<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:48:00.843+08:00</updated><category term='Where&apos;s my bolster'/><category term='Extremely Saded'/><category term='I will never look back animore.'/><category term='Saded'/><category term='SLPY'/><category term='Longing'/><category term='Saded.'/><category term='Tired'/><category term='Pissy.'/><title type='text'>Saded</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-2999601426628538502</id><published>2008-07-20T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Pictures Of the Golf Course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/SINZiAzv6dI/AAAAAAAAACE/433bfIsYXdw/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118433547381202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/SINZiAzv6dI/AAAAAAAAACE/433bfIsYXdw/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/SINZifxryCI/AAAAAAAAACM/5PCf1lMfHXw/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118441860220962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/SINZifxryCI/AAAAAAAAACM/5PCf1lMfHXw/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first picture quite sux, it was taken in the late evening but i notice that there this opening in the sky so i just took it down. I love clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the 2nd picture looks better though, the water channel that its connected to kranji resevoir beside the 15th tee box. Nice cool area just feel lyk sleeping there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haven slept for more than 24 hrs le plus alcohol acting alittle dizzy lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today will be a short post then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Status of dta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Emo&lt;br /&gt;2. Sad&lt;br /&gt;3. Tired&lt;br /&gt;4. Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-2999601426628538502?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/2999601426628538502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=2999601426628538502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2999601426628538502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2999601426628538502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-of-golf-course-first-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/SINZiAzv6dI/AAAAAAAAACE/433bfIsYXdw/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-2555985065362240566</id><published>2008-07-20T03:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:14:10.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Duno why i'm still awake at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its 4 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wide Awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Still need to wake up early tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SIANZZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Once a friend told me this, friends last u a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And i can totally agree with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I learnt that principle the hard way i guess, but at least i now know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Treasure buddies that brave hardships with u. Cherish their presence when u have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Shall stop with the Emo stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Met Raine yesterday to pass her a bottle of Cordon Bleu that i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Took the bus to Bukit Gombak at around 8.35pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Boarded the bus and i saw 2 pretty ladies on the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Duno why my eyes kp looking at girls these few days.... (at least nt looking at boys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here the interesting part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;One of the girls is wearing a white mini skirt and she sitting with her legs wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I saw the colour but decided nt to stare le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;However this uncle decided to move to her opposite seat and sat down pretending to be aslp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Enjoying free show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;However i tink the girl know le cos the uncle kept looking down and she stood up with her friend to stand beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wat luck....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Too bad i got off earlier than them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Went to Gombak Mrt station to wait for Raine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As usual she's smoking hahaha/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Her hair hasnt grown back yet but at least its nt that toot animore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She prompted me to add some of the Cordon Bleu into my apple juice lol.Wierd i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And so she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nth to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stupid idea came into my head lets walk form bukit gombak to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So started walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;While walking saw a few unusal stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This lady was quarreling with wat i seems lyk her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I couldnt comfirm cos the guy looks 40 year old and the girl around 20+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Girl: Hold me tightly, pls love me again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Guy: I found new love pls dun come look for me again animore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Girl: No!( tugs at the guys shirt and hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Guy: Ure irritating. Let go dun make a scene (Guy shoves and pushes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The girl fell down and her knee was bleeding. However the girl gets back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The guy started to walk away. I decided to move on cos im the onli person looking and its so obvious. Pity that girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I carried on walking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Nxt i saw this car crashed into a tazi right infront of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wanted to take a picture but realise that my phone has no flash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Both men came out from their respective vehicle and started quarreling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The guy was scolding the taxi driver about his car being runned on diesal thus his car is worthless compared to his car that ran on petrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Funny argument but interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;That happen outside the Bukita Batok Driving Centre. Irony right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I guess both drivers should just walk in and retake their tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So i carried on walking. So mani events. I feel lyk im on and epic journey to venture home lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Machiam Journey to the West.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The nxt incident freaked me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Was walking pass this deserted old army camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It was quite huge so it took about 15 mins to walk pass it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;While walking pass i constanly feel chills up my spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;had a feeling sumone was behind me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Decided nt to look back as i continued walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;However curiousity is killing my cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Decided to take peek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the first ting i saw was blood omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;nxt moment i realise it was the girl that quarreled with the guy her knee was still bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wat a scare plus she was wearing a white dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Decided to help her even though she said that she could manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;In the end she just rested her arms on me shoulder as i helped her along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I asked her where she lived and she said that she didnt felt lyk going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Cham le i stuck with this stranger and i promise Qing that i will be back home by 9.50 to talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sooooooooo, i just told the lady wat passed has passed look on in life. Go on slp take a bath take care of your wound and everything would be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;She noded. with that i just flagged down the cab and she got on and left for her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Poor me continue walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Finally reach my house, realise i forgot to bring my key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;To hell with me, intercom my parents which happened to be nt at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;My luck sux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Had to walk to the main gate which was one big round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When u reached the security demanded to see my key to let me pass throgh, i explained that i forgot and he refused to let me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Stupid guards in then i finally persuade them to let me in aniway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Smooth talker xia me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I called my parents to ask where they were and they actualli said that they were at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thus the journey of me ends when i went safely into the lift to proceed back to my comfort zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUDDENLY THE LIGHT WENT OUT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this didnt happen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall end off here post some photo of the golf course tmr if i get to have ani good shots of the scenary. Nite.Signing off Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-2555985065362240566?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/2555985065362240566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=2555985065362240566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2555985065362240566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2555985065362240566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2008/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5037944282219024466</id><published>2008-07-17T05:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:00:19.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping In Toilet,Bus, EVERYWHERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sleeping In Toilet,Bus, EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY is just a ridiculous day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 9a.m even though i slept at 5am. Dots.&lt;br /&gt;My mum wanted me to go shopping with her.&lt;br /&gt;SIANZ, that means endless walking around in my half dead body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly, i dragged my feet into my bathroom and sat on the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat, i actualli fell aslp why sitting on the toilet bowl while brushing tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Eh Ah Wei(thats what they call me at home) u masturbating inside isit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:ZZZ (no reply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: knock loudly ehh answer lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shocked* swallowed sum of the toothpaste and made sum gakking noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: EH dun die inside if want to die unlock the door also if nt need call Civil Defence open door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: SIANZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 190  to orchad to shop with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Was tired that i fell aslp on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway i jerked awake to find myself lying on a girl's shoulder. OMG&lt;br /&gt;The girl was also slping.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Aniway i didnt care and just continued lying on her shoulder shiokness.&lt;br /&gt;The girl was nt bad looking though.&lt;br /&gt;But a tad too old for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Sakura yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Mum was there so shouldnt complain she footed the bill.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for clothes, bought this pair of black levis jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a disgusting act during my walk from wisma to cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;This guy was digging his nose lyk if there sth horrible stuck in it,&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHEN HE TOOK OUT HIS FINGER HE FLICKED IT AND IT LANDED ON THE HAIR OF A GIRL. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me and my mum took taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked and comforted and sort of pei this girl talk on the net cause she had certain issues with relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Why r are people all suffering due to the affairs of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Be strong and smile : )&lt;br /&gt;Cos Life is jsut as wonderful with or without relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Wat matters is that One is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5037944282219024466?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5037944282219024466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5037944282219024466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5037944282219024466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5037944282219024466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2008/07/sleeping-in-toiletbus-everywhere.html' title='Sleeping In Toilet,Bus, EVERYWHERE'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-4742945379058914620</id><published>2008-07-16T02:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T04:20:52.