<?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-11799068</id><updated>2011-09-05T23:54:09.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relivin It</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-1270909453844650594</id><published>2008-03-14T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:39:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew.</title><content type='html'>Okay, took some time off work to blog in my mom shop .__. So to clear things up... Why i did not blog for the past week or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, my internet kept ****ing up on me, so i pretty much cant help it until i get a cure for it, but as of now, the only available solution to this situation is to reformat my computer, which might take awhile 'cos i still dont really know hw to reformat it and hell, i dun wanna use vista .__. so i also have to borrow an XP CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with 100% confirmation, i would continue blogging and continue my story telling as soon as my internet is back up with 0% errors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, i will put &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;of you perverts on a cliffhanger on the Ah Cheng's story ya? xDD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-1270909453844650594?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1270909453844650594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=1270909453844650594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1270909453844650594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1270909453844650594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/03/phew.html' title='phew.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-8448817390662863871</id><published>2008-03-02T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:48:51.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo update</title><content type='html'>Okay 2day went to watch L change the world. According to JinMing, yes it was kinda gross, but okay lah, bleed wif pus only... still bearable. Stupid movie only had 1 scene of Misa-Misa =\ ++ I heard from hazirah that she found some1 in the same course as me =D. Problem is, its a girl, from another school .__. i sense that there would be miscommunication. T.T hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to coin-toss my story route .____. coz no1 went to vote more... .__. okay nvm. *Tosses coin* -drum roll- Will it be option 1 or 2?!.......&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And it issssssss.... Option 2! =D hotel lovers rejoice!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Untitled Story &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Ah Cheng, with mischievousness up his sleeves, gestured the lady into his "Pirated" Mazda RX8 he got from a blackmarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah! Your car... so sui man!" The lady squealed, much to her anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, not really la, just 90k only!" Ah Cheng boasted, his mind thinking that he is such a genius for adding another zero to the actual price of his "pirated ship".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the lady finished gasping from hearing such a large amount of money was spent, Ah Cheng swung his hair like the model of the hair shampoo advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and went into the driver seat. Then, purposefully jamming the gas pedal to make the VROOM VROOM sound, he sped directly towards a lamp post as the lady secretly fiddled around with the clutch. The bumper immediately fell off and thoughts came to his mind as Ah Cheng was reminded of money again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wah piang ehhh....  My car.... maintenance fee 3k lei... ouchhhh heart acheee....." Ah Cheng thought to himself, using fingers to count the money needed for the car's maintenance. Wiping the thought off his mind, Ah Cheng then swiftly sieved through the traffic and reached some random hotel. Random thoughts flashed through Ah Cheng's mind as he checked in to a room with the lady, who was in total amazement, yet in much of a daze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tonight... i must eat up this chio bu, so as to make up for my 3k maintenance fee! MUAHAHAHAHHA... wa kao im so evil." He thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without much hesitation, the lady grabbed a bathrobe and ran immediately into the bathroom, not knowing what devices were armed in the room for these situations. Ah Cheng then went to the bed and stripped himself as he raised the blinds which rendered the wall linking the bathroom to the beds totally transparent from the outside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Alright this marks the end of another chapter =D suspense ftw!!!!!oneeleven!!11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahahahhah i looooooove suspense =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" style="margin: 0pt;" action="http://www.acepolls.com/vote/What-would-happen/561665/"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; width: 250px; background-color: rgb(255, 204, 102); color: rgb(0, 102, 204) ! important; background-image: url(http://www.acepolls.com/pollimages/bg/5.gif);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 204) ! important;"&gt;What would happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="choice" value="0" checked="checked" type="radio"&gt;Ah Cheng sees nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="choice" value="1" type="radio"&gt;The lady was actually  not a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="choice" value="2" type="radio"&gt;Ah Cheng sees everything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input value=" Vote! " type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acepolls.com/vote/What-would-happen/561665/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0) ! important;"&gt;(View Results)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acepolls.com/create/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0) ! important;"&gt;Create a Poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY FOR POLLS! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-8448817390662863871?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8448817390662863871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=8448817390662863871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/8448817390662863871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/8448817390662863871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/03/woo-update.html' title='woo update'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-3495457436916257288</id><published>2008-03-01T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:34:53.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2morrow will be a story update ._.</title><content type='html'>Okay, because i grew tired of waiting for the last voter, i will let a coin decide which option it would be. + umm about the below post, i got it all sorted out wif my mom, we both unanimously agreed that its my sister's fault =). lols. But unfortunately.. i still cant get my leave on Saturday, thus meaning i would watch like 4 movies on a sunday. .__. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the enrolment package to arrive .__. dunnno why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i will update the story tomorrow.. since its kinda dragging . .__. and ill set up a poll which is way easier than tagging... and less leychey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-3495457436916257288?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3495457436916257288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=3495457436916257288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/3495457436916257288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/3495457436916257288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/03/2morrow-will-be-story-update.html' title='2morrow will be a story update ._.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-7411396498904722574</id><published>2008-02-24T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:33:58.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im FUCKING angry. yes. FUCKING angry.</title><content type='html'>Before reading, please note that the blogger will be using heavily explicit language in sync with his current mood at 12.16am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so... now my Mom's bitching in the living room, so loudly, she meant it for me to hear. Like it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;FAULT for not working on a Sunday, which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPPOSEDLY&lt;/span&gt; my sister's fucking timeslot. Call me childish but im not the 1 who likes to cancel appointments abruptly but she(my sis) doesnt fucking have the decency to tell me that she has her exams on monday, and required me to help her on the Sunday, say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE DAYS EARLIER?&lt;/span&gt; and not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIRECTLY 1 DAY BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; Sunday? I was fucking already arranging to go out on the Sunday and she juz pops in and tell me to stand in for her 'cos she had to study for her common tests. No, im not against the fact that she planned to mug for it, but i am fucking pissed to hear her plans right before the day itself. Like for fucks sake, as of now, 12.22am , its my fucking fault for not acknowledging my responsibility to stand in for my sister and it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPLETELY fucking ALRIGHT&lt;/span&gt; for my mom to bitch at me whichever way she pleases. Make sense? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shud show gratitude to my sister for standing in for me on my timeslots during my O levels, but still, its a matter of telling everything at least, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT THE FUCKING LEAST&lt;/span&gt; 3 days beforehand. I mean, No1 likes to cancel trips or outing at the very last minute, im sure many of you dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its my fault for showing attitude to my mom for standing on my sister's side, fulfilling her damned duties as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD MOTHER&lt;/span&gt; by countering whatever i had to say with alibis and graceful comments for my sister. But, for a fact, i am not good at controlling my temper and i nearly do that everytime(yes, 'cos it happens EVERYTIME). She shud already know how i work around these situations. Yet, again, she bitches at me in my room, in the living room, on purpose to spite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she used to say that i have alot of spare time, yet i just had to squeeze all my trip schedules on my workdays. LIKE FUCK, EVERY1 AS FREE AS ME MEH?! Sometimes, she can be a great mom, but sometimes, her situation analysis can be a chuck load of rotten nuts. Besides, always going out at night isnt nice......(sidetrack: shes bitching again, in the living room. 12.32am) 'cos for a fact i know that some of those i go out with do not always go out at night and it would somehow be a... pain in e ass for them to go out at night 'cos i had a fucking irresponsible sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough for today. Im about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel that i just dont fit into the family at all. Fuckit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-7411396498904722574?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7411396498904722574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=7411396498904722574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/7411396498904722574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/7411396498904722574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-fucking-angry-yes-fucking-angry.html' title='Im FUCKING angry. yes. FUCKING angry.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-822097212988086978</id><published>2008-02-23T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T02:05:01.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dang, more ppl vote pl0x! &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Title pretty much says all, coz im stuck at 1 is to 1.&lt;br /&gt;being,&lt;br /&gt;Choice 1 -- 1 vote&lt;br /&gt;            2 -- 1 vote&lt;br /&gt;            3 -- 0 votes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot decide if its like that ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on, I think this asking for votes would be too much effort to ask so i am thinking of adding a poll instead, any1 agrees pls go to taggie n tell me ur opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ill go on wif my life these days then, to bump the post till some third person comes n pops a choice. No doubt, will be hard but yea, this is wad happens to unpopulated blogs... like mine ._. So.... We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so wad have i been doing lately.... Counting my ang bao money... Bankin em in so i am short on cash... Working non stop... OH right, i juz got myself an uber mouse, 1800 dpi, Razer Diamondback. 