<?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-21958406</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:37:07.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21958406.post-116409422574520478</id><published>2006-11-20T23:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:30:25.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey i didn't write about something interesting during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually with our grandmother on the trip because she had to attend a meeting or something so we go with her and tag along and we had to attend a wedding as her brother son was getting married la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this wedding right. Got serve red wine one. So i drink drink drink until blur already. lol. Dunno about 5-6 cups and a little drunk. Go back to the hotel try to sleep cannot sia. HEAD VERY PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: DONT DRINK SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad am i typing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116409422574520478?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116409422574520478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116409422574520478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116409422574520478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116409422574520478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/also_20.html' title='Also'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116409421322163586</id><published>2006-11-20T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:30:13.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey i didn't write about something interesting during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually with our grandmother on the trip because she had to attend a meeting or something so we go with her and tag along and we had to attend a wedding as her brother son was getting married la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this wedding right. Got serve red wine one. So i drink drink drink until blur already. lol. Dunno about 5-6 cups and a little drunk. Go back to the hotel try to sleep cannot sia. HEAD VERY PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: DONT DRINK SO MUCH LIKE EUNICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116409421322163586?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116409421322163586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116409421322163586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116409421322163586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116409421322163586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/also.html' title='Also'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116382457737278427</id><published>2006-11-17T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T20:36:17.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg?</title><content type='html'>Hey hey. Yesterday was Wei Lin's birthday right? IF my birthday alarm does not screw up, YESTERDAY IS ANDY'S BDAY TOO!!!! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats right, Andy's too. I'm not sure if its true but whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY FOR NO RELINK YET CUZ...........crap i have no reasons. But gonna relink soon kk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie the pooh? Reminds me of my classmate who carried a Pooh bag to school. For the period of p5/6 lol. We always make fun of his bag but he was damn smart so he went to R.I..... i wonder if he still uses the bag lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to blog. Except training sucked badly. I can't keep up with the timings but then the timings make my shots go better but then i am suffering! &gt;_&lt; I don't think i can do this kind of training often or else i will DIE! Hope she stops the training and go back to normal. If keep training liddat a lot of ppl cannot shoot(Sec1 Girls!!) coz that training uses too much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, 1 Guy so shiok hor? Sit in library with a group of girls and sit till don't want to shoot! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116382457737278427?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116382457737278427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116382457737278427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116382457737278427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116382457737278427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg.html' title='Omg?'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116356377683576368</id><published>2006-11-14T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T20:09:36.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HuH?</title><content type='html'>I didn't update for 3 days as I was away in Malaysia, KL. But that doesn't matter seems no one reads it! And i will relink tomorrow. I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Trip To KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 5hr ++  ride to there but it was pretty worth it. Most of the time we spent was at Times Square, quite a big shopping mall with a lot of shops AND AN INDOOR THEME PARK!! WOOOHOOO! Yeah we spent our time there nicely! Went with my family and 2 of my cousins family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us kids spent time in the Theme Park and i will give a brief summary of all the rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Roller Coaster! No name because i forgot it!&lt;br /&gt;This one is quite long, if you don't consider the speed it is going at. They say its the biggest indoor roller coaster but seriously, i think the ride isn't that nice. It has 3 loops, 1 big one and 2 small ones. The ride goes fast and so the fastness of the ride doesn't make people scream but if the ride is slower, and when it goes on the loop it would give a super feeling WOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Viking that goes 360!&lt;br /&gt;Now this is really fun. Imagine a viking ride. Remove the ship and just add seats connected to a bar at the top. And imagine it goes 360. Many many times. Major WOOT! Fun Fun Fun Fun but dizzy. Fast too but the loop it goes in is huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Wierd Roller-Coaster!&lt;br /&gt;Right this one is hard to describe and i don't have a picture of it. Its a roller-coaster that is grounded, no ups or downs, it just goes in a small loop, a circle. There is 3 slopes and climbs which are all, very very small. BUT! This ride goes really really really really fast. The turns in the loops are quite sharp so in the cart, your gonna hit the side. And the worse thing is that, its 2 people in the cart. I sat with my sis and she squashed me. Good ride if you want to sit with your lover hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are all the rides i have a impression of and the rest don't really make me want to ride but i rode it anyway. Theres a dizzy-izzy ride which you just spin around in the air and make you dizzy. And there's something like a mini version of the cadbury in Escape theme park but its a lot more scarier as it hangs you upside down and all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116356377683576368?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116356377683576368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116356377683576368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116356377683576368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116356377683576368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/huh.html' title='HuH?'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116290802969152263</id><published>2006-11-07T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:00:30.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay....</title><content type='html'>2R class forum. Really, WOW. Yeah but the website name is NERDMASTER.proboards.blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooookkkaay, shouldn't it be called 2r07 or something? Just an opinion. I guess people will mature. I HOPE. But they probably will so, yeah 2R gogo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go live in japan or something. I want to learn Japanese because it sounds so unique. I want to try living in japan. Animes are influencing me too much. Haha. Maybe i will just do that when i get older. When i have money. Or maybe just go study at a Uni there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN ANIMES! How do japanese people draw nice stuff! i wanna draw too!  DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna just try to draw when i have the time. I see Mich bro draw till so nice i very envious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116290802969152263?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116290802969152263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116290802969152263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116290802969152263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116290802969152263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay.html' title='Okay....'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116248148173554641</id><published>2006-11-02T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T07:31:21.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD!</title><content type='html'>I took the Boy-Girl test on Chan's webbie and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!!! OH MY GOD!!! NOOOOOOO!! THIS IS BAD!&lt;br /&gt;Naw, its just a survey that is not accurate at all. I am not girly. WHO THINKS I AM!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116248148173554641?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116248148173554641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116248148173554641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116248148173554641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116248148173554641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-my-god.html' title='OH MY GOD!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116244225445137257</id><published>2006-11-01T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:37:34.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hohoho</title><content type='html'>I have resuscribed to WoW cause me friends have been waiting for me for about 2 weeks already(Thank you!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya Chan,so you want to go out anot? Find some people come along too la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I ask you a few questions first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Can you go to the arcade?&lt;br /&gt;2.Would your mom allow?&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when i go out with me frens i will confirm go arcade one. I think we can go watch Charlotte's Web? Or Heli Copter: Goblet of Fire. Kk? If not i go out with my other friends already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116244225445137257?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116244225445137257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116244225445137257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116244225445137257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116244225445137257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/11/hohoho.html' title='Hohoho'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116213487954027014</id><published>2006-10-29T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:29:17.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked!</title><content type='html'>You know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When theres school, we wish for no school, holidays forever and all that,&lt;br /&gt;but during holidays, we are bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats better than staying at school and listening to some teachers talk. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i got hooked on O2 Jam or something. You know, Dance Dance Revolution? Something like that, on the computer, using a keyboard. Its fun for a while but gets boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is when you start a new character, you only have underwear! Yes ladies, underwear too! Its ridiculous! I got a shock when i first started playing. But huge amount of songs, me likes the classical ones cause they are easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My P6 class is going to have a meet-up at our teacher's house. Yeah! Finally can meet up with them again! WooooohooO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want to go out more. Hey Chan you said you want to go out right! Drag some people along to watch movie or something! Yes or just go watch Tuck &amp;amp; Brian concert or something like that you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116213487954027014?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213487954027014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116213487954027014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116213487954027014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116213487954027014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/hooked.html' title='Hooked!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116177032119434480</id><published>2006-10-25T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T02:58:41.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What,The, HECK</title><content type='html'>Today is a shitty day. Involving Duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mich, Jelly, and WL know, i was quarrelling with Tuck Weng during the lesson. NO THAT WAS NOT GAY AT ALL AND I WAS REALLY PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, Tuck Weng Took my bag, that *(#&amp;% actually took my bag and then looked at whats inside. WHAT THE HELL!? YOU SHOULDN'T LOOK AT PEOPLE'S THINGS RIGHT? IDIOT. THEN YOU SEE WHAT YOU WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE. NO ONE WAS SUPPOSED TO SEE IT UNTIL TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR DAMN PROBLEM? IT'S MY CHOICE WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH IT. STOP TRYING TO TALK ME INTO DOING SOMETHING I DONT WANT TO DO. SO WHAT IF YOU SEE IT? I ASK YOU NOT TO TELL ANYONE AND YOU ACTUALLY GO TELL MY LIL BRO?!?! YOU KNOW THAT IF MY BRO TELLS MY SIS ABOUT IT, IM GONNA BE EMBARRASED FOR SO DAMN LONG. MY SIS WILL TEASE ME FOR DAMN LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANTED TO KNOW WHO I WAS GOING TO GIVE IT TO. I DONT HAVE TO FREAKING TELL YOU. YOU CAN JUST GUESS WHOSE BDAY WAS HERE AND THEN YOU WOULD JUST KNOW. I SEE YOUR FACE I ALREADY KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN YOUR BRAIN. THEN YOU STILL TRY TO DENY. SHIT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so annoyed by your antics todays you know? Anyway, no hard feelings because its over now and its not gonna happen again because me bag is now always with me. Or there is nothing to hide in me bag anymore.....yep! No hard feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since everybody already knows,  might as well say it. That present was for Eunice okay? OKAY!?!?! Nothing is going on. Its just a present. The boys all know about it now as lydia took the present and played with it and told everyone of the boys about it. Now im just gonna forget all about it because i will get teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all a misunderstanding on the girls part!&gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116177032119434480?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116177032119434480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116177032119434480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116177032119434480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116177032119434480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/whatthe-heck.html' title='What,The, HECK'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116161267611539357</id><published>2006-10-23T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:11:25.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehehehe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;Farni!!!!!!&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mx0fy-9NWFg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mx0fy-9NWFg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116161267611539357?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116161267611539357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116161267611539357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116161267611539357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116161267611539357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/hehehehehe.html' title='Hehehehehe!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116133914686062957</id><published>2006-10-20T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:12:35.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;Snow Patrol- Chasing Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this song pretty nice. Used on Grey's Anatomy or something.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered i didn't blog for a pretty long time so heres the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, i normally let my parents see my results the moment i get them back but for final-years, no freaking way man! My marks are so horrible! And i feel really bad for Yew Chen.... lucky miss lee is there to console him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time at home, just relaxing. Using the com.Will be going out with friends during holidays... but have no idea what to do now. I guess i have to rely on games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Eunice a early 2 day happy birthday because i don't think i would feel like blogging on a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cVo2LOncgMc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cVo2LOncgMc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116133914686062957?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116133914686062957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116133914686062957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116133914686062957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116133914686062957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116088764078917803</id><published>2006-10-14T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:47:20.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>Exams over already wahh so happy sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then exam over le do what!?!?!  So sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, I'm watching anime marathons on my computer and it occupies most of my time and i don't really feel like updating but really, very sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least last time got Homework.... now nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough, Sianz better than exams.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will go back to watching anime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116088764078917803?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116088764078917803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116088764078917803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116088764078917803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116088764078917803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116062641403245056</id><published>2006-10-11T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:13:34.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SUAY!</title><content type='html'>Got scolded by teacher, i don't know why. Okay bah nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later all the boys leave already then left us behind....&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NVM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN LATER HOMEC TEACHER CALL ME&lt;br /&gt;BAHHH&lt;br /&gt;*Slaps Self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually just about the edusave thing but then i thot another scolding or wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people saying wahh this guy so suay hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky exam over liao....Haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116062641403245056?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116062641403245056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116062641403245056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116062641403245056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116062641403245056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-suay.html' title='SO SUAY!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116045170147627179</id><published>2006-10-09T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:41:41.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlish?Me? HUH?