<?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-7944385</id><updated>2011-07-15T11:00:09.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piEceS oF mE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-113897746600257603</id><published>2006-02-03T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:37:46.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a start !</title><content type='html'>i will remember the teacher who told me one thing&lt;br /&gt;" can u pls pronounciate ur words"&lt;br /&gt;i told him it wasnt my fault but the mic's&lt;br /&gt;but he said its the speaker and not the mic fault...&lt;br /&gt;i proved him darn wrong cos i swopped mic..&lt;br /&gt;and my partner had the same problem..&lt;br /&gt;so guess wad... its " ER XIN"...&lt;br /&gt;and thank u cos u pissed me off and i had overcomed my fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... have been gambling throughout the new yr..&lt;br /&gt;be it mahjong, in between or blackjack..&lt;br /&gt;have not won once...&lt;br /&gt;so those  who wanna win money come gamble with me...&lt;br /&gt;cos im realli down on my luck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... my close frens are having dis game...&lt;br /&gt;where we each have to find someone to have dinner 2gether during VDAY...&lt;br /&gt;of course as a group... but still... i have no one in mind... and i dun think anyone wants...&lt;br /&gt;so whoever wants free meal on dat day... msg or call me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113897746600257603?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-113802582844712190</id><published>2006-01-23T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:17:08.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled...</title><content type='html'>the cycle continues,&lt;br /&gt;sch hardly amuse...&lt;br /&gt;p.e had us run and burn our fats,&lt;br /&gt;the day just passed like dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had swimming after school...&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how to throw the safety rope,&lt;br /&gt;and hell i was so screwed...&lt;br /&gt;i swam like a toad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night ends with homework,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes feels very heavy...&lt;br /&gt;i wont wanna be berserk...&lt;br /&gt;so thy shall not do any 2day.. steady!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113802582844712190?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-113775717492010647</id><published>2006-01-20T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T19:39:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im damn pissed !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;urious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;ggressive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R &lt;/strong&gt;esentful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K &lt;/strong&gt;ick some arse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hell yesh dats wad im feeling now... so dun touch me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113775717492010647?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113775717492010647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113775717492010647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113775717492010647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113775717492010647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-damn-pissed.html' title='im damn pissed !'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113768032504646280</id><published>2006-01-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:18:45.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see the light....</title><content type='html'>so the 1st rehearsal for the CNY concert was held ytd... i missed canoe's orientation for J1s.. i missed Drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the CNY script had last min changes n i thot i realli screwed up at some points.. now i realli wonder whether i made the right decision by taking up dis role or notz... i fumble n fumble.. i need more chemistry with eileen... and damn.. the script has to have more chinese conversations.. which means im so gonna be dead... cos my chinese practically sux.. was dead beat as i left sch onli at 9 plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dis morning i had to say an announcement.. its the first in my entire jc years.. at first i was pretty tense.. but once i got up it was alritez... i thot i n eileen didnt quite screw the announcements up.. but to think dat a gp teacher chiong to us after dat to tell eileen dat her grammar sux... my gawd... dat was one of the worst way to start a day.. im stressed the whole week... im lagging behind my studies... alot... i need to reflect on myself.. i need time myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113768032504646280?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113768032504646280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113768032504646280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113768032504646280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113768032504646280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-see-light.html' title='i see the light....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113742730876997842</id><published>2006-01-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T00:01:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im high on drugs!!!</title><content type='html'>ahahaz... i didnt know that running 4.8km during P.E lessons could be so high!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was so afresh for the whole day... like on designer drugs...&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, darn... im starting to get used to changing from my swimming trunks to clothes outside cubicles under the watchful eyes of several ah peks.. ahahaz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113742730876997842?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113742730876997842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113742730876997842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113742730876997842'/><link 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feel sad for a close fren of mine...&lt;br /&gt;life, or rather relationships are complex things&lt;br /&gt;she regretted wad she did...&lt;br /&gt;well she did wad i had done b4...&lt;br /&gt;she walked the same route dat i walked...&lt;br /&gt;all she needs is a 2nd chance...&lt;br /&gt;but somehow she doesnt get dat chance...&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes its hard to pretend dat it nv happen b4&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to let everything go&lt;br /&gt;but life has to go on...&lt;br /&gt;dun cry anymore... sorri i cant cry with u&lt;br /&gt;cos my tears have dried since a yr ago&lt;br /&gt;u have done your best to reciprocate and patch things up&lt;br /&gt;we are proud of u...&lt;br /&gt;i hope u walked out of ur misery...&lt;br /&gt;cos i've experienced it b4... much worst den yours..&lt;br /&gt;i owaes tell my frens to cherish their other half...&lt;br /&gt;cos sometimes u will take things for granted&lt;br /&gt;and u nv know dat actually the one nxt to u is the one u yearn for&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone needs advice.. find me..&lt;br /&gt;not dat im an expert or anithing&lt;br /&gt;cos i have a sad story of myself to share..&lt;br /&gt;n prob, u wld have 2nd thots of breaking up with ur bf/gf...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113689525449161165?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113689525449161165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113689525449161165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113689525449161165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113689525449161165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-sad-ending.html' title='another sad ending....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113681177953012972</id><published>2006-01-09T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:02:59.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DARN MY STAMINA DROPPED AND I RUN LIKE A TORTOISE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM 1/2 KG HEAVIER!!! AHHH.. I HAD BETTER START TRAINING UP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113681177953012972?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113681177953012972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113681177953012972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113681177953012972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113681177953012972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/shagged.html' title='shagged...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113656286298526778</id><published>2006-01-06T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:54:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of orientation... ( back to normal sch)</title><content type='html'>so its the last day of orientation and the end of the first week of sch... its such a long day and im totally shagged... i would like to thank everyone in DAkota : freddie, kieyin, wenchien, farhana,juibian,tala,lennard,puden,chris,yihui,claire,jenrine,su,yuenyin and of course yanping my atl... thanks for giving me something to remember in 2006 which i will keep forever... and of course i would oso like to thank Kutenai.. my tribe.. who didnt realli complain i sux.. ahhaaz.. well i know i do.. n no matter wad decision they make when they take their results.. i wish dem all da best!!! for now... im back to my books... damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113656286298526778?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113656286298526778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113656286298526778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113656286298526778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113656286298526778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-day-of-orientation-back-to-normal.html' title='last day of orientation... ( back to normal sch)'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113646078512549029</id><published>2006-01-05T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:43:12.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of orientation ( some funny things do happen)</title><content type='html'>third day of orientation... hmmm... quite bored lehz the start of the morning cos it was their subject combi day... and i had less time to interact with my tribe, cos now everything functions as a clan... war games was fun... and wet!!! cos it was raining... the game was quite rough and i thot that the different clans took the game too seriously to an extent dat some started to criticise other clan people... what's sportsmanship? and the highlight of the games for me was when a gal from my clan ( quite pretty) defended, grab and speared her opponent to the ground.. it was like thud! and ouch, it must have hurt... everything was in a mess lahz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and quite alot of funny things happen to me these two days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st :ytd ms cheong (my gp teacher) juz included me in her class debating team!!! wth... people who know me shld realise dat i sux at debating, or actually conversing... so imagine a few hundred eyes looking at only u for 5 mins.. i will prob melt lahz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: im going to join the canoeing team... puden agreed and i guess if everything runs smoothly, i will be training with them nxt wed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: haoren juz happen to sabo me... he called me to him in the hall and i thot wad he was up to.. den mdm chitra talked to me.. she went like " i heard u have a large drama background, i have a large production like the SYF coming up.. are u interested?" im like" hmmm... okay... yup sure no problem.." den she was like " thank god.. but can u promise me dat u wld be free on wednesdays 4 - 5 plus..."... i said yesh sure... again.. its funny cos its been a year plus since i last acted in amk.. and im quite rusty already... to have the courage to go on stage is like taking alot out of me since i adopt a pretty low profile in school now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th: xiao wei called me and said it was urgent after orientation... so she n eileen came to talk to me.. they asked whether i could promise first.. as usual.. if its within my capacity.. i would be most pleased to help out... so she started to be serious and explained dat she's doing emcee for chinese new year and her supposedly partner... gerald from superhost doesnt want to take part.. so she asked me whether i was interested... naturally, i was like.. surely u can find other better people around who of course speak better chinese den me!! den the funniest thing is dat she said quite alot of chinese teacher's recommended "Huang JianBin"... i paused for a moment and asked? am i the only jianbin around??den xiao wei addded dat they didnt realise who dat jianbin was till the teachers said dat he was in CLA during his first three months and gave up later.. he oso always hung out with yiyao... i was like wow.. wth... isnt dat me? how could dat be?? my closer frens shld know dat though my basics for chinese is pretty alritez... i simply again cant converse in chinese.. i converse a lil better in english... man!! so again being a yes man.. i told dem to confirm with the teachers whether im the one dey are realli finding... if yes den im cool about it and i will certainly do my best.. but i realli hope people dun compare me to gerald.. cos i certainly will lose!! but still im damn sure dey made a mistake.. ahahaz... laugh it off... i hope chee wee gets it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113646078512549029?