40 bucks thanks to Alvin there for the offer. And, im gonna lose 108 bucks soon buying mayday tix.. Gonna go wif Ralph, =D very long nv see him liao haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, my lifepath is slowly paving itself out, with my poly life coming into view. Any1 who is going to TP Interior Architecture and Design please tell me. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLOSE&lt;/span&gt; to being alone in there =\. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so dats about all i guess... Sorry for the lack of story continuity, Will update ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-822097212988086978?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/822097212988086978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=822097212988086978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/822097212988086978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/822097212988086978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/02/dang-more-ppl-vote-pl0x.html' title='dang, more ppl vote pl0x! &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-4208574370420826967</id><published>2008-02-15T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T03:31:39.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day special =.= or not special... lols</title><content type='html'>Stupid valentines day. Nothing different, still have to work, have to eat, have 2 sleep. At orchard road see couples huggling intimately, on mrt see guys hand in hand wif their partners, guys holding onto bunches of flowers, awaiting their loved ones to arrive and present the flowery bunch to express their love. For a single like me, yes, its pretty much frustrating n infuriating. Why? -deep breath- *tries to act like a loser* 'Cos i am a bloody single wif no love from an opposite gender other than my mom. =.= *stops acting like a loser* Okay, onto my second chapter... 2 votes for route 3 =.= blooooooooooody hell, 2 ppl only =\... hope more ppl vote this time =\\\\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Untitled Story &lt;2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The drunkard came to his senses, realising the young lad locked in his arms was actually a beautiful lady with a sorrowful face, loosened his grip, giving the lady a chance for escape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hold onnn hoooooold on~!!" Ah Cheng desperately grabbing onto the rugged wear of the lady, frantically calling out for the lady. But the sudden action of Ah Cheng had the lady shocked, and the harder she tries to run, the harder Ah Cheng pulled, until her shirt got torn and she fell flat on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh sorry ah.... not my fault, i pull, u pull, i pull, u pull, end up.... ur clothes tear and u pua toh, den ur face kiss the ground... really not my fault lei ..." Ah Cheng looked at the poor lady, face still flat to the ground. Ah Cheng snapped out of his blurness a second later and went forward to help the lady, only to get another shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"WHA KAO EH! How come your mole soooooooooo BIG 1?! U win liao, u even pwn PCK... ur mole... Biggggggg....." Ah Cheng exclaimed, his voice piercing through the chilly winds of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But... I dont have a mole lei..." The lady said, touching her face and eventually, landing her delicate fingers on the "so-called mole".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OHOHOHO! I know liao, U KANASAI! " Ah Cheng laughed, and was then questioned by the lady about his cursing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No la, not i cursing you, is your face... kenna the shit.... pfft..unfghhhh AHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHH....." Ah Cheng explained, trying to suppress his laughter, but failed. At this point, the lady was very annoyed, but also, amused at Ah Cheng's antics, thus thought of giving him a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Umm... you can lend me your house de shower anot ... i wan to take bath ah.. very smelly.. the shit." the lady asked politely, with a stint of embarassment. Just then.. Ah Cheng froze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This marks the end of chapter 2 =D hope u liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for 3 more routes.&lt;br /&gt;1) Ah Cheng brings the girl home.&lt;br /&gt;2) Ah Cheng brings the girl to a hotel instead&lt;br /&gt;3) Ah Cheng refuses to walk together with a girl with shit on her face, thus kicking her and walks home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your decision = ) MORE PPL VOTE HOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-4208574370420826967?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4208574370420826967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=4208574370420826967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/4208574370420826967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/4208574370420826967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-special-or-not-special.html' title='valentines day special =.= or not special... lols'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-282562637385249090</id><published>2008-02-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:58:16.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of the story...</title><content type='html'>okay so.... so far i think if im not wrong....&lt;br /&gt;3 votes for idea 1..&lt;br /&gt;0 for idea 2... x.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea 1 pwn3d idea 2 hands down. =O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i guess ill start on my ... story then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Untitled Story &lt;1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;  As darkness slowly crept into the lonely and somewhat awkwardly peaceful streets of Singapore, Ah Cheng groped his way slowly out of the drinking haven he frequented for the past few months after being sacked by his boss at DoDo Fishball Manufacturing Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contrasting to the heat built up within him due to the alcohol intake, the streets were cold. Very Cold... Looking at his watch, Ah Cheng's eyes slowly bulged into a huge fishball-like menace. As he wondered about in his thoughts searching for the reason of his astonishment, a ball hit him straight at his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Walau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who ah?! Aiming so loushee! Shoot alsho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoot until my head. Pain one lei!" Ah Cheng blabbered in his drunken state. He was definitely in no state to even differentiate a mouse from a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "EH! SORRY BOSS!" a somewhat juvenile sounding voice shot into the air, piercing the silence once again, after Ah Cheng cried out in agony. Then, a small figure emerged swiftly from the shadows. A small built man in a torn jersey with his facial features covered by a barely recognizable BillaBong cap, standing at around five feet tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;darted at the ball. Barely able to stand well, Ah Cheng focussed his remaining energy and slid his arm around the ball's owner, locking his head to Ah Cheng's chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Oi, you. Hit me liao apolo-jaishh you thinkksh enuff arsh?! Pay me mehdiko feesh den yoo can go horsh!" Ah Cheng tried to make his sentence clear, but of course, had failed miserably. The man tried to struggle and break free but to no avail and his cap fell off. As if possessed by Cinderella, the man, who actually turned out to be a woman, shook her head hard and her hair, resembling thousand strands of silk coming out from a Giant Caterpie(Pokem0n ftw!) cascaded down onto Ah Cheng's hairy arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Wah!... YOU CHAO AH GUA, HAIR GROW SO LONG FOR WHAT! EEYER!" Ah Cheng, as though awaken from his drunken stupor, yelled loudly into the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay, so End of part 1.... Time to choose a route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Ah Cheng, angered, proceeds to beat the crap out of the woman.&lt;br /&gt;2)Ah Cheng, surprised at the sudden change of gender,  apologises to the woman.&lt;br /&gt;3)Ah Cheng, still surprised at the sudden change of gender, tries to hook the woman up.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Hope some1 do vote, so i can continue my story .____."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, Happy CNY to all. Get many many ang baos... Donate give me ( .__.|l)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-282562637385249090?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/282562637385249090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=282562637385249090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/282562637385249090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/282562637385249090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/02/start-of-story.html' title='The start of the story...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-5172733711579289844</id><published>2008-02-01T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:09:47.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Forgot...</title><content type='html'>Ahahaha, almost forgot to post my results here^^ . Seriously speaking, i had no **** of an idea i can get so good. Haha... well, dont suan me, but at least i got 2 distinctions. Limpei nv even study much, everything last minute =x. Well, final score + cca points bonus deduction ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 : 14&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 : 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, its a freaking HALF OF MY PRELIM RESULTS! =.= Now i believe when they say, last minute work still pays off well. Budden if i study oso no use, they dont go in, 1 ear in 1 ear out -.-... At least my English got an A1, pretty~. Sad to say i still couldnt pass my A-maths, which was freakin disappointing... Wanted to sms ms nawal to say sorry budden nid collect eagles award den forget again, ^$&amp;amp;$%@#$52346. HMT oso fail =.= dunno why that happened. But not the worst, both D7 which is... pretty much near a pass i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try get my a$$ into Psychology Studies. FUTURE PSYCHOMANIAC FTW!. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote ppl , VOTE... lols. or rather, Choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-5172733711579289844?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5172733711579289844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=5172733711579289844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5172733711579289844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5172733711579289844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/02/almost-forgot.html' title='Almost Forgot...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-1549412515950402404</id><published>2008-01-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:03:59.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe im juz no good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-EDIT-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo post, take no heed. pheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-1549412515950402404?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1549412515950402404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=1549412515950402404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1549412515950402404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1549412515950402404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/01/maybe-im-juz-no-good.html' title='maybe im juz no good'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-6759966224043789669</id><published>2008-01-29T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:01:08.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>um hi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know =. = I haven been posting since last yr august.... T'was to umm... mix in wif the christmas spirit n stuff, u know, u know... umm like... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tis the season to be jolly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...." the song.... lets change the lyrics to say... " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tis the season to be rotting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well i have been thinking up of wad i can do to ... not make it rot. So umm.. i came up with 2 ideas...