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will never look back animore.'/><title type='text'>Over You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG, FINALLY IM BACK TO THIS BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dots, its almost a year since i blog due to some unforseen circumstances i decided to abandon this blog for this time period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Managed to find work at Big'O cafe at Wheelock Place. Nice job, Nice ambience and the people there are really nice too. However the standard of food isnt quit gd and the price is super high. SO eat it when u feel lyk digging a hole in your pocket yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Incident 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: The Banana Fudge ice-cream is nice, where can i buy it. From your factory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Yes our ice cream is made in our factory but we dun sell it by tubs, u can onli dine in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Why, it feels wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Sry sir im just following orders too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER.....&lt;br /&gt;Me: We have a factory? Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Siao ah, dun have lah, we just said that its from our factory cause lyk more dua pai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why?Where did the ice-creamcome from actualli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Frm Andersons and we r selling way more ex so we just had to say its frm our factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Incident 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While i was working there, i saw this 20+ lady sitting alone in the restaurant. She was quite pretty thus I starting looking at her with utmost curiousity. My colleagues knew that i was staring her and they prompt me to make a move. I attended to her every need, topping up water, clearing her empty plates eg.&lt;br /&gt;Her every thank you seems lyk music to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and she asked for a check.&lt;br /&gt;I attended to her lyk alwaes.&lt;br /&gt;As she stood up to leave i notice that she had forgotten to take 2 plastic bags that contain items that seemed lyk presents. I rushed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mam, dun forget to take your plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Dun call me Mam call me Jolene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *tonguetied*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Dun mind taking care the plastic bags for me as i need to go to the Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: With pleasure Mam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stared at me with those girly eyes and she went.&lt;br /&gt;I took a piece of tissue paper and wrote down my name and no. and i slip it into one of the plastic bags. LOL Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back took the bags and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day later, i received a call.&lt;br /&gt;ME:Helo may i knw hus this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller: i saw this tissue paper with your no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: did u go to Big'O to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller: No i found the tissue paper in the bag of present that my friend gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *coldsweat* Hangs up phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. SWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Its been quite a hard time for me actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But somehow or rather i gotten over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No more feeling or what-so ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im Sry especially to SC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When i was down i called and u were alwaes there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;U comforted and listen to my rants for 5 days in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;U never complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;U r a wonderful girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We shared sum amazing times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But my heart wasnt ready to love again at that point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;U were ready to accept me for hu i m then but i knw that it would be unfair for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thats why i let u go and i think u should know the reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I never wanted to hurt u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rather hurt u now then to hurt u later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The movie was nice though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And the cookies u baked were delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just went for medical check up and Im into Pes A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Going to be botak soon i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;After NS, my parents are sending me overseas to study. (location: not comfirmed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just love the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Its so cooling, so refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;How i alwaes imgaine myself walking with the girl of my dreams down this environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I guess it would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;SO NICE......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ending here, i swear i will update soon to make up for the 1 year that i have benn slacking off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4742945379058914620?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4742945379058914620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4742945379058914620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4742945379058914620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4742945379058914620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2008/07/over-you.html' title='Over You'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-8410238611916585977</id><published>2007-08-30T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T06:43:12.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I long for freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thirst for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wheres the key to freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blogging under some unknown void deck while waiting for WenJia to go school today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid person duno how to set security to their router.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stealing some unknown person's connection under some unknown block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School has been bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teachers has been giving me advices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Concentrate on Studies and forget about relationship."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just feel lyk asking them to go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have my own way of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think im mature enough to decide on what i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If i really put my studies as my second priority &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dun need anyone to tell me wat to do it sux.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WenJia is coming  signing off&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/4679197123871291714-8410238611916585977?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/8410238611916585977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=8410238611916585977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/8410238611916585977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/8410238611916585977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/08/freedom-i-long-for-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-8986752727558487668</id><published>2007-08-22T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:37:23.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the best of mood now.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just don't get it do they.&lt;br /&gt;I've this problem brooding in my head for lyk so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little yet i scared that this small amount may get even smaller.&lt;br /&gt;How do i tell u??&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan the relationship to get worse.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously this matters need to be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously if this carrys on i think i will be just a BF by name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wats the problem with u aniway.&lt;br /&gt;Cant every seem to figure u out.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be okay with me except you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried i realli tried to give in.&lt;br /&gt;But with every inch i give i gt a feeling u wanna take a mile.&lt;br /&gt;If u werent that close, i would have already f u till your mum dun even recognise you.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me i will do that if u step over the limit one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If diplomacy doesnt work deterrance will have to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u understand what i m trying to imply, pls be gracious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-8986752727558487668?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/8986752727558487668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=8986752727558487668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/8986752727558487668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/8986752727558487668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1221431893934473664</id><published>2007-08-15T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:10:58.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extremely Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Feel so DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today i felt a sense of joy when i touched bball again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I get to play with my J2 buddies again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Especially Moo, Jody Yi Sheng and Brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But overall i felt dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Going to fail my geog test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Arghh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sumtimes i realli wonder why people are not contented with what they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I realli do wonder how the other party will feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I m contented with wateva i have and i shant ask for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I not the type of person that ask for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4679197123871291714-1221431893934473664?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1221431893934473664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1221431893934473664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1221431893934473664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1221431893934473664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-so-dead-today-i-felt-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-7197326791040279947</id><published>2007-08-13T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:14:24.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VivoCity a place where dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;WenJia once said that to me on that fateful day 8/8/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the 8/8 theres is some stupid heritage trailthat we have to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;Sumone forced me to go. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with a heavy heart, leaving my bed and comfy bolster behind.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;After singing some national songs that i dun realli recognise except the national anthem, there was a breifing on the heritage trail.&lt;br /&gt;When they announced for the J2 pacer reps and J2 vicechairperson.&lt;br /&gt;I went with Moo my bestest best buddy to report.&lt;br /&gt;SO we were on our way to chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;Reached there lyk in a sec due to the fact that i fell aslp on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to people park complex to eat breakfast with Moo as we thought that our class would not arrive so early.&lt;br /&gt;Ate some yong tau hu which was quite nice,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that nobody arrived, Moo decided to treat me to chendol.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway eating thru, our class arrive and met us there.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;While eating, my J1 teacher called to ask me where the hell i was.&lt;br /&gt;Moo and me decided to come up with some cock and bull story to fool our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;AWWW so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Should have told  him the truth that i was going with another class and not lie to him.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim Yong Hin is a good teacher and i made him worry so much.&lt;br /&gt;Sry Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving NAtional Library Board which is the final destination for J2 and J1.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with WenJia to go for our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to eat at Jack's Place.&lt;br /&gt;It was at that point in time where these words came out from WenJia's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;VivoCity a place where dreams come true. she said.&lt;br /&gt;And off we were to VivoCity where dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching we looked at the map of VivoCity,&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, the place where dreams came true didnt have Jack's Place.