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113646078512549029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113646078512549029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113646078512549029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113646078512549029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/3rd-day-of-orientation-some-funny.html' title='3rd day of orientation ( some funny things do happen)'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113636897311903650</id><published>2006-01-04T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T18:02:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day as an ogl... (back 2 sch)</title><content type='html'>its the first day back to sch... im excited becos it shld be fun being an ogl... yet i dread going back to sch.. was late for ogl meeting at 7am in the morning as i waited for 20 mins den a damn cab came... everything was quite rush as we had to help assemble the "freshies" at the parade square... and quite a handful had colourful hair... like i was last yr where i had to see the vice principal for the whole of first week...it was quite funny as it brought back j1 memories where i was still in the green uniform trying veh hard to make new frens in my og.. so i took the grp 14 tag and assembled.. in my line was the young actress who acted as "terry's" sis in "im not stupid"... yup.. she looked "alritez" lorz.. ahahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god the principal's talk was short and sweet... we went to the hall to register.. it was again hilarious to see many blur faces... there was 20-30 mins of icebreakers... i made them intro themselves and had to say their partners' name.. den we played "wacko" and darn... there were alot of "cold moments (leng chang)... so we had to think of some cheers... yes we thot of some and even had a great beat and rythm to it.. but hell when it was time to cheer... u cld only hear two voices frm my tribe.. me and my atl yan ping.. ahahaz.. i took it dat it was normal since its the first time and they are probably "shy".. oh yes.. remembering their names was quite a chore.. i had to write their names quite a few times and link to their faces... so after the icebreakers was the mass dance... i must say that the j1s learnt quite fast despite the tough dance steps, (well at least much faster den me).... but the anti climax thing dat happened was dat i was called up to the back of the hall as there was a problem in the calculation of the money collected for registration... and guess wad.. it wasnt me who collected the money.. quite screwed lahz.. but at least it was sorted out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was lunch time, quite alot of tribe members wandered off with their sec sch frens... so i could only talk and interact with a handful of them during lunch... after lunch was the station games... we kept losing at first becos we lacked teamwork and i was quite pissed lahz.. natural reaction.. and the fact dat they did not cheer made things worst... one of the games which i had forgotten the name of it... required them to memorise steps taken by their teammates and most of them realli screwed dat up... despite dat... i tried to convince myself dat it was the process of playing it and not the results dat matter.. so i told my tribe people dat its their orientation and enjoy every moment of it cos winning is not dat important... wads important is dat at least they tried their best.. so after a few games, they warmed up and started to cheer... G force transfter ( one of the games) was the best... it tickled me as most of them could not get up after rolling a distance.. but they nv gave up and had sportsmanship which i realli salute them for.. the chair game where they had to squeeze together standing on minimal no. of chairs... it was the game where my team bonded most as the gals and guys embraced each other with little signs of discomfort..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dat summarizes the whole of the first day of orientation... i wld like to thank my atl yan ping for her assistance, nv die attitude and motivation... and upon reflection, i think i sux as an ogl...probably its my fault that my group took so long to warm up and i realli hoped dey enjoy the first day.. if they were not to come back to sch the nxt day... lolx.. i oso dunno wad i will do... overall, i enjoyed myself veh much and i hope dat my tribe would be more active and juz let go... im looking forward to get to know my tribesmen betta... :) im tired.. and my throats sore.. i sneezed all the way home from woodlands.. lolx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113636897311903650?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113636897311903650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113636897311903650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113636897311903650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113636897311903650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2006/01/1st-day-as-ogl-back-2-sch.html' title='1st day as an ogl... (back 2 sch)'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113465593840237620</id><published>2005-12-15T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T22:12:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retail therapy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yay... im off to KL in less den 12 hrs... im gonna raid their stores becos its the Malaysian Sale.. ahahaz... im dere for 4 days from 16th to 19th dec... see ya soon everyone... bye bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113465593840237620?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113465593840237620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113465593840237620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113465593840237620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113465593840237620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/12/retail-therapy.html' title='retail therapy...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-113342161836970538</id><published>2005-12-01T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:25:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>borrreedom....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sooo bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when deres sch i always find means to pon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when hols are here.. how i wish i was in school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh... i miss my classmates... everyone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone has their own things to do.. sch, jobs, bf/gf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except me who seem as though i have too much time on my hands..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i go thru the same routine everyday... eat sleep tv gym and swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since im sooo free and dis is the end of the yr.. i shall give a tribute to my classmates of 05A31 who have been with me for the whole of dis yr... slackin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ee Teng (eating?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stuppidd CEDAR gal.. ahahaz.. initially i did not liked her cos she was damn dao.. but after knowing her better we became "gooodd" frens...well dis good fren of mine does nothing but sleep in classes and blush like a tomato.. always quarrel with me... very committed to her CCA i guess and annabelle ( dats obvious)... skinny like some skeleton ( pls eat more lahz) .. nxt yr wont be the same class le.. pls pls study hard gal... and come find us during breaks and eat 2gether lorz.. once a member of 05A31.. always a member of 05A31.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filzah ( treasurer)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a very smart, hardworking gal and fun-loving person... always laugh at charleston's foolishness (well he's realli ston most of the times) yup.. anyway.. all da best to u nxt yr.. i bet u wld get the A's u strived for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ming Yuan ( Lao Gong)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lao Gong! sighs.. always ask me whether wanna go climb mountain! anyway this big-eyed gal is one of the most active and gung ho gal i've seen... she is very funny and sometimes she veh shy de.. she has very broad shoulders and i can wear her uniform... thanks for the recommendation of Vitamilk and take care on ur trip kk... study hard lahz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simin ( Act cute de)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she's not funny at all.. but her laughter is contagious.. always call me kuku cos prob she jealous she doesnt have one.. she is veh determined if she wants to do something well..( for eg. she mugged hard for maths to prove that Ms Chua was wrong) well at least she is a good fren who introduce me to #%^$%&amp; ahahaz... eh better ask me go out study during dec hols kkz... if not i abish u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cindy ( BESt fren = xiao bao)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eh best fren.. wah dis is the one person who stood by me for the whole yr man.. im her advisor/ spy for her bf i guess... she has her own particular set of thinking( stubborn!!!) and has numerous scandals the whole of dis yr... its kinda funny cos most of the times u find her u find me.. or u find me u find her.. lolx.. her results are like super whilst mine is like??? im envious becos she doesnt study yet she scores (naturally smart)... she's terrified of the sun like some zombie and im jealous of her dimples..but but but... she doesnt intro gals to me de.. always give chee wee.. ahahaz joking...anyhow, eh when is the nxt mahjong session... stop working le lahz!!! come jio me go out! ahahaz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiao wei ( PW rep = responsible)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i salute u personally becos u are like sooo responsible until i got nothing to say.. she's very dedicated to her work and whenever i dunno any homework or specifically history, she wont mind teaching me lahz.. her consistency in results is admirable... well watch ur back nxt yr.. cos im catching up.. lolx..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;another hardworking gal in the midst of us slackers... veh smart and i recently realise she can be crazy sometimes.. haha.. she's the recycling project head ( oh pls can i get out of dis project) and yesh she's one of those people who could enforce something in the class.. she's fierce, much more den me.. and im scared of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasuha ( ANG KONG )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she's not one to be trifle with..intially i was quite frightened of her cos she has ang kong... and i was unhappy when i knew she was in my pw grp.. but who knows? she's one of the hardworking ones in my pw grp and thank god for her script that impressed the examiners.. she's oso naturally smart, knows when to work hard but often she's quite slack lahz.. stop ponning lessons u ang kong kia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa ( Broot)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh mel i still cannot forget the incident in hist lecture when u sat nxt to ming yuan.. broot broot.. ahahaz.. the embarrassed look on ur face was hilarious.. anyway, she's one of those dat has improved in terms of results and has won me in history.. argh.. and thank you for all ur hard work in pw.. i appreciate it although both of us often complain! tsk tsk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Norain ( bubbly queen)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no~rain ( no rain?) yeah.. she's the noise of our class.. her voice = the class voice... lol... we'll miss ur laughter norain... great work done in our pw grp.. although u are not with us anymore nxt yr.. pls come often to join us in our activities.. remember.. u are always a member of 05A31..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simin (XIAO hei)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the dancer... the tallest gal in class.. hmm... i always call her dao kia cos she doesnt have any expressions.. her results are damn good ( quite obvious) and her excuse would be " i really nv study" .. she is a night owl who doesnt need to have sleep and can come sch the nxt day... oh ya.. pls sleep more nxt yr and come to sch fresh can.. ahahaz.. always lie on the table and zzz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josephine ( jo = act cute = autistic child)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she's quiet.. shy? act shy... always stick with her jiemei simin.. she's a clubbing queen and she realli can save the whole week's pocket money and not eat juz to have fun clubbing.. sighs.. wad a wierdo... anyway be smart nxt yr.. try not to get into trouble ya... study hard :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sufie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;another "i nv study" but get good results gal... she and her bf very sweet and loving... anyway all da best nxt yr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kai li ( bi-gal... siao char bo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dis once anti social attitude problem gal but now hyperactive and over-frenly person is crazzzYY! i oso dunno wad to say bout her lehz.. cos she's juz so unpredictable... but yet she's one of my closer frens? hmmm... wait.. i realli dunno her dat well.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Ting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A veh quiet gal yet hardworking... strive hard for the S papers and hope to see u in class nxt yr.. all dat best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charleston ( Ston)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey stoner.. his jokes are not dat funny but yet we all laugh at his foolishness... veh committed to his studies and church work... if u know him personally in sch, its realli hard to imagine him leading a few hundred ppl in church.. lol one day i shall go ur church and see... he's our future pastor and yesh.. he's one of the entertainers in our class... he does not have a relationship with gals since birth which means gals pls snatch him soon.. cos he's charleston 05A31's nice boy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iman ( da man)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one of my best buds in class.. veh well liked by gals i guess.. lol.. his love life arh... sighs.. lucky fella.. anyhow, he's oso veh "hardworking" and scored for mid course too.. my pw grp leader whose oral presentation skills are one of da best... i bet he's now busy with his gal and he wld be afresh nxt yr! again he would hunt for gals.. this time.. J1 gals..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so dis is my class, and we would brave nxt yr together.. and hopefully, all of us wld graduate with good grades!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113342161836970538?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113342161836970538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113342161836970538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113342161836970538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113342161836970538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/12/borrreedom.html' title='borrreedom....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-113178594332844555</id><published>2005-11-12T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T16:59:03.