. Firstly i am going to search for part time jobs to earn some money. Secondly, movies treats, indoor/outdoor games, shopping, go wild at wild wild wet, and i would like to have a crazy birthday party on my birthday. And lastly, hope caseny baby or anyone else could spend CNY drinking liquor with me! Like come on, once in a blue moon. Anyway those are just my plans, obviously i need friends who are willing to accomplish them with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, i have to get a part time job and that's the top of my priority now. But i am too lazy to find one! Can't help it anyway, i am much obsessed with the show Gossip Girl now. It is really a nice show, decided to watch it now after so long ago recommended by Tiffany. I guess i really have nothing to do so i thought of it. Oh yes and, Sec 3 camp is coming, and i am not going. I am going to camp at home watching Gossip Girls perhaps. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it is getting late. Goodnight readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3692369818485137754?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3692369818485137754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fall-in-love-with-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3692369818485137754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3692369818485137754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fall-in-love-with-cat.html' title='I fall in love with a cat.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8906793771702560561</id><published>2009-10-14T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:46:41.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I walked for miles til i found you.</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody! I guess you guys must have misses me very much right? I am finally back to update my blog which i have forsaken for nearly 1 month. I wonder whether there are still any readers in my blog after disappearing for so long. Hmmm. I was too lazy to touch my blog for the past 1 month. Many things to update about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's finally over. Before Exam period, i was playing maple like no day no night with friends. I did not studied much, so my results weren't done so well. Before knowing my results, i was panicked like hell. Super no confident in passing, and thought that i might fail everything. But i did not! I passed English, POA, Chinese and unbelievably passed Mathematics! Goodness, it's like Maths?! A subject that i am very weak in and never passed before from primary 1 til now! I was extremely shocked, really. That's one thing. On the other hand, i was disappointed with POA, i did not scored A1. :( Or even an A2. I only got a B3 or 4. Sigh. I failed my Science, thanks to Physic i totally flunked it. And Combine humans, i got F9, wow! Thanks to the bloody miss lim, i can't be bothered to talk about it anyway. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i did improved and also deproved at the same time. Wonder if i would get the chance to enter the 'Through-train' N level scheme or not. If i could, i would be extremely happy until i fly! Anyway, guess i should update til here. Otherwise i would end up writting an essay. Haha. Goodnight readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8906793771702560561?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8906793771702560561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-walked-for-miles-til-i-found-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8906793771702560561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8906793771702560561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-walked-for-miles-til-i-found-you.html' title='I walked for miles til i found you.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4995187567820138541</id><published>2009-09-18T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:07:43.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you just realize what i just realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SrOOKjKYE4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/TpNNT4F_b4I/s1600-h/Nice+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382802291526472578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SrOOKjKYE4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/TpNNT4F_b4I/s400/Nice+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something stupid happened in class today. Shirley snatched away pea's newspaper, then she put on my table. And i was like "whose?" then i put on teacher's table. After that pea behind shouted, "Hey! Give me back!" So i know it was his, and when i have the intention of giving him back, he go pull my chair. Which made me felt zz, so i decided to throw them into the bin. When i went back to my seat, he pull my chair when i was about to sit down. In the end i fell. And i started laughing until my eyes were blurry with eyes. Haha. I felt very stupid when my friends were laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal, went to the canteen to get some drinks. Then went back to the classroom to play the speed undercover game with Shirley and pea. Shirley and me played until so exciting that we keep yelling and shouting vulgarities. After that went up to IT Resource room to report for the Chinese Oral Exam. Until my name was called out, it was my turn to prepare first. And i'd got like 2 or 3 words unsure with. When it was my turn to present my reading to the teacher, i totally screwed up. Firstly, i was nervous because i have no confident at all. Secondly, the soccer players at ground floor was super disruptive. Whenever they shout once, i stunned. Which caused me to read wrong words and presented my reading skill badly. Argh. I thought i would do well for Conversation. But didn't know the teacher was so smart and i did not expected so many chim questions.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "If you have a choice between 'Agent' and (I don't know) which one would you choose? (I totally have no idea what were both of the jobs that she mentioned in Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Me : (I know i have to say something even though i don't know what are they) Agent.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Hmmm, why?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : (How the fuck i know?! Ah! ) Hmm because it is easier to handle.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : (Gave me a face that she know i dont know what is it and smile) In what way it is easy to handle? What does Agent does?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : (Totally stunned.)&lt;br /&gt;And we skipped the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i hope the teacher would at least give me a just-pass. After the oral ended, slack in the canteen while waiting for the rain to stop. Then See teng, pea and I headed to Great world for lunch. See teng and me can't have a proper meal, because we were busy laughing over Pea's humour. I am still thinking about the "Wow, the chicken know how to dance." and "Now the chicken can do stun sia!" mentioned by pea. (Inside joke). Damn. It was hilarious but felt annoyed at the same time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study tomorrow! Yeay, shall take an opportunity to "mug" like some hardworking student tomorrow. :) Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4995187567820138541?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4995187567820138541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-just-realize-what-i-just-realize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4995187567820138541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4995187567820138541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-just-realize-what-i-just-realize.html' title='If you just realize what i just realize'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SrOOKjKYE4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/TpNNT4F_b4I/s72-c/Nice+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6447706884260073042</id><published>2009-09-17T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:30:02.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypnotised.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382421979168603762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SrI0RdOZfnI/AAAAAAAAAco/AiOiaK16UYY/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2316.jpg" /&gt;"Maybe i was too fat, maybe you had better, better luck in the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No formal education, i swore way too much, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i swear you didn't care, cause we were in love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Greetings to my readers! I just felt like blogging today, and i am doing it right now. We had Captains Ball for PE today, and i had a lot of fun despite having injuries. I think having injuries is normal during a game. Farhana was passing the ball to me and it hit my face by accident. After that, i fell down twice end up having a small blister on knee (I only found it out when i was bathing because of that sharp pain feel). After which, the crazy-player Shathish slapped my hand while trying to snatch the ball from my hands. Lol. But anyway, we had a good game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After school dismissal, went to Great world with See teng for lunch. Chat and all, after that walked around. When i told her that i got to go, she acted like a complete crazy girl. Keep yelling, and shouted 'Dog'. How very unappropriated for a girl to say that in public. Tsk tsk. Haha, joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, tomorrow Chinese Oral exam will be held after school once again. I hope i won't screw it this time round. Time flies, less than 7 days time to Final Exam arrival. Holy shit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6447706884260073042?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6447706884260073042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/hypnotised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6447706884260073042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6447706884260073042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/hypnotised.html' title='Hypnotised.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SrI0RdOZfnI/AAAAAAAAAco/AiOiaK16UYY/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4473830110936717457</id><published>2009-09-16T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:18:11.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam is near</title><content type='html'>Hello. I just had English oral exam today. And i screwed up completely. Starting off with the passage i was still ok, everything start to screw after the picture discussion and conversation. I was super frustrated by the examiner's questions, never mind i shan't talk about what i did. I know very clearly, that i completely screwed it off. I think maybe Chinese would be easier? Because there is no Picture discussion. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lazy to post again. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise on behalf my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I am looking forward to study on this Saturday! Going to study! Woooh! Which is a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4473830110936717457?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4473830110936717457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/exam-is-near.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4473830110936717457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4473830110936717457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/exam-is-near.html' title='Exam is near'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5737385049187189004</id><published>2009-09-15T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:33:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a friend like me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sq-E_MAE74I/AAAAAAAAAcg/wkqtdVOcbN4/s1600-h/Blacky+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381666300819206018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sq-E_MAE74I/AAAAAAAAAcg/wkqtdVOcbN4/s400/Blacky+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know i haven't been updating my blog for quite a few days. So therefore i had decided to come back and post today. :). I felt extremely tired in school today, as well as yesterday. If i were to lie down on bed once i get home, i surely can fall asleep straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So talking about school, i felt like i don't learn a single shit at all. Cause i was sleepy, and two jokers behind me keep laughing like some fools. HAHA! joking. I feel like working hard, but some times i just find that i am not trying at all. Sigh. This has no difference from having a weak mind-set and i seriously hate myself for thinking this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i feel really lazy to post anymore. And i am missing someone now. Haha. Bye readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5737385049187189004?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5737385049187189004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-friend-like-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5737385049187189004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5737385049187189004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-friend-like-me.html' title='I need a friend like me.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sq-E_MAE74I/AAAAAAAAAcg/wkqtdVOcbN4/s72-c/Blacky+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4700019544363064179</id><published>2009-09-11T15:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:54:21.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tender kiss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sqn6lL5426I/AAAAAAAAAcA/usCyay7kpg0/s1600-h/10092009438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380106746628463522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sqn6lL5426I/AAAAAAAAAcA/usCyay7kpg0/s400/10092009438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "A moment like this, some people wait a life time."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did not have the time to post yesterday, so today's post will be all about Yesterday. :). Waited for sis to come over my house at 5.30pm, after that waited for me to change and off we went to take bus 33 to my mum's working place which is at China Town to celebrate mum's birthday in advance. Entered the 'Yan Palace big Restaurant'. Then went in room 2 to wait for everyone. On the midst of waiting, mum keep calling us to pick songs and sing. Haha. Weilin can sing very well, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which, while waiting upon every one's arrival. We went to toilet and cam-whore, then we went back for food. After everyone arrived, they start to serve up the dishes. I love shark fins the most. Wooo. Until everyone had their stomach filled, all of us took turn to pick songs and sing. Left at 11pm, and home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh i am super happy, because my mum gave me Tender kiss's perfume set. Haha. I always wanted that last time. And now i had finally gotten it. Bo ha ha. And my fever is gone. Left with this stupid cough now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye! School is resuming soon, hate it. Because very soon as i know exam is going to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4700019544363064179?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4700019544363064179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/tender-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4700019544363064179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4700019544363064179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/tender-kiss.html' title='Tender kiss.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sqn6lL5426I/AAAAAAAAAcA/usCyay7kpg0/s72-c/10092009438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-475400786346664231</id><published>2009-09-09T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:42:41.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body take control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqdnBkxT8BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/S6vVv_AZY2A/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379381556665380882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqdnBkxT8BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/S6vVv_AZY2A/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "This picture is awesome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thanks all those friends beside me who concern about my health all along. I have no idea why my fever rised to 38.5 degree celsius last night. I guess it is because my brother pissed me off then all the hot air rises up, causing my temperature so high. I guess i won't be going for tomorrow POA remedial already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, freaking short post. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-475400786346664231?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/475400786346664231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/body-take-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/475400786346664231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/475400786346664231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/body-take-control.html' title='Body take control'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqdnBkxT8BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/S6vVv_AZY2A/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-2838159399611902765</id><published>2009-09-08T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:31:23.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen sick</title><content type='html'>"I wish i could get the courage to tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt badly when i woke up this morning, and i wasn't feeling well once again. But i still went to school for POA remedial. After wards, went to Dawson with Shirley for lunch before we head to Bukit Merah Library to revise. Camped at BML for 2 hours, then my mum called to ask me to see doctor at Redhill market there. So after purchasing my medicines by the counter, ate a bowl of noodle with my mum. And we walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just conserved my medicine at 4.30pm. Have to conserve the second time at 12.30am. Sienz. By right i should be resting and not using the computer, but never mind. The cough syrup that might cause drowsiness isn't very strong also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-2838159399611902765?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/2838159399611902765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/fallen-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2838159399611902765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2838159399611902765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/fallen-sick.html' title='Fallen sick'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3392191528755535965</id><published>2009-09-07T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:45:22.