&lt;br /&gt;WenJia i tink its time for you to take back that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/8&lt;br /&gt;National Day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;There the human flag tingy at Padang today.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Was damn excited bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Went to queue up with Class 0743A.&lt;br /&gt;There were alot of people tryin gto cut queue.&lt;br /&gt;LOL llucky there were offcials to make this people go back.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY tha stupid old auntie that has skin the thickness of gazillion eleohant.&lt;br /&gt;After being talked to by QunZheng, the lady was aloof or perhaps hackcare.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she was even deaf.&lt;br /&gt;I considered the fact that maybe shes deaf as i too shouted into her ear but apparently she did not have any response.&lt;br /&gt;stupid lady.&lt;br /&gt;May yuor queue be cut forever resulting in you not able to get wat u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere there was good.&lt;br /&gt;However my mood suddenly died down and i felt so sucky.&lt;br /&gt;Shant explain on that Charles and Glenn confirm knew wat happen.&lt;br /&gt;Thx Rusydia Begum and Fairuz for accomapnying me.&lt;br /&gt;You 3 girls cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you make a difference- Qouted from the song Will You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-7197326791040279947?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/7197326791040279947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=7197326791040279947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/7197326791040279947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/7197326791040279947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/08/vivocity-place-where-dreams-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-7727640380981085795</id><published>2007-07-06T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:56:52.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morons and idiots.&lt;br /&gt;Call yourselves classmates and FRIENDS when u dun even dare to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;For guys, u have no balls, for girls i have no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a short day for me.&lt;br /&gt;School starts at 8.10 end at 9.10.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to play Basketball from 9.10 onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Chen came to join us t play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep missing shots as there was something in my mind distracting me.&lt;br /&gt;And i cant keep it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Fell down while playing.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid opponents that think that they are that damn good.]&lt;br /&gt;We play jokingly they play serious.&lt;br /&gt;WHen we start to play serious, either they are scared or frightened, they play jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;And when they lose, they will say "play for fun onli mah" with the elongated pronunciation of "mah" &lt;br /&gt;Idiots&lt;br /&gt;why is this world filled with idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that are nt supportiva at all.&lt;br /&gt;People that are sore losers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls dun be angry animore.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see you smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-7727640380981085795?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-2292515785048014397</id><published>2007-07-05T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:22:42.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired and sleepy this few days.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i did not update.&lt;br /&gt;Summer tests are over.&lt;br /&gt;Studied quite a lot but i've gt a nasty feeling that i might fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is due to the fact of the mental stress i had put on myself.&lt;br /&gt;During every exam i was either yawning or falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;In the end i couldnt finish the essays on time.&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz Hope it will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected some friend of mine who was mentally stressed about hw she did or the summer tests gt quite gd grades.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Sakae Sushi with Wenjia.&lt;br /&gt;As usual we did nt finish wat we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to take the ice cream into the cinema.(notice this part)&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch transformers with her.&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the last row duno whether WenJia can c anithin ornt but at least i think she enjoyed the movie.&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, dear wenjia took out the ice cream that we forgot to eat.&lt;br /&gt;IT has melted. &lt;br /&gt;When i opened the cap, it look more lyk green tea smoothie rather than ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Eww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumone collected their purple jeans today.&lt;br /&gt;Elated right, excited right??&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to wear them right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thx to JunQing who helped me booked tickets for nxt Saturday's Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;Its a must watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stop here now.&lt;br /&gt;In need of slp, tmr will be long day.&lt;br /&gt;My lessons end at 9.10 urgh, might as well dun go school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Hope u had a nice time today, i knw i did. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-2292515785048014397?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/2292515785048014397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=2292515785048014397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2292515785048014397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2292515785048014397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RoPnxv9uQHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uwbfJiPEuCI/s1600-h/no-chewing-cum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RoPnxv9uQHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uwbfJiPEuCI/s200/no-chewing-cum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081159646479007858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RoPnx_9uQII/AAAAAAAAAB8/EAzThf0cwtc/s1600-h/steaming-cock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RoPnx_9uQII/AAAAAAAAAB8/EAzThf0cwtc/s200/steaming-cock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081159650773975170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are finally over, however i cant get myself to be happy about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-701403301066195338?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/701403301066195338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=701403301066195338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/701403301066195338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/701403301066195338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/exams-are-finally-over-however-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RoPnxf9uQGI/AAAAAAAAABs/qaTzz56RD1E/s72-c/shit-on-floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-7029108801814273687</id><published>2007-06-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:02:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had Econs exams today.&lt;br /&gt;And it totally sux.&lt;br /&gt;Been studying up late these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Thus i slept in the exam hall.&lt;br /&gt;So clever of me. WTH&lt;br /&gt;In the ended up not finishing the essay.&lt;br /&gt;Omg i can just die and kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to stay awake by biting myself on the palm and stabbing myself with a pen.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the tip of the pen broke off and i did nt have any other pen.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Victor was behind me and i borrowed a pen from him.&lt;br /&gt;Thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh tmr is lit and maths.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gona slp early today just in case tmr there another type of this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;Its 4 mths, 4 mths.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Happy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-7029108801814273687?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/7029108801814273687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=7029108801814273687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/7029108801814273687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/7029108801814273687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/had-econs-exams-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-990803000103025891</id><published>2007-06-25T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T04:05:41.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams oooo scary.&lt;br /&gt;Hw am i feeling nw??&lt;br /&gt;Stressed?? Worked up?? Nervous??&lt;br /&gt;Nah..&lt;br /&gt;Its just the summer test but that doesnt mean i wun do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying for the past 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;Tts someting that I would never do.&lt;br /&gt;U can never see weesin mugging cos its just a wrong sight.&lt;br /&gt;just lyk if u eat ice cream in spaghetti sauce.&lt;br /&gt;It just doesnt mix, just lyk me and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However im doing it so maybe one day u should try ice cream with spaghetti sauce.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah i wun be in school for the 1st day of exams as i do nt have exams on that day.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just wish all of my friends gd luck for tmr summer tests.&lt;br /&gt;ALL the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMMM, u must be wondering wat am i doing up so late, the time is lyk 4am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat i m studying maths.&lt;br /&gt;Sry to that sumone cos i never kp my promise but i promise that i will slp 8 hrs in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday having Econs.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!!&lt;br /&gt;Data response is the most problematic one.&lt;br /&gt;The skills are lyk unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;So alien.&lt;br /&gt;Interpreting the data response is so tough.&lt;br /&gt;I tink i should do ok with the essay questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that exams will pass by quicky.&lt;br /&gt;LoL.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back to doing maths.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid calculus, why did he invented it aniway.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is filled with Raju nw, creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Nathan's voice rings in my brain "people's person"&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward tothe activities after exams.&lt;br /&gt;Going vivo city, being part of the human flag, get back to my cute K1 kids again and lastly play basketball with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall sign off here.&lt;br /&gt;a good morning to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy to be in love. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1735297181418085356</id><published>2007-06-23T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:29:26.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't Matter-Akon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got you babe&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got you babe&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we gonna fight&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we gonna fight&lt;br /&gt;Believe we gonna fight&lt;br /&gt;We gonna fight&lt;br /&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;Nobody thought we'd last forever&lt;br /&gt;I feel 'em hopin' and prayin'&lt;br /&gt;Things between us don't get better&lt;br /&gt;Men steady comin' after you&lt;br /&gt;Women steady comin' after me&lt;br /&gt;Seem like everybody wanna go for self&lt;br /&gt;And don't wanna respect boundaries&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you all those lies&lt;br /&gt;Just to get on your side&lt;br /&gt;But I must admit there was a couple secrets&lt;br /&gt;I held inside&lt;br /&gt;But just know that I tried&lt;br /&gt;To always apologize&lt;br /&gt;And I'ma have you first always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;To keep you satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song its so true so damn true.&lt;br /&gt;We gotta fight for our right to love.&lt;br /&gt;Alwaes first in my heart mind and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna c you happy as it makes me satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Hu doesnt keep secrets from their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt matter cos i've gt you and thats what that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Love You so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot-Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div width="240" height="220" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/heart.swf?lyricid=2147444457" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="240" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/Avril-Lavigne-lyrics.html" title="Avril Lavigne Lyrics"&gt;Avril Lavigne Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the same way too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1735297181418085356?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1735297181418085356/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1698806555429106164</id><published>2007-06-23T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:12:05.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and my stupid mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Keep spouting on riduculous things and things that has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes i just wonder, why do i ever bring up the past.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;And get myself into a situation that is so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes i just wished that what i say would nt affect people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would anione feel ok if wateva u say would affect that person.