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking aimlessly</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have been thinking of the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i bet its because i have too much free time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;though it sure didnt last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still miss those times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i keep thinking of the times u cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when my heart often skipped a beat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u r stubborn whilst i have my pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;derefore quarrelling we often did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss the smell of ur hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;which often lay on my cheeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when u play with my ear lobes and i tickle u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we would both go eeeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss the times when we always only watched movies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss the daily night and wake up calls... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i always only had to say sorry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and ur heart will melt and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love it when i see u green,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate it when u make my head spin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but once again u show me dat grin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll be high as though i've had gin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its been 1 yr 3 mths since our split,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and dis time u r realli gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;though i often find it hard to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hope u find the one u yearn for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my frens who have found their other half,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hope u realise how lucky u are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;though maintaining the relationship is tough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;juz remember to cherish them lahzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113178594332844555?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113178594332844555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113178594332844555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113178594332844555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113178594332844555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/11/walking-aimlessly_12.html' title='walking aimlessly'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-113076443176308212</id><published>2005-10-31T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:19:24.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore.... A "open' society...</title><content type='html'>oh manz.. firstly im sooo screwed for chinese... i juz simply wasnt concentrating and had to rush to beat the clock... argh...&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. on my way home in bus 70... dere was dis lady who wore her jeans like so low lahz... could see her butt crack like prolly ... hmmm... let me guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip&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;br /&gt;                                               -- (-- = butt crack)&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;her pants sunk dis low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gawd.. when she got down the bus.. u could see how many pairs of eyes were focused dere... kenneth was simply gawking at dat lady's butt lahz.. well mine was outside against the window... ahahaz... now i wonder whether she was wearing underwear hahaz&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113076443176308212?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113076443176308212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113076443176308212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113076443176308212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113076443176308212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/10/singapore-open-society.html' title='singapore.... A &quot;open&apos; society...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-113032216852004751</id><published>2005-10-26T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:22:48.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OGL wannabe...</title><content type='html'>as the title says, i m volunteering to be an OGL (orientation group leader) nxt yr...&lt;br /&gt;yay, its been my wish to be one, i have been hounding cindy bout it..&lt;br /&gt;i had better get thru the interview lorz.. or else.......&lt;br /&gt;argh nothing, wad can i do... ahahaz...&lt;br /&gt;sch's been full of 2 hrs chinese lectures which are mainly used for my bingo time with alex,aaron bryan etc... and of course the slacking in the secret room...&lt;br /&gt;1 hr chinese tutorials for crapping... 4 hrs of pw everyday to complete important yet in my opinion redundant stuff.. argh... i wanna be a damn lifeguard!!! whoever got lobang for coaches can tell me.. thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-113032216852004751?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/113032216852004751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=113032216852004751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113032216852004751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/113032216852004751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/10/ogl-wannabe.html' title='OGL wannabe...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-112990773889441526</id><published>2005-10-21T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:15:38.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch life....</title><content type='html'>alritez.. first, my results sux big time.. it nv even reached my expectations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics       AO&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics  AO&lt;br /&gt;History            C&lt;br /&gt;Chinese           B3&lt;br /&gt;GP                    C6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. econs sux.. or rather i failed again to pass.. its juz ironical lahz... econs which i spent like weeks to study got much worse den my history which i juz studied for one whole nitez... Mathematics was the usual.. its juz not my thing.. Chinese results were alritez... GP results sux big time.. i normally get Bs and now im getting a C.. when GP paper 1 came back, i was quite happy cos i got 32 over 50 which was one of my highest in my GP history.. rite Ms cheong??? den i got my lowest for paper 2... 16.5 over 50... lolx.. i rubbed my eyes and wondered whether i got the right paper.. but unfortunately my name was written on it.. muz be someone sabo me.. ahhaaz!! anyway its all over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Project work is a F***ed up A level subject dat is totally redundant... i dun like lehz.. spent the whole of ytd from 11am to 2am in to do my damn Written report.. alot of ppl got scolded for no reason.... i got criticised for my horrible english and lousy evaluation skills.. but wth, at least i stayed back to do.. anyhow, its juz everyone has their own complaints and PW is irritating the hell out of me... to all those who are thinking of entering JC nxt yr... PW is the subject i bet will kill when u come into jc... a quote to remember though: a project would sure have pain and a project w/o pain is not a project... wierd but well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112990773889441526?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112990773889441526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112990773889441526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112990773889441526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112990773889441526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/10/sch-life.html' title='sch life....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-112954984084996254</id><published>2005-10-17T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T19:50:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is sooo fragile....</title><content type='html'>first and foremost.. my cousin's dad passed away.. he had cancer..i heard he coughed out a lot of blood and fell onto the ground.. he's divorced my aunt who is my mum's sister for donkey years alrdy.. but when he passed away dat moment.. my aunt rushed to his house and helped him wipe away the blood although he had no more pulse alrdy.. i cant imagine how hard was it for someone to wipe off blood from someone u loved and yet being so calm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the funeral last nitez.. both of my cousins were strong although they were teary... i went to see him for the last time in the coffin.. he was rather puffed up.. guess the undertaker injected too much chemicals.. anyhow, this uncle of mine, though he divorced my aunt.. was quite a nice guy... although i was still relatively young like 6 or 7 yrs old when he was still at family functions, he was a very caring guy who would often come and tease me and my sis.. since the split. i have nv seen him since.. i was quite shocked dat he passed away... life is soo fragile dat one day u are living happily and the other day u could fall on the ground without a pulse.. to all those out dere.. pls.. pls pls cherish ur loved ones when they r around so dat u wont regret when one day they will leave us.. life is precious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday we will get back our results.. somehow i have a bad feeling bout tis...&lt;br /&gt;went to play soccer with alex, alvin, charleston, dx, alex's fren xx, and dx's two frens..&lt;br /&gt;had great fun, but my leg is sore... ouch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112954984084996254?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112954984084996254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112954984084996254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112954984084996254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112954984084996254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-is-sooo-fragile.html' title='life is sooo fragile....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-112917829249928869</id><published>2005-10-13T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:38:12.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over!</title><content type='html'>my promos are over!!&lt;br /&gt;but im not rejoicing at all..&lt;br /&gt;after all i dun think i can promote lehz..&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up every paper including gp..&lt;br /&gt;if im not promoted, i think im going srjc&lt;br /&gt;or probably some other poly where i will rot dere..&lt;br /&gt;argh... shall enjoy myself this few days before reality&lt;br /&gt;SMACKS me on my Face...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112917829249928869?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112917829249928869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112917829249928869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112917829249928869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112917829249928869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-over.html' title='its over!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-112757276454173455</id><published>2005-09-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:39:24.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAppy Birthday Peishan ah bu... 19 yrs old le... oops.. say ur age.. ahahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to meet up with cindy, chee wee and peishan... had sakae sushi.. cindy and i were the only ones eating... so booring.. den went to gelare to eat waffles.. the whole while we were talking and talking bout relationship problems... ahahaz.. haven been studying today.. somemore tomorrow got c.o.p at 2pm.. wth.. its a sunday lahz.. heard dat would get $5 cos we going down on sunday.. my gawd.. wad's $5... zzz... better start getting into the momentum.. i muz make sure i stay in sch the whole of nxt week to mug...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112757276454173455?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112757276454173455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112757276454173455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112757276454173455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112757276454173455'/><link rel='alternate' 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HoT.. HOT!!</title><content type='html'>okaes.. didnt go to sch today cos i needed some rest and i was sneezing like siao... went to the poly with alex hoo.. but as usual, had to go to mac to change... it was shocking to see alex from ijc de.. ai yo.. he another ponster..  den went to poly and queue for doctor.. so i got room 46 and alex got room 40... hmmm.. so i went and waited for my turn... within 15 mins it was my turn... so damn fast... den went over to wait for alex... alas.. alex's doctor is the one dat doesnt give medical certs.. her name is something la booy...wierd name.. waited for 1 hr den alex went in... true enuff dat doctor didnt give him a med cert.. instead she gave him an excuse chit and ask him to go back sch... lolx.. wth... anyhow, alex juz crush the excuse chit and dere he is.. without a mc... so ppl.. if u happen to go amk polyclinic to take mc.. if u r arranged to see a doctor in room 40... u can juz leave the poly, cos after a long wait, u still cant get ur mc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library to study.. quite little people in the morning.. alex fidget here and dere, he slept for like twice and god knows wad he has done so far... i was reading and reading my history notes knowing dat nothing went into my head.. we r so screwed.. but wads onli good bout today's library trip was dat dere was dis hot hot hot gal... lolx.. sounds cheeky but sometimes jason oso will feel lonely de lorz.. but not despo hor... lolx.. so after dat went to play pool for a while.. pei pei pang seh both of us lorz.. sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. my pocket is like so empty now.. dunno how did i spend my money lorz.. today go library my $25 in my wallet oso can use finish... somemore still have to borrow 10 bucks to take taxi home... damn.. ya 2morrow oso got history mock exam.. im so screwed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112739106816928943?