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart will go on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqUXFIpVNeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QJZtij5HoBo/s1600-h/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378730706951550434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqUXFIpVNeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QJZtij5HoBo/s400/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Until you're mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cough had worsen today, i am feeling rather sick right now. My forehead is hot, sore throat, and i have no idea why my eyes hurt. Agh. Oh lets not talk about this anymore. Anyway, went to watch Time Traveller's Wife at Vivo today. I don't quite get what the show was talking about. But quite touching anyway, although it was filled with many kiss scenes. After that left Vivo at 8pm and went to TBSC with sis for soka activity until 9.30pm. Then took bus 145 home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be POA remedial tomorrow. Don't quite feel like going because i am feeling like shit now. Think i should take a quick shower and go to bed early today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3392191528755535965?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3392191528755535965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-heart-will-go-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3392191528755535965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3392191528755535965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-heart-will-go-on.html' title='My heart will go on'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqUXFIpVNeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QJZtij5HoBo/s72-c/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-688222500330240598</id><published>2009-09-06T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:26:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqPPrAtgz0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-8sGlEQV1AU/s1600-h/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378370717842722626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqPPrAtgz0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-8sGlEQV1AU/s400/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "It was never a disaster but a new story when things start to change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel like killing myself today, because i can't believe that i actually forgot to bring my wallet out. Worst still, i only found out that when i was about to pay for my stuffs. Thank goodness sis was there to help me pay first. Haha. After that went to her house, i think we had a really serious chat today. Of course we did joked around as usual as well. Sorry horse, failed to help you fix your Audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at 10pm and walked to TBP for drinks. Then on our way to Tiong park saw this two fella, acting like a complete mental retarded. They were dancing and walking like some penguins and singing loudly at the traffic road all the way to tiong park. But anyway, they sang quite well. Afterwards, while we were bidding goodbye. There were this two guys riding a bike and shouted Oi! For no reason. Like a fool like that. I just realised that i can actually meet a lot of weirdos at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coughing like mad now seriously. I felt as if i am going to cough out my throat anytime. And i am feeling damn irritated with the cough right now. Agh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this part is specially for Weilin, stop questioning yourself retarded questions. And do whatever you want without hesitation. Stop doing stuffs that will upset yourself and learn to live life easy. Be satisfied and feel contented for what you'd archieved. But don't worry, do seek for me whenever you needed someone badly. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-688222500330240598?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/688222500330240598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/perhaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/688222500330240598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/688222500330240598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqPPrAtgz0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-8sGlEQV1AU/s72-c/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8927488517446223235</id><published>2009-09-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:32:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqJgsDjz1RI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ehLoE8B1Stg/s1600-h/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377967215019808018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqJgsDjz1RI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ehLoE8B1Stg/s400/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I'm delusional."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never interested for the new scheme of skipping 'N' level by getting fantastic result for End of year, until i heard my mum said, if i could skip N level she will give me the money for 'N' level papers. Which is $300. Oh my god, i must definitely score well for my end of year no matter what. I am dying to get into the new scheme right now. AHHH! I must freaking grab this chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, went to gym with Pea, Poh ee and Yi ray. And the gym staffs seems to be quite pissed off with our noise level. Sigh.. I don't know why i felt so sleepy in the gym. I just ran 1km, cycled for 25 minutes and climbed a total distance of 35. After that had lunch at TBP, then lazed off at Mac until 6 plus. Then home sweet home. Haha. I saw Yi ray fell down the stairs today, which was damn funny. Because it happened right after i step into Delta Sports Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desire of getting into the new scheme is still stuck inside my head, and i am going mad soon. Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8927488517446223235?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8927488517446223235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/obsessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8927488517446223235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8927488517446223235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqJgsDjz1RI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ehLoE8B1Stg/s72-c/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8335938987091372168</id><published>2009-09-04T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:12:20.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqD_kbTY1bI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/tCAO_Z-rlcM/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377578956349822386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqD_kbTY1bI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/tCAO_Z-rlcM/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Let the fire keep burning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, blogger is finally able to upload pictures! Okay, i think something is very wrong wth me today. I got a cut and a bruise at the same position on my right hand, and a cut on my right middle finger. I don't know what happened also, i think i hurt myself during recess when i was playing with pea and shirley they all. Oh and i had gotten back my results for term 3 PPR. And i dropped a lot compared to term 1 PPR. And i know a lot of people dropped in their grades too, because my class position jumped to 7 from 9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after school dismissal, stayed in the classroom with See teng to wait until Shirley's CCA to end. So that we can go home together. And See teng was sleeping like a pig in class, even alarm clock also can't wake her up. And Eugene keeps disturbing her. So while she was sleeping, i went to sweep the whole class. And it became so clean! By the way, I felt like an idiot twice today, firstly it happened in the toilet. I saw a girl crying in the toilet and her friend was asking whether i got tissues or not. Then i quickly went to the book shop and get her one, when i returned back to the toilet they were gone. And See teng teased me. Secondly, when it was almost 5 plus, the auntie came to lock the classroom and asked us to go out. Then awhile later we realised that Shirley's bag was inside, so i ran around the school to search for the auntie. Then by time i reached back the ground floor with the auntie, i saw the door open. They said that Nicholas went to the GO to take the keys. I was like what the hell?! Earlier on, i went to ask Mr. Singh for the stupid key and he said cannot. Walao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i am freaking tired now. And pea was so nice to teach me math today, he is so damn smart in mental sums. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8335938987091372168?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8335938987091372168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/break-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8335938987091372168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8335938987091372168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/break-away.html' title='Break away'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SqD_kbTY1bI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/tCAO_Z-rlcM/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1131746036662341428</id><published>2009-09-02T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:29:22.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first time is here to come.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon readers! I just returned home from CCA, and i have not eaten or bathed yet. Therefore i am posting a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, i seriously don't want the co form teacher to teach us POA. She have no experience at all and she made a lot of mistakes as teacher. I can't understand a shit at all. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tons of fun during CME class today, Mr chia wasn't here so Mr Ng relieved his class. And i bullied Alex. At first, i threw a paper at him then he threw back at me and Mr ng saw. He was asked to pick up the litter and throw it into the bin. But he refused, then i keep saying he defiance and all. After like 5 minutes of debating, finally alex gave up and pick up. Then when we walked back to his seat, Mr ng was talking with him about it. And i was pointing middle finger behind his back, then mr ng did not saw. And alex was like 'fuck you'. After that when he going to sit down, i pull his chair back and he almost fell. HAHAHA! Oh my god, i felt so mean. But sorry for him, hope he know that i was just playing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English period was a chaos, the teacher made us stayed back until 2 plus. But i don't care about how long she hold us back at all. After she released us, went to canteen for lunch with See teng, Shirley, Soojin and Hong yi. After that went for CCA, after see teng entered the music room, followed by me. See teng sort off quarrelled with Jia lin, because she said something like we were supposed to go to the dance room and put our bags. Haha. I guess Jia lin didn't know that the fierce little girl was having a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile during a short break, See teng asked whether she can drink my water or not. And i said go ahead, make sure she does not touches it. So while i was watching her drinking my water, i saw the whole process of her drinking and spilling all over her mouth and on her shirt. And we laughed non stop, but see teng laughed the loudest among all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CCA, waited for Shirley, Leong and Alex. Then pea left wen bin house and came to the bus stop to go home with us. Okay, i am going to bathe, eat and watch Bleach. Have a nice day, readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1131746036662341428?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1131746036662341428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-time-is-here-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1131746036662341428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1131746036662341428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-time-is-here-to-come.html' title='The first time is here to come.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4366679681423116742</id><published>2009-08-31T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:05:02.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I had been getting panic over a fake bomb"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been feeling very sleepy and tired just now, but i am all awake after taking a shower. Haha. Although today was rather tiring, but still i enjoyed myself. I pull myself up from the bed 6 o'clock this morning. And this is the main reason why was i feeling sleepy and tired for the entire day outside. Met See teng, Liyi and pea at the bus stop at 6.30am. We went to school early to practice the dance for aces day. All the classes danced very well today, i felt quite envy of the other classes. Sorry to say, but 3F did not get to perform for some reason. I felt quite sad for Mr chia, the snail. Because we did not gave anything to him, but never mind i am going to wish him happy teacher day on MSN later. Haha. Anyway, i had totally lost faith in some of my classmates already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After teacher's day celebration, head to Plaza singapura with See teng, pea, eugene, sufi and ryan. And I fell asleep in the bus. Thank goodness we were on time to watch The proposal at 11.50am. The movie wasn't really bad, it was just very funny. We made a lot of noise during in the movie threat, because of Eugene. Haha. After the movie, we walked around and dined at KFC. See teng and me was laughing like mad over a guy tripping and almost fell off the ground. Haha! After that slacked around Dohby Ghuat until 5pm, then i went home taking bus 16 with pea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4366679681423116742?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4366679681423116742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4366679681423116742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4366679681423116742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-forget.html' title='don&apos;t forget.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8715399153594916960</id><published>2009-08-28T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:25:08.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt like a fool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You know it is tough to pretend not loving someone whom you loves."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am freaking tired to blog today. Really very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But no matter what, still have to post a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, school today was plain boring. I only know See teng and pea made a lot of noise during math period. All i could heard was sounds of slapping the tables. And their voices, could not even hear the teacher voice for a tiny bits. So i changed my seat and sat with Jiaquan. It is quite nice chatting with him also, if only he could stop saying 'bao' that would be really nice. After school dismissal, See Teng and me cabbed to Great World city. While Liting cabbed to Bukit ho swee, thanks her aunt for sponsoring. :D Something funny and stupid at the same time happened at Mac. Saw Gideon with a random guy called Bruce, they were quite entertaining actually. So after that, we cabbed back to school because we missed bus 970. Went to ISH to watch queenscup basketball match, sad to say that we lost. But can see that the boys had tried their best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After basketball matches, See teng and me went to the classroom. And we wanted to sleep at first, then Eugene and Sufi came in. We had newspaper war and the classroom was flooded by newspapers, goodness. Half way through, eugene threw a chair and it directly hit on to my leg. At first i did not give a damn to it and continued playing. Once i sat down it hurt like mad. But it does not hurt now because i had rubbed it in the classroom. Shirley was really sweet to help me hit back eugene. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8715399153594916960?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8715399153594916960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-felt-like-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8715399153594916960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8715399153594916960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-felt-like-fool.html' title='I felt like a fool.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7171223454781295127</id><published>2009-08-27T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:15:48.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stirred</title><content type='html'>"It is all about working so hard for something that you won't obtain in the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was as usual today, but super boring. I swear i could fall asleep during SS class, because the air con was so cooling together with the darkness in the room. As all the lights were switched off. Thinking of it makes me feel sleepy. So after school dismissal today, stayed back in the classroom for awhile to rehearsed for the Aces day. After that head to Tiong bahru with Shirley, See teng, pea and leong. We filled our stomach with something, then walked around. Meanwhile at Tom and Stephanie, i stuffed in 8 pieces of that WarHeads sweets in my mouth. Almost got choked by the pieces. Just for one reason, to challenge with pea. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, it had been raining every morning. And it felt so nice okay. I think it is stupid to have morning assembly in the hall tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7171223454781295127?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7171223454781295127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/stirred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7171223454781295127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7171223454781295127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/stirred.html' title='Stirred'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8805540862360336126</id><published>2009-08-26T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:29:49.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottle it up.</title><content type='html'>School hour was very short today, had 3 lessons in class then went off for preparation for the dance performance afterwards. While we were putting on our make ups, Shirley, Leong, Alex, Pea happened to be there. They kept taking picture of me and See teng. And i kind of felt that they were like mothers and fathers. When they say, "Come la, take picture, only for once next time no chance already, must keep as souvenir". Haha. After quite awhile, Mr chia came and asked them to go back. Just a moment later i thanked him, and he started teasing at me. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to elaborate on the performance today. For all i know, the children at CHIJ were all very cute. They treated us as if we were some super stars. Some took picture of us, waved to us and, guess what? A little girl came to approach as and asked for our signature. HAHA! Aww, she was such a sweetie. I wanted so much to pinch her cheeks, but the bus came. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we returned back to school, slacked with Shirley and friends awhile. Then went up to music room for Chinese dance practice while the others went for guitar enrichment class. Left at 4.30pm, which was quite early. Went down to the classroom with see teng to take a nap. Then awhile later pea came in. I had got nightmare, those that yourself falling down a cliff or something. Haha, then afterwards i couldn't sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to bathe now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8805540862360336126?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8805540862360336126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/bottle-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8805540862360336126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8805540862360336126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/bottle-it-up.html' title='Bottle it up.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5438330903152135751</id><published>2009-08-25T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:15:56.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be nice to me.</title><content type='html'>I had gotten back the CA2 result for Math, English, POA and Chinese today. Thank goodness i passed all. I am anticipating the results for my Science and Combine humans. Haha. Talk about tomorrow, i will be leaving class at lower sec recess. Which means i will be staying in class for 3 periods, then i will go off to prepare for the performance at the CHIJ primary school. Sorry Shirley, i won't be there to entertain you tomorrow. And I guess most slightly pea will enjoy his day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal, went to Great World with See Teng and pea. And i really did laughed a lot, with pea's joke as well as myself. I feel so tired right now, yawning for the 10th plus time. I am too sleepy to post about today already, bye.*Yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5438330903152135751?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5438330903152135751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/please-be-nice-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5438330903152135751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5438330903152135751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/please-be-nice-to-me.html' title='Please be nice to me.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7536602810281372183</id><published>2009-08-24T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:45:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear, that isn't love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Blog just has to be so turn off, when i have pictures to upload badly.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat down at the park alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping to get an answer from the trees to my curiosity once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time, was special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that I managed to get to my question was, Empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt sorry for what i did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So sorry that i was close to crying on the phone. begging you to come back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was completely clear in my heart that you would never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the time, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always when there is a thing that i want to speak out with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you have always been the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still cannot let go the past, despite the fact that you are already gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This shall remain a secret in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7536602810281372183?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7536602810281372183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-that-isnt-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7536602810281372183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7536602810281372183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-that-isnt-love.html' title='Dear, that isn&apos;t love.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3236443834655155740</id><published>2009-08-22T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:37:32.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>Reached delta sports hall at 1pm, then sat down and chat with Shirley and Leong while waiting for the rest. Pea came, followed by See teng. Then we stayed and waited for Poh Ee for 30 minutes. And here's the conversation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Hey, where are you now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : Redhill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Just now when i call you, you was still at Redhill and now you're still at Redhill?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : Just now is just now (blablabla)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Okay, Redhill where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : At Redhell la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Redhill where la?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : At Redhill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Where la?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : Redhill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Tell me where, i go find you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : You wait ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Some faggot answer the phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Oi where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faggot : (With an irritating voice) I am at redhill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : WHERE?! You don't fucking make me dulan ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faggot : Wow, so gangster siol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PE : *mumble* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Hang)&lt;/div&gt;Seriously, am freaking pissed off with that faggot and poh ee. We waited for her like so damn long? And she gave me attitude on the freaking phone. Waste our time, if want to date with your boyfriend just tell us le. I know you asked me not to wait and asked us to go up first, but for what reason? I was afraid that you would be alone to come up, therefore i requested them to wait. Especially Shirley and Leong have been waiting for 3 hours. Forget, i don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we went to the gym. I ran for 1.5km, then played other machines. After so many work out, we sat down and chatted. Vinceen kept calling Leong, then See teng bth and go snatch the phone and answer, "Eh you cb better stop calling!". The way she said it was extremely funny. HAHA! After that we left at around 4pm. We jog/ran to Tiong bahru plaza to eat except me. I kept laughing at Kopitiam. Haha. See Teng went home first, then followed by Leong. Left with me, pea and shirley. We walked around then sit down at Mac to chat. After pea left, shirley and me went to the toilet. And waited for her mum to come. Then i jog home at around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having muscle aches and feeling exhausted now. Anyway, i enjoyed today. :) I am craving for badminton with the guys/girls now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bathe and eat already. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Stupid pea today tripped me over 100 times. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3236443834655155740?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3236443834655155740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3236443834655155740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3236443834655155740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4871526280539024132</id><published>2009-08-21T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:06:46.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better off alone</title><content type='html'>"I need a shoulder to lean on right now, but nobody is approaching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Wen Bin fell off his chair from rocking.&lt;br /&gt;2)Cing tong's skirt drop while she was dancing.&lt;br /&gt;3)I was rocking on the bench in the canteen, and the bench just slide and fall. Thank goodness, i did not fell with the chair.&lt;br /&gt;4)One unknown guy came in my class and played soccer with pea and Camden they all, and he fell.&lt;br /&gt;5)Pea throwing Yong lee's sock at Yong lee's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 5 moments of the day made me burst out into laughter. Haha. CCA ended extremely early today, around 2 plus. After that it was raining heavily, See teng and me decided to stay in school. We ate something, then planned to wait for Shirley's cca to end. But ended up we waited for Pea as well. Walked to Dawson, sat down and chat awhile then went home. I felt so freaking sleepy now, eve though i took a nap just now. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been a long time ever since i break down and have a nice cry. At this point of time, no one could imagine that i feel like dying now. I am missing the past like mad, despite that i hate the past. And history seems to be replaying, when I've found someone to rely on. I just got to share with someone. I don't like this, but i don't like myself being selfish as well. After all, i am still better off alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4871526280539024132?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4871526280539024132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/better-off-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4871526280539024132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4871526280539024132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/better-off-alone.html' title='Better off alone'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4711517470339032003</id><published>2009-08-20T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:38:16.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It just looks like a rerun.</title><content type='html'>"I find that everyone are drifting apart from me, is it them who had already moved on and myself staying original, or would it be i am the one who is not open-minded enough?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate blogger, it just has to be so fucked up when i want to upload some pictures. I am not going to elaborate much about school today, because everything was as per normal. Just that, we sat for Chemistry and Physic test today. I don't expect much for both test, but i still hope for passing it. Haha. After school, went to Tiong Bahru with Alex, Pea, Leong, Shirley and See teng. Had our lunch at Kopitiam, after that walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, pea and see teng suddenly got so hyper and kept saying 'Carrot', 'Orange colour', what so ever which relates to Carrot. I remained silent, because i really cannot express myself in words or speech for it. I cannot resist for hitting pea so hard just now, that i even hurt my own finger. Aghz. Like how very irritating the feeling was? One laughing and one teasing, i don't find it funny at all. No one could imagine. However, that was enough, what worst still was Shirley and the others also joined it the 'fun'. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, those intensely enthusiastic peoples. Whatever. Think they were overly possessed by enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am officially left with 10 bucks now. Gonna start saving money over again. How pathetic, so no way i am going to go out so often now. Can't wait for Sunday. And, one more day to horse's birthday, and counting. Nonetheless, there is CCA tomorrow, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4711517470339032003?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4711517470339032003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-just-looks-like-rerun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4711517470339032003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4711517470339032003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-just-looks-like-rerun.html' title='It just looks like a rerun.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6256933311523181956</id><published>2009-08-19T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:55:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stable, baby.</title><content type='html'>"The lesson's learnt, i touched it i was burned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is screwed up again, never mind. Anyway I was extremely happy to know that i scored 12 half over 13 today, even though i did not scored full marks. But still, i felt achievements! Haha. But i screwed up for Geog and Chinese test for today, i am afraid that i might fail. Lots of dumb stuffs happened in class, as usual. But some faggots keep throwing paper balls at me, i admit i seriously do felt like exploding. But forget it, what's the point i thought to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after class dismissal, slacked in the classroom. And Shirley, See teng, Alex, Wee keat and me had a Newspaper ball war. We threw newspaper around even with Miss Riza around. And we flooded the classroom and the corridors outside our class with newspapers. Haha. I felt quite guilty, because the school cleaner have to clear up the mess that we've done. Then See Teng left for CCA with me. After CCA went Tiong bahru for dinner with Shirley and See Teng, Alex and leong wanted to come at first, but they went home in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i forgot to mention, after CCA i took the lift down with See teng and i freaked her out by bluffing there is ghost somewhere. And she screamed, after we came out of the lift i said there is a ghost behind her. And she screamed and shout CB. That's when i laughed damn hard, and couldn't stop laughing. After that i went to find Shirley and we were in the toilet, i was telling her about See teng halfway. And she jumped up when Liyi was in the cubicle flushed the toilet, and i laughed so hard that my stomach hurts til now. She did not know that there was someone in the toilet. HAHAHAHAHA! What a joke, sometimes i really do find that i have cute friends. :). And i am gonna scare them tomorrow, officially chinese July. Hiak hiak hiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to bathe now. Goodnight, readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6256933311523181956?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6256933311523181956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/stable-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6256933311523181956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6256933311523181956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/stable-baby.html' title='stable, baby.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6467831124710575478</id><published>2009-08-18T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:57:52.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haptic</title><content type='html'>Just another usual day in school, during POA class the teacher was saying that i scored the highest mark in the class. 14 half over 20, then liting, afif, alex and shirley was like. "wth?!" and very buay song. Haha, just because i cheated for One question which consist 2 marks. By anyway, i wasn't the top after all. Jing Yu scored 15 half, haha. Sat for math test, and i am full of confidence that i am going to score very high marks for it. :). Got to win Jonathan pea in math in history! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal, went out with Pea, Camden, Jia Quan, Jing Yu, Kendrick, Wen Bin, Willis and Jing Wen(Hope i did not missed out anyone's name) to Jiaquan's mother's stall for lunch. And the noodle i ordered was really delicious, i did not eat the prawn because i don't know how to get rid of the shells. Mean while, everybody was talking about carrot, then an uncle approached us to help us take order for the drinks. Pea ordered Carrot Juice. Haha. Retarded. After lunch, we walked to Redhill MRT to take bus 145 and head to vivo for movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371267912292071250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoqTtUGfd1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wKEHLhuCfFA/s400/img2723.jpg" /&gt;(Where got ghost?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jonathan pea was sitting on my right, while jing yu sit on my left. Pea kept talking to me to prevent me from falling asleep because i was feeling rather sleepy. Halfway through the movie, jing yu was eating his nachos and suddenly the movie show a sudden shock. And jing yu cua tio, his nachos fly up. LOL! Damn funny. Now i fully believes that pea is scared of horror movies. Haha. The movie overall was good, very funny. I think i would rate it 4/5? So, we bid bye at around 7pm. And i took bus 145 with Kendrick home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wha, tomorrow got Chinese and Geography test. Goodness, follow by Chemistry and Physics test the day after tomorrow. So many tests are coming forward, i am afraid to receive back my PPR next week. Cause i know very well, i did rather badly. Sigh. Going bathe now. Byebye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6467831124710575478?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6467831124710575478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/haptic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6467831124710575478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6467831124710575478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/haptic.html' title='Haptic'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoqTtUGfd1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wKEHLhuCfFA/s72-c/img2723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5181400681373733570</id><published>2009-08-17T14:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:31:15.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in ruined</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SokGoZiRYOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gWrEUxvPx5E/s1600-h/Wallpapers+4+Ur+Comp+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370831321735192802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SokGoZiRYOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gWrEUxvPx5E/s400/Wallpapers+4+Ur+Comp+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I bet she's beautiful in your eyes" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeay, it is going to rain soon! :). I love rainy days, hahas. Based on yesterday's post about pea, thank goodness he reminded me this morning. HAHA! And he even bought an extra tie because of my late reply. Thanks anyway. See Teng was sick therefore did not come to school today, and i felt so peaceful ^^. Even though she wasn't in school today, never did i know, she messaged me, shirley, soojin, liting and many more the exactly same message. Content was about, she was sick so we must show more care and concern to a person who is sick. Yeah, and for the sake of it, i did show her care for her. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, i failed my SS test by half mark. Goodness, i seriously hate Mr tan for marking my papers. He always love to change marks. For example, at first he wrote there 4 for the total mark i scored, after that he will cancel it and write 2. Such an ass hole, if want change also don't show me the previous mark that he put la! I felt really irrationally angry whenever i see that, just plain irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pea kicked Danial's bag at the bus stop, and it was super funny somehow. His bag almost flew off from him when pea kicked it so hardly. HAHAHA! I am laughing over for the scene again, god. Then soojin told me that Liyi was looking at me, hahaha so? Whatever. Took bus 970, and met until CaiFong. I accidentally hit her face when i wave my hand to bid bye to her, and she was laughing. Haha, somehow i find that she is cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, i did not really paid attention in class. My day was filled with laughter with Shirley. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Poh Ee must have went heart attack over her phone today, thanks to me. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5181400681373733570?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5181400681373733570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-ruined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5181400681373733570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5181400681373733570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-ruined.html' title='I&apos;m in ruined'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SokGoZiRYOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gWrEUxvPx5E/s72-c/Wallpapers+4+Ur+Comp+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7038909144697229027</id><published>2009-08-16T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:12:28.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldn't be feeling this way</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370574095192297186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sogcr1_aDuI/AAAAAAAAAaY/M4rN4446nbo/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2337.jpg" /&gt;"It is just like a hurricane, it came so fast and gone so fast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SYC for duty this afternoon at 1pm alone as that horse was still having tuition. Kevlin packed fried noodle and carrot cake for us to eat, and chun tao went to bought peach tea. We joked and laughed, and it was so funny when Florence said Chun tao like peach tea because her name is peach in English. Haha. After eating, i washed the cups and then studied abit of Chemistry. Finally the horse arrived at 2.30pm, duty until 3.15pm then switched.. We took bus to Vivo, dine at Superdogs then off we head to horse's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse can dance, :). Haha. Her grandpa packed roast pork rice for us, after that we went back in her room. Did some exercise, and the horse was laughing at the way i laugh. And she even recorded it! HAHA! And it sounded super creepy, goodness. After that surf through the Internet, then checked out her closet. We spent 30 minutes talking about her clothes, so end up i went back home at 10 plus. I am feeling kind of tired now, going to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have waited the whole day, i guess pea had forgotten his task to remind me to bring Tie tomorrow. Asshole. He is going to get it from me tomorrow, muahaha. Punishment for screwing up his task given by his master. Bad cat! I already have a plan in mind, (Evil laugh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What the hell, when it was just one button to Publish Post a moment ago just now. My cousin accidentally switch off the adapter. Greeeeeaaaaaaaat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7038909144697229027?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7038909144697229027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-shouldnt-be-feeling-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7038909144697229027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7038909144697229027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-shouldnt-be-feeling-this-way.html' title='I shouldn&apos;t be feeling this way'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sogcr1_aDuI/AAAAAAAAAaY/M4rN4446nbo/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3976814792292840471</id><published>2009-08-15T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:18:58.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Revolution</title><content type='html'>Good, i still have time to post for today. I woke up at 2.30pm today, i feel like a pig for sleeping 12 hours. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. After that ate porridge, online until 5.30pm then went bathe. After bathing was still early, so i played with my closet end up dressing formally. After that, left my house at 6.40pm. Took bus 145 to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TBSC&lt;/span&gt;, and i reached super early. My mum said 7.45 but i heard as 7pm. So, never mind, went up and rehearsed the song twice. Then sit down and chat with Olivia about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hyunjoong&lt;/span&gt; and SS501. Benjamin was the EmCee for the day, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wooh&lt;/span&gt;, clap clap for him.:). The discussion meeting ended at around 9.50pm, took a bus to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; to meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weilin&lt;/span&gt;. And she was shocked to see me dressed until so formally, while she was still in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;taekwando&lt;/span&gt; pants. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had supper at Mac, shit i am putting on weight. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aghz&lt;/span&gt;. So after supper we walked around, and meanwhile going down the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;escalator&lt;/span&gt; which is not working, then the horse say, "Later &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scarli&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;escalator&lt;/span&gt; move and we fall, i laugh ah". Straight away i fell! Oh my god. I was shocked also, and she thought i was being sarcastic until she heard a loud sound. And she turn and look at me, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. And we were talking about how i fell, then both laugh non stop. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; i felt stupid. And i got bruise on my right thumb, and it hurts. Also got a blister on my right leg, how unlucky. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, but still i am happy to see horse so care about me. Despite running so fast and leave me behind to get plaster for me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;. I am meeting her tomorrow, so happy! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit it is 12.09 now, my mum is nagging. Have to go take a fast shower and sleep already. Duty tomorrow at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SYC&lt;/span&gt;, woo woo woo! Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3976814792292840471?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3976814792292840471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/human-revolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3976814792292840471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3976814792292840471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/human-revolution.html' title='Human Revolution'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3187057693503992350</id><published>2009-08-14T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:51:56.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ain't concentrating on an object</title><content type='html'>"You put on quite a show girl, really had me going. You know, the song Take a Bow by Rihanna perfectly right for what you are doing now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi hi, my apology for missing in action for the past 3 days. Because my second brother on leaves for these few days, so i didn't get to touch the computer as he was clinging onto it all day long. Oh well, there are many things happened in school for the past few days. Oh no, i won't be posting everything out. So, it won't be too long i guess. On &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, attended Chinese dance, i am glad that i can catch up with the new dance steps so fast. Even though i did not attend the previous week practice. Ah shit, i forgot what went on on Wednesday in class. So forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Yesterday, which is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. I guess it was the most miserable day i have had throughout this week. We have an attire check for the girls, everything went well until miss heng come to my class and check on us. Me, See Teng, Soojin and Jiawen was sent out for short skirts. But never mind still, what was it that went fucked up for me was that miss Anthony came to check on us. She started catching our hair, earrings, bra, blouse, skirts, socks and shoes. And as things went on, my day started to be ruined by her. First she came across my bra and almost wanted me to show her what my bra colour is in the toilet. Asshole. After that she talk about my Adidas shoe, i admit, it turned gray because i had not been washing it for almost 1 and a half year. Then she claimed that i am wearing gray shoe to school. I denied, and said originally itself is 70% white. Then she fought back and said, school wants 75% white. It was very obvious she did that on purpose seriously. And school rule said that Skirt that above 3cm from the kneecap is not allowed, mine is TOUCHING my kneecap for goodness sake and i got caught for no reason. I really hate those assed female teachers in my school.... Zzz. So, i was already very pissed off and stomped back to my classroom. Then pea came to me and said i failed my math test. Math test, never mind. Failed from pri 1 til now. Then next was Chemistry period, i failed it. Can you believe it? Neither do i. I seldom fail Chemistry test. I think i only failed once or twice. Worst still, it was a topic based on the previous test which i passed. What the hell? I felt so sad and disappointed with myself, because i did a lot of careless mistakes for the test. Sigh... I should really buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we have come to today. Firstly, i am very happy that i am out of Mr Fang(Not sure about his name) class for math. I am officially in a better teacher class, and also a lousier in math class. Haha. But at least the class only have approximately 10 students? With 2 teachers, great. The learning process would be a lot better! I will study hard for math. After school dismissal, i made a lot of monkey noises outside the classroom while some of them were taking Math test. Shirley and friends were laughing. HAHA! Dance practice was tiring, perspired a lot. Wanted to see Pea in his NCC uniform one, but too bad. Didn't get to see him, was finding for him during our break time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my post is really long today, alright, i shall write til here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3187057693503992350?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3187057693503992350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/aint-concentrating-on-object.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3187057693503992350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3187057693503992350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/aint-concentrating-on-object.html' title='ain&apos;t concentrating on an object'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1129722384736903322</id><published>2009-08-11T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:16:52.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random is on the beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoExvERRSlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/H2hjiiy_Y0I/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368626915472132690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoExvERRSlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/H2hjiiy_Y0I/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I can't believe this is happening, but i don't want more neither do i want less. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7 this morning, yeah i overslept and reached school just on time. Although i got more sleeps than usual, but also more tiring than usual. Because i spent lots of energy rushing myself to brush faster, change faster and walk faster. So it is not a wise choice to sleep longer as well, i must kick this habit of turning off my alarm and wanting to sleep few minutes more. And i didn't even bother to snooze my alarm, because i know i surely turn it off afterwards. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not focusing during classes nowadays, and my grades are dropping a lot. And there are so much more to learn, i guess i screwed for the math test today. I totally forgot all the methods for sketching, and in the end i left blanks for it. So, first page 6 marks flew just like this. I hate my current math teacher, he suck. He made our class to clear everything under the desk only he will give out the test papers to us. What the hell? He is just plain annoying and he is just super inexperienced from what i know. Nobody will like him as a teacher, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be CCA tomorrow, and i starting to hate CCAs. Firstly, i am wanting to learn Guitar a lot right now, because of CCA i cannot take the school guitar enrichment courses. Secondly, i don't feel happy being a crew of it, because some peoples there are just so f***ed up seriously. But whatever still, i love dance. I really am craving for Guitar classes! I want to learn guitar badly right now, hope my mum would agree to let my buy a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, i am anticipating to go Jiaquan's house. His house sounds fun! He has different types of guitars at home for all i know, and i really want to have a try on them. :) Must organize to go his house soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna continue watching "The devil wears prada". Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pea and Shirley once again filled my day in school with joy, haha. I failed my mission today, but never mind i will try my best to accomplish it tomorrow. :) Mission on not whacking pea for a day. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Oh my GOSH! I almost forgot i have an appointment at 7.30pm. But it's okay, is still not late to realize. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, i feel so sleepy and tired right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1129722384736903322?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1129722384736903322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-is-on-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1129722384736903322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1129722384736903322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-is-on-beat.html' title='Random is on the beat'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoExvERRSlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/H2hjiiy_Y0I/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6687275781773320572</id><published>2009-08-10T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:03:52.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is too unusual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoAkil6AukI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/XCMWLviwgiU/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368330932535212610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoAkil6AukI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/XCMWLviwgiU/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've enjoyed my day with horse today, met at Tiong park bus stop at 3pm, took bus 64 to Plaza Sing. Shopped and walked around, after that we planned to watch a movie which is Up. I suggested Great world GV, so we went to the bus stop for buses to Great world. At first i didn't know the first bus stop we walked passed got direct buses to Great World until we walked to the bus stop that have service 139. Since we have walked so far, then just never mind it. Unfortunately, when we were reaching our goal soon a bus 139 just drive past us. Haha, what the hell. So i was like, "Walao, 139 damn long one leh, lets walk back to that previous bus stop la". Pathetic girls, walking from this bus stop to another and again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end we took bus 16 and we reached Grand GV, we found out that there is only left with front row. So end up we watched it at Tiong Bahru GV, and we managed to get seats which are quite away from the screen. Haha. Some part of the movie was extremely funny, overall was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie ends at 8 plus, after that head to popular as the horse needed to buy some stuffs there. Then sat at Tiong park and have a chat as usual, but this time we included some imaginary that will never happen. Haha. And a scenario of JM and HJB happened and we both laughed. Because it was really funny. :) So, we went home sweet home at 9pm. I really did had a great time, thanks horse. And i know i sounded quite quiet just now, i was tired. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6687275781773320572?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6687275781773320572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-is-too-unusual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6687275781773320572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6687275781773320572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-is-too-unusual.html' title='It is too unusual'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SoAkil6AukI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/XCMWLviwgiU/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6816128888685941862</id><published>2009-08-09T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:32:40.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore</title><content type='html'>Horse came over to my house today, we sort of celebrate NDP together by drinking TEQUILA Gold premium, 40% alc vol. Lucky that my flat can see the Fireworks from my house. :). We did training in the afternoon, after that mum packed away Chicken rice for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch Singapore Idol now. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6816128888685941862?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6816128888685941862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6816128888685941862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6816128888685941862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8012057425663268161</id><published>2009-08-08T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:39:56.