&lt;br /&gt;I just could not get rid of the guilty concious.&lt;br /&gt;Thus a string of sorries will follow that.&lt;br /&gt;And i would ponder, think through it all night.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I guess its just my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It alwaes is, no mater hw people try to deny. &lt;br /&gt;I would alwaes feel that its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Brain in knots and tangles now.&lt;br /&gt;Dun feel lyk slping, dun feel lyk doing anithing.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stone till morning comes.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in pain cant anione tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pissed of with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I shall drown myself in thoughts tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight, after that i shall move along and kp it as my dirty little secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1698806555429106164?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1698806555429106164/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5050781524935570583</id><published>2007-06-22T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T03:35:46.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>horrendous haircut.&lt;br /&gt;URGH URGH URGH URGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hair salon this afternoon at about 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Sat down in the chair as i notice this new hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;To my horror she went over to help me cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I was lyk the usual, hoping that she will take the initiative to ask if she duno.&lt;br /&gt;After just 2 mins of haircutting, i drifted off to Lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up into a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;My fringe was gone.&lt;br /&gt;GONE!! OMFG!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so uneasy without my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon haircut as sumone put it.&lt;br /&gt;ARGG the pain. As my sister said that it was horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh sumore!! damn saded now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter of the Puzzle Fighter&lt;br /&gt;For people that duno, its a game that i installed in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Today i encountered a pro.&lt;br /&gt;Played with the pro and i lost 10 times and i won once.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, embarrassed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the pro does nt get to addicted to Puzzle Fighter and study for Summer Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i wish my hair would grow faster, cartoon haircut?? lol screw u man. jkjk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5050781524935570583?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5050781524935570583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5050781524935570583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5050781524935570583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5050781524935570583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/horrendous-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-4892740495564735401</id><published>2007-06-20T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T03:20:18.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLPY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reach home. Damn tired from today's outing with my best friends Moo, Chee Yang and Vincent. We were once the 4 inseparable guys from 0651A!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy times.&lt;br /&gt;Moo and Vincent have promote, while Chee Yang withdrew to go SP while i retained.&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long time since we 4 actually went out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day by giving a wake-up call at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Was damn tired due to the fact that i was playing games on the net the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;Thus i was onli able to catch lyk 1hr of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving the wake up call, i went to bath and prepared to meet Moo at Woodlands Mrt station at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached, he said that he would only be able to reach at 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;I was left with nth to do for one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to do sth spastic.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Woodlands Regional Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to the 2nd storey and start with drawing money from the ATM machine.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun queueing up again and again to withdraw money.&lt;br /&gt;I tink i withdraw about 1200 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went to deposit them again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL it was fun and time consuming cos almost 45 mins had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn MOO!! make me wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He soon came at 11.30 and we proceeded to sch to study.&lt;br /&gt;Studied from 12- 7.&lt;br /&gt;Depletion of the brain juices.&lt;br /&gt;Chee Yang and his gf Yong Rong came to sch to join us to study.&lt;br /&gt;At 7, we left sch for town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Heeren to get Baoyun's bdae present at New Urban Male. haha&lt;br /&gt;After buying, Chee Yang and Moo suggested to play pool, so off we went to Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played for 2 hrs plus and Vincent joined us halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;It was 11pm when we finished playing.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to play Lan.&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing my ass off during certain parts.&lt;br /&gt;Especially while playing Counter Strike.&lt;br /&gt;Damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;If only words could describe the fun and joy we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing till 1 plus, all of us were hungry, thus i suggested to go eat.&lt;br /&gt;Went to this 24 hr coffee shop to eat.&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating, there was this sudden downpour. The wind was quite strong thus a few leaves ended up in my friends' soup. Extra ingredients...&lt;br /&gt;There was a blackout too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol decided cab home as it was the onli transport available.&lt;br /&gt;The cab ride was fun too except for the annoyhing seat belt that the driver forced me to out on.&lt;br /&gt;My chest was in pain, freedom restricted. SUCKs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached home at 2.45 and decided to blog about this b4 slping.&lt;br /&gt;It was a real fun day hope to meet u all out soon.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go slp nw, sumone say that theres a surprise for me tmr. Excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I treat everyone the same, cos both are equally important, i wun neglect either one of them. Last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4892740495564735401?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4892740495564735401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4892740495564735401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4892740495564735401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4892740495564735401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-reach-home.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-7781783451133389896</id><published>2007-06-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T22:08:05.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on my way home when i saw this incident.&lt;br /&gt;Till now it still quite fresh in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walked into my condominium.&lt;br /&gt;There was this kid being slapped continuously by a lady whom I supposed as his mum.&lt;br /&gt;The boy was 5 years old and he was crying.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, lots of people has gathered round to see what the commotion was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walk past, i heard that the boy had lied to his mum.&lt;br /&gt;The mum then brought him down to the lobby to punish him just to let him be embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i was wondering. Does the mum want his son to be embarrassed for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but to pity the boy.&lt;br /&gt;In reality. who have never lied before??&lt;br /&gt;Even though its a sin to lie, i'm sure everyone deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;A chance to show repentance, a chance to show that one has changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to. Is this all an act just to get attention.&lt;br /&gt;If i were in the kid's shoes, i would just moved out of the house if i had the money or at least have the mentality to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proceeded home thinking of what might happen to the boy.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that he learns his mistake and is ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Hungry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-7781783451133389896?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/7781783451133389896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=7781783451133389896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/7781783451133389896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/7781783451133389896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-on-my-way-home-when-i-saw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5771697720911579764</id><published>2007-06-16T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:01:22.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Innocence- Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up I see that everything is ok&lt;br /&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so great!&lt;br /&gt;Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed&lt;br /&gt;I think about the little things that make life great&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a place so safe, not a single tear&lt;br /&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so clear&lt;br /&gt;Feel calm I belong, I'm so happy here&lt;br /&gt;It's so strong and now I let myself be sincere&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliance, I hope that it will stay&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;It's the state of bliss you think you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the state of bliss you think you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliance, it makes you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliance, please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliance, I hope that it will stay&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S No matter how haywire you become, you are still what you are to me. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5771697720911579764?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5771697720911579764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5771697720911579764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5771697720911579764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5771697720911579764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/innocence-waking-up-i-see-that.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5702221651874381284</id><published>2007-06-14T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:36:01.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Wenjia to school&lt;br /&gt;She had PW to do while i was studying.&lt;br /&gt;Did i just say STUDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Studied for lyk 1 1/2hrs b4 ending up playing bball&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Stress STRESS stressed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that its lyk 10 days to our summer test and i've lyk not even started.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, theres gona be a BBQ at my house.&lt;br /&gt;So in another words 9 days left for studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books lecture notes nt to mention "the Guide"&lt;br /&gt;Dear ms Nathan says that we need to red through the whole book to get the whole ideaa.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat, im just lyk at the 60th page.&lt;br /&gt;I should be lyk given the worst student award.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm Moo called and ask me to meet him and some friends at the Palm Gardens gate.&lt;br /&gt;I was slping at them time.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Wwnt down to meet them at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;They decided to come up to my house.&lt;br /&gt;I was tired and i told them to put their stuff in the fridge and go down.&lt;br /&gt;However they would not leave until they hear me play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;Out of touch with piano for lyk a few months.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to room to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a sucker for sleep just lyk sumone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to join the BBQ at about 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Brought down 3 bottleS OF 40% SCOTCH. and 8 bottles of tiger beer.&lt;br /&gt;Drank to our fill.&lt;br /&gt;Brian was the bdae boy.&lt;br /&gt;Brian, Jun Qing, Pui Man, Moo, Bao Yun, Gerald, Jun Wei, Lester, Jian Long, Kah Kiat,Jin Long Amanda, Valerie came.&lt;br /&gt;Valerie was our BBQ auntie as she served us up with delicious chiken wings and hot dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our faces were red with the alcohol. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx everyone, it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Hope you're nt angry. Study hard yah?? haha looking forward to Monday, and dun forget to hand in the essays. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5702221651874381284?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5702221651874381284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5702221651874381284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5702221651874381284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5702221651874381284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-7649325940716770786</id><published>2007-06-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:00:31.