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112739106816928943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112739106816928943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112739106816928943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112739106816928943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/09/hot-hot-hot.html' title='hot.. 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HOT!!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-112721858374434306</id><published>2005-09-20T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:16:23.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAppy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Birthday Kai li...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sch's becoming more n more interesting everyday with so many frens around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but busier and busier...&lt;br /&gt;im so screwed and i hope my pw grp can make it for tonight's Written report&lt;br /&gt;wad ever it is.. i need a day to study hist.. so alex hoo.. thursday is it!! u gt ur deal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112721858374434306?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112721858374434306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112721858374434306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112721858374434306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112721858374434306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/09/end-of-road.html' title='End of the road...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-112678138408236183</id><published>2005-09-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:49:44.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of me!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;well happy birthday again to ee teng, norain and charleston... had a birthday celebration ytd with 3 cakes.. n of course.. i took my revenge by smashing some cake on ee teng.. ahahaz.. but wth, ming yuan for some reason or another... came to offer me cake.. b4 i could ever take the cake, she smashed and shoved it up my nose.. well it sounds disgusting as it is realli disgusting.. the 1st thing i did was to press my nose and the whip cream flowed out like mucus.. wooh.. well, i owaes get bullied.. sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch ended earli and we went to Safti for a tour ba.. well it was realli an eye opener.. quite fun met a lot of cadets who psychoed us to go to OCS... OCS is officer cadet sch where officers are made dere... well one day i hope i will be dere.. its realli nice to be so macho arh.. the food wasnt as bad as i thot it was to be, the bunks were alritez.. but one thing dat could hinder me entering OCS is results.. damn, u need to have good academic results to get in dere.. our guide Brendan was frm NJC and tat JB Lin who has the same chinese name as me was from HCI... the pay dere is like $750 and when they come out of OCS, they will get $1050... not bad lahz.. the hunk hungry gals in my class had some eye candies as owaes.. ahahaz.. Mid course is like round the corner.. i haven realli studied.. eh wait.. not haven realli.. but i haven at all studied.. im trying veh hard to get into the momentum of reading, not even till the stage of mugging.. but i have been home late and hmwk are like piling.. moreover my bio clock is like hay wire.. im juz tired lahz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;had my GP presentation today.. well i felt i could do betta but becos i had a powerpoint, maybe i had an edge.. but heck.. at least i worked 5 hours from 9pm to 2am for it.. n today's the last swimming lesson.. during the water polo game, Mr Tommie Chen had nigel the captain of the other team and me the captain of my team.. man how to lead my team when i dun even know their names..  my opponents had a wall built up at their goal post.. while my men all went up and left no one behind.. dat left me swimming up and down like a nutcase.. well at least i defended quite well and grab all the free balls.. and i scored one last goal!! yay.. it was quite a nice one lahz.. since my opponents had a wall.. i spotted the shortest one and whacked it hard towards his head.. i knew he would duck and ahaha... my ball hit the side bar into the goal... yay... glory glory.. but we still lost 4-3... sighs.. i lost twice in these whole 16 P.E sessions.. the very first and the last.. probably its the way of closure ba.. but i realli like water polo.. can someone go appeal and set up a water polo club.. it rawks arh.. i will be the 1st to chiong dere to put my name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting abit cranky nowadays... becoming a bit more irritatin den usual.. wads wrong with me.. sighs.. dying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112678138408236183?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112678138408236183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112678138408236183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112678138408236183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112678138408236183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/09/pieces-of-me.html' title='Pieces of me!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-112472217802085747</id><published>2005-08-22T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:49:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me!!</title><content type='html'>alritez... its my birthday and its like 1 and 1/2 more hours b4 my day ends.. shall review this special day.. hmmm... well nv spent it with any special one.. but still, my frens were great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nitez.. regina was the first to wish me at 11 plus b4 it was my burfday cos she said she was sleepy.. oh well, den at 1200, Jaclyn mei, best fren Cindy and Kejun jie wished me happy burfday.. was kinda touched dat they waited so long till 1200 juz to send me a msg wishing me burfday lahz.. den alex and francine from SRJC msged me to wish me.. alex(SRJC) msg: hey  happy birthday brudder! stay happy and move on =P.... i wondered to myself,will i be able to move on, will i be ever able to regain my true happy self.. 22nd august since morning.. my hp continued to beep.. Jian Hao, yi yao, Randy ( was shocked!!), pei shan (Ah bu!!), ee teng (dao ster), Cindia, Eunice mei, mike, eileen(PJC), min hui, pei pei and Teo hui ping (my pri sch fren)  all gave me msgs wishing me happy burfday.. and to all those who shook my hands today wishing me happy burfday too, thanks for making me feel dat its after all not dat hard to spent a burfday without the one i most wished to spend with and im not alone in dis world lahz.. cos u guys made this day a memorable one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the break, i was with the gals and charleston in house on the prairie.. den mingyuan suddenly said dat she will meet us in the canteen in another 5 mins... when 5 mins was up, i began to be abit impatient lahz.. and asked the rest to go to the canteen to wait for her.. liaw si min was like wait for a while more lahz.. will die arh.. den charleston phone rang and was given the green light for me to move into the canteen.. somehow, it didnt occur to my mind wad would happen later.. the entire class was like at the table with a cake lahz.. Ms Lim and Ms choo was oso dere.. i was so damn pai sei n my face was red lahz.. i saw the cake and it was a ninja turtle one.. thanks 05A31 u r da best and ming yuan for being so thoughtful when buying the cake.. then they started to sing and the whole canteen sing in echo.. the feeling was damn shiok lahz frankly speaking.. ahahaz.. enjoying every moment.. den once i blew the candle, ee teng took a huge portion of cream from the cake and smash it on my face.. my vision totally blurred and my uniform stained.. THANKS ARH EE teng..but it was all in the name of good fun... and during swimming lesson today, luckily the guys didnt taupok me lahz. ahahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. would like to thank Cindy, pei shan, chee wee and mark for the present.. i love the bag alot.. hope it didnt burn a big hole in ur pocket and thanks for the effort u guys have gone thru iin getting the pressie.. i would also like to thank the whole class for spending on the cake.. oh ya alex (IJC) too.. for being so nice to wrap up a present like a ball and bluffed me that it was a soccer ball.. it actually contained newspaper and a roll of toilet roll which wrote happy birthday jason.. ahahaz... i appreciate the effort u put in man.. u even contain the present in a world of sports plastic bag to make me believe that its a ball.. ahahaz.. and u bringing all the wat to sch makes it even more meaningful.. Charleston, thanks for the pen, its quite meaningful too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sad note, yi yao is leaving ijc for the poly after 5 months plus with the class.. he msged me this morning and i was totally stumped for words.. i talked to him when i came home and realised dat he was quite insistent and was clear of wad he wanted in life.. therefore, i wish him all da best and keep in contact k.. after all, he was my walk-to-sch kaki, soccer kaki and talk cock kaki... without him in class, class would seemed abnormally quiet, after i got used to his noise.. and our class have to buck up to hand in assignments on time.. cos w/o yi yao, den there would be no one who always pass up homework the last le.. ahahaz.. anyhow, i bet everyone would be as shocked as i am.. hope u do not regret ur decision and of course, cherish ur gal hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday wish for this yr is simple... i wish everyone to be happy always... my frens, loved ones or even people i dunno.. cos i realised dat i haven been happy for quite some time le.. thus explaining why it has been a long time since i updated my blog.. n i promised myself dat next yr...... i would ...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-112472217802085747?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/112472217802085747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=112472217802085747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112472217802085747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/112472217802085747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me!!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-111156374679790692</id><published>2005-03-23T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T15:42:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baaaa.... orientation....zzzz..</title><content type='html'>slept veh late ytd n woke up veh early to go sch today... was dragging my feet into sch like for a million times..once i stepped into sch, i saw someone in green.. it was andy... we chat a little n made our way to the parade square... anyhow, kenneth seah, rashidah, karimah, haoren, jim chow, yi hao, andy and kaiyang r in innova... filzah was shocked to see me in the parade square.. she asked:" eh how come u r back".. i replied:" good question, i dunnoz why either.. its my 4th choice!!!"... principal talk took like ages again continued with ice breakers... manz the ice breakers were sure boooring... n saw very little 1st intake ppl.. guess they all went to other better jcs...got to know a few guys today... n surprisingly or rather shockingly, we r all.. n i mean all of us are catholic jc rejects... and today i saw rather familiar faces, most were at cjc appealing ytd...sighs.. innova is becoming the rejects' sch..kinda sad.. the 2nd intake ppl had their subject talk in the afternoon while ppl like me cld go home early.. i went to find ms Lim to fill in my subject combi form.. but its sooo troublesome cos i wanna change geography to history n CLA to C maths.. i muz look for 4 teachers to get their approval.. argh...tired tired.. n silly cindy is coming back to ijc for some reason or another... im psychoing her to join my og group so dat i have someone to crap with.. yay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-111156374679790692?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/111156374679790692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=111156374679790692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111156374679790692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111156374679790692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/03/baaaa-orientationzzzz.html' title='baaaa.... orientation....zzzz..'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-111147653781861728</id><published>2005-03-22T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:28:57.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOd's making a sport of me....</title><content type='html'>I GOT INTO IJC AGAIN... HUHZ IJC? ITS INNOVA JUNIOR COLLEGE... CAN SOMEONE TAKE A GUN N SHOOT MY HEAD OFF... ITS BEEN SOOO MANY DAYS SINCE I EVER STEP INTO IJC THINKING DAT I SURE WONT SO SUAY AS TO GO BACK DERE AGAIN... BUT TRUE ENUFF, IM BACK DERE.. WHICH MEANS ITS SO MALU AND EMBARRASSING.. ITS SOOO FAR... THE DISTANCE IS KILLING ME.. ANYHOW CJC CUT OFF PTS WENT UP TREMENDOUSLY.. 13 FOR SCIENCE AND 14 FOR ARTS.. IM ON THE DOT LORZ.. 14!!! WHY THEY DUN LET ME GO IN.. THEY REJECTED ME FOR THE 2ND TIME... ARGH... I APPEALED FOR CJC AGAIN AND DAT ALONE HAD ME SITTING IN CJC FOR LIKE 2 HRS WAITING FOR MY TURN.. I EVEN WENT TO SERANGOON JC TO APPEAL COS ITS DAMN NEAR MY HOUSE.. SRJC LEHZ... I DUN THINK I EVER HEAR ANYONE GOING TO SRJC TO APPEAL LORZ... IF MY APPEALS R NT SUCCESSFUL, I HAVE TO REMAIN IN IJC FOR LIKE 2 YRS... N DAT FREAKING SUX.. COS ITS TOO FAR... ARGH.. CAN I DONATE A COMPUTER TO CJC N GET A PLACE DERE... HAHAZ.. IM JUZ DESPERATE FOR A PLACE IN CJC... ARGH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-111147653781861728?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/111147653781861728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=111147653781861728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111147653781861728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111147653781861728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/03/gods-making-sport-of-me.html' title='GOd&apos;s making a sport of me....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-111141405557839085</id><published>2005-03-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T22:07:35.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ms ugly.. wait.. izzit mr ugly??