&lt;br /&gt;Idea 1: Interactive Story Telling.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, as this idea suggests, it means that every post would be a part of a story, thinkin of adding randomness to it, lawls. Well um... at the end of the story part, i would then indicate 2 or 3 choices, paths rather, u guys do the voting, one person per vote... something along that line.&lt;br /&gt;Idea 2: Comic Drawing&lt;br /&gt;Okay, basically, since im too lazy to get on to type, might as well i do it offline. With my somewhat... more favourite thing to do, which is... drawing... Im gonna like... try to perfect my .... humans sketches... Then umm basically, small comic strips for stress relief or smth liddat. =.= Dang im bad at this. Umm hopefully this doesnt freeze any1, if the jokes abit lame... well, requests to be in the comics r also accepted... msn me, or email me or smth liddat =.=.... a .... prototype is now viewable in my friendster.. the .... 5 minute work i think. .... umm crap. i forgot. Its in chinese godda*nit, i forgot to ... make it english. sorry =x ill try to ummm make another one soon? In english, of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friendster can be viewed via searching my email...&lt;br /&gt;nutcase_rawks(at)hotmail........ bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill announce the final results of the votes (sorry i donno how to do a poll...) on umm.... say an auspicious day like... CNY... if any1 bothers to even read a rotting blog. HAH! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, umm i tink this blog wouldnt last long. probably would stop again in april perhaps.. when the school term starts. Of course, i will be trying to rush stuff out, hopefully i dont mess up... God dam*it.  I know, ur gonna blow off like  " WTF U THINKING, 5TH TIME REVIVING UR BLOG LIAO, JUZ DUN DO LA" ehh, umm.. juz for the sake of doing, im doing it, and also.. since im like... inside the contributors for the 4c blog... better bring up the image and re...liven this blog. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have to say, hopefully some1 does stumble upon this, doesnt mind my bad english, and umm, vote in the taggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and.. please tell me if there are any dead links =.=... u know, so many months already, basically many links r dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-6759966224043789669?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6759966224043789669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=6759966224043789669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/6759966224043789669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/6759966224043789669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2008/01/um-hi.html' title='um hi?'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-5146919973566225495</id><published>2007-08-28T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:35:58.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im bak....</title><content type='html'>Here to bump posts, and to tell u guys about my sucky results for PRELIMS.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;DnT                      A1&lt;br /&gt;English                 C6&lt;br /&gt;HMT                    C6&lt;br /&gt;E-Maths              D7&lt;br /&gt;Comb. Sci.           D7&lt;br /&gt;Comb. Humans. E8&lt;br /&gt;A-Maths              F9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it aint &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;that sucky....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;since i got 3 F9s for my mid year -.-... and considering that it was supposedly more easy than this Prelim... so..... YAY IMPROVEMENT =D.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... i nid help.. this can kill, everyday reach home at 9pm. and its gonna continue for another 1 month at least.... GOD... SAVE ME..... haha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im gonna turn in early. so .... BYE!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-5146919973566225495?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5146919973566225495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=5146919973566225495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5146919973566225495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5146919973566225495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-bak.html' title='Im bak....'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-2072401857048540048</id><published>2007-07-23T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:36:20.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 Words To Describe 2day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Very&lt;br /&gt;2)PAIN......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTH. Happy Racial Harmony Day every1.... Congrats and Blessings to Mdm Farah's newborn Baby BOY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, my leg n eye is very pain now, shall not go on any further...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-2072401857048540048?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2072401857048540048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=2072401857048540048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/2072401857048540048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/2072401857048540048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/07/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-1006689505804590080</id><published>2007-07-21T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:36:38.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bland</title><content type='html'>2days pretty bland, as compared to yesterday... 2day is all about slacking.. =x... haha well ytd was freaking fun. after school lessons i rushed hme n took a quick bath before preparing to go out for the "class outing". the earring was driving me crazy. everytime put will bleed T.T..... then finally when i put it on, i went out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MRT shows : 1 Minute" I look at my fone clock. waited 3 minutes, and saw... finally, train is moving. like wth -.- 1 min = 3 minutes?... well den when we got there i went to get my drink... and chiong in coz every1 was more or less alr in their seats.... den i found out, seats changed n i sat beside Zerlina... not bad. Got free popcorn.... Then the movie was fantastically nice. Like wad Ms Nawal said, "bear no expectations and expect good stuff" Personally i liked the part when potter kissed Cho... lols jk. I like the part whre they played around with the.. dolores umbridge ... pretty funny. And after that, we left for the toilet outside ... where the most satisfactory part came in.... FEELING OF FREEDOM~ AHHHH.... lol. Then we went to walk walk around.... and Aaron went to order his Deathly Hallows.... Den we went to playground to play some very amusing stuff..... Below are wad happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 269px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i106/ZeTurtle/DSC00019.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement and Chester, 2 very nauseous victims in the making....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 275px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i106/ZeTurtle/DSC00020.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the line goes on... Next two victims.... Dickson, Chinyang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried on another thing.... Din take the pictures, but it was hilarious when every1 was like near pengsan state.... and chinyang requested to spin harder to make himself fly. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to CS... to take neoprints..... My very first neoprint in 10 yrs.. haha... kinda malu when go in.... and i was halfsquatting thruout the whole thing.... leg pain like dunno wad..... Den waited for the gals to edit the pictures for like...30-45 minutes.... Expected of them lah, when they do these kinda nepoprint stuff, they tend to take more than 1 hr sometimes. Later on, hazirah departed at TM-CS crossover... and den slowly chinyang, at the open field wif the indian  who was sitting on the grasspatch looking at the sky... Like some indian movie..... haha!&lt;br /&gt;then the rest of us went to makan...... at Mac... den after finished yvonne went off.. and the last 9 of us were like... playing games non stop.... Frank was certified lame and also stupid... according to wad some gals say..... "wad is 1 thing Frank has, we dun have?" "his stupidity" LOL.... no offence ah Frank. then before that... "what is 1 thing we all dun have, dick has half, ying ying have..." "single eyelid..." WALAO SINCE WHEN I HAVE HALF A SINGLE EYELID -l.-....... i have 3 sometimes =x.... haha den we sat there for like 2 hrs..... and den we seperated..... ya, that day was no doubt one of the best.... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-1006689505804590080?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1006689505804590080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=1006689505804590080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1006689505804590080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1006689505804590080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/07/bland.html' title='bland'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-7020889628751908541</id><published>2007-07-17T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:37:17.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sians.</title><content type='html'>sian sian 1 leh..... shall post 1 post before i get anything academically related going on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, life has been pretty mundane... except for few perk-me-ups from the physics teacher.. and you-shall-not-know-who. Well she finally spoke. thats a good thing, the barrier, i hope by the time O lvls have passed, it would be gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIan. 2ml have to go find the ms/mdm/mrs rohana ... for oral consultation booking... she called. on saturday, straight hit 10.30am, asked if i was going. Den i found out. "ORAL CONSULTATION IS 2DAY! F__K!" well not to blame either, she got the dates wrong, so did i , i tot the day was on a monday. Clever ole' me. Well these aside, i FINALLY GOT MYSELF A NERD GHOST TO POSSESS MYSELF! YAY! nah, juz kiddin. recently, perhaps due to the enthusiasm stored in me for... like say 9 yrs?? was being let out. WOOOO phys/chem for-tha-win~! Well, afterall, im determined, and yes, very very determined to go to a poly of my selected course. and Omygosh, i hate these red lines -.- very distracting. i cant type without staring at the red pixelated line appearing after every shortform/abbreviations i used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i wonder. Nobdy read my blog liao, continue blogging for...? Interests perhaps, and as i said, the release of the dormant stupid 9 yrs worthed of enthusiasm. Went to mac to study seh =P it was pretty nice, good condusive environment, any1 who wanna join me say I. In my taggie pls. ... wait, no1s reading anyways, why bother. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad, i even went back to maplestory, becoz of my enthusiasm. JM n DH said it was on intention that i would enter that particular cyber-realm and hook up some mermaids. Well u can say so .... *wink* -vomits- ok nvm, but ya, im actually caught up wif a gal already. not gonna go into a ... wad u call it.... lets juz say bgr until i managed to forget her, or perhaps kind heaven would drop a sexbomb infront of my face right this minute, den..  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perhaps ill consider.&lt;/span&gt; coz i tink this time i am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazily involved, and currently still mad&lt;/span&gt; over this gal whom i would not want to reveal the identity. And no, dun think ur my friend u will know who it is. Cos its not who u think it is... or maybe it is.....? HAHAHAHA guess lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day english NSW was realli boring. It literally "fell on blind eyes" for me. or rather, i juz fell asleep, kudos to fatigue, the incurable disease, as in, incurable within seconds after being diagnosed. Just nice enuf the topic of the compre was "Stress" ppl read liao oso stress, 60 mins 60 questions, 1 min 1 question, well,  even though i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;breezed through&lt;/span&gt; it, some of them were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tikam tikam&lt;/span&gt;... well to make up for lost time when i visited lalaland =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dnt status : walao, talk oso sian. its never-ending. i would prolly take all the way till this thursday to complete the last touches. which includes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; colouring and pasting. Very stupid right me? left abit nia dun wan to complete, instead keep stalling n stalling, god knows when i would finish... dunno, perhaps its the tiredness of seeing my artifact and folio.... even though sense of achievement n satisfactory does enshroud me sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i guess its enuf for 2day, dont wanna continue too long, gotta study... yes time is precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-7020889628751908541?