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My ass is aching, legs r shaking.&lt;br /&gt;Pain Pain Pain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant even bend down- without grimacing in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Nw i feel the pain of the elderly climbing and and bending down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 4.10 today.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to bath, however due to the fact that i was still in a sleepy state.&lt;br /&gt;I stood under the shower head and bath without even turning on the tap.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;So slpy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ass was in pain, however i still went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Clever me and nw im lyk hobbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr still need to go to sch to lyk collect a confirmation letter that says that i will still be studying in Innova for the nxt 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks of holidays left.&lt;br /&gt;Barely started my revision.&lt;br /&gt;I get turned off by books, seriously-- no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Infact if nt for my trustee Mentos, every lecture i would be slping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;LAzy to type animore.&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;Happy BDAE to  Desiree and Brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Its a torture, u understand,do u??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-3646932505807401961</id><published>2007-06-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:25:36.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where is the love??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your back faced me,&lt;br /&gt;As i watched u walk slowly away.&lt;br /&gt;My shadow calling out to yours.&lt;br /&gt;To no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves started falling.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving bare branches alone.&lt;br /&gt;Winter came,&lt;br /&gt;All was peaceful except my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 long years before spring finally came.&lt;br /&gt;However my heart was of stone.&lt;br /&gt;Can it learn to love once more??&lt;br /&gt;Attempted but failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of January, on that very day.&lt;br /&gt;My stone heart melted with the spring showers.&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with life again.&lt;br /&gt;I've found love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give chase.&lt;br /&gt;However, its somehow alien to me now.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt knw wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;I tried and to my joy i succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and 2 had soon gone by&lt;br /&gt;3 has already bade me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;4 is still on its way&lt;br /&gt;Along with trouble i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat down by the riverside.&lt;br /&gt;The one hu left came back.&lt;br /&gt;Her shadow calling out to me.&lt;br /&gt;To no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunderstorm raged throughout the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;Whats gone will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much u try,&lt;br /&gt;Its lyk a young kid learning how to fry&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless and useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be gone.&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the forest beyond.&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing for you here.&lt;br /&gt;Unless u wanna shed some tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has come and stay&lt;br /&gt;I love you is wat i say.&lt;br /&gt;Truely deeply forever this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-3646932505807401961?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/3646932505807401961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=3646932505807401961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3646932505807401961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3646932505807401961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-is-love-your-back-faced-me-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5860367349938223561</id><published>2007-06-10T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:16:10.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A love that was lost can never be recovered.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry but its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry again for not making it clear. &lt;br /&gt;But its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun cry,&lt;br /&gt;I will never go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sorries can ever bring me back.&lt;br /&gt;No tears can soften me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sick and tired of you.&lt;br /&gt;Pls go and leave us alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little shitty now.&lt;br /&gt;Pissed at wat some people can do.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just have no dignity and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for the gummy bears and swiss knife.&lt;br /&gt;Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Busy week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided to join Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah Happy Birthday to Brian and Desiree.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th and 17th bdae respectively.&lt;br /&gt;May your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr having class outing.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of last minute. &lt;br /&gt;Decided not to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from some inspector Koh today.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i didnt register that i was schooling and was questioned by that inspector Koh on why i didnt go for medical check up.&lt;br /&gt;He explained to me the consequences of skipping army.&lt;br /&gt;After the long talk, i said i was schooling.&lt;br /&gt;He was lyk "oh"&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to go down to hand in the form by this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May angels lead u in.&lt;br /&gt;Here You Me my Friends&lt;br /&gt;On sleepless roads the sleepless go. &lt;br /&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5860367349938223561?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5860367349938223561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5860367349938223561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dreams lately.&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 days ago, dreamt about a sec sch friend making out with an arch enemy of mine. &lt;br /&gt;Urgh, woke up with cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;After convincing myself that that would nt happen in a 1000 years i went back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;Only to find myself dreaming again&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about myself staring at a clock that would nt move.&lt;br /&gt;Omg time wasnt moving. I was stuck on the 5th of june.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up again, 10 mins has past in reality but in the dream i was lyk going to be stuck there eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wierd dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Bad signs??&lt;br /&gt;Nah, tink i m being too superstitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching white chicks, and it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;However the song "A thousand miles" in that movie was wat i will remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially this few lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If I could &lt;br /&gt;Just see you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr there sch again.&lt;br /&gt;Hope theres rain tmr.&lt;br /&gt;The weather been so hot.&lt;br /&gt;12 days has just been reduced to 3.&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite an uneventful 9 days apart from the times i had with my friends in sch.&lt;br /&gt;Thks to charles glenn victor moo valerie baoyun junqing and those adorable K1 kids.&lt;br /&gt;these peple just brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that special person,&lt;br /&gt;Wenjia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever may be too strong a word.U are right we can go a long way, but nth is forever.&lt;br /&gt;So we shall be realistic haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4027159588841310874?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4027159588841310874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4027159588841310874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4027159588841310874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4027159588841310874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/won-comeptition.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-3083607716390650701</id><published>2007-06-01T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:42.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The pictures finally came.&lt;br /&gt;Woo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUqrOHeEI/AAAAAAAAABM/he57pOoa9Tc/s1600-h/IMG_7441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUqrOHeEI/AAAAAAAAABM/he57pOoa9Tc/s200/IMG_7441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071075903808174146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUrLOHeFI/AAAAAAAAABU/tELI9Lo6FJY/s1600-h/IMG_7434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUrLOHeFI/AAAAAAAAABU/tELI9Lo6FJY/s200/IMG_7434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071075912398108754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUrrOHeGI/AAAAAAAAABc/geFCkZzSvZQ/s1600-h/IMG_7464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUrrOHeGI/AAAAAAAAABc/geFCkZzSvZQ/s200/IMG_7464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071075920988043362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUsLOHeHI/AAAAAAAAABk/1nf3YTPJxbs/s1600-h/IMG_7462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUsLOHeHI/AAAAAAAAABk/1nf3YTPJxbs/s200/IMG_7462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071075929577977970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-3083607716390650701?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/3083607716390650701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=3083607716390650701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3083607716390650701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3083607716390650701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures-finally-came.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RmAUqrOHeEI/AAAAAAAAABM/he57pOoa9Tc/s72-c/IMG_7441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-94509330838024194</id><published>2007-05-31T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:57:33.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding from the rain and snow&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget but I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;Looking at a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my own heart beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people all around the world&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where do I find someone like you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to your heart take me to your soul&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand before I'm old&lt;br /&gt;Show me what love is - haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Show me that wonders can be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;We're only here today&lt;br /&gt;Love is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Bring me far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to your heart take me to your soul&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand and hold me&lt;br /&gt;Show me what love is - be my guiding star&lt;br /&gt;It's easy take me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the moon through a clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;I should go and see some friends&lt;br /&gt;But they don't really comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need too much talking without saying anything&lt;br /&gt;All I need is someone who makes me wanna sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31ST of May- Vesak day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Sucks&lt;br /&gt;I Suck&lt;br /&gt;Life Sucks&lt;br /&gt;Vacuum cleaner Sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn random this fews days.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that time passes quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Been finding ways to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried watching the same movie 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded 30 different movies to while my time away.&lt;br /&gt;Playing Basketball for lyk the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Or training golf from 8am- 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to tire myself out and slp my life away.&lt;br /&gt;However time just passes so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Why?? &lt;br /&gt;It used to be so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Where the Fast Forward button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to this Saturday's COP seesion with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;They r realli cute.&lt;br /&gt;My kid just cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;He alwaes choose to sit on my lap instead on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;And when he reads, the voice is lyk so baby-lyk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualli wanted to put sum pictures of the K1 kids but Victor is still holding on to the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 More Days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-94509330838024194?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/94509330838024194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=94509330838024194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/94509330838024194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/94509330838024194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-me-to-your-heart-hiding-from-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1205313205720204701</id><published>2007-05-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:42.