</title><content type='html'>while everyone is slogging their guts out in sch.. i went out today n it seemed as though it isstill the holidays.. actually i havent started getting serious in my studies yet... tomorrow the results of allocation of sch will be out.. good luck to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went tampines mall to have my hair cut with alex...kinda short though.. oh well... den later went to town to get my fossil watch... saw sx, cleo, yi xuan and shin ye.. wearing the green amk uniform.. quite shocked to see dem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way home in the mrt.. dere was dis man.. or rather a lady who had boobs but looked sooo manly.. my gawd.. one look onli know he's a man lorz.. alex was like still telling me " have u seen anyone worst den dis n he even threatened to stomp out of the train to wait for another train instead".. i juz shooked my head n laugh like siao.. after alighting at yck.. dere was dis ah beng with a booklet of coupons approached us.. alex as usual continue  walking as  though dat guy was invincible.. i slowed down abit to hear wad he has to say.. but by the time i stop n listen to wad he has to say.. he shouted aloud" wo shi tou ming de arh!!".. with a veh fierce look on his ... dis time i dun care le.. i juz walk n board my damn bus... so much for a day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-111141405557839085?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/111141405557839085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=111141405557839085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111141405557839085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111141405557839085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/03/ms-ugly-wait-izzit-mr-ugly.html' title='ms ugly.. wait.. izzit mr ugly??'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-111081152531217120</id><published>2005-03-14T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T22:45:25.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa RAWKs!!!</title><content type='html'>oh yeah i juz love Sentosa.. today i woke up n got a call frm liang hock.. was like sooo rushing.. i got rdy in like 30 mins n rushed all the way down to harbourfront.. i was standing in the mrt as dere were no seats.. dere was dis indian lady seating juz in front of me.. she started coughing n coughing like she has a contagious desease.. the coughing got louder n louder.. everyone began looking at my direction and it was sooo embarrassing..den the indian lady started vomitting but all she cld was spit saliva on the mrt floor!! it was sooo disgusting n all i cld do was look at the saliva n act as though i dunnoz a thing..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached sentosa...kenneth taw, karthi  n kenneth's mum n brothers were alrdy dere... hahaz.. spencer was soooo cute... enjoyed playing with him today.. the sun was great today, n there were alot of ppl in sentosa.. guess its the holidays dats why.. tomorrow im going to sentosa again wif peix2 n gang n plus more ppl i guess.. dunnoz im juz obsessed wif the sun.. dats why if anyone asks me to go sentosa, i sure chiong dere one.. i love my skin colour.. hope it doesnt peel.. hahaz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-111081152531217120?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/111081152531217120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=111081152531217120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111081152531217120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111081152531217120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/03/sentosa-rawks.html' title='Sentosa RAWKs!!!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-111028272042645811</id><published>2005-03-08T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:52:00.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting n waiting</title><content type='html'>wah pei x2... ytd i kanna ur father lectured on the phone den had to go sch myself.. today give u morning call, den u made me wait at amk n u didnt even bother to tell me dat u not going to sch.. i seemed like a fool lorz.. tomorrow is my last day in innova.. gotta go sch myself for the last freaking time..&lt;br /&gt;n today was such a long day.. so many ppl nv go sch again.. pang seh me..maths tutorial onli left i and eileen tay.. we looked at the teacher n the teacher look at us for like 1 hr...im damn sleepy.. head's spinning like no one's business.. argh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-111028272042645811?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/111028272042645811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=111028272042645811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111028272042645811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/111028272042645811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/03/waiting-n-waiting.html' title='waiting n waiting'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110959146345169156</id><published>2005-02-28T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T19:51:03.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results....</title><content type='html'>oh gawd.. im relieved. finally.. i gt wad i hoped n expected.. 16 for L1R5&lt;br /&gt;Eng-B3&lt;br /&gt;Eng Lit-B3&lt;br /&gt;E maths-B3&lt;br /&gt;A maths-C5&lt;br /&gt;Combine humanities-A2&lt;br /&gt;Physics-B3&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry-B3&lt;br /&gt;Chinese-A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first went to sch, i was so damn afraid.. cos i heard dat bout 18 ppl in my sch failed their english.. dats bout 11% of the total amt of ppl taking O's in my sch.. the stupid new principal preached n said dat our results were disappointing... den he announced dat Shao xun was the top scholar in our sch.. expected ya.. everyone cheered n clapped..  was realli happy for him cos his effort paid off.. den when it was my turn to get my results.. i sat on the chair n look at my teacher as she gave me dat kinda look.. She said" Jason wad was ur prelim score... well u minus ....." once i heard the minus i felt much betta...well i nv regretted my results either.. at least i've done my best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, today i've seen crying n joy.. congrats and three cheers to kai yuan for getting 12 when ur prelims r like 28.. i wld like to tell all my frens.. no matter how much u get for this time, dun despair... juz make the best of the situation.. n pls kp in contact!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110959146345169156?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110959146345169156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110959146345169156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110959146345169156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110959146345169156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/results.html' title='Results....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110955710360154643</id><published>2005-02-28T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T10:18:23.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last EntRy b4 JudGement Day!</title><content type='html'>argh... i cant breath.. less den 4 hrs away n i might be jumping wif joy or crying like a baby as i drag my feet home.. im realli scared.. i dunnoz wad my future holds for me..i hate it when our futures r decided on a simple piece of paper.. oh manz.. imagine my results sux n my frens frm amkss or ijc or even pri sch frens were to ask me... i think i juz dig a hole n bury myself inside lorz.. im juz being so panicky.. someone take a gun n kill me lahz.. grrr... anyhows, gd luck to everyone n hope dat u all go to the sch u aimed for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110955710360154643?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110955710360154643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110955710360154643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110955710360154643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110955710360154643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/last-entry-b4-judgement-day.html' title='The last EntRy b4 JudGement Day!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110924527027944726</id><published>2005-02-24T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:41:10.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>announcement: results coming out on 28 feb 2pm!! panicky..</title><content type='html'>ponned sch today n slack.. heard frm chee wee dat the pe teachers r very angry dat soo many ppl nv go sch and they will make sure dat we either run 1 hr non stop or make up.. argh.. the sch is wierd.. they shld bother whether r we staying or notz, n not whether we shld do make up PE or notz.. Physical Education sux totally..&lt;br /&gt;realised today dat onli 6 ppl frm my class attended sch today.. hahaz... tomorrow all those who pon sure will face the music.. but im rdy for dat.. juz bring it.. i had better enjoy these 3 days b4 O's r out.. anyhow.. gd luck to everyone out dere who is as panicky as i am.. hope dat we get good results arh!! after monday, everything will changed.. prob our surroundings, sch, frens..... argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the world is black&lt;br /&gt;And hearts are cold&lt;br /&gt;And there's no hope&lt;br /&gt;That's what we're told&lt;br /&gt;And we can't go back&lt;br /&gt;It won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Forever changed&lt;br /&gt;By the things we've seen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110924527027944726?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110924527027944726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110924527027944726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110924527027944726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110924527027944726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/announcement-results-coming-out-on-28.html' title='announcement: results coming out on 28 feb 2pm!! panicky..'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110917596971841280</id><published>2005-02-24T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T00:26:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic!...</title><content type='html'>zzz... tired, realli tired of the journeys to sch.. my body's creaking like a old machine... nt going to sch tomorrow.. wonder whose going other den avelyn n chee wee... the atmosphere in class kinda sux... everyone is so lethargic n sleepy... im cranky nowadays, nt the usual me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl juz like to wear a mask whenever they go.. a facade dat hides their inner emotions n thots.. they laugh when they r weeping deep down, they smile in front of ur face but stab u in the back... dis is the complexity of human beings.. i admit im one dat conceals my emotions well enuff.. i dun want to look pathetic n gain sympathy frm others.. but others juz realli wish to attract others attention.. they talk bout one thing but mean the other.. oh pls can u juz leave urself some pride n nt look pathetic always.. its tiring to see u like dis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u juz have to face reality, dun act oblivious to everything..one day u will regret it, im sure... juz cherish the times now.. den one day when u look back u realise its the rite choice u had made...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110917596971841280?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110917596971841280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110917596971841280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110917596971841280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110917596971841280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/lethargic.html' title='Lethargic!...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110907435498109894</id><published>2005-02-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T20:12:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch scratch</title><content type='html'>argh.. im still scratching.. the red dots r increasing likne no one's business..shall drag till thursday n get a mc... today alex pon sch leave me n pei2.. tok quite alot on the mrt  i guess.. n she made a slice of bread with chocolate inside for me.. hahaz.. sweet... today Ms Lim tok alot bout wad will happen aft the 2nd intake.. i've been comtemplating whether to drop ClA for C maths or even change frm arts to science.. i've been flunking almost every test.. hahaz.. Ms Lim even ask us to think further aft Uni and even wad occupation we wanna be.. i thot of social work or even be a teacher.. hahaz.. my frens juz wont believe dat i wld be a teacher cos i wld be a bad influence to them and they think im pai kia lahz.. im kinda sick of jc life lehz.. everyday seemed the same.. replaying n replaying the same stuff all over.. i need excitement, thrills n new things everyday.. i need ~~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110907435498109894?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110907435498109894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110907435498109894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110907435498109894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110907435498109894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/scratch-scratch.html' title='scratch scratch'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110898936792743087</id><published>2005-02-21T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T20:36:07.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>im feeling the monday blues.. my body ached like siao when i woke up.. but i still dragged my feet to sch.. wah so happy, today i wasnt late.. i still had time to go toilet! hahaz..i was late for the whole of last week btw.. im still feeling itchy all over.. its becoming worse, im scratching them like nobody's business..today's P.E totally sux.. we did long jump n was hopping around like a ballet dancer.. oh wth.. like P.E was ever enjoyable...Peishan n patsy almost withdrew today i guess.. i persuaded peishan to come back to sch tomorrow.. hahaz.. i think i shld study psychology n counselling nxt time.. im juz too good at dat.. wahaha..but oh well.. i juz cant counsell myself.. argh.. been rather moody recently n the weather aint helping me either.. o's coming out soon.. i try nt to think of it.. juz hoping dat i can end my days at ijc with a bang... dis week is going to be a emotional one.. i juz hope dat the results will come out on monday.. firstly cos i want the weekend to play till i go bonkers.. n secondly, i dun wanna lose to weber cos we bet 1000 rupias on it.. dats singapore 50 ccents.. weber veh stingy hor.. i say results r out on monday he says will come out on friday.. haha.. n i gt my singpass.. im still quite blur bout the registration part, but wth.. see results first.. argh im stressed.. still got hw piling on my bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110898936792743087?