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7020889628751908541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=7020889628751908541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/7020889628751908541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/7020889628751908541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/07/sians.html' title='sians.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-6970784552557653878</id><published>2007-07-02T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:43:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>define holidays&lt;br /&gt;Holidays is a day whereby slackers slack and workers work, but in Dunman, we believe in academic excellence and responsibility to make the best out of ourselves. Thus, in Dunman, we would bluntly define holidays as an opportunity to study, work, and for teachers, to bring students back for Bonding Sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above stated was juz crap. No worries. Youth day, im already losing my youth. No youth day for me.... Had to go to school to do dnt. Wasted half an afternoon and went home. Then, just when i was about to decide to go out... Drowsiness hit me. Hard on the head, and on the heart. Slept for wholly 3 hrs and found out that i wasted my whole day sleeping. In school trousers summore. Then, i had a new goal. To have sakae sushi. But then i tot ... eating sakae alone. I must be crazy. Settled for BK's mushroom swiss instead.... Then went up to popular to buy my penknife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO im not emo =)  Nided it for DNT. but well, i do feel abit emo after i watched how efficient the blade was... and was tinking how it would feel when it slides across my wri--- ok i didnt say that. = ) im not emo im not emo im not emo. My Beautiful Penknife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 262px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i106/ZeTurtle/beautiful.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its beautiful... But well, after reading whats on the description.... i had a laugh, and then felt emo.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 355px; height: 266px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i106/ZeTurtle/LOL.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the first sentence carefully. Its dam funny. Well if ur not an emo. XDD&lt;br /&gt;Note: no offence to those emos out there =). I still love u all, yes, every1 of u.... one way or another, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday____________ Cross Country Race.&lt;br /&gt;4C won the highest amount of people acquiring a place in top 100 =) 11 guys, 8 gals. We rule. =PP.... Cant wait to see the plaque 2morrow in class..... Well on that day after Cross Country... 4C went to makan... in downtown foodcourt..I had chicken rice ... and discovered something realli comical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i106/ZeTurtle/face2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o.... Guess whats next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 263px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i106/ZeTurtle/face1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.^&lt;br /&gt;haha i know, its cute =) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gotta go.. ciao..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to do my frik'in TYSes =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-6970784552557653878?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6970784552557653878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=6970784552557653878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/6970784552557653878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/6970784552557653878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/07/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-1704326907362002717</id><published>2007-06-28T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:07:22.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>back from a long long long relaxation period. doh, not even relaxing... try having ur day everyday waking up at 4.15 to do e maths yet fall asleep in the nxt 5 minutes.... haha, left my hw on the bed and was "begging" -well actually looked like so- the e maths worksheet.... Dunno wad is wrong with me nowadays... 2day i at recess juz stare into blankspace, rarely noticing any1 walking around, though i tink i heard dickson talk to me... ok realli not sure bout that. was thinkin bout stuff. Me + study in calculator, u will get Error 2. But 2day i bought an a maths assessment book... 1000 questions leh. ... well was wondering why they din change it to 888 qns. after all, its more auspicious a number... Parents see liao feel shiok, buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 2day...... alvin went to buy perfume for you-should-know-who-if-ur-in-this-bloody-school-in-secondary-four-express-now. 49.00 bucks. and good ole vinneh was left with 1 buck. for foolscap. =P Lobang rite? 1 dollar foolscap. Bluff u 1. i lend him 2 bucks, just to get another 1 buck... Vivo.. when will u come to me... i wanna gacha gacha~!.... Oh, and... i knocked down a perfume bottle juz now.... was like... "oh holy shit 100 bucks down tha drain, omfgwtfbbqsaucepluschilli" *turns bak to take a look* *spams the shop salesperson with a million sorries and found out the bottles still ok.* bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, had BK for dinner. The lady dam funny. *put 1 card in the plastic bag* *talk to collegue(sp)* *puts a second card in* *packs food and drinks* *gives me the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; card* wow, 3 cards. "Chilli or ketchup sir?" "Chilli." ---back at home--- "eh shit, whers my chilli?!" obviously, the lady was too happy about giving away sure-buay-tio scratchcards and forgot to give me ma chilleh -.- ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something bad, really bad, happened today in english lesson.... onli those sitting around mdm farah knws. Or, its bad for me, rather. =\ dont wish to talk about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After flag raising.... 4A/C/F goes to AVT to listen to the law of the matrix, lesson lecturer Neo. nawww, juz kiddin. Principal told us about our bloody wicked scores in the last climate survey test. 4B swept away the "lowest score in every single bloody question" award. Well they win. 4C oso not bad. We got the "most varied types of ppl in class" award. Mostly comprising of ... Ian, as quoted by Chinyang... Fat Ppl. xDD. Thankgod, the talk saved practically evry1 from geog, since i tink none of us finished our homework. Miracle it is... I never bring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zuo ye&lt;/span&gt; and chinese file, and made a clean escape from zhang lu... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhang yu mu yu lu.&lt;/span&gt; lols. 章鱼沐浴路 creeeky. Squid flavour. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink my lil cousin is hooked up onto FFX...every single day i go home i see him playing FFX, same storyline every single bloody day... onli that he does not like to do boss fights, and insists that he shud leave the fighting to me =___="" maybe. i shud revamp my blog. again. getting kinda.. out of date. But, who cares anyways.... no1 read mah, dun even know why im updating... ok juz to let off some steam, maybe. Gonna stop after Prelims end... Mugging shall start soon, even though u get Error 2 when u put me + study. Theres a price to pay to want to enter TP, with the subject u desire -____-". Heh, and im prolly the fastest in dnt now... which makes me kinda lonely... so many days of folio-ing and still nt yet done... well soon i tink.... left evaluation and my final touchups on my artefact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink i will revamp this blog 1 last time, till O lvls are over. and once again, why i shud bother, no1's gonna see this -.-...... well................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picks up A Maths Assessment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-1704326907362002717?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1704326907362002717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=1704326907362002717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1704326907362002717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1704326907362002717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/06/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-6653349276362975733</id><published>2007-06-24T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:24:39.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo</title><content type='html'>err... wif a  *hic* heiniken(sp) in my hand... *hic* i cant realli *hic* ..... nah jz kidding. onli finished up 1 can of heiniken.... no kick. but well.. no time to blog.. have to work 2ml.. no choice, pushign the update till nxt time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-6653349276362975733?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6653349276362975733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=6653349276362975733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/6653349276362975733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/6653349276362975733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/06/wooo.html' title='wooo'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-4919683862987038942</id><published>2007-06-23T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:32:28.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bump</title><content type='html'>juz a post bump, sorry for not updating, updatin 2ml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-4919683862987038942?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4919683862987038942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=4919683862987038942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/4919683862987038942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/4919683862987038942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/06/bump.html' title='bump'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-5964167248873629133</id><published>2007-06-07T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:44:25.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops.</title><content type='html'>ok, first to address afew concerns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concern no. 1 : Why i nv blog for so long?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : i forgot, was lazy, got hooked up on dota lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concern no.2 : Why i nv report my results on my last post despite i said i would do so?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : i talk about the stupid english week until i forgotten all about it -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concern no. 3 : Why i so emo nowadays(for those who noticed my msn)&lt;br /&gt;Answer : i seriously donno, could be my studies, love life, or prolly juz my f(labberghasted)cked up and unachieving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concern no. 4 : Den why dont i do something about it?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : 1, im lazy 2, used to have tried 3, i failed badly and 4, couldnt be bothered and hope i die sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 2day my post can be quite emo. so beware if ur anti-emotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz had a game of dota....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dota Noob Checklist :&lt;br /&gt;Fed like an idiot --- Check&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded --- Check&lt;br /&gt;Did not run despite warnings --- Check&lt;br /&gt;Showed a f(leeting)cking attitude --- Check&lt;br /&gt;Defended a tower and died instead, still lost the tower --- Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need i say more...