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where&apos;s my bolster'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Splitting headache this morning so decided to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;Preparing to sch now.&lt;br /&gt;Theres 2 test Econs and Maths. Sux&lt;br /&gt;I just wana pass them both.&lt;br /&gt;Studied lyk fuck yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;SInce when weesin study?? Paradox??&lt;br /&gt;Wheres my bloster??&lt;br /&gt;I miss it?&lt;br /&gt;3 more days b4 it is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K being random here why do i even talk about my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;Signing off here if not i will late for the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOme pictures from Cop and Sports Day aniway AQUILA SUX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpi7OHeAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q7n6GxPkjmc/s1600-h/CAJMEDFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpi7OHeAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q7n6GxPkjmc/s320/CAJMEDFF.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067228579478599682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpjLOHeBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CIwruE4YYI8/s1600-h/e98ae549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpjLOHeBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CIwruE4YYI8/s320/e98ae549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067228583773566994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpjLOHeCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xYesqkSXw7A/s1600-h/CAKTGD8N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpjLOHeCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xYesqkSXw7A/s320/CAKTGD8N.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067228583773567010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpjbOHeDI/AAAAAAAAABE/APD7ezqm7E0/s1600-h/P1010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpjbOHeDI/AAAAAAAAABE/APD7ezqm7E0/s320/P1010051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067228588068534322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1205313205720204701?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1205313205720204701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1205313205720204701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1205313205720204701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1205313205720204701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/splitting-headache-this-morning-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RlJpi7OHeAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q7n6GxPkjmc/s72-c/CAJMEDFF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-4071711816390012252</id><published>2007-05-15T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T00:20:28.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because you live and breathe &lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help &lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl &lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence is ever so evident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4071711816390012252?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4071711816390012252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4071711816390012252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4071711816390012252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4071711816390012252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/because-you-live-and-breathe-because.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5218297723138571759</id><published>2007-05-13T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T18:43:37.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make a wish&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget all the ones that I love&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;And I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget the place I come from&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway---Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sunday again, as usual its boring.&lt;br /&gt;However something happen today that make it not as boring.&lt;br /&gt;No school, No homework, No teachers = No Fun.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, just being at home just rots the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Gp Supper Test coming up in 5 days. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone study hard, but i have no idea on how to study GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident that Happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch, decided to go down to buy some snacks,&lt;br /&gt;At about 1.25 took the lift down to basement 1.&lt;br /&gt;However as i was inside the lift, the lift went dark.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself, WTF SO UNLUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;True to my guess, i was stuck in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one inside the lift.&lt;br /&gt;No one to turn to, no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lift's bell and intercom service worked on electricity.&lt;br /&gt;When i pressed nth happened.&lt;br /&gt;I brought my Ipod but not my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;Started listening to Ipod in the lift waiting to be "SAVED"&lt;br /&gt;It was starting to get warm.&lt;br /&gt;A full 4 hrs later the lift started working again and finally i reached basement 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the snacks i want, i decided to take the stairs instead of the lift just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this incident, i learnt that always bring your trusty Ipod with u. It can take u thru boring times and it will alwaes be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THK U IPOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S 3 weeks, 3 weeks. Haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5218297723138571759?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5218297723138571759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5218297723138571759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5218297723138571759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5218297723138571759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/ill-spread-my-wings-and-ill-learn-how.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1404472556644053973</id><published>2007-05-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:08:17.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dun get your hopes too high or u might find yourself falling lyk nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;I just learnt this theory over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;And i m slowly getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my commitments.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many tings, too little time.&lt;br /&gt;Hw i wished each day was 48 hrs long.&lt;br /&gt;However no matter hw i wish some wishes just dun come through.&lt;br /&gt;If i had just one wish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and I'm tired of your face&lt;br /&gt;Don't make this worse&lt;br /&gt;You've already gone and got me mad&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad I'm not sad&lt;br /&gt;It's casting over&lt;br /&gt;It's just one of those things&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get Over It-- Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Patience is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead tired gone without slp for 48hrs and still counting.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SUX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1404472556644053973?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1404472556644053973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1404472556644053973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1404472556644053973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1404472556644053973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/dun-get-your-hopes-too-high-or-u-might.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-3694959983346227067</id><published>2007-05-10T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T10:41:20.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone, its thursday again. And guess wat, every thursday out class ends at 9.10. Just one hour of econs lecture and thats the end of school. I bet no one has such a cool timetable such as that. However the bad thing is that the school can onli release us at 12.40. Thus thats the reason why i m bloggin here, seriously killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had Literature make up tutorial and i just finished my lit comparative poetry essay. Wow its lyk WEESIN has TURNED into sth that is often referred to as a nerd. OMG been studying this few days. Studying makes me feel alittle crazy alittle cranky and most of the time sleepy. Who doesnt?? URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah gp summer test falls on the following friday. WTF. Time pass so quickly co i seem to be enjoying it some way or another *hint*. HAHA. The school schedule is alittle bit screwed up too. Who on earth will arrange sports day just after the GP summer test?? Madness i say. Doubt many people will be turning up for sports day even though its said to be compulsory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wished holidays will be here soon and i can finally relax. I need time seriously, time to spend with. I wished 1 day isnt just 24 hrs but longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Im fine, always will be. Even if i m nt i will still look fine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-3694959983346227067?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/3694959983346227067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=3694959983346227067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3694959983346227067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3694959983346227067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-everyone-its-thursday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1460253107602082432</id><published>2007-05-06T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:46:05.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say that a picture is worth a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;However i feel that actions means everything, even much more than a picture.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how sweet how bitter words can be, its still the actions that prove everything.&lt;br /&gt;A simple " I Love You" can be represented by a hug or a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;A simple " I Hate You" can be represented by a slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do u prefer??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of words.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing and hearing them is tiring me out.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the action??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all talk no action.&lt;br /&gt;People can talk big, exaggerate everything they say but can they realli do it??&lt;br /&gt;I know i can, when i say sth i do it. &lt;br /&gt;I dun make empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tired and sick of all of these unfulfilled words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1460253107602082432?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1460253107602082432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1460253107602082432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1460253107602082432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1460253107602082432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/they-say-that-picture-is-worth-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-2218143151892035053</id><published>2007-05-01T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:22:00.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PROMISE- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE PROMISES SOMETHING LYK RULES, as in Rules are meant to be broken,does it apply for promises. As in are promises made so that it will be unfulfiled or broken? Thats the question that i have in my brain today. Pondering Questioning myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL By MYSELF---Eric Carmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPI LABOUR DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-2218143151892035053?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/2218143151892035053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=2218143151892035053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2218143151892035053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2218143151892035053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/05/promise-hapi-labour-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-4959758087006153153</id><published>2007-04-29T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:43.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'>SICK SICK SICK</title><content type='html'>Haven been bloggin this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASON??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY DAMN FREAKIN LAPTOP CHARGER. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I actualli lost something that big that visble that black. OMG I must be blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new charger for $118 dollars, rip off but i needed it urgently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after gettong the charger i fell sick, another reason why i was unable to blog. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these sick days, i noticed this angel that was in disguise. With it's halo so bright, wings that were pure and white and a smile that was worth looking over and over again. The angel was there when i was suffering. I m just thabkful that such an angel is alwaes around me. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to a brighter note. Spiderman 3 is coming. bet u all guys want to watch that. Should be a nice show i guess. Kristin Dunst as Mary Jane. WOO!