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess i have no rights to ask why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sn18tpv9g9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nFY0CbhmdWs/s1600-h/1440+X+900+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367583454638474194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sn18tpv9g9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nFY0CbhmdWs/s400/1440+X+900+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nelly and Eileen came to home visit me, would like to thanks them for the bubble tea they bought for me. I have been lazing in the house for the whole day alone, felt so empty today. I need some entertainment :(. Sienz, why is it that NDP is on Sunday and not monday. One extra day of holiday is gone. Aghz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts! In an unusal way, oh my god. Is my voice going to change now? But my mum said that girls change their voice at the age of 17 or 18. Sigh. Hope that i won't get fever. At least my running nose recovered lots already. Still having a little bit of cough. ...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw away my dinner just now, no appetite to eat. So the whole day i only ate breads with cheese hot dogs and 2 cups of bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse is coming over to my house tomorrow, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8012057425663268161?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8012057425663268161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-guess-i-have-no-rights-to-ask-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8012057425663268161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8012057425663268161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-guess-i-have-no-rights-to-ask-why.html' title='I guess i have no rights to ask why'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sn18tpv9g9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nFY0CbhmdWs/s72-c/1440+X+900+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4687404095009745637</id><published>2009-08-07T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:07:37.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate to admit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnuzyXxagqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uB5hBgGZcPE/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367081058898182818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnuzyXxagqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uB5hBgGZcPE/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Close my eyes and a picture of yours appear in the darkness."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just reached home and i am feeling so sleepy now, i hate hot weathers... It is making me lazy and sleepy, sigh. National day celebration was very boring several hours ago. Pea keep ignoring me in class, he is a bastard. And nicholas keep provoking me, he is going to be in dead meat on Tuesday. Shirley, Alex, Leong, Me, See teng is going to ham tam him. Haha! I'll make sure myself bang his head against the walls. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dismissal, went to Great world with Shirley and See teng for breakfast at Mac. Shirley was not feeling well, get well soon girl. :) Saw Daryl, Yvelyn and Kumarran, after that they came over and sit next to our table. And i was laughing like crazy, so unglam and my classmates saw. Oh my gosh. Becaue see teng, shirley and i was playing some random game, after knowing that my name in cantonese is, 'gentle'. Then they say i am rough and all not gentle at all, so i say i shall be gentle for a day. There are rules such as, no saying 'lan' and any vulgarities, cannot laugh out loud. Lol, after few minutes i cannot take it already. And scolded them, for bullying me. Roar! After that we walked around and See teng keep saying, "Go eat your carrot" after seeing a mini carrot toy at Best. Damn annoying la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then get ice cream at Mac and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I am dying of Cough and flu soon!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4687404095009745637?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4687404095009745637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-to-admit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4687404095009745637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4687404095009745637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-to-admit.html' title='I hate to admit.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnuzyXxagqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uB5hBgGZcPE/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-2610700644816546817</id><published>2009-08-06T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:02:44.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do i get better, once i've had the best?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnqKNhXyAwI/AAAAAAAAAZg/eQZVriKg7OM/s1600-h/Wide+Screen+Wallpapers+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366753870866416386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnqKNhXyAwI/AAAAAAAAAZg/eQZVriKg7OM/s400/Wide+Screen+Wallpapers+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Is it an illusion or real? Is it stupidity or ignorance? Is it too worried or just don't care?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About PE, yeay... Finally i am done with the teaching. The 11 dancers of PDSTM already have on mind what the dance steps are already. Great. Now they just need more practice and we are all done with the song. Still got 3 other songs, but i think Circus one won't get to perform. Since all the other girls in the class is so in-cooperative. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depressed in class during English today! But no one notice it i think, because i failed my english compo again. Got the exactly same mark, 9/20. I am freaking depressed can, the teacher don't want to let me pass. Is it her standard too high or i just suck. Siao, she say what i wrote was not relevant to the question. Zz. I dropped so much in my studies, haven't been paying attention in class recently. And before that, Mr imran came in our class. And made us run for 3 rounds at the corridors of parade square. I don't know why i was so in pain at that point of time. Like dying sia, i start to walk and wanted to stop but behind shout shout shout. Zzz, no choice but to continue jogging. Now i know the reason why sick people cannot have Physical training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school dismissal was POA class, teacher go through with us new topic on Creditor. Can't really understand, i wasn't really paying attention. Sigh. Don't want to post already, sienz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH AND ENGLISH IS A FAIL MAN! ROAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-2610700644816546817?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/2610700644816546817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-do-i-get-better-once-ive-had-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2610700644816546817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2610700644816546817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-do-i-get-better-once-ive-had-best.html' title='How do i get better, once i&apos;ve had the best?'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnqKNhXyAwI/AAAAAAAAAZg/eQZVriKg7OM/s72-c/Wide+Screen+Wallpapers+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3220459026897039641</id><published>2009-08-05T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:29:28.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnlcXYPzCCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/BOR168Ho0NU/s1600-h/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366421987704113186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnlcXYPzCCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/BOR168Ho0NU/s400/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Comparisons are easily done once you've had a taste of perfection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said move on where do i go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; with him i am thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you do if you were the one who was spending the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, i wish that i was looking into your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said move on where do i go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do i get better once i had the best?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kissed&lt;/span&gt; my lips i taste your mouth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He pulled me in, i was disgusted with myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the best, yes i do regret, how could i let myself let you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now the lesson have been learned, i touched it i was burned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish you could bust in the door and take me away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause in your eyes, i would like to stay."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Thinking of you by Katy Perry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm super into the song Thinking of You by Katy Perry. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;specifically&lt;/span&gt; describe the song lyrics. And it is wonderful, so touching at the same time. :). By the way, i never went to see doctor today. So i got no MC. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;. I felt better than yesterday already, thanks to all those who have concerned about me. And asked how am i feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3220459026897039641?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3220459026897039641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/comparisons-are-easily-done-once-youve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3220459026897039641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3220459026897039641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/comparisons-are-easily-done-once-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnlcXYPzCCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/BOR168Ho0NU/s72-c/Excellent_images+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5486374381568529885</id><published>2009-08-04T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:00:04.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special is what i want.</title><content type='html'>I don't like school, and i know i am going to fail my math again this year. The new teacher teaching skill is damn terrible, and the way he talk is very irritating. I am having a serious running nose right now, and my nose was blocked the whole day in class. I hate flu! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal i was dragging pea's bag, then that irritating ben come and kick my hand super hardly. Even See teng also saw, and he didn't even apologise to me. Asshole. Don't wanna talk about him already. While See teng, poh ee and me was heading to the bus stop. We saw pea, and See teng was like, "Eh! You see la you! Szeman's hand is bleeding already la!". LOL! Straight away i heard the word bleeding i laughed. She damn exaggerated. It is just a kick, and she say bleeds. Haha. After that, See teng hit Pea, and i heard a loud slap. Poor thing, LOL! Then we took 970 bus to Great World City for lunch. After that, i have to rush home because it was an order from my mum. Dots. And just nice me and poh ee missed the bus 970, so i walked to the other bus stop to wait for 139 and 970 at the same time. But my purpose of walking there is to take bus 139, after 15 minutes 970 came. And i saw Poh ee on the bus. She was laughing at me, for walking so far away in the end still take back 970. I felt so idiotic. Haha, was laughing in my heart. Can't laugh out, because i felt so sick with flu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got CCA, Ah, sian. I went to spam See Teng's tagboard, for revenge. And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shoutbox limit of 60 posts per hour reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please try again in the next hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shoutbox version is Basic and can accept up to 60 posts per hour only"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?! That small little See teng, smart of her go spam mine, Soojin's and Poh ee's tagboard at the same time. So Shirley, Soo jin, Liting and me or maybe Poh ee as well is going to spam back hers. :) Good luck! I have loads of time today, I am going to spam her tagboard an hour later. HAHA! Spam until i get banned or tired. Otherwise my target is 100. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;I am not coming to school tomorrow, my mum forced me to seek doc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5486374381568529885?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5486374381568529885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/special-is-what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5486374381568529885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5486374381568529885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/special-is-what-i-want.html' title='Special is what i want.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3429183780769777459</id><published>2009-08-03T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:56:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something in my heart has died.</title><content type='html'>Walao, i am all sleepy and tired. I hate monday, really k. Monday affect my mood a lot, worst still, i am having sore throat and slight flu. Agh! But no fever, lucky. I never thought that i would have flu and sore throat at this period of time. And now i seriously do feel like sleeping......zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today had Physic and English test, i got back my previous english compo mock test. And i failed. I got 9/20, so terrible. Terrible like fuck, first i failed, second i lose 1 mark to pea. Oh my goodness. Stupid Melvin Foong was like, "not bad" when he collects my paper. And i thought i will pass for sure. That basket gave me fake hopes. Aghz. Afternoon assembly was plain boring, as usual. And stupid pea never sit in front of me even i asked him to, bored like shit all along without his entertainment. And shirley was like flicking and hitting my left thigh, and it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many test are coming on the way, thursday got SS test on that stupid healthcare. And there are so many things to memorize, but i guess i won't be bothered to study for my test also. Lazy. I feel like sleeping right now! :(. But i can't. I am waiting for the horse to come my house now, the first thing that comes to my mind when i saw message awhile ago, "I am still in school". was WHAT THE HELL?! Gah, hope she won't be late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SLEEP! I am feeling so irritated, due to unsufficient sleeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3429183780769777459?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3429183780769777459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-in-my-heart-has-died.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3429183780769777459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3429183780769777459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-in-my-heart-has-died.html' title='Something in my heart has died.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-9005881515748451941</id><published>2009-08-02T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:43:35.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am more greedy each day</title><content type='html'>Okay, blogger went mad again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to tiong to meet Horse at 3pm, bought 2 black clips as i accidentally broke mine today. Then bought a vanilla milkshake and walked to horse house. While she was doing her homework, i use her comp to chat with Pea and poh ee. Halfway through i was trained her multi task. Haha. And she was quite zzz anyway. Because i made noise pollution for her. After she completed her homework, we have our own time session havoc until 8pm. Then we walked to Tiong for dinner at Mos Burger. And i saw Shathish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we purchased a locked book at more than words. I am quite depressed today, i spent a lot! Now i am left with 12 bucks. Huhu. Must start saving today, have to buy shirt and track pant for dance class. And new swimming costume. Agh. Back to topic, after we purchased our book, we sat at Tiong Park and chat until 10pm. Seriously, i don't mind sitting on the chair chatting with her until the next morning, if my mum allows me to do that. But nah. So now, i am going to take a shower already. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight readers. It's monday tomorrow, got assembly. Sigh. Will be going for Sensei's video screening with my mum and sister horse as well. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-9005881515748451941?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/9005881515748451941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-more-greedy-each-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/9005881515748451941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/9005881515748451941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-more-greedy-each-day.html' title='I am more greedy each day'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4656466656491216531</id><published>2009-08-01T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:43:24.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Day</title><content type='html'>"My heart slowly dies each day, how i wish i could just break down and become paralysed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, by right i have BBQ with sharon and chun tao they all. But because of my laziness, i chose not to go. And i am spending the day alone at home, and nobody came to talk to me on MSN. Except for Horse. So, it's been a long time watching Naruto shippuuden. They have released up to 5 or 6 episodes over that period of time of my, not-in-anime mode. So now, i am chasing for it. Sasuke killed Orochimaru, omg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4656466656491216531?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4656466656491216531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/green-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4656466656491216531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4656466656491216531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/08/green-day.html' title='Green Day'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8719987424395822887</id><published>2009-07-31T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:14:04.