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110898936792743087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110898936792743087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110898936792743087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110898936792743087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110873426917986900</id><published>2005-02-18T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T21:44:29.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i screw up everything... pls come back</title><content type='html'>.......zzz..... im totally busted wide open.. life is full of surprises, yeah real surprised.. rather shocked.. but i shld have thot dis was coming... i put in my all but wad did i get in return.. NUTHIN... argh.. maybe i was abit too serious.. i shld take things easy... when will i eva hear frm u again... i dont even know wads happening.. i dun dare to ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have red spots all over me.. realised some of my frenz oso have dis red bumps.. wierd looking n it looks like some disease.. prob the sch is dirty or something.. i spent my whole afternoon in alex house playing.. thot cld spend time nt thinking so much bout other things.. but im kinda wrong.. veh hard to nt think.. im soo tired.. realli tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis song's lyrics r real meaningful.. juz wad i want to say to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u come back (by Blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon c'mon Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me? (Baby can you feel me?)&lt;br /&gt;I've got something to say&lt;br /&gt;Check it out&lt;br /&gt;For all this time I've been lovin' you girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I have&lt;br /&gt;And ever since the day&lt;br /&gt;You left me here alone&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to find&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the reason why&lt;br /&gt;So if I did Something wrong&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me I wanna understand 'Cause I don't want&lt;br /&gt;This love to ever end&lt;br /&gt;And I swear If you come back&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life Baby, till the end of time (Come back to me Come back to me Here's my life)&lt;br /&gt;And I swear I'll keep you right&lt;br /&gt;By my side 'Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want (Come back to me Come back to me Here's my life)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you are I watched you go&lt;br /&gt;You've taken My heart with you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you did Every time I tried to reach you&lt;br /&gt;On the phone Baby you're never there Girl you're never home&lt;br /&gt;So if I did something wrong&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me I wanna understand 'Cause I don't want&lt;br /&gt;This love to ever end No, no, no, no I swear&lt;br /&gt;If you come back Here's my life&lt;br /&gt;Baby, till the end of time (Come back to me Come back to me Here's my life)&lt;br /&gt;And I swear I'll keep you right&lt;br /&gt;By my side 'Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want (Come back to me Come back to me Here's my life)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you are&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;How to show it&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;What to say&lt;br /&gt;This time I won't, this time&lt;br /&gt;Then we can Build our lives&lt;br /&gt;Then we can&lt;br /&gt;Be as one I swear&lt;br /&gt;If you come back&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life Baby, till the end of time (Come back to me Come back to me Here's my life)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I swear I'll keep you right By my side 'Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want (Come back to me Come back to me) Oh yes you are&lt;br /&gt;And I swear If you come back&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life Baby, till the end of time (Come back to me Come back to me Here's my life)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah And I swear I'll keep you right By my side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110873426917986900?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110873426917986900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110873426917986900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110873426917986900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110873426917986900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/02/did-i-screw-up-everything-pls-come.html' title='did i screw up everything... pls come back'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110847065064793832</id><published>2005-02-15T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:30:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely lonely lonely....</title><content type='html'>ooh.. ytd was v day n boy was i bored to death... spend the day alone at home rotting.. but at least &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$#!$#%$"&gt;!@#$#!$#%$ im happy....hahaz&lt;/a&gt;... but well have to get used to it... n O's results r like round the corner... coming too soon.. this 3 mths realli too fast.. n ppl around me r whining dat dey r scared dey r dying wad ever.. who's nt scared.. duh i try nt to realli think bout it lorz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch today started horribly.. i was kinda late... had lotsa free periods where i juz stoned to death.. saw something realli gross.. haha... dots dots dots.. mark wld know if u r reading dis.. man wld i miss my frens in innova, everyday oso laugh like siao during lessons... n tomorrow got dragon boating.. yay so exciting.. argh.. gt homework i guess.. im juz slacking my way these days.. betta start working.. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110847065064793832?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110847065064793832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>bbq.. i was fried...</title><content type='html'>    &lt;em&gt;went to my ogf's house for a bbq... at yew tee.. so far man..  when i reach amk mrt it was rather late already.. i tap my crappy ez link card n b4 i could make my way thru dat barrier.. the gates close on me.. rather embarrasing as i already chiong forward n whacked my body against it.. ouch dat thing reali solid hard... gei kiang as always.. i refuse to ask the people in charge in the mrt control station.. i rather went to buy that green one way trip card which cost me a whopping $2.60 instead of the norm 45 cents.. wad ever.. as i insert my $2.60 into the machine.. my hands decided to play a trick on me.. i drop a 20 cent coin n it started rolling somewhere.. i hesitated but decided to stop dat coin which was already so far.. i used my leg n stopped dat dumb coin.. embarrassingly, i went back to that machine n got dat green card.. argh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   I tap the green card n phew.. i gt thru.. but i heard my name... it was Boon Ee.. she looked great and veh tanned..it was realli nice to see old frens again.. had a lil chat b4 knowing dat i had to run cos im LAte... realli have to organise one gathering n share our experiences in the various Jcs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   at the bbq, we were introduced to Ms joyce's husband, Billy...i n shaoqi decided to be helpful n went to start the fire while the gals enjoy the aircon in the clubhouse... it wasnt realli easy to start the fire though... morever the pit was pretty small..soon mark came n the bbq started.. the food was limited and at a moment i thot of trading food with another grp who was barbecuing at the pit opp. of us...  the guys n lizhen took turns to rotate n cook.. my back hurt big time at one pt.. it was an old ailment..i squat down n fan the fire.. the heat was so intense dat i cld feel as though dat my balls were on fire.. ouch... li zhen decided to be funny... n dropped a meat of satay on my hair.. argh.. dumb.. i cldnt find the meat either on the floor or inside my thick hair... she even joked dat i wld find it when i go home n wash my hair... FUNNY ARH?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   At the end of the bbq, we went to watch the orientation clip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;s dat Ms Joyce took.. the first slide was my face.. solo de.. wah damn pai sei... she took it b4 i had to go for my hair cut on the 2nd day of sch.. the clips were pretty hilarious.. n gawd time flies.. its nearing the end of jan.. soon the chinese lunar new yr.. n collection of o's results.. argh... im scared... scared dat i screwed up the paper.. argh. wad ever.. i can onli cherish the time in innova now though it is nt realli enjoyable lahz.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110646045812334119?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110646045812334119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110646045812334119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110646045812334119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110646045812334119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/01/bbq-i-was-fried.html' title='bbq.. i was fried...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110553415926344382</id><published>2005-01-12T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:49:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R3fLectioNs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow.. i wonder how did i ever get pass the 1st week man.. lessons started this week.. but overall sux big time lorz.. cos always break a few hrs, lessons prob 1 or 2 hrs onli.. for e.g. tomorow, i have to wait 3 hrs for P.E... believe it, its P.E!!! argh... today i was late for sch, zzz... muz write name again.. xianz.. n yup, im taking Econs,Geog n MtA.... econs teacher was like the stunner... everyone's scared of her including me.. she has loads of rules like whoever gets in the lecture theatre the last has to answer qns.. n today econs lesson, everyone was like camp outside the LT for 1/2 hr b4 econs... kiasu like sh!t.. Geog teacher is down with chicken pox.. n MtA is so so difficult.. i have difficulty understanding manz.. but the chinese teacher not bad lahz.. can speak eng so fluently n speak dialect somemore.. she more in den me lorz.. quote frm chinese teacher dat i will nv forget:"nu ren dang nan shen, nan shen dang chu seng!".. Best sia... my class onli got 4 guys out of 20 ppl.. chinese class onli got 2 guys out of like 15 ppl.. Ijc realli got lotsa wierd ppl.. damn wierd.. lotsa stories n experience dat i can bring with me.. but im damn sure im getting out of dat sch.. wahaha.. im evil.. Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110553415926344382?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110553415926344382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110553415926344382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110553415926344382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110553415926344382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/01/r3flections.html' title='R3fLectioNs?'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110493367967141074</id><published>2005-01-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T22:06:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch's a disaster.. like a jail..</title><content type='html'>oh gawd.. first day onli kanna caught for hair.. second day my parents were called up for my hair again... third day went to see the vice principal.. she like scrutinize my whole head lorz.. wth... she so strict dat my ear stick colour muz be skin colour too.. its like wth lorz.. so fussy one lehz the sch... tomorrow muz see her again first thing in the morning...first 3 days n im shagged frm the journey.. every morning muz drag my feet.. damn tiring.. go back home sleep on bus wont overshot de.. cos the journey too far le.. dis is another chapter of my life n i know passing dis 3 mths wont be easy.. cos sch's far.. argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110493367967141074?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110493367967141074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110493367967141074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110493367967141074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110493367967141074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/01/schs-disaster-like-jail.html' title='sch&apos;s a disaster.. like a jail..'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-110456862417769619</id><published>2005-01-01T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T16:37:04.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New yr = new beginning...</title><content type='html'>happy new yr to everyone.. but dis new yr no one  seemed to be a excited.. 2004 is a bad bad yr.. the world has been everchanging.. ever since the 9/11 sh!t... alot of natural disasters have strucked n millions of ppl have died...frm Sars to the recent Earthquake causing the Tsunami, the world seemed to be ending soon... so we shld now cherish the ppl around us lest regretting one day... as we put 2004 behind, the memories of sec sch will remained deep in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell im broke.. dats why i didnt go out on new yr's eve... argh, the hols r coming to an end n b4 we know it, O levels results wld be out... monday's 1st day of sch... n boi sure sch is far frm home man.. gonna drag my feet dere n make new frens lorz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Regina-find ur happiness n dun make any regrets...i apologise for the pain i brought to u... promise me u will be happy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pei- im gonna show u dat i can wait 4 her .. i will.. u muz jia you and cherish ur love relationship..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Karthi-our promise muz stand k... though u will achieve yours first, u muz give me some time to achieve mine...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Randy- dun work so hard till so late at nite, do something more useful dat u can learn something bro... free call me out k]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haoren- cherish Sin Hui k.. nothing much to say cos u still same sch as me.. haha..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mike- all da best in achieving ur dreams]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Alex- get ur balls rolling man.. go out n get dat gal u like lahz.. dun be such a loser like me..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eunice mei- dun so sad n stressed becos of ur bgr lorz... muz follow ur heart n talk it out wif&lt;br /&gt;peter .. jia you.. gt anithing den call me lorz.. i may nt be able to solve 4 u but im quite a gd listener i guess..