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is a month for movies with Pirates of the Carribean coming out soon. Captain Jack Sparrow. Such a cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RjSYGEDDjOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wqRBm2gSvZg/s1600-h/Spider%2520man%25203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RjSYGEDDjOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wqRBm2gSvZg/s320/Spider%2520man%25203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058835511377104098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Its delicious...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4959758087006153153?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4959758087006153153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4959758087006153153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4959758087006153153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4959758087006153153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/sick-sick-sick.html' title='SICK SICK SICK'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RjSYGEDDjOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wqRBm2gSvZg/s72-c/Spider%2520man%25203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-6846332464038974179</id><published>2007-04-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:09:42.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY LONG TIME NO BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great week for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the UK Literature Trip sometime in December, it will be fun especially... Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Haircut, Pls DUN LAUGH ANIMORE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-6846332464038974179?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/6846332464038974179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=6846332464038974179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/6846332464038974179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/6846332464038974179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-2796849606086122357</id><published>2007-04-15T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:26:15.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is just disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The car accident shocked the hell out of me, not that i was involved or anithin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was with my dad along bukit timah road when this car suddenly brake or something, another didnt stop in time and it flipped, the driver crashed through the window and landed in head first. He didnt get up, he laid in a pool of blood. Lucky there was no sound, i do nt want to hear the guy groaning in pain or maybe even screaming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fragile, Life is precious. I learnt a valuable lesson today as i saw the mangled body lying on the ground. Humans aint gona live forever. Cherish your loved ones, cherish your friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i live without u - leanne rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 this heart is for u and its alwaes yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-2796849606086122357?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/2796849606086122357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=2796849606086122357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2796849606086122357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2796849606086122357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-just-disastrous.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-4798646722828912089</id><published>2007-04-14T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:15:49.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been updating blog due to emotional attitude and educational problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story to start off, k not really a story but a scenario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a fabulous castle. Far more majestic than any of the seven wonders. Humans were jealous of it, some praised it. A castle, a fort, impenetrable from the outside, strong and stable. This castle has lasted for decades; none believed it would ever fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone knows, stacking huge chunks of rocks on cement does not make a castle. Pillars are there to support and hold the castle, the cement and rocks are there to reinforce the pillar and make sure that this main pillar does not fall. The amazing thing about this castle is that it is held up by only one pillar. However, why is this castle still standing strong after so many years, braving storms, winter and all calamities that god has invoked upon it. This is due to the strong cement and rocks that surround the pillar, giving it the strength it needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that fateful day on Friday the 13th, an earthquake struck. A terrible earthquake it was, leaving everything obliterated. The castle was still standing. However cracks were seen on the cement and rocks. The support was vulnerable, but the pillar was still doing its best, putting in all its might to hold this castle together. Despite the extra effort the pillar has put in, cracks still begin to appear on the surface, the white paint symbolizing purity was slowly breaking. Thoughts race through the pillar's brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pillar was tired, the pillar was sick, the pillar wanted to give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pillar does not wish for this castle to crumble yet the cracks in its foundation are growing. The pillar bolsters all its strength to hold through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cement and rocks are losing hope, the rocks are blaming the cement and the cement blames the rocks. Their bonds were diminishing. They were allowing the cracks to get the better of them. The pillar is disappointed and starts losing hope in its desperate attempts to pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this castle crumble? What does it stand for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give your comments by tagging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4798646722828912089?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4798646722828912089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4798646722828912089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4798646722828912089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4798646722828912089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-not-been-updating-blog-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1786821174669709227</id><published>2007-04-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:43.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, start of a new week. Monday Blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO everyone: dun ever buy grape flavoured mentos, its highly addictive. I m addicted to it and i cant live without it. Every morning 1 tube- 90 cents 1 week $6.30 1 mth $25.40 1 year $304.80. This money could have been put to better use, instead me being an idiotic person decides to spend it on mentos. If u r addicted pls call 1900-iwanttoquiteatingmentos-0000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RhpLLxFz7bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9lfxKxcivk4/s1600-h/newmentos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RhpLLxFz7bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9lfxKxcivk4/s320/newmentos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051432597577788850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough crapping back to serious stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a short day for me. Starting off with econs lecture with an "interesting" lecture by our dear Mrs Koh. She was picking on me as usual, today insultin about my height. Was able to control my anger and smile at her even though my insides were flaming.&lt;br /&gt;Nxt was PE. Daniel Lee our "favourite" PE teacher asks us to run the renowned Teletubby hill. Being the black teletubby, he climbed to the top of the teletubby hill to check whether all of us were running. As usual, we and my friends were running and playing, talking instead of running, thus coming back alittle behind the timing that was set. Proceeded to do Push ups situps static hold and jumping jacks. The jumping jacks were the most enjoyable part of pe. Mr Blackie (u knw hu u r) is jumping jumping jacks around Daniel Lee. It was a "cute" sight. Notice the amount of sacarsm i have been using today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came literature or should i say sex education period. The lesson was going on fine till the last 5 mins when we were told to find the 7 deadly sins that were present in DH Lawrance "Rocking Horse Winner". It was a sick story. Aniway the 7 deadly sins consist of lust. In this story the main point was talking about the lust for money. However  our dear Sex Teacher was prompting us on another lust that was present. I guessed it, it was the lust of riding and rocking the horse while whipping it.  Our dear teacher laughed the most sinister laugh and shocked the girls in my class. EWWW, and suddenly literature transformed in a talk about SM. Urgh, fainting from all the sex stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i gona say today. &lt;br /&gt;Remember:The first chew= addiction, dun get tempted by the chewy and sweet taste of mentos, its evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S hope u r alright, dun get nightmares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1786821174669709227?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1786821174669709227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1786821174669709227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1786821174669709227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1786821174669709227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-everyone-start-of-new-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/RhpLLxFz7bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9lfxKxcivk4/s72-c/newmentos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-4798737952649115216</id><published>2007-04-08T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:43.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all- HAPI 74th BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR BELOVED GRANDAD--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents decided to celbrate at a Teochew Restaurant located somewhere in Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there around 8pm, feeling damn hungry. The waiters and waitresses all so chi-na looking. Stupid waitress kp laughing at our chinese. Idiot, decided to be mean and spoke english. She was quite confused when started conversing in english. &lt;br /&gt;Cousin:" I want a coke please." &lt;br /&gt;Waitress:"Cock?? u want Cock?? hw many glasses??"&lt;br /&gt;Cousin:"Cock?? i dun wan gong ji, i wan coke."&lt;br /&gt;Me:"laugh laugh laugh"&lt;br /&gt;Waitress:" Cock lor, u wan Cock right."&lt;br /&gt;Cousin:"yah yah wateva."&lt;br /&gt;Waitress:"So how many Cock u wan??"&lt;br /&gt;Cousin:"8 glasses of Cock"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn mean. Felt bad about the whole incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, i needed to rush off to sumwhere which i wun say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 23.30, quite tired, but decided to watch Bruce Almighty, had a gd laugh.Started stoning, ended up failing to fall aslp for the whole night. However the stoning part was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/Rhjp-RFz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgfddQGV9IY/s1600-h/P4070588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/Rhjp-RFz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgfddQGV9IY/s320/P4070588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051044238044949906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/Rhjp-hFz7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FCj5qMBsV0w/s1600-h/P4070596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/Rhjp-hFz7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FCj5qMBsV0w/s320/P4070596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051044242339917218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-4798737952649115216?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/4798737952649115216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=4798737952649115216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4798737952649115216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/4798737952649115216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-of-all-hapi-74th-birthday-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz6fJC9zs18/Rhjp-RFz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgfddQGV9IY/s72-c/P4070588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1089321321578810338</id><published>2007-04-06T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:44:02.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Friday- whats so good about it.Rotting myself at home. Everything seems so bad today.Where's the gd part?? Shall not comment much and hope this day may pass by soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The higher your expectation the greater your disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1089321321578810338?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1089321321578810338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1089321321578810338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1089321321578810338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1089321321578810338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday-whats-so-good-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-6450913433793319892</id><published>2007-04-04T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:08:47.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is just like any other usual day.&lt;br /&gt;BORING with the continuous exclamation marks behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started of the day with Mrs or Miss Goon duno whether she married or not.