</title><content type='html'>Today Homec paper is okay. I forgot a lot of crap but lucky they never test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is doomsday for me. No use trying  but still, must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, What girl me? I am not girlish dammit! Girlish does not fit guy! I am totally, straight, and 100% man, didn't i say this before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even act like a girl. Its just for fun. Me is not girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about Aisha say that girl name for me? Its darryl make ones. So he was calling my name in a wierd way and then I thought it sounded like he was calling me Chantel BUT NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all thanks to me i am now called that. HOHOHO...Crap leh. Why i so stupid &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou..... after exam i going to burn my sci paper I think. I really quite sad about it because I screwed up. So maybe i may burn it. Maybe not but burning paper isn't such a good idea... well it is but police are gonna come catch catch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, GOOD LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116045170147627179?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116045170147627179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116045170147627179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116045170147627179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116045170147627179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/girlishme-huh.html' title='Girlish?Me? HUH?'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116020651761738816</id><published>2006-10-07T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T00:42:16.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Song!</title><content type='html'>NO MORE QUARREL! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this makes it better yes? i can post youtube videos and whatever crap and you can have your own music if you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who hate the blogskin, i just wanted the extra blog space so that videos can be viewed easily. And i think its nice too because i changed it 3 times and i don't want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Video: Daft Punk: Harder,Better,Faster,Stronger&lt;br /&gt;4th song in the album. Youtube doesn't let me play the video when surfing other pages of my blog so you have to stay at posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is part of an anime series. Transformation of alien into human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwFQrVz9bTE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwFQrVz9bTE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116020651761738816?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116020651761738816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116020651761738816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116020651761738816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116020651761738816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-more-song.html' title='No More Song!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116011112590748070</id><published>2006-10-05T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T02:46:32.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>I decided to take whole day off. Its friday rite? Stupid literature. I can't believe i actually missed 1 question. I didn't see. Haha. Its the set the stage for the mandarin bla bla bla wadeva! crap thing. Nevermind bah, do liao cannot change onez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt; Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Smile more WL. Not with fren then never smile onez?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116011112590748070?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116011112590748070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116011112590748070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116011112590748070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116011112590748070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116003087949896492</id><published>2006-10-04T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:47:59.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Is Rui Jie and Fei Yang(???) gay!?!?! Or are they straight? We can never know! Anyways they should be straight because they like GALS!  Hehehehe. Flunking history is not a problem! 40% out of 100% only wat. Fail fail bah, get 40 marks oso can. Stil possible to get A2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jiayou guys and gals! For we only have 1 week left then after exams le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;RUKKU LOVES YOU!!! &gt;_&lt;&gt;_&lt; I feel emo and happy BUT HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I change colour of font see if it looks better. Give opinions pretty please ^_^ Aww crap now i sound gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116003087949896492?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116003087949896492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116003087949896492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116003087949896492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116003087949896492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/conspiracy.html' title='Conspiracy!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-116002054541764374</id><published>2006-10-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:55:45.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>ME GOTCH NEW BLOGSKIN AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ AND JR! YAY&lt;br /&gt;RJ wan JR to fall on him....&lt;br /&gt;JR wam RJ to fall on her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Nanu Nanu little froggies singing songies NANUNANU! HEHEHEHE. Alright i feel insane wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test SUCKS. I'm gonna fail so bad. I see everybody the answer 1 whole page my answer half page..so pathethic lol. Anyway cannot change it so LIT NOW! So hate lit exams. So love lit classes. Too bad not gonna love it anymore because only 1R knows why! BWAHAHAH. Miss Lee Loves us! WEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE SHALL NOT FAIL HER!!! But i think i'm gonna fail me essay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spam tagboard plz &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-116002054541764374?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/116002054541764374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=116002054541764374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116002054541764374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/116002054541764374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115995018966293200</id><published>2006-10-04T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:23:09.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H0KAY!</title><content type='html'>History Test! TOMOLO! LIT TEST! DAY AFTER TOMOLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE. Well not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not got started on lit yet! WHY AM I USING THE COM WEEE! I'm in those one of i am trying so hard to study but i think stupid mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, me blog music is now F.I.R Tian Tian Ye Ye WHICH ALSO seems to be remixed. Yeah wadeva! But since Jerrie is liekish inklish, Wei Lin is liekish F.I.R(YAY) and Chan is likeing slow music, GOODIE! So now its suited to all three? I like all three which makes me able to like everything BWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been searching for a song.. Me dad thinks is MC HOTDOG onez. Hear on radio. If you know name of song plz tell! Me wan download! IT goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na le wo de gei wo huan hui lai&lt;br /&gt;Chi de wo de gei wo tu chu lai&lt;br /&gt;Tou de wo de gei wo na chu lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something something something. Thats chorus only. Me likes catchy tunes. I'm quite a fan of those romance musics. You know, slow types? And no i am still not gay! BUT AISHAH SAY I AM GIRLISH!! NOOES!!! I AM 100% MAN/BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Mich? I guess she liikes everything.BWAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW FIR rules. Shee shongs!(sho longs?I dunno wad i typing WEEE)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115995018966293200?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115995018966293200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115995018966293200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115995018966293200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115995018966293200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/h0kay.html' title='H0KAY!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115987823001662467</id><published>2006-10-03T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T05:37:19.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aight!</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqOBuKQrj9A"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the tune of song and recently remembered seeing this video on  MTV quite some time ago but still, pretty cool! Imagine if our bands were actually people captured from outer space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is from a anime called interstellar 5555 or something like that and they used Daft Punk as their official soundtrack for them. Check it out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115987823001662467?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115987823001662467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115987823001662467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115987823001662467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115987823001662467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/aight.html' title='Aight!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115977677258286790</id><published>2006-10-02T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T01:12:52.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo?</title><content type='html'>Sianz la, I want to emo liao. Stupid me. Bo confidence de. Confidence is come from other people de. Stupid la. Then if emo ppl say gay. STUPID la. I feel lousy leh. All confidence is come from other ppl de. I dun dare tok to ppl de. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is emo from Pri3.  Sheetz. Why got this stupid Get High happy music crap.  My life is good compared to others but then i still emo. WHY? WHY! I WAN TO STOP EMO! WHY I CANNOT STOP!!!! SHEETZ! AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start emo from p3 everytime when alone.....because got too much time on hands. I now most of the time not emo......until i see something make me emo. Sianz la. But see le i is happy for whatever i see la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG WHAT THE HECK DID I JUST TYPE!?!?!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115977677258286790?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115977677258286790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115977677258286790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115977677258286790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115977677258286790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/emo.html' title='Emo?'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115969618521171022</id><published>2006-10-01T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:49:45.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha</title><content type='html'>Weee 2 blogpost in a day weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was bored and typed www.1.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It existed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT EXISTED 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went on to about 6 then i just typed 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it existed too....but the wierd thing is that blog 1-6 was the blog of the same person and seriously old. Day 1-6. Each one had different address. Very old blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115969618521171022?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115969618521171022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115969618521171022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115969618521171022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115969618521171022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/wha.html' title='Wha'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115969551618421530</id><published>2006-10-01T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:38:36.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OKAYYYYY</title><content type='html'>I changed the music. I see you guys don't like Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like the lyrics though.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now change to Get High-F.I.R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEE TAKE DRUGS WEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115969551618421530?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115969551618421530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115969551618421530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115969551618421530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115969551618421530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/10/okayyyyy.html' title='OKAYYYYY'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115963217550401737</id><published>2006-09-30T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T09:02:55.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test?</title><content type='html'>So i got a new song for my blog. Don't know about you guys but i just like the tune. Most part of song is music but the lyrics are pretty nice too. And don't worry if the singing seems digitised or something because their songs are just like that. SO here are lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital Love- Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream about you&lt;br /&gt;In this dream I'm dancing right beside you&lt;br /&gt;And it looked like everyone was havin' fun&lt;br /&gt;The kind of feelings I've waited for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop, come a little closer&lt;br /&gt;As we jam, the rhythm gets stronger&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing wrong with just a little little fun&lt;br /&gt;We were dancing all night long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is right, to put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling right&lt;br /&gt;You wrap your arms around too&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly i feel the shining sun&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it the dream was all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;I wish this dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;We'll make this dream come true&lt;br /&gt;*MUSIC FOR A REALLY LONG TIME*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you play the game....&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you play the game....&lt;br /&gt;*MORE MUSIC FOR LONG TIME*&lt;br /&gt;*END*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just like the rhythm....lyrics also nice. But thats just me. Give opinions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115963217550401737?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115963217550401737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115963217550401737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115963217550401737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115963217550401737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/test.html' title='Test?'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115959070838700855</id><published>2006-09-29T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:31:48.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaHaHaHa...</title><content type='html'>Sorry about this to Jerrie if wad i type make you angry( you won't see it anyways i never told you my blog revived did i? Oh i never told ANYONE except my old classmates and Chan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeellppp meee buyyy MEEELOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHHAHAHAHEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck? So happy over cup of milo? ROFL HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now because of you someone is getting humiliated. Great job. Its just a freakin cup o  milo..... doesn't mean that i ask someone help me buy something tt mean i am ghey? NO LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really not gay! Colours of english garden! ME ISH ENGLISHMAN!!! BwAhAhAhA.... I think the fever affected my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai Hum, Mai Hum, my lovely lady hum...hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115959070838700855?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115959070838700855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115959070838700855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115959070838700855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115959070838700855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahaha.html' title='HaHaHaHa...'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115943958317892689</id><published>2006-09-28T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T03:33:03.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wth OMG...</title><content type='html'>I got a 38 degrees fever. And i didn't know. At school was all normal and stuff except i just felt a little more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, OMG! And one amazing thing was i felt a damn lot more sickly after my mom told me i got fever. The power of deception is amazing... imagine if i didn't know i got fever and then i just continued playing as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115943958317892689?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115943958317892689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115943958317892689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115943958317892689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115943958317892689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/wth-omg.html' title='Wth OMG...'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115935167913565935</id><published>2006-09-27T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T03:07:59.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yes And...</title><content type='html'>Its hard reviving your blog whne you don't tell ppl about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115935167913565935?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115935167913565935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115935167913565935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115935167913565935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115935167913565935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-yes-and.html' title='Oh Yes And...'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115935132947716448</id><published>2006-09-27T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T03:02:09.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/1600/IMAGE_152.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/320/IMAGE_152.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           (RANDOM)I like this Picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115935132947716448?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115935132947716448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115935132947716448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115935132947716448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115935132947716448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/randomi-like-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115918117458435334</id><published>2006-09-25T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T03:46:14.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn!</title><content type='html'>Sheeeet! Today was Final year Chi Paper 1 and Eng Paper 1. Screwed up for both. Badly. I want to die. Stupid Ying Yang Yong Wen( Whatever chinese crap) I DUNNO BOTH. BOTH QUESTION I SEE ALREADY I DUNNO! SHEET LA! STUPID! Then talk about what fren thing thing. I THOT IS ME AND FREN CAUSE TROUBLE. $(@U(#$*()%(#)$*)#($(#%^$$#$#@! KAo! Liddat i is get zero le la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ENG the stupid functional writing dumb thing i also screw up! I DUNNO WAD I WRITING. STUPID LA!! RARRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay got that over me now.Felt goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think someone is angry at me. Very angry at me. Super duper angry. I just feel it. And if that someone is really angry, i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was angry because on that day i failed 1 of the Chi tests badly and just needed something to be angry about so i would forget about the paper.&lt;br /&gt;2. It wasn't your fault and i blamed you. Someone else would have told them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wasn't you who talked about it, was THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i was just being stupid. Accept apology please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if no one was angry at me, i must be feeling emo or wadever crap you call that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115918117458435334?