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha(sarcastic laughter) shit, i cant seem to cheer up. Juz hope i could like.. die the next instance? thinking on the bright side , the world would be rid of 1 less ugly man, 1 less goodfornothing, 1 less idiot, 1 less noob in dota, 1 less bhb-er, 1 less annoying man and finally 1 less better-off-dead man. I hope that some ghost can juz come, eat up my soul, enter my body and lead my life, i bet he/she would do it better than me ._______. " I cannot expect much, so i juz request that this particular ghost would eat me up in my sleep, give me a peaceful death. I know, im crazy, the onli person asking for a ghost to end my life. Why? im a good for nothing, im afraid of heights, cannot jump. I have had enuf of suffocation when i was fat, cannot hang, i dun like smelly and icky-wicky taste, cannot poison, i cannot bear pain, cannot cut myself, wad the f(ever)ck can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind car please knock me down tomorrow when i crossing the road, let me die. i dun feel like life is precious anymore, to me at least. What is there to cherish when ur life is so f(oolish)cked up and ur class sees u as a good for nothing insomniac(sp) person? I know, my parents do love me, but.. ya im reaching my limit soon, going crazy. Hope the anime Jigoku Shoujo works in real life. I wanna go Hell's Correspondence and put down some random terrorist's name and juz die in hell( search up google if u dunno about it, and its a realli cool anime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt unfair, wads unfair is the man's thoughts. U do the dumbest of things, thinking nothing would happen. U get into trouble and end up blaming Life.  Thoughts, to me, is wad u cannot control. Place a plate of roasted chicken infront of a fat man whos trying to go on a diet. He would say that he wont wanna eat it, turn away and hope u throw the chicken elsewhere. But in actual fact, if u didnt throw it away, sooner or later he would eat it up. Why? He knows of its presence, he knows that the chicken is there, he knows that its delicious, why? his brain told him that. The man would then lose control of his arms and mouth and u know the latter part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, as told by many, is always of the more successful people. Where are the unsuccessful ones? They get chucked away in some corner, ppl hoping that they wont come out and do wad u call 'throwing face'. U dont see em, thats all. U see successful examples in this field of expertise, yet the unsuccessful ones were left to rot and die. I am one of em. not that i work or anything. Its juz an analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, im not begging for sympathy, nor am i begging for attention, im juz saying what my brain is telling me. So dont come saying :" aww u poor thing, dont think so pessimistic liao larhs" i rather u go "screw u, f(lap)ck an elephant for jesus/buddha/allah/shiva's sake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i dont get this, why dont the mosquitoes or sars viruses attack useless ppl like me? why attack the successful ones? Well, afterall, useless ppl r meant to be chucked away and left to die, why not take this opportunity, and kill us this way? No one would mourn for us, they might party and worship the mosquitoes/sarsvirus for killing these social/economical parasites. Everyone always say theres a way, theres a way, dont worry, wont die 1. But aint ppl still pushed to a corner and in de end they suicide? its not their choice in this situation anymore its the you-know-whos who r contradicting what they said pushing ppl to corners n forcing them to die indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, juz maybe, i nid a shrink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-5964167248873629133?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5964167248873629133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=5964167248873629133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5964167248873629133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5964167248873629133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/06/oops.html' title='oops.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-936585725021408482</id><published>2007-05-21T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:30:21.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dots</title><content type='html'>AH, sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Da-Kay-Ho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wa si lin lang eh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;69.69 FM broadcaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wa ti jit tao, si hor lur lang bao gao wah eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mid year(sucky and downright sucky) results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translate to english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hello Everybody. I am your broadcaster from 69.69FM. I came here with the purpose of reporting my depressing Mid Year Examinations Results to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper english w0r. school see this cfm happy until run to 13th floor, turn on spot light, invite DJ and den buy buffet have rooftop party. The next moment u hear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pee-po-pee-po&lt;/span&gt;... nice sound. 'cos it means that we have no lessons 2morrow. 2morrow doesnt even count as a lesson -.-.. what you call a schoolday with entirely pure chinese language periods on a particular Tuesday, and to end it off u have to stay bak for DNT till dusk. Not nice, Very sian, Gonna sleep, System shutting down... *teacher smack table* -quick auto-reboot-... lame -.- And, i dont realli get the point of getting a bunch of goons to act on stage to tell us about speaking good english, which i dun even know wads the purpose for anyways when 1 year ago i heard chinese was important, now they emphasize english, got so cockup 1 meh? (well, i sorta like the mr bean actor ONLY IN THE START, yea well, he sucks at immitation -.-) And juz as much, i dont see the point HOW talking in perfect english to the point ppl start calling us refined pupils/crazy act-acts can help us get good grades for English. I mean, all it boosts would most probably be our Oral, Papers, got link meh? I wont make noise if we can do the paper orally though. Seriously, i dont. I rather get myself a sorethroat instead of wasting money to buy pens again n again. Ya well, its annoying. Imagine doing a composition in oral form. BED TIME STORY READING TIME~~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ill prolly go like this  :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, *scratch head* there lived a gay...*EH CHER CHER BACKSPACE BACKSPACE* a prince.....He very the handsome, very the stylo, the clothes super zai , zha bor*EH CHER BALEK AGAIN BALEK. girls see already will drop down from 10, 000 foot cliff. *cough cough* He also have the big big eye, juz like the 1 u see in the ju on movie, that ghost eye dua dua 1... *siao liao, say wrong again... cher got chance anot ah? i wan redo.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dick, are you trying to be funny? Tell you to speak in proper language oledi(bah, speak for urself.) u still wont repent. Hengheng(ah, see! again.) is not written work, becoz i tink your handwriting is going to be far worse, probably my worst nightmare -well cher, u aint seen the worst. =P-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donno if the above dialogue does happens lah, if realli happen, wa MOE screw those teachers liao. U say promote english, i see u use singlish. Stupid poster showing " Speak Good English. Only you have the power" Siao, u think wad, i star wars that obi-quack-kentucky ah? power power, machiam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Force&lt;/span&gt; liddat.Most interesting part, no doubt, is the new handsign they developed for such an event. THE ORL INBINCHIBEL(read as all invincible) SENG SIONG HAND GESTURE! Seriously, its cool ok. However, i wont even give a spit for that wadeva speak good english thing. The nxt moment u see the poster it would be decorated with gum or some pepper sauce from the canteen n stuff, maybe a strand of noodle or two, and topped with morsels of pork~(indian accent).. sorry cant help it -.- BUT. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT....&lt;/span&gt; we Dunmanites are all well-behaved, well-mannered and refined pupils of the dignified school which goes by the name of Dunman Secondary, we Would Never do such senseless and time-consuming acts when we can actually make use of this time to STUDY! right? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..... eh getting late, will end here..... bahahaha. oh god, i love today's assembly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheng song, quan shi wei le niiiiii~~~&lt;br /&gt;*cackles*----*coughs* X___X stupid cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, your handsome as always,&lt;br /&gt;suave and charming, very annoying&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;host of this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Limpei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *cackles again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, ok la, cancel the first few descriptive words and juz leave the last 2 la ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUAIIX~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-936585725021408482?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/936585725021408482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=936585725021408482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/936585725021408482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/936585725021408482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/05/dots.html' title='dots'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-1673360985564548849</id><published>2007-05-14T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:16:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BAK</title><content type='html'>AHAHAHAH! IM FINALLY BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my exams, which is 2day, the last of the exams, AKA. 4D QuickPick, i decided to blog, which is now, this instant, yes, I AM BLOGGING!!!  dots. Hahaha many thanks to laopo, Ed baybeh, and all the others who kept prompting me non stop like mad crazy bangalas chasing a white man who juz spitted on a black dog... makes no sense? think so too =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tis sooooo callllleedddd junneee hollidayyyy... i will be going on a mini hiatus~! Dun be surprised if i din blog after that, i prolly would forgot my password. or my nickname. wakakakas. Why the mini hiatus, O LVLS COMING LA, DUMB. xDD. Why the mini hiatus again..? Becoz stupid oh-im-smart-fart fagg0rts are trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gei siao&lt;/span&gt; average ppl like us wif average skills to score academically to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kop&lt;/span&gt; our places in POLY. They dun wan go JC, why? becoz they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guai lan.&lt;/span&gt; Dun wan go JC? STUDY LESSER LA, faggorts, wads the point of getting 7-8 pointers when all u wan is a 18 pointer course. By doing so, YOU faggorts are pushing US average scorers out of the league. No problem wif that. BUT, if we ever not make it big in life, u owe us a thousand of millions of bucks, IN USD. Stupid Fgg0ts.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, as well, i would also be darn busy wif my DNT until i finish my task, and den, start revising. HUH? U? REVISING? BO LINK LEH UNCLE. i know, some ppl like u would say that -.-... i oso dunno whether i can anot leh. -.-""" lets juz hope i can lar hor. =D. People who wan to help me feel free to SMS my fone and tell me wad subjects you are good at. (A Maths, Geog, Physics, Chemistry or SS... etc.) To gather enough help for urself is the biggest help you would do to urself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;limpei&lt;/span&gt; create 1. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i forgot to wish my laopo. HAPPY 7 WEEKS. blehs. was abit too busy T.T&lt;br /&gt;ok dats about all. Till then peeps. Love ya'll.. (gosh, since when did i turn so.. urhhh*shivers*) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Out.&lt;br /&gt;Logging Off.&lt;br /&gt;Shooting into an unknown island-comet nearby Mars and maybe staying there and not coming bak for the rest of my life till i finish my O lvls,&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-1673360985564548849?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1673360985564548849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=1673360985564548849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1673360985564548849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/1673360985564548849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-bak.html' title='IM BAK'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-4149171937502850902</id><published>2007-04-29T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:05:21.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah super bad luck..</title><content type='html'>Ack. sooo long nv blog le... sorry to every1. was busy.... xd Realised, got commotion here in my tagboard =P..... and most important of all..