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lost without you</title><content type='html'>School is as usual, just that i don't know why i keep saying 'Lan' during Maths period. And i laughed for total 2 periods. LOL! I laughed until i cried today. It is really very hard for me to not laugh until so crazy when shirley is sitting on my left, and pea is sitting on my right. Two retarded one. Keep make me laugh. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal, teach Shirley the 'Please don't stop the music' dance steps. Then after that changed into PE and went to the hall for CCA. Thank goodness it end early, at 3.30pm. At first i thought was 5 plus or something. So after CCA, took bus 33 to Tiong Bahru to get a headset at $16. Then walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat on msn with friends, then skype with Jing yu and jiaquan for awhile. Now chatting with the Horse. HAHAHA! Tomorrow weekend, yeayyy! Okay, busy chatting with Horse now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8719987424395822887?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8719987424395822887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-lost-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8719987424395822887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8719987424395822887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-lost-without-you.html' title='I&apos;m lost without you'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4836077533668376218</id><published>2009-07-30T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:22:34.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only i knew what i know today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnFGyWQmvcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/e0UQ6ll8Od0/s1600-h/1440+X+900+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364146461957602754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnFGyWQmvcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/e0UQ6ll8Od0/s400/1440+X+900+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Baby imma say your aura is incredible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taught the 10 representatives the dance step for 'Please don't stop the music' during PE lesson. Thank goodness, finally there are people familiar with the dance steps. Lol. Sufi will be remixing the songs, i am anticipating how will the result turn out to be. So after PE, recess then bathed. And my hair was wet thanks to Seeteng. She's damn annoying, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Recess was Physic, and something dumb happened. Made me laugh until stomach ache, almost fell off my chair. LOL! Pea was saying, Nicholas scold CB very funny one, he will pronounce it as 'di bai'. Then after that he call nicholas, didn't heard what they say. But i saw Nicholas kind of hitting Pea's face then pea go pull his arm and Nicholas fell off his chair! (LOL) Super funny when everyone's turning back and look. The funniest part was the sound of Chair hitting the ground, as if falls. HAHAHA! Dumb funny can! I am laughing while typing this, goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mother tongue period, the teacher was talking halfway then Alex said, 'SS' so i say, "501" And Alex keep saying fail fail fail, then i scolded him. And the teacher was staring at me instead of Alex. Walao, irritated by her stare sia. I felt so restless during SS class, felt like sleeping. All the way until school dismissal, and now i am still feeling tired. Argh. Waiting for Shirley to online to play Solitaire right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poh Ee's yakult is out of stock now, so See teng is gonna in charge of serving me yakults! Haha! Thanks for the 2 yakults today, i love it! Wooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I am still laughing for Pea making Nicholas fall off his chair today. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4836077533668376218?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4836077533668376218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-only-i-knew-what-i-know-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4836077533668376218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4836077533668376218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-only-i-knew-what-i-know-today.html' title='If only i knew what i know today'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SnFGyWQmvcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/e0UQ6ll8Od0/s72-c/1440+X+900+Wallpaper+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-208771850002723720</id><published>2009-07-29T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:50:31.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good girl turn bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't want to hurt you, i don't want to regret, i don't like this feeling. I never liked it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, i screwed up my Geography test today! I felt so screwed up, 3 marks gone. Because my mind gone blank and thought of something which isn't related to the test which is testing. Partially smart alec you can say. But shit la! I am pissed, because i am gonna lose my bet! Ahhh! I almost killed pea today, his hand!!! I hit until he got internal bleeding! Whole thing gone red, can see the blood thing. Lol. Then during CME, i place my feet on his chair is to pissed him off, after that i take off my shoe and tell jing yu, "I am going to make him pissed even more this way! Haha!". AND! Didn't expect him to pull off my sock, that annoying pea! Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal, have a short chat with Weilin, after that had lunch at the canteen with See Teng. Then went to the dance room, and Poh ee finally came. See Teng told me that she saw Soon poh changing in the class, then he was like, "Cheebye" With a cua tio face when he saw See teng coming in the class. Then both of us were laughing like mad while imagining his face. After that we head to the toilet and change, and we were still laughing. After changed, came out and saw Poh ee changing and we saw her half naked. Then See teng and me was laughing, and poh ee used the word, Fuck. And i don't know why i laughed my ass off when i heard that, end up laughed until i kneelt down on the floor laughing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese dance is getting boring each day, having so many new faces. Instead of Qing hui, pei yu they all, and their laughter. I miss the period of time where we practiced and put so much effort for SYF together. And, i am upset because we are going to have extra practice on Friday! Agh. The tiny little time that i've got to spend with Horse is gone. :(...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-208771850002723720?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/208771850002723720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-girl-turn-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/208771850002723720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/208771850002723720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-girl-turn-bad.html' title='Good girl turn bad.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-5306198154565073949</id><published>2009-07-28T14:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:55:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sm6eMl0fECI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lm7Hdz0zSog/s1600-h/5460_112847871643_537171643_2745900_8386626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363398145392709666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sm6eMl0fECI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lm7Hdz0zSog/s400/5460_112847871643_537171643_2745900_8386626_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Mr tan is a nice teacher, I miss your teaching, i think math is gonna be boring without your joking way of teaching now. He is serious a great teacher, a teacher who can make everyone to take a picture as a class. :) My face have been blocked by Willis head! Roar!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the time to blog yesterday, because my sec bro was clinging onto the computer. So yeah, i can't really remember what to post for yesterday. Only know that i went crazy during Physic class, Shirley keep making me laugh. She's the craziest one still, as well as jonathan pea. Both of them keep making me laugh! HAHAHA! Too bad she wasn't present today and i felt quite lonely, but at least pea made me laugh quite a lot today. Haha! Math lesson was a havoc, everybody made hell loads of noise. Shoot. How i wish Mr tan was the one standing in front of the class teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first one to hand up Chinese composition today! What a genius! :D After that helped pea and jia quan with some unfamiliar words. Genius means genius. Hahahaha! Now i am so well known as 'Genius', Mr chia should agree with me as well. After school took bus 51 with pea home. And now, i've got nothing to do. Tomorrow have so many major things, POA test, Geog test(Die), and CCA. Sigh. No matter what i must at least pass all my test, not gonna lose to that 'little pussy cat'! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i edited the blog skin myself, i think it is so much better and nicer after being edited by me. Okay, i know i am self praising but they are facts. Oh, and thanks Soojin, for the pictures!! Awwwwwwww. I am so in loved with it now! SS501 Rock! Nobody is gonna disagree with me! Who disagree i kill who, especially pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. (Anticipating for Friday, will be spending the time with Horse.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-5306198154565073949?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/5306198154565073949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5306198154565073949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/5306198154565073949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sm6eMl0fECI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lm7Hdz0zSog/s72-c/5460_112847871643_537171643_2745900_8386626_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8260548215040405807</id><published>2009-07-26T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:09:53.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees answer to my curiosity</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"A seed that will grows into a tree, if you tell the seed, "You won't be a tree overtime!" The seed will still grow into a tree. Because it is destined to be a tree. When your heart is aiming for a particular goal, and someone says, "You will fail to do so". You will still achieve your goal in the future. Because your heart is destined to achieve that particular goal."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is 10.40pm now, have to sleep soon as there is school tomorrow! Sigh, hope that afternoon assembly will be cancel the next day. Anyway, met Weilin at Great world, for ice cream. After that took bus 195 to Anchor point for Tarot reading cards. But we did not found it there, my bad. On our way leaving Anchor point, saw DBSK and SUJU album selling at $10. Oh my gosh. I am glad that ss501 album isn't selling at such low price. Shit, if any DBSK or SUJU fan reading this. No offence though, HAHA! Except for pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left Anchor point and took 51 for Bugis. And finally we bought it at level 3, Weilin paid 70% and i paid 30%. 30% = $10. I felt quite heartache........... Ah whatever. The deck is with her, I don't need it. At least i got my answer for IB, and answer turn out to be positive. I can't guarantee the answers are completely true, but. More than half of it were facts. Haha! After we got the cards, we took MRT to Wei lin house. Then, we switched off the lights, and light up the candle to put on the atmosphere. Lol. Like i said, the answers were positive. And we exchanged to do the role of fortune teller, meaning to shuffle the cards and etc. And Weilin's answers were positive as well. :) Hmmm. Havoc at her house until 9.40pm and i walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bloody shit, i lost my POA homework!!!! As in the particular worksheet, question paper! I am kind of pissed off though. Aghz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8260548215040405807?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8260548215040405807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/trees-answer-to-my-curiosity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8260548215040405807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8260548215040405807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/trees-answer-to-my-curiosity.html' title='Trees answer to my curiosity'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1755803287964359636</id><published>2009-07-25T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:32:32.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog maintenance is done.</title><content type='html'>Finally can blog in a proper way, but it is still screwed as there is problem uploading pictures. My right hand has got 3 bruises now, because of volley ball last night. But it's okay. Youtube have loads of amazing singers. Go check this out : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovAOyXXUND8&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovAOyXXUND8&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/a&gt; [Jennifer Chung]. And this, this name might be familar to some of you guys. She is Thia Megia, the one who won the American got talents. Here's the link : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pW9_v-gQ7sM&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pW9_v-gQ7sM&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;. Thia Megia vocal is super powerful, prove : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YdhCyl8sQQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YdhCyl8sQQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the population of singers with talents is getting larger and larger. Haha. Gonna use this free time to do POA homework now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Pea went crazy just now. Siao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1755803287964359636?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1755803287964359636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-maintenance-is-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1755803287964359636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1755803287964359636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-maintenance-is-done.html' title='Blog maintenance is done.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8952663330003119398</id><published>2009-07-24T22:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:03:15.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, blog is seriously shitty. Luckily see teng taught me the method to blog. Haha. I felt sad that Mr tan is leaving us already, i don't understand why must all nice and good teachers leave us... :( I'll miss his teaching method and his sense of humour. So, after school dismissal, stayed back to discuss the C.Dance Tshirt designs and all.. After that, went to Tiong plaza with horse sis to get ice cream. And then head to her house. And IB session was on. Both of us achieved something today, great! Wooo. Am looking forward for the next IB training. :D Stayed her house until 8pm, then went downstairs to play volley ball. My first time playing it, and i played quite well. Genius means genius. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown someone came to me and told me that Gladys said people like me who can't dance is actually cheorographing dance steps for the class. Oh my gosh? Why can't she said to my face? Firstly, criticize my friend's dating life in front of me somemore. When she herself, is no where better? She's like gladys, the one with bamboo legs. Sorry, but look who's criticizing who first? I hate making these nasty comments, but if you wanna try me go ahead. Come say to my face la, why? Secondly, every single time come for CCA sure put on a black face, asked her what reason? She said none. If she doesn't know that her face those that who see already also buay song k? Not happy don't fucking come la, what for come here show your black face to everybody and spoils their mood? I felt really unfortunate for your friends, goodness. Lastly, take a look at the mirror before you judge others. Making nasty comments of others. Which part of you is good tell me? I think it is really fortunate to be in express, why don't you freaking just concentrate on your studies? In stead of making nasty comments to the others when all those comments that you made suits you completely? People will just know you as a slut. You gain nothing, no benefit from doing all these. Have some wisdom in thinking, what do you think you can gain from doing all those stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try to be funny, and provoke me somemore. I warn you, you've found the wrong person to mess with. Don't blame anyone but yourself when something nasty really happens on you. Wanna bad mouth me at least be smart and talk all you want when there's nobody around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8952663330003119398?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8952663330003119398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-blog-is-seriously-shitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8952663330003119398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8952663330003119398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-blog-is-seriously-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-960891248501344217</id><published>2009-07-23T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:15:16.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unable to post for the time being, blog got problem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-960891248501344217?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/960891248501344217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/unable-to-post-for-time-being-blog-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/960891248501344217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/960891248501344217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/unable-to-post-for-time-being-blog-got.html' title='Unable to post for the time being, blog got problem.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1287043792786845040</id><published>2009-07-22T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:15:58.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna dance like a rock star, sing like a pop star.</title><content type='html'>"To me, everything is like an illusion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i think i am failing for the geography test today. Ah! And there are Math, Chemistry and SS test tomorrow. Oh my gosh. I must have a nice sleep tonight, definitely must. After school dismissal today, had lunch. Then CCA starts at 3.10pm and ended at 5.30pm. 1 hour earlier, so happy. All we did were just stretching stretching and stretching. Under my expectation, i am going to have a bad muscle ache tomorrow. No doubt and for sure. There is PE lesson tomorrow, goodness. Talking about PE, i have to solo the dance tomorrow! Gosh! Please give me your moral supports, people. Dancers need confidence. :) Like what Weilin said. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to join OBM with Weilin. Woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1287043792786845040?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1287043792786845040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-dance-like-rock-star-sing-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1287043792786845040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1287043792786845040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-dance-like-rock-star-sing-like.html' title='I wanna dance like a rock star, sing like a pop star.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6980101690391394896</id><published>2009-07-20T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:45:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SmRiOCyNFDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wGDAuHEHTjc/s1600-h/437997685_b32e174c1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517449882866738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SmRiOCyNFDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wGDAuHEHTjc/s400/437997685_b32e174c1a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "I can't afford to have you as a friend just YET! I am sick of the burdens you gave it to me."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, have a few things to post today. Don't really have to mood to. Something caused me to laughed my ass off during reccess time. Soo jin was rocking her chair halfway, and i pushed it down with quite a big force. And she almost fell off the chair, super funny. But, still, I'm sorry soojin. Haha i can't believe i laughed for completely 5 minutes non stop. Oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, waited for Weilin. And one particular sentence from See Teng spoilt my mood badly. I don't want to talk about it. Anyway, it is not completely her fault. Partially is because of me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, in the end it is still horse who cheered me up and made me smile. Thanks love. After that i went over to her house, IB-ed. And we are still searching for Dance schools. Affordable, professional, and outstanding ones. Haha. Then went home at 7.30pm. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta do homework now, have to pass up tomorrow. Goodness! Haven't eat my dinner yet. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6980101690391394896?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6980101690391394896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-afford-to-have-you-as-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6980101690391394896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6980101690391394896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-afford-to-have-you-as-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SmRiOCyNFDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wGDAuHEHTjc/s72-c/437997685_b32e174c1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-2602366002777088179</id><published>2009-07-19T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:47:50.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We kissed, we hugged, we held hands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am making a quick update here, so i shall just summarize everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2pm-4pm, IB mode on at Mal(Weilin)'s house. Mal was using the comp to check out some stuffs, i presented the dance steps that i choreographed for aces day. And i asked her whether is it alright or not, and she said yes. :). I believe her words as she is direct. Her words will definitely help me a lot on Thursday. Haha. Then she presented Nobody dance by Wonder girls to me. And although it wasn't her best and wildest, she did well. I know she can dance. :D. After everything, we went to Tiong bahru to bought 4 egg tarts each for Sharon and fellow friends for Study meeting at Sharon's house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4pm-4.30pm, get hot fudge sundae at Mac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4.30pm-5pm Was walking towards the bus stop to take 145, we ran and chased for the bus 145 as it was behind. And I just realised the bus was stopped for the red traffic light, so in the end ran for nothing. I know, i felt stupid. And i was actually holding the packet of egg tarts on my right hand yet i still ran like siao. Weilin was like,"Eh! You are holding the egg tarts and you ran like mad just now? Quick see the egg tarts now!".&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Yeah hor!" (Open up and check it out, it was still in nice condition),"Look, i am skilled, only skilled people like me can run like crazy and still keep the egg tarts in such a nice condition." HAHA! We were chatting happily throughout and noticed that we missed the stop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5pm-5.15pm, Walk and walk and walk to search for Sharon's house. Just like IB on the process of doing mission. But we enjoyed it, even though i perspired like mad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5.30pm-7pm, Study meeting. And i was super random. Choon thoe was explaining something seriously, then out of the midst, "Can i have an extra drink?" LOL! And Weilin was laughing at me cause of my randomness. Then after the study meeting, weilin and i quarreled for something random, then we were running and walking fast for anger. And i asked what does walking fast and running got to do with angry? Then both of us burst into laughter. And halfway walking towards the bus stop, she said,"Haha". I was like so soft! Then she shouted freaking loud,"HAHA!" That we can even hear her echo, oh my god.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7-10pm, Walked around Vivo and harbour front, get a Yellow trio fruit juice at basement then sat down and talked about many stuffs. Weilin is always the one still. (&lt;3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then finally home at 10.30pm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn, wanted to make a short post. Didn't know it will turned out to be so long! But, agh, there is so much to elaborate about. Still got loads of stuffs to mention. But forget it, this is a public post. Shan't mention things which are personal. Have a nice rest, readers. :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s Mulgae/Otter/Szeman/Tom Love Mal/Unicorn/Horse/Weilin/Linny/Jerry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.p.s I learnt a lot during SM at sharon house today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-2602366002777088179?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/2602366002777088179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-kissed-we-hugged-we-held-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2602366002777088179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2602366002777088179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-kissed-we-hugged-we-held-hands.html' title='We kissed, we hugged, we held hands.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8756273214395460063</id><published>2009-07-18T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:58:35.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their piercing sounds try to fill me with doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SmF8GwhNldI/AAAAAAAAAY4/lGIKbdO81Rk/s1600-h/community.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359701487092864466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SmF8GwhNldI/AAAAAAAAAY4/lGIKbdO81Rk/s400/community.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Sometimes what goes around comes around."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my mum will be helping me to find hip hop classes outside! Hoohoo. Went to China town with my mum just now for lunch, after that head to OG to shop for lingerie. Went home at around 3pm. Shit, i still haven't do my math homework yet. Damn lazy. Must thanks Jingyu for helping me to type out the questions in word pad and send it to me. Because i forgot to bring my math textbook home again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading over to Sharon's house for study meeting tomorrow, before that i think i will go and meet with lovely weilin first. Walao, "why you never message me? Don't miss me right? :(". I shall now go send her a text and suan her. Goodbye readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8756273214395460063?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8756273214395460063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/their-piercing-sounds-try-to-fill-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8756273214395460063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8756273214395460063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/their-piercing-sounds-try-to-fill-me.html' title='Their piercing sounds try to fill me with doubt'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SmF8GwhNldI/AAAAAAAAAY4/lGIKbdO81Rk/s72-c/community.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-2522409135844137785</id><published>2009-07-17T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:08:10.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget it, seems like i was wrong.</title><content type='html'>School was all in peace all the way til math period, had math test on graphs today. I committed loads of mistakes, but the kind and humorous math teacher helped me to correct one of them. Otherwise i would have gotten all wrong. Haha. Straight away after math period was Chinese, Nicholas threw a soccer ball up high and hit on to the fan. Goodness, lucky the fan did not drop down. Then both classes 3F and 3E made hell lots of noise that was so loud that i cannot hear my own voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pea sat at ben's seat today. And he was super entertaining, HAHA! Serve him right during Chinese class, i tried to snatch his pencil box but failed. Then his thermometer and pen flew out and dropped onto the ground. It surprised me when the teacher only scolded pea instead of me, most probably she did not saw me doing so. (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaquan and Alex were damn irritating today, keep 'bao bao bao bao'. Will surely kill them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dismissal, Shirley, Liting, Soojin and Seeteng just left without me. I felt so freaking left out! Ah never mind, I am better off alone still. So walked halfway with poh ee to the staircase, saw weilin. My all time favourite! I stretch out my arms and hug her today, :). She was heading to her higher Chinese class, and i joined in too. Hey people, i attended HCL class today. You guys must be super envy right? Haha! I wanna go have IB practice soon with horse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for viwawa now, kakiis are rushing me. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-2522409135844137785?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/2522409135844137785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/forget-it-seems-like-i-was-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2522409135844137785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/2522409135844137785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/forget-it-seems-like-i-was-wrong.html' title='Forget it, seems like i was wrong.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-4327653194432442855</id><published>2009-07-16T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:48:15.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby come back to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sl8LYt1yQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/WdXBANSrvOk/s1600-h/Neat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359014600844133202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sl8LYt1yQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/WdXBANSrvOk/s400/Neat.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PE lesson super unlucky, first while we get into the push up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiaquan's&lt;/span&gt; leg was dragging on top of my hand then my thumb nail rub against the ground, freaking pain like hell. Then went for captains ball, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kumar&lt;/span&gt; accidentally hit directly on the clip on top of my head and it pressed against my head. Then the last accident, i fell down while trying to catch the ball and somewhere &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kumar&lt;/span&gt; suddenly bump on to me. Madness, my whole leg was scratched and ankle bleeds a little. Super unlucky right? And congrats to Alex, a ball hit on him twice. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Showed the dance to a certain classmates, and they approved it. Then after all the games, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; teacher wanted to make me solo in front of the whole class. But lucky the bell rang. But, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;agh&lt;/span&gt;, next week have to do it. Mr lee suddenly asked me, "Are you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;?" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Do i look like one? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just finished my math homework. Super tired today, that i fell asleep just now while working on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IB&lt;/span&gt; mode. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Math test tomorrow, oh my gosh. Lots of tests are coming! All the best to myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/who knows, my heart actually sinked for you and brighten by you. I am afraid i had really gotten into you, i don't want to drop into confusion. But i am really missing you, i want to win back all. Baby please prove to me i am not wrong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-4327653194432442855?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/4327653194432442855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-come-back-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4327653194432442855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/4327653194432442855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-come-back-to-me.html' title='Baby come back to me'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sl8LYt1yQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/WdXBANSrvOk/s72-c/Neat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3100779794500006900</id><published>2009-07-15T16:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:54:18.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sl2RcaHGHFI/AAAAAAAAAYo/i2YbkAl0Xss/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358599048872205394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sl2RcaHGHFI/AAAAAAAAAYo/i2YbkAl0Xss/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (I don't like it, but i just love it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is boring as usual, gotten &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt; test today on open and closing accounts and i scored full marks. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wooh&lt;/span&gt;. Actually many got full marks as well, glad that my class are improving as well as focusing more on studies already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kumarran&lt;/span&gt; pleased me to choreograph the dance for Aces Day in class, i felt pressured. Oh my god. I suck at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;choreographing&lt;/span&gt;, apparently i had never choreograph dance steps in my life before. Therefore i had decided to take that particular dance of Please don't stop the music, but i can hardly remember the steps now. It have been 3 years already! My goodness. And there is PE tomorrow, please don't tell me that i have to solo yeah. I will die of pressure. Am trying very hard with the song now. Hopefully i can get it by tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i haven't do my Chemistry homework. Or rather i don't even know how to solve it. It is more like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;. Right, I am in the process of working hard for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IB&lt;/span&gt; right now. (S+D) The horse should know. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3100779794500006900?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3100779794500006900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3100779794500006900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3100779794500006900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title='I hate this feeling'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/Sl2RcaHGHFI/AAAAAAAAAYo/i2YbkAl0Xss/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-832501317169698518</id><published>2009-07-14T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:53:29.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school with Weilin as usual this morning. I find that we have lesser thing to talk each day. Never mind, can't wait for weekends/fridays. So that i can go to her house and havoc, haha. Aw, CCA resume next week. POA and English were super boring, but anyway i wrote a very good composition for Chinese period. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley and me went totally crazy in class today, kept singing 'dibi dibi dip dip'. And all sort of funny funny songs. Haha! I am feeling so tired now that my eyes are half open. Short post for today, bye readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-832501317169698518?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/832501317169698518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-school-with-weilin-as-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/832501317169698518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/832501317169698518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-school-with-weilin-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-9002434451761299594</id><published>2009-07-13T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:15:37.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove to me that you mean it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlsTIjVZKmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6Zb1zO7g7LE/s1600-h/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357897219332188770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlsTIjVZKmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6Zb1zO7g7LE/s400/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (The feeling of desire for a glance and turn out to be just a back view feels terrible.