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115918117458435334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115918117458435334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115918117458435334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115918117458435334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/damn.html' title='Damn!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115893095142930927</id><published>2006-09-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T06:15:51.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well lookie here!</title><content type='html'>Looks like i found the password to my blog! Weeee! Doesn't matter anyway since I'm not gonna update it unless i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to clarify something first: I AM NOT BREADMAN. And for people who still don't know that this is something for you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please don't ask how breadman was created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for you time. You have just wasted about 10 mins? Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115893095142930927?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115893095142930927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115893095142930927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115893095142930927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115893095142930927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-lookie-here.html' title='Well lookie here!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115112218811214391</id><published>2006-06-23T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:09:48.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;Tagboard&lt;br /&gt;2006-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be dearly missed.&lt;br /&gt;Family members:&lt;br /&gt;A few billion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115112218811214391?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115112218811214391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115112218811214391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115112218811214391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115112218811214391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/06/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115062145273040897</id><published>2006-06-18T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:04:12.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog Not Updated because:&lt;br /&gt;1.Nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;2.Sian&lt;br /&gt;3.World Of Warcraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many other reasons.Or maybe none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start posting when things get interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115062145273040897?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115062145273040897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115062145273040897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115062145273040897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115062145273040897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-not-updated-because-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-115012882014295443</id><published>2006-06-12T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:13:43.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>WEEEE I'm back from Malaysia and me blog is dead! WEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Genting for 2 days. Play like siaooo. I go with my cousins(2 of em) with their parents and my parents yeah? It was fun. I didn't dare to sit the Space Shot(Yeah make fun or whatever) because i felt it was...errr.....high? Yeah. But i rode everything else(Kiddy rides an exception) and my favourite is Cyclone. Its slow, yeah thats what makes it nice. Its so slow the drops feel a lot more better...like the corkscrew didnt feel very good....dual 360's were too fast to really know your upside down. Go Cart sucked. Car is slow. The one in Escape lots better. Flying Coaster is like mini version of corkscrew. Not very scary but their 360 is very very shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoor Theme Park @ New World Hotel not fun one. The gondola sooo slow. Euro Xpress is fast but then no terrifying drops, 360, just sharp turns. Didn't go the Ripley's haunted adventure and believe it or not thing. I scared of haunted house =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day still in genting and play the swing in da morning! We go inside when it just started(7.30) and we were like the first. The we play the swiiiinnnnggg!!! WEEE!!! And actually, if there are quite little people sitting the swing, like no queue, is the best time to play. The swing will actually go very noticably faster and you will go higher. Ride oso longer. So funn!!! Oh yah i didn't sit the super tobogan thingy. It looked boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we go KUALA LUMPUR!!! TIMES SQUARE WEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Buy a pair of shoes, spectacles, shirts and blah.&lt;br /&gt;Most fun, we go the Indoor Theme Park!! COSMO'S WORLD!!! Or something like that i'm not good at remembering names. IT RULES!! The bumper car is fun( Duh all of em are). Then there's a ride, i forgot the name but its like those kiddy roller coasters right? Wait i try draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;|                                   |&lt;br /&gt;|     _______           |&lt;br /&gt;|     |                  |         |&lt;br /&gt;|     |_______|          |&lt;br /&gt;|______________|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drawing sucks but whatever. Maybe will upload pic later. Alright so its like that shape ya? But then, there are 4 drops,not very high but still quite a drop. You know why? You go round and round and round. And its fast. FAST. VERY FAST. I upload pic you will understand better. 2 people in  one cabin(LOL I FORGOT what to say!) and like, its so fast, during the drops, the person sitting on the left(inner) will go to the right once its starts at its full speed. And you can never go inner again. Its so fast, the first time i sat, i sat inner and of course i squashed my sister(WAHAHAHA) But then we seat 2 more times and she squash me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we seat something like err... super spinning thing? I saw a bigger version at escape right....err whats it called? Cadbury or something? BLAH. Yeah but then something like that. Its fast and of course, fun. After i sat i got dizzy. Real nice ride. But, its too dizzy for me. You get to hang upside down for quite some times (10 sec is long and 5 times is quite a number) And me no like because blood rush head feels funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat a ride called Dizzy-Izzy. Basically, Teacup at genting except its spins automatically(Very fast) and you are off the ground. Hated it. Dizzy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Space Odyssey! The roller coaster attraction. And it fits indoors! 2 360 loops! 2 more mini 360! Yeah sounds good? actually not very nice because the turns are all too smooth. And the ride is too fast. The 360 loop didnt make me go trying to make contact with the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one ride, something like Viking with a twist. It goes 360. Like way lots of times 360. Like way funner. When we start, we already go halfway up, then when it goes the otherside, FULL 360 starts! And then it just keeps going and going and going. Gets me a liiittttlllee dizzy. But otherwise fun ride. Also you get the hang upside down a little bit. This hanging is nicceee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah fun trip. Yeah. Yeah. YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-115012882014295443?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/115012882014295443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=115012882014295443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115012882014295443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/115012882014295443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114922298380417503</id><published>2006-06-01T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:23:58.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Cherie... Doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUCTIONS! WEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of his/her perfect lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Mention the gender of his/her perfect lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.Tag 8 victims to join  this "game" and leave a comment at their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. If you are tagged a second time, you need not do this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The most important thing is, have fun doing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doh. Alright here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender is: Female. I'm not gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Someone that likes me(DOH)&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughs a lot&lt;br /&gt;3. About same height.&lt;br /&gt;4. MUST HANG OUT WITH HER FRIENDS! Otherwise become stalker already. I need time to spend with my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;5. Err, Romantic? Doh, whats romantic behavior? Mushy Mushy talks and everything?&lt;br /&gt;6. Not a jealous person.&lt;br /&gt;7. Knows when to stop consoling me when I'm down because sometimes people just want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;8. Fun loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta tag 8 people so here goes...err CRAP nobody left to tag... so gotta find old schoolmates to tag. Me,Me,Me,Me,Me,Me,Me,Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114922298380417503?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114922298380417503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114922298380417503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114922298380417503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114922298380417503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-been-tagged-by-cherie.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114912707321013685</id><published>2006-05-31T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T18:57:53.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEH</title><content type='html'>Sorry Eunice and Jerrie will not buy any souvenirs because:&lt;br /&gt;1. People anyhow think&lt;br /&gt;2. I dunno what to buy&lt;br /&gt;3. Boys think i bias(How to spell?) to girls&lt;br /&gt;4-10000. A hell lot o other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114912707321013685?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114912707321013685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114912707321013685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114912707321013685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114912707321013685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/bleh_31.html' title='BLEH'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114898964979780151</id><published>2006-05-30T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T04:47:29.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dcviews.com/press/images/Sony-T9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.dcviews.com/press/images/Sony-T9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY NEW CAMERA!! WOOT! Actually not mine but the family de. Is very shiok. Cost $699 and worth every bit of it(not really that every bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i go air rifle training and realised i very blur king leh. From the start of air rifle, I  have been supporting the rifle with my left hand at the ribs. Actually is the HIPS! I HEAR WRONG!!! Then nobody correct me. So sad all my shots go off. Now i know how to shoot already. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be going Malaysia 9-12 june so won't be updating during that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention i love my camera?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114898964979780151?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114898964979780151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114898964979780151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114898964979780151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114898964979780151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-new-camera-woot-actually-not-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114865323284056632</id><published>2006-05-26T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T07:20:32.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah. I didnt say about my results. I got 13th in class. 13th! Thats a freakin miracle. The first time i got Top 20 in 3 years. 3 YEARS. Alas! I must not be too happy for thou! Others will greive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy June Holidays. I hope i won't die during then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114865323284056632?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114865323284056632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114865323284056632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114865323284056632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114865323284056632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114863637919698887</id><published>2006-05-26T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T02:39:39.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit</title><content type='html'>Eye. Now. Hurts. Gotta go see the doc soon. Now my arm is like 0_0 after Air Rifle. Seriously hurts badly. Much worse than when it first hurt. Damn it. Moving my arm hurts too. Leaving it stationary hurts too. Now, its somehow better. but shaking my wrist makes it hurt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something wierd about girls is they type funny. Maybe something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euii noes riite 2molo havv art riite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that. I don't know why they like typing that way. Currently, the active girl bloggers in the class do not type like that, which is a relief. Etc, Michelle, Jerrie, Cherie. Also Eunice and bla bla bla dont want to list. Why do they type like that? Wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia, today you get your report book. You cried. Crying does work. Crying your heart out does work. I cried for lesser things( YOU Know... dont say it) and it was more worse. LOL how weak am I?  Its just the mid year. We don't know how you did in the test but we know this, everyone is capable of climbing back up to the top and you have as much chance as others. Heck, more than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A setback can, and will make you more determined. Failing once, you will get angry and mad. Then you will get scared of failing again. Angry at how badly you did, you will put in more effort, and you will come out even better than you once were. A lot better. So a setback can be good. Don't take it too hard( I contradict myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is the best time of our lives. Make the best out of it. Study hard, play harder. Then as an adult, your life won't suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114863637919698887?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114863637919698887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114863637919698887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114863637919698887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114863637919698887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/shit.html' title='Shit'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114854809631252827</id><published>2006-05-25T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T02:08:16.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finall new post because i find something worthy to be updated of. I rushed through my whole maths and eng file trying to complete them on time and i think i did quite well. Then today rain so heavy leh. i kena drenched like siao because i need to run home and they still building the shelter so lame leh. My hair kena drenched very badly. Like i just took a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats it  i guess. Going to play World Of Warcraft. Addicting game! The june holidays are going to be hectic with all the project work we are supposed to be doing. Crap it. The teachers love holidays because they mean lots of homework for the kids! SuxxooRRZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sianzz. Don't really feel like blogging too. Heck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114854809631252827?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114854809631252827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114854809631252827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114854809631252827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114854809631252827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/finall-new-post-because-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114804740128887237</id><published>2006-05-19T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T07:03:21.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>Nothing to post. Results come out already. But then i not happy. Really not happy. So many people fail. So many. Its frightening. Why is our class doing so badly. Why. When others do well, we SUCK. Why. Anyway i would not want to post my marks here because someone will say i ACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Boring week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114804740128887237?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114804740128887237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114804740128887237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114804740128887237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114804740128887237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114787031745304909</id><published>2006-05-17T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T05:51:57.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD</title><content type='html'>This blog has nobody tagging. Because they actually have something else to do. Only people keeping tagboard alive is josh and cherie. Seems like everybody else has something better to do while i will just stay here bored and tag on other people's blog. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114787031745304909?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114787031745304909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114787031745304909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114787031745304909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114787031745304909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/dead.html' title='DEAD'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114778767837307489</id><published>2006-05-16T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T06:54:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored. Don't feel like updating but, heck, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a green scavenger race thingy day. Wasn't that exciting. What they consider a "LITTLE WORKOUT" is not as little as it seems. Firstly, we have to pick up all this crap( Rubbish, understand?) and also run. So like me , yew cheng were trying to pick up rubbish and stuff but our PSL asked us to stop picking up and continue running. And so we did. And when we were reaching the last station before heading back to the starting point which was by now, around 2+ km away, we were stopped and asked to return. What the heck? RETURN? After all this? Meh, my legs could use a little rest. Our group(RA HAHHAHHAS) picked up quite a lot of rubbish considering the time limit and when we got back there, we thought things were going to proceed as planned but NOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Oh Shouting very loud: 1R, IS THIS ALL YOU HAVE TAKEN?&lt;br /&gt;1R:yes....&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Oh: ARE YOU SURE?&lt;br /&gt;1R: Yes......&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Oh: LOOK AT THE OTHER CLASSES. LOOK HOW MUCH THEY HAVE TAKEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;1R: *silent*&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Oh: Your class stay back after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crappit. then we were given a long speech after that. Luckily me and bryan took the rubbish from our class to be dumped so we did not hear quite a part of the scolding. Was pretty meaningful but when we were one of the last classes to start, we couldn't pick any BIG rubbish and because of time constrainsts we cant pick up the rubbish. Can't blame him because he didn't know. Yes Mr. Oh, we will try to pick up any small pieces of litter in the way.