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jian Hao- recently caught up with u.. thanks for remembering me n contacting me.. lolx.. looking forward to another soccer match]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kai yuan- eh brudder, do something useful dis 2 mths lehz.. go get urself a job or sumthing to earn some xtra cash lorz.. cos u spend quite alot ya on ur dressing, ur gal and entertainment...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kejun- eh jie... all da best for the future.. i know u r estatic dat u cld enter nanyang...muz kp in contact k... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Liang Hock- my best fren during sec 1 n sec 2... urm u kinda bottle up ur feelings ya.. haha.. muz jia you wor.. though ur gal n u r posted to diff schs.. show to the world the power of LOVe...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pamy- fren of mine since pri 4... she veh clumsy de.. i scared of her liaoz.. eh i give u 1 week to get ur tanned tanned sporty rich guy in acjc ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jaclyn mei- eh u still owe me sumthing arh.. hope dat u will know dat guy u had a crush on for ages lorz... jia you..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those dat r nt mentioned, sorry lorz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-110456862417769619?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/110456862417769619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=110456862417769619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110456862417769619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/110456862417769619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-yr-new-beginning.html' title='New yr = new beginning...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109737777687215716</id><published>2004-10-10T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T11:09:36.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooohhooo</title><content type='html'>wah so long nv blog le cos my com's down again.. study study study.. killing myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109737777687215716?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109737777687215716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109737777687215716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109737777687215716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109737777687215716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/10/wooohhooo.html' title='wooohhooo'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109644708520653365</id><published>2004-09-29T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T16:38:05.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;argh.. my prelims results are back n dey r bad!!! im busted wide open!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eng:???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chinese:A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A maths: E8!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Physics: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chemistry:C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Combine Humans:B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Literature:C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E maths: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;argh.. wth is wrong wif me.. i really studied wad.. but .. argh.. unfair!! why i always get so Sh!t marks one.. i put in effort but it didnt pay off.. looks like the first 3 mths will be free.. i shall sleep at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109644708520653365?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109644708520653365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109644708520653365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109644708520653365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109644708520653365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/09/gawd.html' title='gawd!!!'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109550099641469789</id><published>2004-09-18T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T17:49:56.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puffy eyes... im dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;long time no blog.. sick manz.. my com was down the whole week.. but oso good, den can study w/o any distractions.. im tired.. been sleeping like cross one or two everyday...sigh.. i guess my results will suck big time.. biggest impact wld be a maths.. i simply didnt know wad was i doing.. argh... i juz hope dat i can brave thru this n get into any jc.. argh.. or maybe not.. im juz being too optimistic.. im juz keeping my fingers crossed.. everyone's stressed.. im tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109550099641469789?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109550099641469789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109550099641469789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109550099641469789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109550099641469789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/09/puffy-eyes-im-dying.html' title='puffy eyes... im dying'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109461514315027482</id><published>2004-09-08T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T11:49:02.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kick ass..</title><content type='html'>a few days nv blog le.. have been busy with studies i guess... sad... i think im studying at a very slow speed... completely dun have concentration n cant focus lorz... wth.. simply cant study.. argh... im juz crossing my fingers dat i improve alot frm my mid yr results which totally sux big time.. sigh... pray for me ppl... argh... i dunnoz when i become a lil like kingshaw.. haha... will i die in the end of this story.. whu knows~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109461514315027482?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109461514315027482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109461514315027482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109461514315027482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109461514315027482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/09/kick-ass.html' title='kick ass..'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109403314192460881</id><published>2004-09-01T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T18:05:41.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.. simply tired n demoralised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;argh.. he called me again to warn me.. warn me dat he might complain to my parents or sch.. argh... sick...why in the world do i deserve all dis sh!t... i've thot it thru.. i need to start afresh.. i give it two months.. prob by then she has forgot bout me.. but i wont...after the O's den i will see wad i can do to win her back... juz cant live w/o her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109403314192460881?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109403314192460881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109403314192460881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109403314192460881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109403314192460881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/09/sick-simply-tired-n-demoralised.html' title='sick.. simply tired n demoralised'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109401055601278633</id><published>2004-09-01T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T11:49:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dere r no true frens when u nd help..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i begged shao xun for her blog add.. i desperately nd it cos i want to know her thots.. i cant even contact her much less see her.. i juz cant give up.. i needed this hope for me to move on.. i begged n begged.. in the end, shao xun didnt help me n instead started to blame me for everything... shao xun is my fren, to think he wont even help me.. he is my onli hope.. but he dashed it all..i've learnt dat dere are no true frens when u r in need.. i learnt a lesson again... * i dunno how long i can last.. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109401055601278633?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109401055601278633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109401055601278633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109401055601278633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109401055601278633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/09/dere-r-no-true-frens-when-u-nd-help.html' title='dere r no true frens when u nd help..'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109392470611644795</id><published>2004-09-01T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T11:58:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of my road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;gawd.. why r we sooo impossible? why cant u juz give us another chance.. i dun blame u but pls.. have some, a little faith in me.. i already said wad i wanted.. its for u to believe n to forgive.. its unfair.. he can send u home but i cant even contact u...plzz.. i wont bother u for these 2 mths... but i will be here whenever u need me... i will come to u aft the O's... jia you.. miss ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109392470611644795?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109392470611644795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109392470611644795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109392470611644795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109392470611644795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/end-of-my-road.html' title='end of my road...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109387166507553037</id><published>2004-08-31T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T21:14:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im into deep shiet!... </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Im accused for the wrong damn things... i thot i cld be the nice guy n deceive myself... but i juz cldnt.. instead everyone's fingers r pointing towards my arse.. to think dat someone asked me not to harasss dat person.. i repeat.. its harass.. is HARASS a word to use.. i nv did n i nv will.. i will keep my promise n i tink im gonna regret again.. wth.. so far in my 16 yrs i have been regretting my every decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;went to KFC thot can wait for her.. in the end she say she cannot come... gawdzz.. i was so disappointed.. to think randy weber n chantel went there with me to eat first.. argh.. i wonder whether she is true or notz... den the story continues when some arse called me n told me crap.. to think my impression of them were not bad.. but now... over my dead body.. i will nv forget this yr.. unlucky shiet yr.. how i hope time pass quickly n sch ends... cos i dun want to see ppl dat i dun like n thinks dat will make me weep... im sad.. juz sad.. everyday's like a stage play.. repeating n replaying the same old damn things.. hell... life sux.. how i wish something juz end my puny life so dat at least i dun have so much troubles.. im tired... sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109387166507553037?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' 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'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109377875309018968</id><published>2004-08-30T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:25:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting... for the day we r back 2gether again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last nite had a good tok with her.. guess i flooded my whole bed... its realli bad... im hurt deeply.. i think i made a bad decision.. how i wish time cld  rewind.. but i shall wait.. till the day she realise dat dere is still me.. i still exist..but dat is like so long.. i oso dunnoz why i onli regret now.. but its all too late... i realise she is dat important to me.. even more impt den my own life.. i guess i've changed.. to a more serious n quiet person.. so to those who dun see me smile as much as i do last time.. dun be offended.. but i guess i have been realli hit hard in this chapter of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109377875309018968?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109377875309018968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109377875309018968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109377875309018968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i do miss her...&lt;br /&gt;i guess dis my retribution..&lt;br /&gt;to witness the harsh reality..&lt;br /&gt;its a sin i let her go..&lt;br /&gt;cos i know i cldnt live w/o her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109358952590650423?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109358952590650423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109358952590650423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109358952590650423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109358952590650423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/weep.html' title='weep...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109318001251769582</id><published>2004-08-23T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T21:06:52.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i was born...</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy 16th birthday to myself... guess i will be celebrating this year's birthday alone... juz feel so lonely, surroundings so quiet... though quite alot of ppl wished me n they remembered... but you didnt.. i even had to tell u lorz...prob u didnt know but u didnt even bothered to talk to me.. u juz kept quiet...i really hoped dat u cld at least say sumthing.. its cld be anithing.. juz a word.. but whenever im online u oso wont come to tok to me... guess its juz on my side.. im deceiving myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;   counting down to 2359 when i will juz whisper "happy birthday jason", switch off my lights n sleep... hoping dat the moment will actually last... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;   tomorrow is english paper 2... i hope i can kick the paper's arse n get the marks out of it manzz... argh... everything will return as normal.. i muz be strong, cant fade away n walk away in shame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109318001251769582?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944385.post-109300585914567335</id><published>2004-08-21T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T20:44:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick... very sick...