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, after 2 hours of math homework! Drew 7 non-linear graphs and did 7 of the questions. I guess more than that, what is shocking is that. For the first time ever in my life i am struggling so hard on Math homework? I can't believe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i love all the classes in school today. Except for English, the new teacher bored me today. She suck. I really can't take it when she mind so much about stuffs that ain't relevant about English at all. Students love to hug their bags, can't she just let them be? Instead of using the time to teach on the factual composition she kept talking about bags. Dots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am enjoying the new topic on Chemistry, Relative atomic mass. It is simple and nice solving it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Psst, *Picture, picture*. Oh yeah, i went to horse's house yesterday. We did some homeworks, after i completed while she was still doing i drew a picture of her together with her room background. After that watched SOS, and i swear it agitated me hell loads. Aghz. Shan't mention about it. Then watched some random videos of ss501, after that i mentioned something sick of one of the random pictures of ss501. HAHA! *picture, picture* :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i have done updating. I am going off to finish up my Chemistry homework now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Weeeheeeheeeeeeeee).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-9002434451761299594?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/9002434451761299594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/prove-to-me-that-you-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/9002434451761299594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/9002434451761299594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/prove-to-me-that-you-mean-it.html' title='Prove to me that you mean it.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlsTIjVZKmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6Zb1zO7g7LE/s72-c/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3101998401907147486</id><published>2009-07-10T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:27:58.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling of waiting is not nice at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlcV3kOr_RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2yX_SDdoktQ/s1600-h/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356774326142762258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlcV3kOr_RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2yX_SDdoktQ/s400/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "What am i waiting for? When i already know it will never happens?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the last full dress rehearsal already, and tomorrow will be the actual day! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;, her mum and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jin&lt;/span&gt; is coming to support me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks girls. Reached home at around 11pm last night and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chiong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt; homework. Therefore i looked freaking tired whole day. I even slept during English class, can't focus at all. Sigh.. School is so random everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to the horse's house, '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IB&lt;/span&gt;' mode was on again. And both of us went crazy, i can't believe that i fell down at her room just now. And gave her a chance to laugh at me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Agh&lt;/span&gt;. I feel so tired now that my eyes are starting to close, but i am not going to sleep yet. Thinking whether there are any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeworks&lt;/span&gt; today. Shit if there is one. Hopefully no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3101998401907147486?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3101998401907147486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-of-waiting-is-not-nice-at-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3101998401907147486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3101998401907147486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-of-waiting-is-not-nice-at-all.html' title='The feeling of waiting is not nice at all.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlcV3kOr_RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2yX_SDdoktQ/s72-c/Some+Romantiac+Pictures+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-6704327098499742341</id><published>2009-07-09T16:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:51:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth voice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlWnPy_OUUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DfRhUZFulWk/s1600-h/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356371221653901634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlWnPy_OUUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DfRhUZFulWk/s400/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something stupid happened on Nicholas today during PE lesson. At first me and shirley was looking at the white board that present the award stuffs. Then nicholas cut in and look very close to the white board. Then i push his head, after that shirley turn then i push again. Then shirley use strength to push him and he almost fall like that. Then after that i push him with more strength and he bang on to the white board. LOL! Physics was totally upside down, Yong lee kept singing songs in class. Damn funny, but got sick of it after that. So i listen to songs while copying notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to canteen to eat lunch with Weilin, then took 145 together back home. And now she's on her way to my house. And it is going to be 5pm, she is super late! Stupid damn horse. hahaha! Going for sketch tonight. Two more days to the actual performance! Am glad that Soojin and poh ee is coming to watch me. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHI!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-6704327098499742341?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/6704327098499742341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-stupid-happened-on-nicholas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6704327098499742341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/6704327098499742341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-stupid-happened-on-nicholas.html' title='Warmth voice.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlWnPy_OUUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DfRhUZFulWk/s72-c/WWWAVOETK+-+2007+TOP100+PICTURE+!+!+!+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-7801731714799540571</id><published>2009-07-08T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:31:18.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are playing an important role in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlSYHOF_tRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/-ZoYn8MMcIk/s1600-h/Wide+Screen+Wallpapers+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356073106660111634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlSYHOF_tRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/-ZoYn8MMcIk/s400/Wide+Screen+Wallpapers+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "If you light a lantern for another, it will also brighten your own way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been coping quite well with classes, except for Chemistry. I had lost my Chemistry file, and there is Chemistry lesson tomorrow. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school dismissal, had lunch with Weilin then went to dance room for the notice board decoration project. Jia lin, Shanwen and me were shouting among one another in the dance room. And Mr.Chang happened to walk passed and he gave some comments on the way shan wen lying on the mat that placed on the ground. I did not really heard what he said, but he sounded funny. After all the stuffs we made, Shan wen went to Tiong bahru with me for my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, on my way walking home. I was listening to a song called 'My girl' by ss501. There is part where they sang 'friend'. I look far away at Wei lin's house, and then took a look at my house. And Wei lin's face was flashed into my mind straight away, i did not planned to go to her house one. So i was quite surprised when i reached her house void-deck. But anyway, i went up and have a chat with Sharon and Weilin. Then did evening gongyo together. After Sharon left, i stayed until 7.30pm. Many hilarious moments happened, especially when we play Table tennis. HAHA! I shan't mention it. Then Weilin accompanied me to Tiong bahru and get some ice creams, after that we head to Tiong park and chat until 8.30pm. And lastly, home sweet home. Today had been a tiring day for myself as well as Weilin i guess. I was feeling quite down in school today but after hanging out with that horse i felt so much better. :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to meet her tomorrow for lunch and dinner and then to SYC. I can't believe i am feeling excited for tomorrow because i am gonna spend my whole evening and night with that horse! Hehe. Okay, i am feeling extremely tired right now. Lazy to post anymore. Goodnight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that horse and lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-7801731714799540571?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/7801731714799540571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-playing-important-role-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7801731714799540571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/7801731714799540571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-playing-important-role-in-my.html' title='You are playing an important role in my life.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlSYHOF_tRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/-ZoYn8MMcIk/s72-c/Wide+Screen+Wallpapers+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-3270549092521348537</id><published>2009-07-07T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:12:58.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My way had been brighten by your lantern.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I really don't want to give a damn to it, but the mindset is always shaken away by some random shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355733090767209746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlNi3sL8BRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Xkprmzb88GI/s400/Wallpapers+4+Ur+Comp+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If anyone did realised, i had a bad day today. Yes i did. I didn't get to hang out with Weilin today, i felt so not used to this kind of emptiness anymore. You believe i almost cry of missing her so badly. But i did not of course. My tears are like snows. They are rare, or never. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a POA test on double entry, and i scored full mark for it. Wow, i did not expect myself to score full marks for it when i didn't even revise for it during the weekend. I am genius! I am being thick skin already, i know. And something flash right into my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If your friend ask you who is cute, what do you answer? Start with a letter 'C'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, smart ah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course la, i am smart kid. Genius of all the genius okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, you don't bhb lei. I praise you abit then you yaya already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a random chat from me with my form teacher. The most yaya Teacher in Queenstown secondary school. LOL! I am surely going to be in dead meat if he ever got the chance to read this. Hehe. And i got a new nick name by him, Elephant! The super thick skin creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stayed back after school dismissal for the CCA notice board stuffs. The notice board is totally a fail! Oh my god. SHIT! I just noticed that i forgot to do something important. Ah forget it, it's already be 10.53pm now. After CCA, went home to bathe then went out with my mum. For dinner and then to TBSC for video tape. I bought my math homework there, trying to complete all in a pathetic situation and at last i did it. Thank goodness, Wei lin wasn't there. HAHA! Otherwise she will be laughing like a horse (weeeheeeheee). All right, it's time to get some sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-3270549092521348537?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/3270549092521348537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-way-had-been-brighten-by-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3270549092521348537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/3270549092521348537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-way-had-been-brighten-by-your.html' title='My way had been brighten by your lantern.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/SlNi3sL8BRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Xkprmzb88GI/s72-c/Wallpapers+4+Ur+Comp+%5Bfrom+www.metacafe.com%5D+%2360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-1040813644638891336</id><published>2009-07-06T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:13:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for making my dream realistic</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that i did not blog for yesterday. Went over to Wei lin house at 2.30pm, had a really great time at her house. (And you are the first one who made my dream realistic, gamsahamnida.) I shall not talk about what we did at her house, it's a secret. Left her house at 10pm, spent a total of 7 hours 30 minutes at her house. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today went to gym with wei lin. And i gained 1 kg, what the heck! Must start to go swimming and gym often again already. I've found a full-time fun partner already. :) After gym, went to TB. plaza for Hot fudge sundae. Then Weilin came over to my house, played some poker card games. And our IB mode is on again. Haha. Camwhore until 8pm, then sent her down to the traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shit, tomorrow school. My poa and math homework! Oh my god, die already. Need go school earlier tomorrow morning to complete it. Sigh.. I still haven't do my Chinese homework yet, gonna copy it from someone. (Crazy horse you better don't diao me.) Haha! Suddenly there are so many things that coming towards my mind that i want to do well in. I want to do well in studies, i want to do well in singing, i want to do well in dancing as well. I want to at least perfect a thing in my life! "Life is what you make by one chance". - don't freaking rip this quote away from me if you don't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Korean, SS501 and Kpop! AND IB! (Love)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-1040813644638891336?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/1040813644638891336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-for-making-my-dream-realistic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1040813644638891336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/1040813644638891336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-for-making-my-dream-realistic.html' title='Thanks for making my dream realistic'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8433039943455320109</id><published>2009-07-04T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:14:22.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You erased my bad memories by replacing happy ones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(You said you will never leave me, but you didn't kept your promise. I said i will never leave you, despite the fact that i did left, but i did kept my promise. Because you are already gone for me to stay.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon. Woke up at 12 noon, wei lin ring my house and we have a long chat until 1.30pm. After that both of us went to take a shower, left the house at around 2pm. Met her at Tiong park opposite bus stop, took bus 145 to Vivo. Had our lunch at Superdogs, we played some spontaneous acting games. Haha. Super retarded one. After that get some ice cream at basement, went up to One Page to see some stuffs. Left Vivo at 4pm and took bus 143 and head to TBSC. Practiced the dance, then sketch. Linny and i sat down at a corner when it's time to slack, we were singing and did lots of random stuffs. We played the crying challenge, and i lost to 4-0. She's crazy (HJ style of saying)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ends at 6pm, then we went home together. In the bus on our journey home i think i did pissed her off. Lol, she dared me to play her laughter that i recorded in my phone. And i did, and on it loudly. Then after that she gave me an unpleasant stare, (must be trained during her tkwd lesson). After that she gave me a "=P" face. Dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That crazy girl cried a total of 5 times today, including once at Superdogs while we were playing some random acting games. Haha. Gonna watch some videos already, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8433039943455320109?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8433039943455320109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-erased-my-bad-memories-by-replacing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8433039943455320109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8433039943455320109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-erased-my-bad-memories-by-replacing.html' title='You erased my bad memories by replacing happy ones.'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174844010729511477.post-8002806665352145781</id><published>2009-07-03T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:14:39.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse</title><content type='html'>A day is spent with Wei lin again, went to Great world for lunch at mac. Walked and chat and joke around. After that she came over to my house, watched some ss501 videos, and were both laughing loudly and crazily. Then sent her off downstair at 6.30pm, after that come home to take a shower. And start finding some nice blog skin, currently chatting with Weilin on phone now. I just recorded the way she laugh, HAHA! So damn freaking loud and retardedly. Oh my god, crazy horse. (wheeeheeeeeee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to bring POA and math homework home. Shit. Rehearsal for dance and sketch tomorrow. Will be meeting with Weilin, my crazy partner, sister, best friend and all sort of nonsense. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;P.s. i find mdm. Yani rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174844010729511477-8002806665352145781?l=listen-theseacries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/feeds/8002806665352145781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/horse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8002806665352145781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174844010729511477/posts/default/8002806665352145781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-theseacries.blogspot.com/2009/07/horse.html' title='Horse'/><author><name>Szeman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07724701978770917853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7hXfMm1EDw/S2OpWUX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Z8bHDWjcw0Q/S220/asd.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