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 5 WEEKS LAO PO. WO AI NI. MWARKS  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha  biggggg note neh =P.... I love her alot,  thats why =PP.  2day went to watch  200 pound beauty. Guys, watch it and u will find it all very worthwhile =P. The zha bor... Hanna KANG.. in the movie is her name... before the makeover look like hippo, after makeover look like .. wah, dam sui &lt;span&gt;jiu shi le la  &lt;/span&gt;lols. den, after movie go play Initial D... wif vinneh, lost every match- -.... he too pro lah.... haha. and also played on the luck thingy machine... spent 17 bucks in vain juz to get 1 w880i out. VERY WASTED LEH... ended up 2 bucks left go 7-11 settle dinner =\... 2morrow going to work.. earn bak my losses =X... exams nearing.... but i dun realli care.... prelims is what makes me tremble. and prelims is wad im gonna study for. hehe. Study Smart, not Study Hard,  coz Study Hard = Study Stupid. Waste so much time get this much knowledge. I take less than that time oso get This Much knowledge. =P Reason, dun tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided, not to play on the stupid luck machine ne more.... Heaven has been unfair to me for 4 whole eff-ing years... Told vin that its coz i broke chainmails, so i suay. he say he nv send any of em before, Nowonder he suay 7 yrs =X... Well the 1 up there has been quite kind actually, blessed me wif such a cute , adorable and understanding Laopo =P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To Laopo: "Sorry if i have neglected you, or in the process hurting you. I am really sorry. People have pointed  it to me but i was too ignorant to not know. I now have to even leave you and make you wait for me another 3 more months starting August. Truly sorry. I swear i will treat u better, after my O-levels... I will be a better man. You might want to ask why I do not say I treat u better right now, but sad to say, im too laden with work, sometimes i really cannot help it but neglect you... So, after the O levels, i will be able to dedicate time to you.. Really sorry, again. But Since the start, Till now, To the end of my O levels, or even Till the future , I know that i will still love you and i do , even now, I really, really love you. Woaini. =) mwarks. Oh and sorry for posting this post 1 day late. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all folks.  BB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-4149171937502850902?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4149171937502850902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=4149171937502850902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/4149171937502850902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/4149171937502850902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/04/wah-super-bad-luck.html' title='wah super bad luck..'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-5720843537802470553</id><published>2007-04-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:37:39.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian lehh.....</title><content type='html'>Finally remembered to blog &gt;&lt;... Many thanks to Laopo for her incessant rants(no offence &gt;&lt;).. i still love her all the same lah hor.  Haha, dam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sian &lt;/span&gt;can..... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walao.&lt;/span&gt; Flunk e maths mock test.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tio&lt;/span&gt; a ball &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zham&lt;/span&gt; right to my head during P.E on tues.... 2day is unlucky week. Cant seem to do anything right.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shudnt hve brought a black cat n cross under a ladder on fri 13th &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... haha juz kidding lah. If i did dat, i wont be alive by now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hair growing realli long... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; spike ler... T.T... around 2 more days till 1 month wif Laopo = )... haha Soooo happy... = )) Going to cut hair soon, any1 wanna accompany...?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warning:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pei&lt;/span&gt; me go, u must also cut hair as well = ).... hehe. Laopo was really sweet 2day. Got her letter = ) mail from her house dere de leh.... come until so far... Must keep well =XX... Contents are.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me to know, and for you to find out. xDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH YEA, IM BAD. WHOS THA LOSER! &lt;/span&gt;ok juz kidding. But , realli cannot tell =XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid years coming in 1 months time, every1 prepared yet? Hope u guys did, coz i dont intend to . xDD OMG im so naughty&gt;&lt;... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok thats... me. Out of sorts.&lt;/span&gt; Must have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bonked&lt;/span&gt; crazy by the ball to my face lawls xDD. Stupid blogger. Change to dunno wad. Cant log in properly.... waste my time -. - FINALLY GOING TO&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;liu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;toufa&lt;/span&gt; xD. Dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah....bah black sheep have u any wool.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; F*** U B**** NO WOOL FOR YE~!  &lt;/span&gt;ok im juz being shit bored. xDD oh God, Buddha, Allah, Shiva, *inserts any god of any religion* BLESS ME . BLESS ME FOR MY MID YEARS, SUCH THAT I CAN AT LEAST GET A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats enuf ... i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laopo i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy 1 month in advance. = ) muacks, love ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know, this is so not suppose to be here xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-5720843537802470553?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5720843537802470553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=5720843537802470553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5720843537802470553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/5720843537802470553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/04/sian-lehh.html' title='sian lehh.....'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-117629026626170397</id><published>2007-04-11T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:17:46.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH im scared = =</title><content type='html'>Blah, came bak from dinner, kinda bloated. On request of my dearest laopo i will start my post. lols. hmm... 2day... very normal day. I love sitting at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMT lesson, got test. I was sitting at the far right. Infront of me was this gal who could block me. xDD... Den... I slept while doing my close passage..... Woke up, found out that cher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo kua tio&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sibei song.&lt;/span&gt; sleep summore. Wake up liao continue doing.... do do do... Compre passage. Read halfway sleep again. (Cant help, was kinda tired) lols. wake up, WAH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUI&lt;/span&gt; cher still never see! haha! den finish liao, ... den sleep again, even thou cher say must underline words we dunno in the close passage. Bah, like any1 of my sort would do those stuff. Meaningful or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2morrow ... NAPFA. seow&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; liao lah...... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;morrow cfm screw up 1....CMI liao lah.... Stupid pullups... im still 15 yrs old okay! But i tink cannot kick air go up.. =\... Win &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liao lor...&lt;/span&gt; 2morrow cfm bronze &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nia... wan dan liao lah...&lt;/span&gt; haix. Juz hope i do well for the others, save sum face =P.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day kinda short post.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo bian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dunno wad to write....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will write again nxt time... see how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots. Laopo. Muacks. =XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-117629026626170397?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/117629026626170397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=117629026626170397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117629026626170397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117629026626170397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahh-im-scared.html' title='AHH im scared = ='/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-117612081118081938</id><published>2007-04-09T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:13:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super sian</title><content type='html'>First things first, i wanna say sorry to my hao xiong di Ralph, for being such a f**king nuisance n disturbing u when u were doing ur chinese hw by tugging a leg of the table. I swear i didnt mean to do it, but i am realli very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the main issue... 2day has been realli bad. Being a nuisance infront of my friends.. Somehow interrupting into other ppl's conversation &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; and also smsing the wrong num. I realli wonder wads wrong wif me 2day...  I hate to be a nuisance, but, juz somehow, i cant help it. Its like as if its in my genes. If onli i could cut down on my spasticness and extraness (are they the same?), i can get myself some peace. Maybe i shud isolate myself, stop making a fool out of myself, get my studying done and get my ass out of this f**king schools wich onli brings me nothing but pain, regret and sadness. Okay, maybe for some parts it brought me joy, but wads the use, precisely when now its all over. Time and time again, i tried, but still, i cannot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh.&lt;/span&gt; How? The onli solution which i can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kua tio&lt;/span&gt; is to isolate myself. Thats juz about the best idea, even though its already the worst. Maybe i shud juz concentrate on my studies, and stop butting in on other ppl's business... Maybe.. Maybe.. Well, Of course, i hope all these words wont turn into action anytime soon.. Heck, i'll prolly rot in hell faster than i tink i would. Well, i actually hope i would. And the world could be infested by 1 of such nuisances. Only makes lives difficult for others....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tamade.&lt;/span&gt; i suddenly so hate myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH... talking alota shitcrap 2day.....&lt;br /&gt;Might as well end off here.&lt;br /&gt;Before i go into sensitive issues&lt;br /&gt;and start slitting my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= =.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-117612081118081938?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/117612081118081938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=117612081118081938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117612081118081938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117612081118081938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/04/super-sian.html' title='super sian'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-117596758336120861</id><published>2007-04-08T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:39:43.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAOPO I MISS U</title><content type='html'>To My Laopo, Yi An :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont realli know how to actually say this, but i am persistent in saying this. I MISS YOU SO MUCH I FEEL LIKE JUMPING OFF A CLIFF, LANDING INTO A BED OF NEEDLES AND DEN BEING PROPELLED STRAIGHT INTO A FULL BARRAGE OF INCOMING MISSILES AND DEN DROPPING DOWN TO BE STABBED BY A KNIFE &lt;u&gt;RIGHT-IN-MY-HEART&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.Miss.You.&lt;br /&gt;I.Love.You.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing.For.You.To.Be.Right.By.My.Side.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging.You.Is.My.Biggest.Desire.&lt;br /&gt;Loving.You.Is.My.Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE/MISS YOUUUUUU.