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is a bit better except that:&lt;br /&gt;1. We had to do IPP&lt;br /&gt;2. Theres a vent at the top of the class that cannot be sealed so no matter what we still die.&lt;br /&gt;3.The masking tape couldn't stick&lt;br /&gt;4. There wasn't enough masking tape&lt;br /&gt;5. Smoke went into our class anyway because there was a gap&lt;br /&gt;6. We were sweating like mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First half. Second half, we had to do a project or paint the wall. Of course everybody wanted painting the wall but it was decided on monday and everybody is pissed off that they can't do it. Well the teachers balloted and i was one of them who could paint. And it sure as hell was fun! Although tiring. The project guys had to hand in their work on friday. And they won't get CCA points unless entered for national competition. CCA or CIP i don't know and won't know. my watch had paint on it and i had to use turpentine to clean the paint away. And also on our hands were turpentine. It felt SOO good on our hands at first. But what we didn't know is, after washing our hands after applying the turpentine, our hands felt very hard and it was like it was burning. So our grouo oeioke were like AHH AHH MY HAND IS BURNING AHHH!! It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaki and Yusof changed inside the art room and you know what happened? Pearlyn saw Zaki taking off his shirt. Pearlyn was like walking by and looking out of the corridor then she turned in and saw Zaki taking off his shirt or shirtless i don't know and from what i heard Pearlyn was like OMG and faster run off. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, updated and i am bored. MEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114778767837307489?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114778767837307489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114778767837307489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114778767837307489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114778767837307489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114748874051127414</id><published>2006-05-12T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T19:52:20.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>My primary 6  life seems to be the most memorable. Everyone seems to be so happy. Nobody would make super sexual jokes. All the boys and girls are very good friends. We would always have friendly conversations with our teachers. It was memorable alright. I wonder what happened to all my good friends..... hopefully, we can come together again. Hopefully, everyone we know would still be that same person. hopefully, we will be friends till the end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114748874051127414?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114748874051127414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114748874051127414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114748874051127414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114748874051127414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114748833259100516</id><published>2006-05-12T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T19:45:34.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored. Got nothing to post. This is a dead blog. I think June Hols won't be posting much la... ALSO, I think most of us already forgot about our board game? Yeah we gotta finish it. Its gonna suck bad tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's somethint that happened to me last year and it was completely ripped off my friend's blog but since stupid blogger doesn't allow me to copy and paste i have to type it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN LAST YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never guess what happened to us last year today somewhere in the heart of the city! It's a long long story..... it all started when me, Hao, and Huda were at the bus stop waiting for darren and then after some time, we called him and he said he was not coming....GRRR...so then after we boarded the bus we wanted to board....65 methinks...we were in the bus for one hour or so... then we already reach parco but we were so blind we didn't see it...hahaha..But i think Hao is blinder! He was closer to the sign! We ended up at Park Mall and we saw Plaza Singapura up ahead so we decided to go there. We looked at the directory and we were all very BLUR... we went to the fourth storey and try to find an arcade but then it was a cinema and we didn't want to watch anything so we look at the directory again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basement:ACTION CITY&lt;br /&gt;We thought that was the arcade but when we got there, It was a shop with tons of soft toys inside and most of them were girly! We thought it kinda nice and went in. Then Hao saw these cut piggies in red and pink!They were so cute! Hao decided to buy one for his sister and asked me to help him pay at the counter because he was embarrased. Throughout the whole trip, we only bought a small pig which weighs 50G!! Oink Oink! Then we decided to walk our way EVEN THOUGH we could have took the MRT. We ended up at the Meridan Hotel and people were like totally looking at us. It was embarrasing! After 5 mins of embarrasement, a taxi came and we took it to parco! When we told the uncle where we wanted to go, he said we overshot by 5 bus stops.. We could have used to money for smething else! Then we finally arrived at Parco where we played in the arcade. It wasn't that fun but we saw a guy playing a guitar game and he was really good at it! there was a drummer too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hao and Us played some lame games... we decided to go home. The place was too loud and the number of people were increasing by the moment! We then took the MRT home..What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Rating: 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting lost is so fun! Maybe we should get a big group of people and just randomly take a bus and try to get to our destination! WEEEE!!!! Good idea right!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114748833259100516?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114748833259100516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114748833259100516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114748833259100516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114748833259100516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114718168406303914</id><published>2006-05-09T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T06:34:44.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overhaul Complete</title><content type='html'>Got rid of the problem by  getting codes from other blog skins. Blog done. Replaced the new music, Nickelback: Photograph with Sugar We're going down because lobster said it was nicer. Ahh well. And Jan thinks my blog is more girly.... hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I like soft toys. They are so cuddly. Well everybody does like soft toys...they are so nice! Its just so soft and...yeah well..NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, liking soft toys, or liking every colour even pink except for some shades of green and brown does not make me girly.  Besides, whats wrong with those?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114718168406303914?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114718168406303914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114718168406303914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114718168406303914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114718168406303914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/overhaul-complete_114718168406303914.html' title='Overhaul Complete'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114715537561480845</id><published>2006-05-08T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:16:15.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overhaul Problem</title><content type='html'>I had my blog redone as you can see.Got huge problem as in link tab does not work. Have to put it at the side.Someone please help me with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114715537561480845?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114715537561480845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114715537561480845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114715537561480845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114715537561480845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/overhaul-problem.html' title='Overhaul Problem'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114709637857808096</id><published>2006-05-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T06:52:58.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Overhaul</title><content type='html'>In a few days will be choosing a new blog skin which is preferably green and new blog music of some sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Pink is actually quite a nice colour. heck, i like every colour so all these are equal but bright colours like green yellow pink and blah i like more.&lt;br /&gt;I already found a new one but dont have the time to overhaul the blog yet.&lt;br /&gt;Finding music as many people have different likes and dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;Give your opinions on what music i should choose but only English.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114709637857808096?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114709637857808096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114709637857808096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114709637857808096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114709637857808096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-overhaul.html' title='Blog Overhaul'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114693205749204225</id><published>2006-05-06T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T09:14:18.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Election</title><content type='html'>Today is election day. BLA BLA BLAH! On Tv theres how to vote, on radio THIS IS ELECTION DAY BLAH BLAH BLAH DONT FORGET TO VOTE!!! Also, something funny happen to my family today. Because at my place there, election is at void deck of some blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my family were going to my grandmothers house eat dinner lah, then when we reach void deck, the other block opposite have election thingy going on and because earlier in the day, my father kind of bored then go down walk walk and look look so got one policeman saw my father earlier and thought he trying to see who voting what la.. so the policeman very wary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, we as a family go down and then we stare at the election place for no reason at all.... i still think that is kind of stupid. Then the policeman stare at us. I was like LOL? Then the policeman walk walk towards us then my mother was like EH? My sis smsing then funny conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Eh what you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Father: Just staying at the void deck?&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Do you have any photographic device?&lt;br /&gt;Father: No...&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Hey Miss, Are you taking photos?&lt;br /&gt;Sister:Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Are you taking photos with you handphone?&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Huh? I'm just smsing but if you want you can check.&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: *Checks through Pictures*&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Okay here's your phones&lt;br /&gt;Policeman Leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL? I think the policeman too bored la. Stand there so long. And also my father may look suspicious LOL. And the opposition is pathethic sia. So little seats. PAP wins so hard its almost pitiful. Well many people are pissed because PAP wins. BAH. I'm not. I'm not interested in politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for exams everyone. Just a few more days of Nervousness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114693205749204225?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114693205749204225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114693205749204225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114693205749204225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114693205749204225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/election.html' title='Election'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114683486631562411</id><published>2006-05-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T06:14:26.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!</title><content type='html'>Jan says I'm girly!! NOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, its just a blog design.  And its quite nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the Geog test was insane. DId you know what happen to me? I think i was dreaming when i was doing the test. When i writing the answer anything come to my mind i just anyhow scribble down then later i forgot what i write. WHAT THE HECK! Like how am i going to check? I forgot what i written! OMG!! And thats like a few seconds after writing. Section C, write write write then blur blur. Very easy to fail la this test. But then i don't like it because we cannot write CRAP and more and more CRAP to get marks. Not like Literature... write more crap get more marks not relevant also write! Stupid geography. But next semester more worse...HISTORY!! REMEMBER THIS REMEMBER THAT!! AHHHHHH MY BRAIN HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my blog is kind of dead you know? Spam it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114683486631562411?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114683486631562411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114683486631562411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114683486631562411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114683486631562411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/omg.html' title='OMG!!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114673890717612486</id><published>2006-05-04T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T03:35:07.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weapons O mass Destruction!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/1600/DSC00654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/320/DSC00654.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;2X Tic Tac Lemon Mint flavour!&lt;br /&gt;1X Tic Tac Extra Strong mint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are capable of blowing your mind away!&lt;br /&gt;And the boxes look o' so pretty too ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114673890717612486?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114673890717612486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114673890717612486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114673890717612486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114673890717612486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/weapons-o-mass-destruction.html' title='Weapons O mass Destruction!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114657375640817134</id><published>2006-05-02T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T05:42:36.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So sad. On my friend's birthday, 2nd of may, Her boyfriend broke up with her. Thats stupid. Why the hell did he choose that day? Surprise! I'm breaking up with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Shirin!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for your relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114657375640817134?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114657375640817134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114657375640817134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114657375640817134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114657375640817134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114655688919306244</id><published>2006-05-02T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:04:21.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walau</title><content type='html'>Today Eng and Chi Paper 2. English was okay but chinese paper 2 was hell. I'm going to die. Damn. Now I'm going to say something about the boys. Here's what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I go put my bag on floor*&lt;br /&gt;*I pop a tic tac into my mouth*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Give me one!&lt;br /&gt;*pass Tic Tac to Eunice*&lt;br /&gt;Boys: EHH ZHAN HAO I ALSO WANTT!!! WHY YOU GIVE EUNICE!!! YOU LIKE HER ARR!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Boys: HAHAHHHAHAHAAH ZHAN HAO LIKE EUNICE!!! OEI ZHAN HAO IF YOU LIKE EUNICE JOHN YE NOT HAPPY ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they really stupid or just acting funny? Its because Eunice asked me to give her a tic tac. I gave it to her because she asked. Did you ask? No. Of course i don't give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logic IS:&lt;br /&gt;I give someone food = I like him/her&lt;br /&gt;Soo! If a boy ask me for a food = He is gay&lt;br /&gt;I give him food = I am gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Darryl was giving sweets out to boys. Hey look, your saying hes GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl = GAY  according to Eu Chen(???) Benji Warren Jon Ye&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD YOU SAY YOUR FREN IS GAY!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO NO WAIT!! Darryl is A GAY. So actually, your indirectly insulting a hell lot of people including yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114655688919306244?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114655688919306244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114655688919306244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114655688919306244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114655688919306244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/05/walau.html' title='Walau'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114623680259949927</id><published>2006-04-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:06:42.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Tired</title><content type='html'>Exams are right around the corner. I have nothing to post except that Pokemon is either very fun or have bewitched the boys to believe it is great. I'm sure the fun part fit in deafeating your friends. But then when nobody plays pokemon anymore, your cards are useless. Thats what stopped me from playing card games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114623680259949927?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114623680259949927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114623680259949927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114623680259949927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114623680259949927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m Tired'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114614018360116299</id><published>2006-04-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T05:16:23.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgot</title><content type='html'>Today i forgot about what happen at schoo. Benji become very depressed... haiz he very quiet but then after school he okay liaoz! good for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lin  the MSN nick very depressing. 0_0  At school she is fine leh. Wierd....... Wonder what happen but she is busy the whole time today I cannot ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114614018360116299?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114614018360116299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114614018360116299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114614018360116299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114614018360116299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/forgot.html' title='Forgot'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114606037839794924</id><published>2006-04-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:08:40.