</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;  ahhhh- choooo........ wah... *wipes away* woah! have been sneezing the whole damn day.. guess im going to be sick soon.. sniff.. prelims is like on monday.. sobz.. today went to this briefing at bout 1105am for the interview by M.O.E ppl on wednesday.. sooo booring.. have to stay back in sch on wednesday.. sucks manzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;     was suppose to celebrate weber's b-day n mine de..at first went to bishan the seoul garden to eat.. but it was under renovation.. wth.. i lost touch le lahz.. my minds a lil rusty.. den we decided not to eat.. but the guys were like very hungry.. so we went to taka's outlet.. wah we ate alot like some hungry spirits... very bloated now... stayed the whole afternoon dere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;     it was raining... but i still walked all the way home frm the mrt station... but whu is dere to care... no one lorz... dunnoz why but i've been thinking alot these days.. bout the 2 yrs n 3 mths relationship with regina... guess im quite an emotional guy.. sensitive new age guy? SNAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;    Argh.. i juz need someone to tok to me... so down n out... falling sick soon.. can feel it.. whole body's like not functioning... can feel the heat.. xianz tomorrow still muz go back to sch... for maths n chem... i miss vong... dunnoz why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;     feel like sleeping now... snorezzz.... zzz.... tired tired... argh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109300585914567335?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109300585914567335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109300585914567335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109300585914567335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109300585914567335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/sick-very-sick_20.html' title='sick... very sick...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109292557694576751</id><published>2004-08-20T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T22:41:20.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oral exam... anxiety... guess it went alrite..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today was totally boorring... had a bad hair day.. juz cldnt get my hair spiked.. wth.. so went to sch like a shithead.. sux man... Ms ng was like telling me dat chose me for a course nxt week.. i was like thinking.. why me... but nvm.. as usual.. i nv complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oral was like aft sch today... both invigilators were indians i guess... wah... very scary sia.. but still.. i was composed n kept my cool... n today competition was rife cos got pamy, siti all these enthu kia.. sigh.. hope dat the results will be good man... prelims seem like its coming so fast... i had better pull my socks my hair n my underwear to work faster manxx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today got to chat with this fierce gal called  Gan Jing Ling.. her name sound angelic but she very fierce de lorz... sigh... attitude sia.. but its alrite i guess.. hope to know her betta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109292557694576751?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109292557694576751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109292557694576751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109292557694576751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109292557694576751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/oral-exam-anxiety-guess-it-went-alrite.html' title='oral exam... anxiety... guess it went alrite..'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109283750974924193</id><published>2004-08-19T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T21:58:29.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is like a stage.. where u must act according to the script.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wah big time xianz lorz today.. realise dat i have not msged for a long time le.. last time always kanna my parents nag must use lesser cos bill very high... now lehz.. i guess they have nothing to say le lorz.. realise that suddenly everything seems so messy.. everything seems so real dat i have to watch each word i say n to watch other ppl who r waiting to strike at me frm behind.. life's so practical sia.. tomorrow having eng oral.. as usual i very afraid lorz.. xianz... scared i cant do well... arrggghhh.. eng is like one of the most impt subject lorz... n im terribly unstable in my results... time is runnning out.. betta make full use of each second.. ahhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109283750974924193?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109283750974924193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109283750974924193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109283750974924193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109283750974924193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/life-is-like-stage-where-u-must-act.html' title='life is like a stage.. where u must act according to the script.'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109266022359331436</id><published>2004-08-17T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T20:43:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shriek... life is like a everyday repeating story...</title><content type='html'>    &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; booring.. slept late last nite to watch ronald susilo trash the arse out of Lin Dan... the match was great... today P.E &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt; big time man... Mr Ling as usual started ordering us to run and do all those pull-ups which i at gave up long ago... he was like shouting " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this two weeks u nd to pass ur 2.4km and ur pull ups... if not it will expire the nxt week n u have to retake again"&lt;/span&gt;.. wtf is wrong with him lorz.. slap him ar.. bish! ai ya.. den he continued saying " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i want to see u all daily either at the gym or running".. walaoz he crazy arh.. siao geng...&lt;/span&gt; he torture us like siao today.. making us run.. wah i sooo long nv sweat dis much le lorz.. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr potato&lt;/span&gt;.. he himself cannot pull or run still xpect so much frm us... argh.. at the end of the lesson he still in front of 3/3 sia suay us.. at dere loud loud say we not ashamed of ourselves mehz.. argh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to hell with u lahz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;     I finally decided to retake chinese.. dunnoz i crazy or despo.. but i realli nd that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;.. i can see it coming!! argh... life's so stresssed.. help? im juz so lethargic.. DAt gal today haing oral exam.. i msged her n wished her gd luck.. but she like after oral exam den say thank you.. argh wad ever.. i totally give up le lahzzz.. though i still think of u.. but we juz cannot be 2gether.. cos we always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;QUARREL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;     yawns... my eyes juz feel like closing.. tomorrow still got chinese test and i still have piles of maths paper waiting for my golden ink to stain dem.. im juz wan to get my studies moving and everything else can wait... xianz ar...my legs r aching and im hungry.. a hungry man is an angry man... so dats all folks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109266022359331436?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109266022359331436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109266022359331436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109266022359331436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109266022359331436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/shriek-life-is-like-everyday-repeating.html' title='shriek... life is like a everyday repeating story...'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109249347204609278</id><published>2004-08-15T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T19:36:55.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moTiVatiOn....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice."&lt;br /&gt;Cherokee Saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Edison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember, always give your best. Never get discouraged. Never be petty. Always remember, others may hate you. But those who hate you don't win unless you hate them. And then you destroy yourself."&lt;br /&gt;Richard M. Nixon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be discouraged if your plans do not succeed the first time. No one learns to walk by taking only one step."&lt;br /&gt;Catherine Pulsifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The times we enjoyed will not be forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate legacy is being able to let go ur loved one&lt;br /&gt;to sought the love that i cant provide frm another person..&lt;br /&gt;Tears will flow but god knows tat dis is a mistake worth making..&lt;br /&gt;Jason Wong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944385-109249347204609278?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109249347204609278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109249347204609278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109249347204609278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109249347204609278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/motivation.html' title='moTiVatiOn....'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109249256697327276</id><published>2004-08-15T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T19:37:33.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booorrring day... </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A smile cost nothing, but gives much.&lt;br /&gt;It enriches those who receive, without making poorer those who give. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever.&lt;br /&gt;None is so rich or mighty that he can get along without it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and none is so poor but that he can be made rich by it.&lt;br /&gt;A smile creates happiness in the home, fosters good will in business, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and is the countersign of friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It brings rest to the weary, cheer to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and is nature's best antidote for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away.&lt;br /&gt;Some people are too tired to give you a smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. &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/7944385-109249256697327276?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109249256697327276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109249256697327276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109249256697327276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109249256697327276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/booorrring-day.html' title='booorrring day... '/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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-7944385.post-109238306471357757</id><published>2004-08-14T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T19:38:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u've changed! u chose the road... u shld walk it alone..areuscared?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..started my new blog..cos i forgot my previous one and the main reason is cos of nessa..she gave me hers..obvious i shld have one to xchange to..sigh..last nite she didnt have time to spare.. but ai ya.. as if she realli talked to me b4..my chinese o's got an A2 and a distinction for oral.. im like wth.. prob i expected more.. im now in a dillema whether to retake or notz.. but thinking dat it will waste so much time.. argh.. i dunnoz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its like juz 2 days since i broke up with regina.. everythings so empty inside me.. i knew i had to do this move..but still.. it tore my heart wide apart and smash all the memories dat we had.. i cried like siao manzzz..but dis aint the first time.. but im sure its the last.. its like 2yrs 3 mths we've been 2gether.. its hard.. i knew the consequences.. i cld forsee.. dats probably the torture dat i have to go thru.. if she realli ends up with andy. i will wish them well..anyway i was the one who suggests her to be with andy.. cos prob i felt inferior and insecure.. but i juz pray for her dat she doesnt get cheated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sch was horrible today.. had to see regina walking out with andy for like soo many times.. actually i dun feel the pinch.. probably becos i hate regina now.. i juz cant stand the fact that she always like to fake.. gawd.. u juz makes me puke.. she realli can seduce the guy man.. always making her hair n making so much noise to attract attention.. argh.. wonder wad made me stay wif her for sooo long.. till we drift den i realise these much.. she realli is cruel.. but guess im no betta.. cos i was the one who initiated all this shiet.. argh.. but pls.. dun walk the wrong route.. u r digging ur own grave.. pls dun.. i dun wanna see these though i hate u.. cos aft all.. we were once 2gether.. today talk to kejun.. realise that our class realli got loads of sh!t.. so many problems.. argh wadever.. i had enuff.. who's gonna mess with me will DIE! i will forget the times we were 2gether.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wld concentrate on my studies n u wld kiss my arse when i get my results.. probably u wld realise dat im betta or worse den who ever u wld end up wif..cos i dun realli care.. sobz.&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/7944385-109238306471357757?l=x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/feeds/109238306471357757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7944385&amp;postID=109238306471357757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109238306471357757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944385/posts/default/109238306471357757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-areuscared-x.blogspot.com/2004/08/uve-changed-u-chose-road-u-shld-walk.html' title='u&apos;ve changed! u chose the road... u shld walk it alone..areuscared?'/><author><name>areuscared inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05691933931602259307</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>