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy 2 weeks. Laopo~ Muacks =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of message dedicated for my LaoPo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 2day was quite a screwup... Haha, bought my new pencil box tho =)) BillaBong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w0rx.&lt;/span&gt; Wu Brand eh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w0rx&lt;/span&gt;. But it was so funny lah. I initially signalled for the cashier to get me the pencil box. She saw my hand and thot i wanted the neckchain infront. Den i say "No, no, not that 1, the pencil box, i dn wan the chain." Den she die die oso keep touching the chain, so i kept pointin and saying " No, no, i wan the pencil box...." Den i found out. She wanted to put the chain bak in place  -.-... Ya, she said afew words, out of desperation to keep me quiet i tink. Hope that cashier aint too angry = =.... I am quite blur on saturday mornings(i went to buy it after a maths remedial, which ended on 0930) Ralph went wif me, and we went to eat Yoshinoya. Too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kancheong&lt;/span&gt;, ended up paying 9 bucks juz for breakfast. Bleah, made it my lunch instead. Teriyaki chicken and Ebi Combo Meal =\. Den, after that went to buy ying-squared bdae present.. she say wan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah yi bao yu yu chi worx&lt;/span&gt;... buy liao will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pok kai&lt;/span&gt; 1 that type...where got so much money... Haven even start working lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went bak home, turned on the comp, turned on the teevee. My favourite time of day. Slack, stone, and play.. Like hell. Then halfway thru wif WC3, jm called, ask me go out, LIKE WHOOO WHY NOT. Went out, yada yada yada, went bak and waited for vinneh to get dressed, and den went to take mrt, got some misunderstanding there.... and then..... Jm said wan to go dhoby ghaut. Play Arcade. Go meet liao, ask me go where. Felt like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hor,&lt;/span&gt; take out my shoe, slam it straight into his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In de end, say talk for fun nia. like #%@#%^$^#$% can. Nevermind, went vivo anyways. Went to the arcade, played the uber fun fighter plane simulator machine, ITS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SIBEI SONG&lt;/span&gt; I TELL U. Addictive actually. Laopo called at 4pm =) Talk talk talk talk, got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaciau-ed &lt;/span&gt;by Dehong and Alvin, the 2 annoying High and Low pitched buggers. Think wad, Hi-Low milk ah. xDD Well 4.15 or so... saw NCC seniors n juniors.... hate it when this happens... IM TOO PREDICTABLE... hold fone = talking to laopo = im goner. Practically got bugged for 4 minutes plus. Coupled with every1 chasing me like parapazzi liddat, worse of all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS IN A CIRCLE.&lt;/span&gt; lols. Still managed to say Happy 2 Weeks and I Love You to my Laopo =) Ok, then they left. Boy, glad thats over. Talking on fone wif Laopo again... Until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DehongBugger&lt;/span&gt; came again... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaciau&lt;/span&gt; again.... welll ended the conversation soon after... Then went to Best. Got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pangseh-ed&lt;/span&gt;, dunno how. Got stranded together wif Dehong for awhile... Until the group reunited.... Den go Giant buy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orleng Joott.&lt;/span&gt; 1 litre, 1.50 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nia&lt;/span&gt; leh! ppl buy coke 500ml, nid 1.00 leh! Finish le, time to part... YongCheng first... since he lives in Punggol.. Then followed by Dehong and Jin Ming.. Went to TM &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; wif vin... had BK... then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hor,  &lt;/span&gt;theres this cashier ... dam.....(dnno hw to describe) maybe can use the word sweet or cute(but of course, my laopo sweeter/cuter) Look at my face &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nia&lt;/span&gt; start smiling... i tot gt smth on my face... Den serve the burgers and stuff liao..... Smile again, i pay money, cfm smile. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ABOH? DIAO ME MEH.xD&lt;/span&gt; Den out of courtesy i took a lil bow, smiled, she smiled bak, i smiled bak again... and tot...'wow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sai,&lt;/span&gt; this is going to be never ending if we keep doing this smiling stuff' *Faster turn bak to the table*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finished dinner, went up to arcade wif vin and... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARCADE&lt;/span&gt;!!!. hehe. Play the same Fighter Plane Simulator Machine again... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SIBEI&lt;/span&gt; addictive lors... Den went home after dat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that summarises &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt; all the things that happened ..... Some stuff, are onli meant for my ears/eyes =))....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOOSSXZXZZXZSZXZSZX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-117596758336120861?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/117596758336120861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=117596758336120861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117596758336120861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117596758336120861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/04/laopo-i-miss-u.html' title='LAOPO I MISS U'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-117579107028830414</id><published>2007-04-06T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:37:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY im bak</title><content type='html'>hallo everyone.... very long liao hor.. nice to be bak here again, looking at the same old sh** again. =). Seems like i took quite a long break here. from blogging, that is. Well i didnt come bak to this field empty-handed. I decided to write stuff my way, my style. No more 'Princepencil wan me to tok more england, sho i tok more england on my broc lor' crap. =)) And i brought a stead~!!! Pretty flashy, some1 like me can get a stead =X. Shes an adorable gal. No, shes not primary 1 that kinda adorable. Adorable as in... cute =) VERY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUTE &lt;/span&gt;=)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well enuf about this f**king stuckup who went away from his blogging career for at least like half a year. Well sorta regretted doing that lah. Feel like blogging, see the same old interface sh**, the feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo kee&lt;/span&gt; lor. Very g@y reason, i know. Coz i think so too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like dotting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! xD. Ok, this is getting veeiiiiiirry lame. lols. Soul-less Society, Why i choose this name, u might wanna ask. Okay, u might actually not even bother about why i din choose 'Strawberry Shortcakes Rule' as the title. I know, i hit a spot there. Bullseye summore rite? Forget about dumb monkey ruling the town of townsville, i mean, SOUL-SUCKING BROCS ARE IN THE HOUSE YO. I wanna make this blog grab ur soul, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY ELSE I CALL IT SOUL-LESS SOCIETY, STUPID &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) Rest assure, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL &lt;/span&gt;make this grab ur soul out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muuuuahhahaha. ok, wu liao.&lt;/span&gt; ' I have a feeling this is going to be a rise of a new and cool blog.' Thats how i tink, ok maybe not. People who have known me since stone age would prolly wanna ask :" Oi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siao Eh,&lt;/span&gt; why u kip broc-ing on n off 1, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;limpei &lt;/span&gt;see liao oso &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian lors.&lt;/span&gt;" My answer to you &lt;s&gt;fags&lt;/s&gt; nice people would be.. " humans never know when to give up" and since ima human, its juz right that i keep on broccing. Make sense? No.  Ok it does lah. Even it may sound abit absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in patience for my maggie mee.....&lt;br /&gt;Dad seem to have forgotten i wanted it &gt;&lt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. I tink this is enuf as a first post.&lt;br /&gt;Or u guys would start bombarding 'TOO SHORT's at me.&lt;br /&gt;For my future posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.... Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAN A FRIGGIN NEW PENCIL BOX FOR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GUAN YIN MA'&lt;/span&gt;S SAKE. I DUN WAN NE MORE BANANAs In Pajyamas. ( Becoz of my name, it makes me sound sick , when im holding the pencil box.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-117579107028830414?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/117579107028830414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=117579107028830414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117579107028830414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/117579107028830414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay-im-bak.html' title='YAY im bak'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-115047320177566612</id><published>2006-06-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:53:22.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of camp, bak here in my cosy chair</title><content type='html'>I know every1 missed me....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt; Haha... it was fun at camp though..... even though im thought to be "too happy". Well, im considering changing my image, dat would be real "happiness". Haha. And the last thing i would wanna think of after camp would be..... It starts wif a 'H' and ends wif 'k'. Ne 1 guessed it yet, sibei obvious leh. Well the food was good, i must say. One of the thing i always look forward to is food. Some1 yell lunch and i would go like... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spirit lvl 20 --- spirit lvl 99&lt;/span&gt;. More or less got the idea? good. De last day was superb, really. Getting the Camp OIC and 2IC bombed by water buckets from second floor. AINT THAT FUN?! lolx, not to mention im 1 of the 2ICs in there, yea well, u can say i tio sabo. Oh and sorry to all my friends from pri sch who attended de gathering at Safra. Im realli sad and disappointed to see 2pm on the clock when i "bathe" finish. Realli. Hope to catch up next time, i guess. Oh and seems like my story got abandoned after camp, so its best dat i update it now, shall i?... Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Lost To Fate Eps 3---(oh and to those horror issues, its juz part of the atmosphere =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detouring round the "scary area" was smart, but more unpredictable stuff came his way, with him unknowing what would be of him. Alex squatted as he reached the bottom of his house. He swiftly glanced around. A huge mist started emerging from the skies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh? Din't remember that mist would be coming my way today on yesterday's forecast..." He thought to himself, doubtful of every available reason why the sudden mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He groped around and managed to reach a surface on the wall. As though like a blind man, he staggered alongside the wall, hoping to reach home as soon as possible and finish up afew missions from his strategy games in his computer. Suddenly, he felt a tiny gust of wind brushing against his face and something massively hard and cold went directly at his face.  Alex flew backwards, losing his balance and falling to the ground, nose bleeding profusely. Following the hard brushing of the metallic object on his face, barrage of kicks went for his body. Helpless as he is, Alex was not even able to yell a cry for help. He tolerated all the kicks and finally, after a chain of kicks delivered to his liver area, his vision blurred and slowly darkens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the area around him brightens, Alex felt an acute pain biting into him, from both his nose, and his stomach. But he felt comfy... Alex looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A...Ho...Ho...Hos...Hospital?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end of eps3.... enjoy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. DarkSnowzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-115047320177566612?