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHAAYOO</title><content type='html'>Today i see my friend blog from Pri school(Shirin) And holy cow! Her blog is invaded with fake tagboard posts of her boyfriend's name and talking lots of dirty stuff. So i just put a comment there saying that the guy is fake. So i left her blog and bla bla bla. Then when i returned, i found her tagboard flooded with ME!! Not the real me but an imposter me! Omg! and that imposter is saying "SHIRIN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH" and all that other crap bla bla bla because I was rumoured to have had a crush on her( When i didnt know wat a crush was? JEEZ!) and now the people on her tagboard are like HEY YOU SHOULDNT STEAL HER FROM HER STEAD and other stuff. And now my other friend (JAN who is asking me to link her) thinks that the fake hao is the real hao! OMG!!So the situation now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They think i love shirin&lt;br /&gt;2. They think that i am evil because i am stealing her stead&lt;br /&gt;3. Jan thinks that i have revealed my true feelings&lt;br /&gt;4. I am now like OMG SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I don't like playing mean jokes on anybody. Not even the boys but they dont care anyhow and I never pulled anything yet. Its because something happened when I was in Pri School. Then I don't dare to do personal attacks on anyone unless they do to me.  I hate it when i was trying to tell Adele in Maths class that there was a staple on her hair then all the boys are like OMG YOU LIKE ADELE LOL. Dunno la. But if i don't tell the person, it makes me feel...bad you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY LIL BRO IS TOTALLY OBSESSED WITH DA CHANG JIN!!!! He everyday muz watch and he also dnno why he go buy Da Chang Jin the sticker.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114606037839794924?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114606037839794924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114606037839794924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114606037839794924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114606037839794924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/ohaayoo.html' title='OHAAYOO'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114595074832839046</id><published>2006-04-25T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:42:55.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.monkeymoments.net/BIRTHDAY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.monkeymoments.net/BIRTHDAY.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday cannot update blogger i dunnooooo why but then i go check blog today got all the posts? ZzzZZzzzZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Mid, year during chi compo test warren was using Chi- Eng Dictionary which was banned. Then the boys saw got damn pisssed off because cheating. I oso but then I think nvm la test over. Then Benji run uppp too Mr. LIIMMY and tell him. So now Warren gets 0 for Chi Compo. Haizzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today eunice anyhow go draw on my pencilbox and sabo Wei Lin. Walao She go write I LOVE MISS CHUA!! Sianz! Then i go scold wrong person....so sorri arrr! I over reacted  but now regret so say sorrie. Nothing else to blog now. Byee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FACT!!! DID YOU KNOW THE NEW NKF CEO NAME IS EUNICE?? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114595074832839046?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114595074832839046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114595074832839046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114595074832839046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114595074832839046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupid-blogger.html' title='Stupid blogger'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114587328277981460</id><published>2006-04-24T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T03:08:02.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy B.Day J.Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.monkeymoments.net/BIRTHDAY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.monkeymoments.net/BIRTHDAY.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.monkeymoments.net/BIRTHDAY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="www.monkeymoments.net/BIRTHDAY.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPI BIRTHDAY JING YING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND I"M NOT LATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOOO YOUUU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Party Poppers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Chi and Eng Compo. I think I did okay for all of them except for chinese. Damn Chinese... Warren today got caught for cheating... well not really cheating lah but then he use a baned dictionary that translate chinese to english. Owned sia.  Minus 5 marks from test. Also i misplaced my phone but i found it..... today wasnt that nice la. Exam next week. I feel like typing like ehxx lehhhhhsssxxx. KAWAIIIEEEEXXXXX NEEHHHHXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What so nice about kawai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Thanks to Wei Lin keep telling me maths homework do what question... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114587328277981460?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114587328277981460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114587328277981460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114587328277981460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114587328277981460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-bday-jy.html' title='happy B.Day J.Y'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114586727215469256</id><published>2006-04-24T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T01:27:52.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEAT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/200/images.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was chi Compo and Eng Compo. I hated Chi. I like totally couldn't use the dictionary as i didn't get the stamp. Even though other dictionaries which are same have stamp can be used. So i was like, in my zhou wen, got a lot of han yu ping yin. Lol. Then Warren use chinese translate to english dictionary which is banned, mind you, BANNED.  And also I haven't done my lit and maths homework because i forgot them again.&lt;br /&gt;After Wei Lin tell me over and over again on MSN i still forgot.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Warren his chinese kena minus 5 marks. He say Nvm. LOL NVM!??!&lt;br /&gt;I did okay for both. But i have a feeling I'm going to fail chinese. Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114586727215469256?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114586727215469256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114586727215469256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114586727215469256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114586727215469256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/cheat.html' title='CHEAT!!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114570270230475161</id><published>2006-04-22T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:45:02.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/1600/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4531/2227/320/yay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114570270230475161?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114570270230475161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114570270230475161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114570270230475161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114570270230475161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114567361035096962</id><published>2006-04-21T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T19:40:10.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elllo?</title><content type='html'>Its so lonely around here. Still trying to find a boy blogger who updates. Jon Ye not included because his blog only has one post and i forgot the webby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114567361035096962?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114567361035096962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114567361035096962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114567361035096962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114567361035096962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/elllo.html' title='Elllo?'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114561576898668264</id><published>2006-04-21T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:36:08.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todae...</title><content type='html'>Today, I muz say sorry to michelle because i knocked into her when lining up during geog and didn't say sorry so now say. Somebody pushed me and i knock into you so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Today also, muz say sorry to Eunice. Chinese lesson she eat chocolate. Then I keep laughing at her. She get so angry she shout at us....... so scary leh. She suddenly shout so loud.&lt;br /&gt;Also, she eat chocolate her voice will get better one!!!! So special....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we pissed off every single teacher that taught us. EVERYONE. Mr. Lim, Mr. Niu, Mr. Lokman, Miss Chua. We piss off Miss. Chua the most. She get so angry she don't want teach us because of JIT. THIS IS THE RIVER NILE AR? Hello, open your eyes please. The Nile is in Egypt? Desert? Think before you talk please. Person who piss Miss. Chua off...... is that bloody JIT. Miss Chua ouside very angry then he tok tok tok tok. He must go out of class and his stuff got thrown out. Wha. Really her brain cannot take it anymore. WE suck compared to 1S, is what Miss. Chua said. We are the worst class Mr Lim ever taught. Mr. Lokman Doesn't like us.  Miss Lee doesn't like us. We are in big trouble already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Today the consequence of forgetting to hand in file yesterday is stay behind until 5pm and give file to him after his meeting. I stay at school because go home very little time cannot do muich. Go library read read read read read.... Never read for so long in such a long time. Feel so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114561576898668264?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114561576898668264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114561576898668264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114561576898668264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114561576898668264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/todae.html' title='Todae...'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114553111072932155</id><published>2006-04-20T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:05:14.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory Again</title><content type='html'>Hi.... Here's another boring theory of mine. You know these questions bother my mind too much I have to blog it down.... and also it sounds sort of like a composition? YEAHH REVISING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. Nobody knows the definition of life. Everybody knows that life is a beautiful thing. Thats all. Life is also a terrible thing. Here's my definition of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a game. A Massive Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game( Like Maple). And they are very shockingly similar. Think like this. In life, when you are born, you are a low level noob. You don't know anything. You can't talk because of your noobness. You eat, you grow. You Level Up. You begin to blabber utter rubbish. You Eat, You learn, you grow. You level up again. Every year you get older you level up. You start to find the game fun. You are treated well. You just run around and play. You level up. You start going to a training centre. At first, you like it. You level up. Primary School. Now you think that it starts getting boring and don't really like it. You Level Up a few more times bla bla bla... You end up in Secondary Training School. You get stronger, bigger, smarter. But now you simply find school terrifically boring. You level Up. Now in secondary level 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla Bla Bla, Level Up, now able to start relationships, bla bla.. BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the path you took during your Noobhood, you either get rich, or an average person, or  still a poor noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Path Of The Rich&lt;br /&gt;You get good jobs. You have a good family. Your character is starting to bloom. You get a mansion, you get a sports car. Everything you ever want. Then it stops there. Right there.  Everything is perfect.  The feeling of perfectness is now gone. You suddenly find everything very lousy and boring. Because you just have the best already.  Now this splits into two paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich Path No. 1&lt;br /&gt;You feel angry. You feel why the world can't progress. You get angry at every single imperfection. You are arrogant. Your employees hate you. Everyone in your company hates you. They start defaming you. You get more mad and scold them more. They defame you more. You lose everything you ever had. Your family detests you because you are so arrogant. Your character failed.  Now, you either go into depression or start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich Path No. 2&lt;br /&gt;You stop living for the moment. You start to treasure things. You start to love your family more. Blah Blah Blah get a happy ending you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other paths should be familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Guy:&lt;br /&gt; He has a average family, in a average house, with average things, with an average car. He always compare his stuff with the high level rich people. He thinks he is really noob. From here, he either hates his higher level rich people but does nothing about it or he does something that makes him a rich high level guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Guy:&lt;br /&gt;Treasures his life. May have a family before going poor. Family may go through thick and thin with him or just leave him. He is determined to get a better life. He starts working his way up. Without or with a family. But with one, the moral support he gets is very encouraging. He then gets into average and maybe the rich high level. He is not like the other high levels. Hes very content with what he has. He treasures life and the people around him. BUT, there are some who fail to even get into the average category. But still, he is content with everything and doesn't demand much as he has gotten used to this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elderly:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will have about the same ending except for the money they have. The Character gets deleted. As in death. His account gets deleted. It just ends. Like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Theory.&lt;br /&gt;What you do, becomes your habits. Your habits become your character. Your character becomes your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114553111072932155?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114553111072932155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114553111072932155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114553111072932155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114553111072932155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/theory-again.html' title='Theory Again'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114552341927563933</id><published>2006-04-20T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T01:56:59.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERCY!</title><content type='html'>I FORGOT TO HAND IN MY SCIENCE FILE TO LOKMAN!!! AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;MAY LOKMAN HAVE MERCY ON MEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;DONT DOT MY HAND&lt;br /&gt;DONT DOT MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;DONT DOT MY FILE&lt;br /&gt;DONT DOT EVERYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I DIE ALREADY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114552341927563933?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114552341927563933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114552341927563933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114552341927563933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114552341927563933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/mercy.html' title='MERCY!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114534576020992279</id><published>2006-04-17T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T00:36:00.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a shitty day. For geog, its good because i didn't get scolded! Yippee! And the exam was on wednesday.  There was no lit and no sci so we wont get back marks today but we get them tomolO! I don't ever want to get them. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then D&amp;T I got slightly pissed off. Jia Jie and Darryl keep taking my stuff. Then Lydia oso go take. I go hit Lydia on shoulder. Then i take back my waterbottle. Then i saw Darryl taking my pencil box put at the other table. My Mind snapped. Charge and whack him on the shoulder. Not hard at all. Then the teacher go scold us but then never give us time to reason. He never send us go principal office I very thankful already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please go the hell away and bother someone else. I already have enough on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Someone stole my D&amp;T workpiece. I think its a Sec 2 because i found a Sec 2 one inside the drawer in place of mine. And it sucked. So i have to redo with a lousy piece of bended metal. And also I think Mr. Teo was also quite surprised because I filed it very quickly.  But it still was lousier than my first one. Hmm..... and if someone stole it, they must have found it very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During assembly, Eunice sit behind me and was taking Kah Keng's flip phone. Then she keep using it go pull my shirt. Keep pulling and pulling... then JY laugh. What so fun about pulling shirt.... she like having a lot of fun... pull shirt here pull shirt there. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice also going to meet someone special, on Wednesday, at Bedok MRT station. Haha, I wonder who.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114534576020992279?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114534576020992279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114534576020992279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114534576020992279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114534576020992279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-is-shitty-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114526514649647829</id><published>2006-04-17T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T04:25:15.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah</title><content type='html'>Today was another boring day with nothing much to post except that LKB scolded me for asking Anura the dates for the maths test. ALSO, Eunice got a little too dreamy in chinese class(By her voice like she talking in her sleep) and ask me and Wei Lin if we got stead. HUH??? Walao, Please, I don't even know what it feels like to have a crush. I don't even know if i have a crush. But then Wei Lin have. According to Eunice, having a crush is like wanting to be with that person. And her voice really very dreamy. So My conclusion = Eunice has a crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she don't have a crush. What to believe, her actions or her digital words! Okay Okay No crush it is!&lt;br /&gt;SMILE! Eunice dont so angry. Just a casual remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://web.syr.edu/%7Ecjbryzgo/monkey%20smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 203px;" src="http://web.syr.edu/%7Ecjbryzgo/monkey%20smile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAAHHAHA okay I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114526514649647829?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114526514649647829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114526514649647829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114526514649647829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114526514649647829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/wah.html' title='Wah'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114493588931651078</id><published>2006-04-13T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T06:44:52.