&lt;br /&gt;She started droning on about plate seduction oops subduction. I was trying trying to kp myself awake by staring at birds flying outside the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came PE, omfg, 8 rounds in 19 mins was the target. Saw the gnome running behing tommie chen, wat a "cute" sight, i tink the gnome didnt have enough stamnina to kp up with Tommie and fell back. Gnome ran onli 7 rounds and he had the cheek to join those that ran 8 rounds. IDIOT. NVM. wat irritates me the most was hw the gnome stare at people. Eerie, especially at girls, looks lyk some serial rapist. EWW it freaks me out too to stare eye to eye ( i need to bend down to c eye 2 eye) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break-nicest part of the day, too nice until i dun wan to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came GP, o all lessons i find that GP is the most boring. The sky alwaes seem so gloomy when it was GP lessons.Wind blowing trees swaying. I wonder how the teacher do it. Did nth in GP except listening to the song " Hw internet kill the Video Star" It was quite a nice song that come along with nice and explicit cartoons. After GP, the sun came out again and our class was filled with life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature lecture nxt, went to get lit notes b4 we went for the lecture. While getting the lecture notes, saw poor Madam Gaori carry 4 dozen of milo packets. Poor thing. Charles and me decided to help her. However due to this we were late for Lit lecture. Went in fom the back with valid excuses in mind. The lecturer, was so angry with us that she wants us to c her after the lecture. Lucky today's lecture wasnt about sex education. Nt say sex education is nt interesting but being told again and again is quite freaky. After the lecture, went to explain to the lecturer. She scolded us for being helpful. Quite pissed off with her though, but i shal remember the words she say. Nxt time i wun help her carry her stuff animore, nt that i m petty but at least get alittle revenge right?? Try to irritate her during nxt tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's econs mass test tmr, gd luck everyone!! REMEMBER PED= XED + YED , its nt PPC but PCC. Last but nt least, DEMAND CURVE IS UPWARDS AND SUPPLY CURVE IS DOWNWARDS. HOPE U WILL ENJOY THESE WONDERFUL TIPS I HAVE GIVEN U ALL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S BEST FRIEND, U FEEL DAO LE MAH??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-6450913433793319892?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/6450913433793319892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=6450913433793319892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/6450913433793319892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/6450913433793319892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-just-like-any-other-usual-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1085021159046078380</id><published>2007-04-01T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:59:44.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PEACE- I gained peace finally. Love this feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Keep holdin' on &lt;br /&gt;              Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;                      We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;                        Just, stay strong &lt;br /&gt;                 Cause you know I'm here for you &lt;br /&gt;                         I'm here for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1085021159046078380?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1085021159046078380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1085021159046078380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1085021159046078380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1085021159046078380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/peace-i-gained-peace-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-3365118064401442562</id><published>2007-04-01T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T10:57:40.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I M IN A BAD MOOD today. 1st of all i would lyk to say "FUCK to all those people that judge other people's character when u yourself duno them" Wats the problem with u guys aniway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would u feel if sumone says that u r a bastard, an asshole, a flirt and stuff just by looking at u. Put yourself in other people shoes and think of their feelings. Dun go start spreading rumours or start exaggerating stuff which are not even true. The person u all r referring to may feel sad. Dun build happiness and joy on other people's sorrow. It's wrong just damn wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY speaking if i hear of anione talking bad about her again. I would walk that guy's face and give him a whack on the head hoping to knock some sense into him. Who cares about getting into disciplinary problems, i dun. I seriously dun, all teachers knw that i dun giv a fucking damn care of wats going to happen to me. So, those poeple with assholes for their mouths pls take care of your asshole lyk mouth and kp a look out, u may just find me standing infront of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiots idiots thats all i can say, please mature. If wat a person does depicts wat a person realli is, everyone in this world is bad and evil. So wat rights have u got to go and critisize about other people when u are most lykly one yourself. Realli pissed of at the moment. So mani comments so much crap so much bullshit. If u find your life boring without insulting people too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pls people, think, THINK, b4 u speak. Some comments may be hurtful to other people but funny to u guys. Its just not right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S HOPE U R FEELING OKAY, I WILL BE YOUR PILLAR,ALWAES THERE TO SUPPORT U WHEN U NEED IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-3365118064401442562?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3365118064401442562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/3365118064401442562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-m-in-bad-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5019818287482068868</id><published>2007-03-29T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:07:41.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>Thursday.Woke up coughing and sweating in cold sweat. Thus, decided to pon sch and stay at home to enjoy my well deserved rest. Whole body was aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up again at 11.00am, went out to buy stuff to cook for lunch. My house's granery supply has depleted. On the way to buy, saw 2 ppl hugging while walking, didnt know wat they were trying to do actualli. They seemed to be so engrossed in wat they were doing to the extent that they walk into this freakin pillar. OUCH!! wanted to laugh but force my self to kp my mouth shut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch decided to go sch, to pass up some homework that were due. Still feeling quite sick even though i rested so much. On the mrt to woodlands, kept tinking about stuff, making me all funny inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in school, went in search of MRS KOH's PIGEON HOLE, yes it is MRS KOH. After searching for about 10 minutes i found no pigeon hole with her name on it. Wanted to call her extension number, but there was no freaking person named MRS KOH. Desperation started to crawl all over me, i called every econs teacher on the list but none of them answered. Last resort, i wrote TO: MRS KOH ECONS TEACHER OF CLASS 0743A on the piece of work and slip it into MR FOO's pigeon hole. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play bball after that, played with JunQing and MingJie. After playing went to eat with the 2 of them plus Brain Moo Yi Sheng Jing Long and Jody. Was filled with crap then the KFC that we were supposed to be eating. Laughed till my stomach cramp. A.C rulez. HAHA all hail to the two face people. Brain was the best. Oscar award goes to him naturally. "Want to take taxi?? U pay lor?!" Damn idiot!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S YOUR GOD?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5019818287482068868?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5019818287482068868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5019818287482068868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5019818287482068868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5019818287482068868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/03/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-1095054063144907047</id><published>2007-03-28T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:24:43.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'>Missing Sth...</title><content type='html'>Hey, back from the 3 days from camp. Omg Aquila made history by winning Rasalas by 40 points. Evryone was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp wasnt tiring at all, so damn slack. Remember the one i had last year, 100 jumping jacks this year reduced to a miserable 20. However overall it was okay apart from the aeroplanes that kp flying over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on with stuff, the bunk that we slept in was so small. 5 classes chared one bunk, it was horrendously squeezy. Apart from that, beside me were 2 snoring machines. Imagine the noise pollution i suffered,didnt even slept a wink. I feel lyk being trapped between 2 jet planes that were trying to take off. Kayaking was fun too, 5 hrs of kayaking was the root to my darkness nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i was looking towards to every lights out for a certain reason. Even though i cant slp, for that simple reason i could last through the whole of nxt day. Oh yah i gt scolded by Eric Wong for talking. HE CALLED me a HYPOCRITE. Oh yah for your info, he used the wrong word. In the end, was punished by standing up to eat during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Hope u r okay, everything will soon pass, there's alwaes a silver lining. I will alwaes be there when u need me. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-1095054063144907047?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/1095054063144907047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=1095054063144907047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1095054063144907047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/1095054063144907047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/03/missing-sth.html' title='Missing Sth...'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-5833160853879235909</id><published>2007-03-25T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T20:40:30.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'>I'm a Hapi Little Boy</title><content type='html'>Short post today- Shall not elaborate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, it has been 3 months since the start of the new year. Although i retained, it may be a blessing in disguise after all. Changed my stupid combi which consist of H2 Physics, Chemistry and Economics to H2 Eng Lit, Geography and Economics. The present combi now is more suitable for me and i suddenly enjoyed studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on with today, ahhh 4 more hrs to go, been waiting for the 26th of March to come. Why?? Dun ask me, i love the no. 26. NO special reasons. HAHA, it would be the first day of camp for AQUILAST AND RASALAST. Duno why these 2 houses even exist. First of all Aquila sux, for a simple reason, the teacher in charge doesnt have the enthusiasm in him. No wonder Aquila is last for 2 years in a row, or maybe 3 considering this year. Sigh, why couldnt Aquila be in the same camp with Taurus it would be so much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u wun miss either your blanket or bolster 4 these 3 days. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-5833160853879235909?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/5833160853879235909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=5833160853879235909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5833160853879235909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/5833160853879235909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-hapi-little-boy.html' title='I&apos;m a Hapi Little Boy'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679197123871291714.post-2444741019032285853</id><published>2007-03-25T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:02:04.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saded'/><title type='text'>Tiring Week</title><content type='html'>It has been a tiring week for me. Not in good health lately but wat the heck.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that teachers in IJC all a thing against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Mrs Koh: Thx for calling me flowerboy i greatly "appreciate" it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Mr Khoo: Stop touching me pls, although i m the maths rep, dun need to get all touchy with me i m straight even though i draw flowers : )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Mr Daniel Lee: Stop call me Chee Y, i'm WeeSin for heaven's sake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;On with the gd stuffs- Need to thk some of my friends that alwaes been there for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Moo &amp;amp; Baoyun: U guys r the best. thx for being there for me all the time. I knw of lately that i have been acting strange. Sry for that, and i hope i will be the WeeSin u all once knw again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about fun, i had fun on a certain day in K Box. Was supposed to meet at 1.00pm at city hall mrt station. Although i released from sch at 12.40 i rushed there immediately. Reached there arounf 1.30. fell aslp on the mrt from woodlands to cityhall. went to suntec's mc donald to meet up with Moo, Baoyun and JunQing. Had a quick lunch while waiting for Lester and Junwei. Oh yah and i bought new shoes,gd riddance to my old one.We finally reached Marina Square at around 3.00. Went to K Box. We sang,laughed and went out of tune. one word that says i all?? "FUN"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met up with Brian and Helmi for dinner, original plan was to go Marina Bay to have steamboat, but it wasnt halai. So in the end we settled for a dinner at a foodcourt nearby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, i know and i appreciate u for trying. Take it slow, i have patience and i alwaes will have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679197123871291714-2444741019032285853?l=silent-loner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/feeds/2444741019032285853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4679197123871291714&amp;postID=2444741019032285853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2444741019032285853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4679197123871291714/posts/default/2444741019032285853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-loner.blogspot.com/2007/03/tiring-week.html' title='Tiring Week'/><author><name>dIta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006106540961111796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