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>Inter-School Sports Meet. Temasek, Chong Cheng(I dunno how to spell LOL), Dunman High, Ngee Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 2/10 stars(Very Retarded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review:&lt;br /&gt;This Sports Meet is, worse than my Pri School Sports Day. Because I was one of the Sprinters or some other reason. It rained. Big Bad Point there. Really big. Like gigantic, humongous, big. Our seats were wet. Thats right no shelter. BBP too. We were promised with "SOME SHELTER". Whats our shelter? NOTHING. BBP too. So yeah our seats were wet so that means our pants will get wet too. OUR BAG WILL GET WET TOO. MY ELECTRONICS WILL GET WET TOO! Rain, no shelter. And Ngee Ann, Chong Cheng and us were out in the rain. No shelter so that kind of equalled it out as in "Hey, Our Seats Suck Too". But then down under the shelter, was Dunman High. What The Heck. Seriously. How could they. Leave us out there. Damn. BBP too. If your going to let us, people equal to you, suffer, why don't you suffer too. Its not fair and its hard living with it. And also, some IDIOTS don't know how to step carefully. Our seats were used as stairs. Those IDIOTS. BBP too. Those IDIOTS don't know stepping on our seat leaving their dirty shoe mark on where we are seating is bad. Bad Enough start. Also, at the Dunman High Shelter, they had speakers. SPEAKERS!! AND SPEAKERS MEAN MUSIC! So that means we can't hear much shit. Damn it how badly is Jurong Statium constructed? BBP again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Up, Cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah really it was fun. Looks like our class had the most enthusiasm except that the girls didn't cheer much. Voice is important and right now I am losing my voice. Eunice has been eating more potato chips and well, she already has a sore throat so like after eating more chips you know what will happen. And she says her voice will get better. 0_o.  And then Chetan the very annoying idiot from our class had his best moments here. And his worst. He stepped on my bloody seat. so i whacked him with my umbrella. Then, he emptied the water on his umbrella on us. So i whacked him with my wet umbrella a few times. He is actually funny this time. Thats good. Then Chetan fought with Kah Keng twice. The second time was pretty funny when chetan stole a pack of twisties from Kah Keng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue here.&lt;br /&gt;Kah Keng: OEI YOU STEAL MY TWISTIES YOU ASSHOLE&lt;br /&gt;Chetan: *His idiotic laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Kah Keng: NOT FUNNY YOU $#$#$#$!! SOMEMORE UNZIP MY BAG&lt;br /&gt;Chetan:*His idiotic laugh* sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Chetan you stupid lar, you go steal his twisties without permission! You want then ask him la!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Andy, Stealing is WITHOUT PERMISSION. How can someone give you permission to steal his stuff!&lt;br /&gt;*Boys Laugh*&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;We cheered the loudest. yeah Temasek did cheer the loudest. But guess who won. DUNMAN HIGH. Reason? Because the judges were in the shelter with them. So they thought that Dunman cheered the loudest. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was pretty fun cheering for our school. But there are too many horrible things that has happened that offsets the balance. It could have been the best Sports meet ever. Too bad it was never to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114493588931651078?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114493588931651078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114493588931651078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114493588931651078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114493588931651078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114485229700040999</id><published>2006-04-12T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:31:40.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh CHOO!</title><content type='html'>I got the flu! It stinks and I can't do anything right with it. I just gooo AHHH CHOOO!!! And Our sports meet is tomorrow. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114485229700040999?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114485229700040999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114485229700040999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114485229700040999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114485229700040999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahh-choo.html' title='Ahh CHOO!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114475773141661931</id><published>2006-04-11T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T05:15:31.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAH</title><content type='html'>Today was an interesting day Indeed.  I'm quite upset about my chinese marks but my teacher asks me to learn slower and don't hurry. And then for TAF club we got a mercenary teacher intending to kill us. 10 times up and down the stairs ( 3 storeys) 20 pushups, 50 crunches and 20 alternate leg thrusts. Clearly hell. Then science and there was a test. I forgot what an oscillation and a period is. Crappit. Things are not going well for me but i hope I will pass. I went to tuition and expected everything to be sooo difficult. But NO! Crappit! All those basic questions! I FORGOT ABOUT THEM!! NOESS! Then after that was Lit.. OH CRAP I FORGOT ABOUT MY HOMEWORK! I'm gonna go do after i finish this post. Then during lunch time, these two good friends of mine, one real fat, one average were bored and so was I and we decided to have a little game called "wobblin" which the idea is to push each other by hitting shoulder to shoulder. But we changed the rules and then poked each other madly. Then i wobbled them. The average one thought he would have enough fun now and left. Then left me and the fatter guy. We wobbled each other madly and then, *WOBBLE* I wobbled him and he fell on the ground and hit someone who was eating LOL. But it was fun yes. Then Air Rifle training got cancelled. CANCELLED I SAY!!! NOOOO!!!! Really I feel so sad. Then next week then we can only shoot...but tomorrow we get released early because it is speech day hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new song has captured my attention!! I like the tune and lyrics. Really nice. Its the song on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, We're Going Down by Fall Out Boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114475773141661931?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114475773141661931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114475773141661931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114475773141661931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114475773141661931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahah.html' title='HAHAH'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114446944278002260</id><published>2006-04-07T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T21:10:42.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rargh</title><content type='html'>Alright I'm gonna write a book. Serious but then its not gonna be a good one.May take me 1 year to finish it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm Doing Now: Listening to Modern Rock  #02&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114446944278002260?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114446944278002260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114446944278002260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114446944278002260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114446944278002260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/rargh.html' title='Rargh'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114431489752602111</id><published>2006-04-06T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T02:14:57.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Are Me</title><content type='html'>Well these few days, I feel so stupid. Firstly, Some people have been noticing that I am My Sister's brother and I don't live up to her looks.  Well nevermind then. I excel my sister in many ways, so yeah they don't know that and nevermind. Second, I've been drawing breadman over everything thats mine. And all my friends call it stupid. Third, I've been a little absent minded lately and seem to be acting wierdly and I hear comments. Stupid people insulting others. I bet this happens to them before. I think I am going to write a book. If i feel like it. Yeah..... Nothing much to post.... awaiting air rifle session eagerly. Gonna go read other blogs and just randomly think of some other stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114431489752602111?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114431489752602111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114431489752602111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114431489752602111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114431489752602111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupid-are-me.html' title='Stupid Are Me'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114395489062397671</id><published>2006-04-01T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:14:50.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. Nothing else to post today. Still missing all my primary school friends. I'm a nostalogic person, whatever that means, mull over the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fav. Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. The Fallen ---- Franz Ferdinand-- You Could Have It So Much Better&lt;br /&gt;#2.Walk Away---Franz Ferdinand--You Could Have It So Much Better&lt;br /&gt;#3. Feeling This---Blink 182--Blink 182 Greatest Hits&lt;br /&gt;#4. Feel Good Inc.---Gorrillaz---Demon Days&lt;br /&gt;#5. Clint Eastwood---Gorrillaz&lt;br /&gt;#6. Evil &amp;amp; a Heathen---Franz Ferdinand--You Could Have It So Much Better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be long so only Until #6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review of Show: So You Think You Can Dance?&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3/10 Stars---&gt; Retarded&lt;br /&gt;Review: This Show is totally rubbish as far as it goes. The auditions will be stupid. There is no way to judge dance. It only refers to the persons preference. The judge may not like tango or salsa or whatever. Even if they dance well they won't be allowed to join. So this show is crap. But will be nice to follow. The contestants are the only thing keeping this barely above the point of retarded and stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114395489062397671?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114395489062397671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114395489062397671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114395489062397671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114395489062397671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/meh.html' title='meh'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114388954254996531</id><published>2006-04-01T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T03:05:42.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>Our school held a musical at the kallang theartre on friday. Its called Brothers. Its about 2 brothers(Duh) Separated during birth by war. One of the brothers, was captured and sent to the netherlands(the brother is from Indonesia,Jakarta) as a slave. He grew up with some other stupid crap prince which made fun of him all the time. He then had a relationship with a princess called miliminea or something.... The father was of course angry but allowed them to marry each other. Then the other brother stayed in jakarta and prepared to attack the dutch(Dutch Controlled at that time). The slave boy was made to a rear admiral and is supposed to supress the attack by the indonesians. The two brothers met and then they talk all the reunion crap and stuff... then they have marraige together. The ending was crap. I was expecting the princess father to shoot both brothers and take his own life or something. The indonesian brother part was rushed, they didn't make it long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review:7/10&lt;br /&gt;Barely to the point of stupidness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114388954254996531?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114388954254996531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114388954254996531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114388954254996531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114388954254996531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/04/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114355395575491638</id><published>2006-03-28T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T05:52:35.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Something good to talk about there! Well sure did something to me. Well today, Tuesday, was one of the most exciting day of my life, of course, in 2 weeks of course. So today, I was supposed to bring the Geography Project disc and give it to our geography teacher but then... As you guys all know, I FORGOT! So my project group members were like OMG OMG WHERES THE DISC What THE HECK HAX!!! So i was like OMG IM SORRY!  And so, I had to make my father drive all the way to school to give me the project discs. Too bad i can't say thank you to him until he comes back from work. And also, Air Rifle today was preetty good. We started to wear jackets(Air Rifle Jackets mind you, extremely uncomfortable to wear) and it was soo supporting, I hit 3 bullseye because of it! WoohoooO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, tragedy struck!! OH NOESSS!!! 2 Girls from my class whom are from Girl Guide said Girl Guides suck and they want to try to join Air Rifle. So when they came in, my teacher was like, Hey come over here, i need to speak to you privately. So like OMG! Why did they come here! How come they want to join! How they know about this! Well so i told him. Then he asked me some questions about their behavior and other stuff....well it went pretty...so-so . So when they came, I became little stupid coach for the day!! Well its fun actually.  Then some people said don't act lahZ! Well acting is all part of it ain't it? Actually, its fun being the leader. Maybe I can do so much more. Bleh. So one of them shot well, the other one didn't shoot very well, and had no chance of going into air rifle, I'm being honest. The 1st one shot really well for a 1st timer. better than some of the girls in Air Rifle. I think my teacher is pissed off with me because he didn't remember seeing them for the 2nd trail and he thinks that why did they come here if they didn't even reach that standard. Well, I can see why hes pissed. I would be too! Well after that I  had a chat about air rifle with the first girl.  We talked about blah would she get in blah would the other girl get in BLAH how did I shoot BLAH BLAH BLAH the Enviroment BLAH BLAH BLAH. yeah I guess thats whats interesting for today...well WHAT? What were you expecting? Mega Dinosaur eating up our school or something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114355395575491638?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114355395575491638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114355395575491638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114355395575491638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114355395575491638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally_28.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114329910591677868</id><published>2006-03-25T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T07:05:06.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Stupid.</title><content type='html'>People are unable to see, with their feeble little eyes, that war is everywhere. People, like the protesters who want to stop the Iraqi war are, brainless. They do not see that war is already in their country. Wars which are not noticed. Like their superiors, or equals at work, their rivals at school. The companies at war. People never stop and think about wars. How they are formed.  Gundam Seed: Destiny does have a little bit of teaching. I remember a certain character saying this: There are people who want wars. Those people are Firearm manufacturers. If there is no war, there is no business, so while others hope for the end of war, they are secretly hoping for more,for business. Some even go to the extent to cause War, for their own profit." Thats the line that was stuck in my thinking.  People think war is a bad thing, but actually, ALMOST THE WHOLE POPULATION HOPES FOR WAR, without knowing it. Example, there is only 1 company in this world, manufacturing something, then, consumers start to complain, saying there is not enough variety,  so another manufacturer appears, starting business and a whole range of other similar items to challenge the 1st manufacturer. The people rejoice. This is really a serious issue. And also the War between religions, and races. Wars will never end, unless the world is void of creatures able to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114329910591677868?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114329910591677868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114329910591677868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114329910591677868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114329910591677868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-stupid.html' title='I am Stupid.'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114325682816227982</id><published>2006-03-24T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:20:28.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>So now i decided that I have Air Rifle to talk about but only tuesday or friday. So on Firday, i got my first real bullseye but then i was shivering all over because on that day we went to a Air-Conditioned Air Rifle range. Yeahh but then all the other shots are not even close. This week has been very boring. Nothing to write about. Absoulutely nothing......BLEH!!!! Seriously....... NOT EVEN MY GAMES!! There is nothing new to complain about, except that there are boring teachers. OHH YEAHH! I got my new Physics teacher. His name is Mr. Lokman and he likes making fun of my fatness...hahaha. Other than that nothing else is new. Gotta wait....for that something....something to blog about!!!!! DAMMIT ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114325682816227982?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114325682816227982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114325682816227982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114325682816227982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114325682816227982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114294694365138777</id><published>2006-03-21T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T05:15:43.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>The links are not working. DO NOT CLICK. Sorry to Shirin and Janjira(REAL SORRI). And also i have a lit test tomorrow. SHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114294694365138777?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114294694365138777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114294694365138777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114294694365138777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114294694365138777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114285291120030883</id><published>2006-03-20T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:08:31.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEH!</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to post today. Except that i designed my game for english. Will be taking pictures of it when i update on Wednesday. Life is so boring theres nothing to blog about. At least Shirin has Aman and Jan has Beatles and i don't have anything. BLEH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114285291120030883?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114285291120030883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114285291120030883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114285291120030883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114285291120030883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/meh.html' title='MEH!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114260797340208520</id><published>2006-03-17T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:06:13.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like i said, updated 2 times a week. I don't really like blogging a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week has been pretty great since it is a holiday. But then we got 3 projects and have a bit of a time squeeze.So far my group has finished 2. I got my sim card registered and i really want a new handphone...argh! But then when i was taking the MRT home, the train was packed and then i was sitting down right? Then 2 blonde foreign women came into the carriage, with 2 huge bags of.....stuff. I felt pretty bad as i didn't give up my seat, I guess i was too shy or something. So the most interesting thin g that happened to me is today.... well Lydia Tan Lay Tiap was in my project group with another girl and me with another boy. She told me to meet her at the Tampines Library at 10, When she told the other members at 12. So i came two hours earlier. Pretty shitty time i tell you. And there is no cybercafe to spend my time in, so i have to waste my money at the arcade. 2 HOURS! I mean, 2 hours alone with a boy is also going to be better......well a girl too.... but i was stuck there ALOOOONNNEEE for 2 hours. Yeah. So walking around at TM felt queer. Anyway, i got my project discussion done and i will come up with the draft soon. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the week -~ Franz Ferdinand ---- Do You Want To&lt;br /&gt;Most Missed Friend Of The Week --- Janjira, Macric, Shirin, Darren, Keith&lt;br /&gt;The Best Thing That Happened To Me --- Andrew goes to the same tuition as me. YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114260797340208520?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114260797340208520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114260797340208520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114260797340208520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114260797340208520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/like-i-said-updated-2-times-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114225052676265889</id><published>2006-03-13T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T03:48:47.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang</title><content type='html'>Alright, reason I didn't update, I was at  Air Rifle Camp for 2 days and i just returned. BTW the camp kicks ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Life was pretty normal. I got my progress report and gave it to my sister but i wonder where she left it. Maybe it's in her bag. So i went for my CCA(Yay) and I really pity those people who didn't get into the CCA of their choice. Here I am Shooting all day long and I don't mind to shoot more and the other people wishing they could go home. Anyway, My skills improved. Like way seriously. Now I keep hitting the black circle most of the time. VERY close to the bullseye.Sweet. So it was pretty fun but the Sec One's  are not having our special monthly shoot at Safra Yishun with the seniors and i think we will go on another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Air Rifle Camp, i got to meet my seniors, know them and We went dragon boating!! WHOOPPEEE! IT was reallly fun and also we got to swim in the river(kallang) The water was like Cold but then it was great! But the only thing bothering me is i can't feel anything below my feet and I was a bit afraid the life jacket would come loose. BUT, I am a swimmer training to get my gold star cert thingy and I think i would survive if the jacket came off. I got sunburned. On my face and I didn't realise it till nightfall. I touched my face and OWW! And we sorta played captainball all day!! YEAHHH!! And we played many games organised by our seniors and some of them are quite disgusting but real fun! And we also watched The Wig late at night. Its a horror movie and pretty scary, I don't like horror movies! And the next day, erm, MORE CAPTAINSBALL!!! And then after we break camp MORE CAPTAINSBALL. Then I went home. Yeah thats it. What were you expecting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated, 2 times every week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER HAD AN ARTICLE IN THE SUNDAY TIMES NEWSPAPER!! PLEASE READ IT! AND THEY SPELT ZHI YIN AS ZHIYIN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114225052676265889?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114225052676265889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114225052676265889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114225052676265889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114225052676265889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/bang.html' title='Bang'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114180664942696983</id><published>2006-03-08T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:30:49.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WALAU!</title><content type='html'>Alright so i  got over my bro incident and i feel ready to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Zhan Hui knows about my blog. So hes gonna know about everything I do. Whatever. Alright so i get one of the highest for Eng. 22/30 for my compo. Its about one of the highest. Then i was complaining to teacher say why she give me so low(Read, I AM ONE O THE HIGHEST) then she ask me dont be so proud. I NEED THE MARKS. I'm gonna get D7 for Chi, C6 for maths, C6 for lit. So I NEED THE MARKS. I really really need the marks. But then I'm very VERY VERY Worried. Although I'm not the last in class(Shocks me that there are people worse than me) I'm seriously worried. Flunking maths was not supposed to be so I'm pretty pissed. Never mind. The next test i will, I promise myself, get at least, 90/100. Or something like that. I'm pissed now. Thats gonna make me study hard. Normally people say Sec 1 results are not important. I think it is. And I'm gonna bloody make a comeback.......I Hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114180664942696983?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114180664942696983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114180664942696983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114180664942696983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114180664942696983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/walau.html' title='WALAU!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114174260276583380</id><published>2006-03-07T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T06:43:22.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why did I Post that on Earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MY  bloody stupid little brother,  WHO TOLD MY COUSIN(Zhan Hui) About my damn blog. WHICH HE WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.He did it at my Grandmother's house. AND HE INVITED EVERYONE TO SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I was right there, LOOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I think I'm going to stop blogging. I don't think i am in the mood to blog much anymore. I'm not those kind of people who wants others to read their blog. So yeah maybe I will stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to tell you, I Got 18/20 for english oral and 19 half /30 for science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114174260276583380?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114174260276583380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114174260276583380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114174260276583380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114174260276583380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-did-i-post-that-on-earlier-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114155998879618215</id><published>2006-03-05T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T03:59:48.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to my bro</title><content type='html'>To hell with you. I wish you die a horrible death, get hit by a car, smashed into a tree, cut into half, thrown into the grinder, cooked, grilled chopped into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To Hell with you, ASSHOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114155998879618215?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114155998879618215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114155998879618215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114155998879618215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114155998879618215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/heres-to-my-bro.html' title='Here&apos;s to my bro'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114121030524616730</id><published>2006-03-01T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T02:51:48.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mahopa.de/bilder/funny-forum-pictures/funny-room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 258px;" src="http://mahopa.de/bilder/funny-forum-pictures/funny-room.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I randomly found on the web. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114121030524616730?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114121030524616730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114121030524616730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114121030524616730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114121030524616730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-i-randomly-found-on-web.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114120957003251468</id><published>2006-03-01T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T02:52:29.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlaBlaBla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crap D&amp;T Teachers, go the heck away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a damn bad experience with my D&amp;amp;T Teacher. First of all, he helped the girls do their D&amp;T by DEMOSTRATING. Thats damned unfair. I mean, ALL WERE GIRLS. NO BOYS. WE HAD TO DO IT OURSELVES. That sucks so yeah i thought that it didnt matter. Then i used a cutting machine and i cut it wrongly(Shit) then i was standing beside the machine thinking of how to fix the problem then he shouts at me. BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: HEY YOU DON'T USE THE MACHINE&lt;br /&gt;Me:Huh? Hey I'm just standing beside it----&lt;br /&gt;Him: STOP USING THE MACHINE&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey What!?!? I wasn't using---&lt;br /&gt;HIm: GET BACK TO YOUR PLACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Him: WHEN I SAY DONT USE THE MACHINE(He Didn't) AND YOU DISOBEY ME&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm NOT USING IT!&lt;br /&gt;Him: I'm GOING TO GIVE YOU A ZERO!!&lt;br /&gt;Me:WHAT?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scolds me and the girl was still using the damn machine. AND I WAS JUST STANDING BESIDE THE MACHINE. That D&amp;amp;T Teacher also taught my sister. She hates him too. Then before we went into the workshop, we had a D&amp;T test THAT HE DIDN'T REVISE WITH US ON. And he blames us for not remembering WHAT HE DIDNT REMIND US TO REMEMBER( The acronym GRP was the short form for something i forgot but then he only said the full thing about TWICE AND HE SCOLDS US) . Our D&amp;amp;T is split into 2 classes one upstairs(My Class) One downstairs. The class downstairs are having so damn lot of fun while we have to watch our teacher scold us for no reason. The people downstairs can do whatevery they want. We have to follow the Teacher's way. Damn. Let's hope this doesn't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I went for Air Rifle practice and the coach(Which i said sucks a few blog posts before) Said i was improving and she encouraged me. yay. I completed my Oral Test and it went smoothly, nothing wrong but then i was trembling and it was noticable(Yeah laugh all you want) . Tomorrow going to have Maths and Eng Compre test. I think they both are going to be difficult.&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/21958406-114120957003251468?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114120957003251468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114120957003251468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114120957003251468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114120957003251468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/03/blablabla.html' title='BlaBlaBla'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114088035797280630</id><published>2006-02-25T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T07:12:37.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Farewell, Mr Rajaratnam 1915-2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Singaporeans are ignorant. Many of them don't even know who Mr. Rajaratnam is. And  yet on TV, all you hear is "Mr. Rajaratnam has done many things for Singapore" when they do not even know what those things are. And Singaporeans is also referring to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.club-siemens.net/galleries/s88/s88_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 226px;" src="http://www.club-siemens.net/galleries/s88/s88_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School Da Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the phone. Yes the big one to the side. Its called BenQ- Siemens S88. I think it looks real good. And it has a very good display and camera. School is fun. WE got scolded and I didn't get picked to do oral on friday so that means i have 2 more days to practice. But then I have a mother toungue test on monday. So still no time to practice. There is no Air Rifle on Friday (DAMN) it got cancelled so me and a few of my friends who also had no CCA that day went to McDonalds for a little get together. One my friends did not have enough money and all his food is at the counter and the waitress was waiting for him to pay(LOL). We got a good laugh and then he went back to the table sadly. Actually his whole meal was $6++ but then he had 5.20 in his EZ-Link(LOL). So he dropped the fries, downsized the coke to the $1(Pathethic heheehehehe) and he could eat! He bought TWO DOUBLE CHEESEBURGERS! And he eats them both in like, 5 minutes together with the coke. Thats wayyy lot. We had a little get together and talked about all this and that.. which teacher we like the most, you know what boys talk about. I got ketchup on my white shirt. An Outstanding stain.Meh. My days in Secondary School seem a lot better. Well, its going to take a turn for the worse when i know my friends better and talk more and forget to do my homework more, yes, going to be a heck of a time. But on Thursday, we were lining outside the classroom preparing to have our maths lesson. And then like because the Boys toilet on the fourth floor(Our Classroom Floor) and the door is ALWAYS OPEN(No boy dares to use the urinal) WE SPOTTED SOME GIRLS INSIDE!!! LOLOL!!! And then one boy ran out and he went " HAHAHA THERE IS GIRLS INSIDE THE TOILET HAHAHAHA" And then the girls were like, "HEY CHER!! YOU NOT DISCIPLINE MASTER YOU KAOPEI FOR WHAT!" Then they said he was a Ah Gua(I can't stand it but, HEHEHE). Then after class was ALIVE lesson. Yeah that strict teacher that our class liked a lot? Yeah he is a discipline master and then we told him about the incident. WOOOOHOOOO so like the girls and the boys involved in the incident were pretty well, Wierd to tell us the class they were from(HAHAHAHAHA) and he made the whole class stay back and outside the Room(Its air-conditioned) and he got one of the eyewitness from their class to write all names of those involved and what they have done, on the whiteboard and then later, the teacher rubs it away and then asked him to write it on a piece of fullscape paper and TO WRITE HIS NAME ON IT. Poor guy, gonna get attacked by the people in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on Monday, I Promise!(Wellllll maybe not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/21958406-114088035797280630?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114088035797280630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114088035797280630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114088035797280630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114088035797280630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/heck.html' title='Heck'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114059736094994004</id><published>2006-02-22T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:36:02.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T3h</title><content type='html'>There is no love without hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My School Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey sweet i didn't get scolded today. Lessons were pretty good and the teachers were in a good mood. Didn't blog yesterday because didn't had the mood to.Our school had something called Independent Study period and then we can do all our homework! Sweet stuff but sometimes when we have none, it really gets boring. My ALIVE teacher was the teacher to watch over us today and he got realllly pissed. Just one whisper and he notices you, your a goner. Like stand on stage with your back facing the students and stay back till 4.30pm. Not good but i wasn't talking so yeah!I think many people in the class are sexists...and the school wants us to be? Like 4 tables 2 for boys 2 for girls so they are, making us sexist. Unlike during Pri School where Everyone sat together and chit chat, boy-girl girl-boy Mr Zad to us. And talking about science during pri schl with mr zad, Ben , Jan , Ting En who always got made fun of by Mr Zad, and also Joyce who also got made fun of by Mr. Zad.  Talking about School Life in Sec School is like very "boring. Like the boys would girl "Hey you know that teacher is lousy lahh scold me walau" and all that other crap. And i found out that most of the time a teacher scolds me i am like, whatever. I have a oral test tomorrow. topic is about blogs. Interesting stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update If I wanna. Typing doesn't seem so good anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Air-Rifle training i got scolded by the coach for holding the gun in the wrong position. In front of everyone so that pissed me off. Then she forced me to secure the rifle butt against my shoulder very hard and it hurts. BAD. She said it was my fault and I was like Ya Ya Okay.... Well then i tried not to hold so hard. And i shot better. But then my coach shouldn't have done that to me. I'm not an expert shooter which shoot bullseyes all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114059736094994004?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114059736094994004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114059736094994004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114059736094994004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114059736094994004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/t3h.html' title='T3h'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114042955196441291</id><published>2006-02-20T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:59:11.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breadman</title><content type='html'>What is the definition of beauty?What is the definition of ugly? Nobody Knows. They just keep using the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really nothing  interesting to write about. So will not really be updating until something interesting happens. www.1resilience06.blogspot.com My class blog and it totally rubbish.They post crap but nevertheless, something to read about.  Lesson totally sucks. Nothing interesting happens. For english i didnt complete my comprehension. Crap. And then after school we have to stay back until 5 for this lesson which was about....well i dont wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update when something interesting happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114042955196441291?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114042955196441291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114042955196441291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114042955196441291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114042955196441291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/breadman.html' title='Breadman'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-114008561058705620</id><published>2006-02-16T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:26:50.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fats</title><content type='html'>Spacebar Elllmooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time where all your sibling's friends hate you. Well that happened to me and that really felt bad. I feel so bad. I don't want my sister to lose my friends because of me.I don't say that to my sister. Saying that is very bad. I don't know what she would do to me. I feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson rocks as usual. For our art period we learned how to use abdobe photoshop and it was good. We practiced with a rubber duckie and I duplicated it so many times its like agent smith you know? The thousands of them in revolutions?yeah. Then i brushed on some sunglasses and then put some words and i'm done. It looks really nice tho. Our english teacher got really pissed off you know? We were like doing our work. LOUDLY and then she just couldn't stand it anymore. She changed our places and everyone was as scared as hell. We sit in rows of 4's so one girl one boy and etc.etc. But then my row was the one which didn't change places because there were four more boys than girls. I WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM MY CLASS MANAGER. I WAS SO EAGER TO CHANGE!!! MEH!!! For maths, i didn't bring my file. I didn't bring my textbook either. Damn!!! So like the teacher was pretty pissed but he didnt show it. he gave me 2 demerits . we get 60 every year. LOLOLOL. But then i wasn't happy I don't want to be the only person with a OKAY conduct. He told me write 4 pages of "I will not forget to bring my textbook" and " I will not forget to bring my file". I was like OMG!!! I was pretty pissed but then after the lesson was ISP one of my fav periods. It talks to us about values. It is pretty nice and i enjoyed the teacher. He is a gooood teacher. Everybody likes him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go home but my friend invited me to walk around bedok central to go window shopping. yeaeh i went but then it was pretty boring. Then he said another 2 girls are coming. It happened to be his friend and i saw her before. I was with another guy called Anura. Then we went to KFC to grab a bite but i wasnt hungry and besides i havent got enough money. So i went to do my 4 pages. And then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we also went to the library and i saw this book about war. It was very interesting but it was just a reference book and i couldn't borrow it. I read about 1/10 of it and then had to leave. Really quite a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my sis doesn't kill me when she comes home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-114008561058705620?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/114008561058705620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=114008561058705620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114008561058705620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/114008561058705620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/fats.html' title='The fats'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113999088548229173</id><published>2006-02-14T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:08:05.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!</title><content type='html'>I Think Too Much&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness is caused by happiness.Without happiness there will be no unhappiness and vice versa. I don't know how to explain it. You should be able to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BANG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay i got my first proper air rifle lesson on tuesday!! SWEEET!!! I fired about 60 pellets. The rifle is around 6kg. so raising the gun 60 times = 6 X 60 = 360Kg. Man it was goood. My coach said it was impossible to shoot a bullseye without a rifle suit. Well i might not be able to get a bullseye now but next time i will be able to!!! My day at school was as normal as usual. I still think about my primary school friends. They are unforgettable. I got scolded for D&amp;T because the teacher was pretty fierce and has a *I don't care about you I want to just get this over and done with* Attitude. So he scolded us for not being able to do the PAGES HE DID NOT TELL US TO DO. Thats bullsh**. I mean, he expects us to finish the damn book or something?He made us do 20 pushups for not bring our apron. Well the workshop part was fun. Sawing wood was pretty crap as sawdust flew around. Lucky me didn't get hit. I LOVE MY LIT LESSONS!!! They are so fun!!! Our teacher is a chinese HINDU!! Thats like, OMG!! But then shes good at lit. VERY GOOD. And during lesson we heard another class clapping and cheering and she goes GO GO CLAP LOUDER AND CHEER!!! And then we just went crazy clapping and cheering and then quiet down and waited for them and they really were challenging us LOL. So we cheered back and we woN!!!! And during english lesson we did that too but its another teacher and the cheer was initiated by a student. Way fun day. But our geog teacher was in a bad mood.  I got back without getting scolded even though i am a Blur king!!! Some girls call me sotong. Lol. This makes me think of Jia Jie...GORILLA!! HAHA. I wish there was someone like him but then he would be considered a childish moron by my eng teacher and would get shouted at. For valentine's day our teacher didn't give us any chocolates and anything...Like all the other classes had chocolates and flowers!! Given by the teachers!! And it seems that flowers are for girls and chocolates are for guys. Crappit!!! Anywayw my day went pretty well and i'm hoping it will always go well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113999088548229173?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113999088548229173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113999088548229173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113999088548229173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113999088548229173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/update.html' title='Update!!!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113966930528313137</id><published>2006-02-11T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T06:48:25.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>I Think Too Much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a bed of nails,In between them are marshmallows. You will never feel the marshmellows.&lt;br /&gt;To Improve yourself, You MUST HATE yourself for whatever you are.If you love yourself, you are never ever going to improve. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I went out with about 10 girls, and me and one boy. It went pretty well except my legs were sore from all the walking. We went bowling first, we played about 1 game each then we went to TM. We went to the arcade to play and wanted to watch a movie but then no. We went to the basement, buy some food.....they stole about half a packet of Taiwanese Chicken from me. No problem.They went to the neoprint store in the shopping mall near TM? I forgot name. They were inside the neoprint store for about 1hour, me and my friend just went to the other arcade to play. Then we wanted to find the girls because they mysteriously dissapeared and i saw SHIRIN! That made my day. It was good to find a old friend again. Her Sis is kind of...well SHORT.We had a short talk. It was nice. She was still that someone i know. Unlike some others who have completely changed.IN A BAD WAY. My cross country went pretty crappy, got i think bottom 20th. It was okay because I'm fat. Overall everything was great. Hanging out with the girls are sort of.......well......fun?? No i'm not going to become a sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think all my sis friend hates me. Weelll i seen them in tampines mall and was sort of rude to my sis. So i think they hate me...no matter. I hate myself so i can improve ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113966930528313137?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113966930528313137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113966930528313137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113966930528313137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113966930528313137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113947270401386331</id><published>2006-02-08T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T00:11:44.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D'oh!</title><content type='html'>Lalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a mildy interesting day... Firstly during assembly, I had to sit with all the girls, like really away from the boys.... Here's how we sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front to back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|Boys|&lt;br /&gt;|        |&lt;br /&gt;|        |&lt;br /&gt;|        |&lt;br /&gt;|        |&lt;br /&gt;|Girls|&lt;br /&gt;|        |&lt;br /&gt;|        |&lt;br /&gt;|ME|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during assembly i had nobody to talk to at all. Great way to start the day. Then after assembly, i forgot to take my nike water bottle.......Very good way to start the day. Weee its art lesson! We were outside of the Art Room and i was standing slightly out of the line. And my art teacher pulled me out. And he said i was blocking the way. I mean what the heck???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|  |&lt;br /&gt;|  |&lt;br /&gt;|  |&lt;br /&gt;| -&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously what the heck? Well at least he didnt scold me much.. then another guy was doing nothing at all and then he just said YOU! stand outside for 5 minutes!!! And he was like, HUH?HEY WHAT!?!?! Alright i think i said enough about this part but the most stupidest thing, was he punished some guy for no reason. He was just writing his name on the artpiece. WRITING HIS NAME ON THE ART PIECE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after art was recess(Art 2 hours long) And i had to go to TAF club...and then i just remembered I did not receive my cross-country one way bus ticket.So when I asked for it from my class manager, SCOLDED ME. SCOLDED ME FOR NOT RECEIVING IT. Alright fine. Increase my hate for him even more. So i talked to him nicely, ask him to help me get MY ticket which I PAID FOR and he kept shouting at me. I was seriously thinking of strangling him. But no,  doing that would mean absoulutely death for me. English lesson was great. We went to the library to look for blooks and then i found "Freaky Friday". I didn't watch the movie so i borrowed the book. It was only about 150+ pages long. After English lesson was science, chemistry but nothing interesting happened so there. I got my ticket at lunch, goody. Maths lesson was a pain in the ass as it was a test. I lost about 5 marks out of 40 which is pretty good. Time for ISP and then home. TO HOME I SAY HOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About our cross country:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be 3.5Km long....I 'm gonna die and come in last. I can only jog for 1.2Km MAX! Altough 1.2 is a great improvement from my Pri school days( I'm fat remember?) It still isn't enough. Oh help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Now: Blink 182 feeling this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Pri school friends. Here's the list of the ppl i miss a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah&lt;br /&gt;Macric&lt;br /&gt;Janjira(^_^)&lt;br /&gt;Joyce&lt;br /&gt;Lynette&lt;br /&gt;Xin Tian&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Seah and See&lt;br /&gt;Shirin&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASICALLY EVERYONE!!! I miss you guys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Tomorrow is my cross country. I hope i don't die trying to complete it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I could teach a baby that every ugly woman is a pretty woman and every pretty woman is a ugly woman and when it grows up it would say an ugly woman is pretty. Facinating Stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113947270401386331?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113947270401386331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113947270401386331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113947270401386331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113947270401386331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/doh.html' title='D&apos;oh!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113939473395985001</id><published>2006-02-08T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T02:32:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>What is love? I have not yet received the answer. People can just say that the guy in titanic who died because he loved his girl so much and that is true love. HOW DO THEY KNOW. This has been pissing me off you know. I still don't know if anyone has the answer. Human Emotions. How can anyone even understand them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music now: Blink 182 : M+M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it turned out pretty alright at the start. My mother tongue teacher said that although my chinese is bad my pronouncations are okay. That kinda made my day. Then I went for my lit lesson. Well the teacher is a very nice one but then she shouts very loud. So i got past lit class which is good. Then recess and its time for TAF Club(Yes I'm fat just don't laugh) and we got to play basketball!!! The other students envy all the TAF members cuz they could play games. Then all the other outsiders joined. UNTIL THERE WERE LIKE 50 PEOPLE!!! IT was stupid... that kind of pissed me off.... Well thats what i have to say today. And there was this guy in my school who was treating all the girls to a movie and to bowling....WTH!!!  Its gonna cost him about 300 bucks. I think I'm going too...he invited the boys but then they didn't want to come... but then its gonna be awkward... I mean i have done this before... me and 2 girls... but then its like 10 girls.. I think.....this is gonna be very awkward....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113939473395985001?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113939473395985001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113939473395985001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113939473395985001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113939473395985001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113921691497458223</id><published>2006-02-06T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T01:08:34.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Day Another Migraine(Spongebob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was totally horrible. I have a chinese test tomorrow and my stupid teacher does not eve nknow how to explain what we are supposed to learn.And we learned how to use our school's forum but then before that i we already know how. Nothing much to report. Wish me luck on my test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113921691497458223?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113921691497458223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113921691497458223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113921691497458223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113921691497458223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-day-another-migrainespongebob.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113914408171478493</id><published>2006-02-05T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T06:43:46.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap It!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is like any other Sunday. I did not do my homework, my mom scolds me and all that other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question that has been bugging me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you tell love, from like, from crush? What does it mean when people say i love you? What do they know about love?Bugging me ever since....ever since pri 3.......I guess we will never know...The mysteries of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a spider spins a web without anyone teaching it how to make one, it isn't considered a miracle. Smaller things like human accomplishments are considered miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song I Want To Listen To : Derailed EP by vARnish. You probably don't know what song is that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113914408171478493?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113914408171478493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113914408171478493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113914408171478493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113914408171478493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/crap-it-today-is-like-any-other-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113910886706196006</id><published>2006-02-04T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T19:07:47.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*None*</title><content type='html'>Crushes and Whatsnot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you identify a crush, from like, from love? Thats the question that has beeen bothering me. In Primary school days we always used to tease people that they love/have crush on this guy or girl. Now they have crushes and boyfriends/girlfriends. It's our turn to tease them but then its not that fun anymore. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another typical day. Nothing special really happens, except that i know i have a confirmed spot in Shooting Club(Air Rifle) Whoopeee! But then again canoeing seems to be fun too.... I got made fun of by Lydia again, every day she would say i would like this girl bla bla bla and all that rubbish. And there isn't a single malay girl in my class. At least, I think. The boys in the class, some of them are idiots, pointing middle finger at the teacher when they are not looking, Just tap their shoulder and they will go "F***K You" The boys seem to have gotten worse. Even the short little guys are hot tempered. Boys will be boys!!! And when they don't do that, scolding and all that other stuff, they are pretty nice. I got scolded by my Geography teacher because i read my timetable wrongly and brought all the wrong things. Standing for one hour makes your legs feel funny. The projector was not working so we could not do lessons (Yay). After that one of my rich friends, took out his PSP(Playstation Portable) and then we were all like whoa. We took the bus and we got off at bedok interchange. We made a sudden decision and went to mcdonalds to eat. We had a goood long talk. I have never seem to talk this long before, exceptions by Macric and Shirin(Class). Seemingly Normal day. I wish for something abnormal to happen, like a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Feel Like Crap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113910886706196006?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113910886706196006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113910886706196006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113910886706196006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113910886706196006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/none.html' title='*None*'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113907060842047706</id><published>2006-02-04T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T08:30:08.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IWebtunes = spyware</title><content type='html'>I actually wanted to use Iwebtunes for music on my blog. I found out that although it played songs, it infected users who visited the blog to get adware and spyware. For safety of my blog viewers, most likely nobody i have removed it. And also it doesn't work with mozilla firefox so its rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113907060842047706?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113907060842047706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113907060842047706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113907060842047706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113907060842047706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/iwebtunes-spyware.html' title='IWebtunes = spyware'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113906694646940358</id><published>2006-02-04T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T07:29:06.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear friend what happened!</title><content type='html'>Shirin has a boyfriend.It totally shocked me. I didn't check her blog as i promised to, that made me feel bad. Her boyfriend seems fine. I wish her good luck with him and their future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113906694646940358?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113906694646940358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113906694646940358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113906694646940358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113906694646940358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-dear-friend-what-happened.html' title='My dear friend what happened!'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113906684545812995</id><published>2006-02-04T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T07:27:25.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still New</title><content type='html'>Bleh, A blog. Something like a diary. I kind of have nothing to blog right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113906684545812995?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113906684545812995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113906684545812995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113906684545812995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113906684545812995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/still-new.html' title='Still New'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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-21958406.post-113906566148622597</id><published>2006-02-04T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T07:07:41.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W00t</title><content type='html'>My new blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21958406-113906566148622597?l=ha0z1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/feeds/113906566148622597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21958406&amp;postID=113906566148622597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113906566148622597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21958406/posts/default/113906566148622597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ha0z1.blogspot.com/2006/02/w00t.html' title='W00t'/><author><name>Fats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10515272708322611628</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>