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/115047320177566612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=115047320177566612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/115047320177566612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/115047320177566612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/06/end-of-camp-bak-here-in-my-cosy-chair.html' title='end of camp, bak here in my cosy chair'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114994533741380038</id><published>2006-06-10T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:15:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You FUCKING do not Harass ME with ur dumb Faults</title><content type='html'>Wonder y the huge word "fucking" there? read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day was my third day of rehearsal for SYF, at Home Team Acad. It wasnt a good day, it really wasnt. As the saying goes, when the commander has a bad day, his men will also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;  Well it seems our parade commander aint too happy to see our fuckfaces, i think. We were told he has a bad mood, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE &lt;/span&gt;were supposed to do everything as he pleases. But for no fucking reason, bad luck juz loves to strike time and time again when ur down. I do not want to embarass myself, neither do i wanna list out what actually went rong, but theres some things that i wasnt able to accept. Our CC once mentioned that we, come here juz to play punk. We, are a bunch of clowns. and the PC also stated... We are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; the ones hu create trouble. Well, basically, if we wanna play punk, we wont wait till 7.30am or 8am to come. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; we played punk, we wont fucking ever turn up for this rehearsal. U know, getting our asses off the bed fucking early on a saturday morning at 5.30am is such a chore, i can easily plunge bak to sleep and forget abt the whole thing. But, wad did we do, we still turned up, we still did everything according to what we were told. Maybe sum might not be too good, but ever wondered wad realli was the cause of de problem, think about it urself, and dun fucking come harass the whole contigent, even if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UR HAVING A BAD DAY&lt;/span&gt;. If ur having a bad day, DONT COME. Ok, i dun blame him that much, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;getting on his nerves&lt;/span&gt; doesnt mean that we do not have a limit for tolerance towards scolding. As you said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we are already sec 2s, sec 3s&lt;/span&gt;, we know how to differentiate the facts from the false. We, with a certain level of education and common sense, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO KNOW&lt;/span&gt; that we are not in the rong at times, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt; we still endured the scolding, nevertheless. But as i said, we do have a limit for tolerating scolding, especially those which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOESNT FUCKING HELL&lt;/span&gt; involves us as a cause of the problem. But did we ever whine? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt; Did we ever complain? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt; Did we ever &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;purposely&lt;/span&gt; piss u off? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO, Again.&lt;/span&gt; But if u think ur still in the right, i can tell u &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; thing. U do not have de certain understanding and wisdom, along wif education to differentiate whether we r right, or wrong, and whether we r the cause of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion, and advice to u:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You not happy with us, tell us straight-in-our-face. Do not use SCOLDING as an alter mean to get at us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if u think ur still right, i advise u to ask around, and a true leader doesnt get his FUCKING ATTITUDE involved when commanding in a contigent. Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114994533741380038?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114994533741380038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114994533741380038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114994533741380038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114994533741380038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-fucking-do-not-harass-me-with-ur.html' title='You FUCKING do not Harass ME with ur dumb Faults'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114935190367794559</id><published>2006-06-03T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:25:04.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second episode!</title><content type='html'>Finally the long awaited, rated ONLY PG... and not m18 nor r21 Lost To Fate Eps 2 is here! I know some of you guys have been.... ahem, waiting for kinda long... so very sorry for the pause in between, ok, enuf of crap, let the sadistic journey... Begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5---4---3---2---1---Lost to Fate, Episode 2(wah phew = = finally 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slinging on his nearly-wet towel over his neck, Alex lowered his head and commenced his running programme, in which he wanted to train for his NS years which is around the corner, about 2 years later. As he ran, sparkles of dew fell from leaves on trees around him, and it mixed in with Alex's sweat, forming big pear-like droplets of water, which slipped down his 6-pax'ed figure, and collided with his stained yellowish white singlet. As he ran, he lowered his head and took bigger steps as time passed. Soon after, he was all out of air, thus he stopped for a breather, as well as to do some stretching, so as to prevent muscle cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as he started stretching, muffled laughter of children could be heard. Alex felt... relaxed. He was reminded of his childhood days whereby he would swing on the swing of the playground under his block everyday and built pyramids in the sand pit. With a glance, he tried to get a glimpse of what the children are up to... especially this early. But as he turned bak, he froze. He slowly turned back, facing the lush greenery infront of him, lips trembling, his face ever so pale. There was no one there, just yellow rolls of carpet material and makeshift tent-like structures. From afar, Alex knew what it was. A funeral. He dare not peer straight at the place, for fear that his terror might get the better of him and he might start hallucinating. Strange enough, after a minute or so, thoughts came rushing into his mind... "When would it be my turn? Would i receive such grand treatment? Would people simply not care even if i were dead?" His mind was full of doubts. As though trying to stop him from worrying further, a cold breeze whizzed through his bare knees, striking straight at his fear-nerve. Alex took a deep breathe, and sprinted acrossed the stretch of darkness, seeming to get darker every second. As he ran, shadows of trees lengthened, the air also got colder. This traumatized Alex, who thought to himself. Two words. Bad Day. He was agreeable with his thoughts, for once, that he was experiencing one of the worst days of his life. He just kept running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when he stopped, he was panting profusely. He almost lost his breath for a minute there. Trying to avoid anymore unwanted trouble, he took a huge detour, not knowing what, or who, was waiting for him...&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This marks the end of eps 2... comments pls press on the last wing and comment in the taggy, thx.... eps 3 would come out some other day in the holidays i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. DarkSnowzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114935190367794559?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114935190367794559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114935190367794559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114935190367794559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114935190367794559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/06/second-episode.html' title='second episode!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114926380241294068</id><published>2006-06-02T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:56:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleahs.....HOLIDAYs...</title><content type='html'>First, to address to y i am inactive for so long.... i have been slitting my wrist and composing the sentence "wtf happened to me, y is my life so bad" *emo-ness comes about* Well dat was juz a joke, since i do not have the courage to even place the knife near my wrist, for fear that i would lose my wrist, or cut a rong nerve and die of excessive blood loss. Well, this indirectly RUINED my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to address the second matter. Irony in the Country. What do i mean? read on. While Singapore's busy promoting to other countries, other states, other provinces, other planets, or even other dimensions that we r EQUAL, schools are currently busy doing otherwise. I have been scheduled for a TIGHT timetable of remedials for the first 2 to 3 weeks of the HOLIDAYS. Yes, and i do mean every single fucking day, cept for weekends, where the CCA eats up ur time. And wad r u left wif? Sunday, juz to go to the toilet for the very first time in 7 days, den when u come out, its time for homework. WOW. Like thats gonna make my day any worse. In conclusion, this holiday stinks. Its like.. sacraficing urself to ppl around u every single day when ur supposed to be relaxing on that period of 30 days, after 3-4 whole fucking months of donkey labour. Makes no sense, but its this ting wif schs... wadeva they do, it is right.... even if they r wrong.... bleahz well, ima continue my story 2ml. so look out for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. DarkSnowzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114926380241294068?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114926380241294068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114926380241294068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114926380241294068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114926380241294068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/06/bleahsholidays.html' title='Bleahs.....HOLIDAYs...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114829716532181565</id><published>2006-05-22T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:26:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... Loser For Life... this time.</title><content type='html'>Okay, as u can see, i have returned, from my so called hiatus when im still playing maple and sleeping in and out of tests, like wtf. My old sch fren is bugging me to buy a tix from his "future" girlfriend, like... doh. Im right here depressed and on the verge of slitting my wrist, for real and no1 realli fucking cares. Okay, maybe if i tell my mom she would go touching my forehead and asking if im sick or smth. Well dats all. And if i told her i failed terribly this mid yrs, she prolly disown me and i would be out there under bridges making a living wif tin cans. Like wtf, again. Conclusion : Im a total loser. Its true, no1 can outtalk me in this. I have proven myself to b a failure at wadeva i wan, and instead, having accomplished what i did not expect to wan. Life's like that and i have to take it in my stride and yada yada yada. Thats wad i tell myself everyday, but being very sick of that dumb sentence, i dunno whether to even go on living or juz go and die and rot in hell. (FYI: theres a belief dat if u kill urself on motive, u will go to hell) So... ya, rotting in hell is waaaaay better than failing in everything u do. Its like.... every1 has sumtin to surpass u, and 1 mountain bigger than the mountain happens everytime to ur life, such dat u feel so depressed dat u r better off wanking on ur bed and den rot in hell while hooking up onto drugs. But, of course im not dumb to hook onto drugs. Well, when i mean i proven myself to fail in everything, i do mean it. Firstly, i thot i was good in studies, time passes and i was proven rong. Therefore, i hoped to find a career in gaming. Juz when i reached the peak, i fell terribly, only to fail... AGAIN. Love life aint dat good either. EVERYTHING IS BAD. Ya, wtf- again. Wad else can i do, but to wank on the bed and rot in hell and come out as a fresh man 18 yrs later and still rotting in hell. Through this, i made a thorough decision, i am going to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Road Sweeper. The most suitable job for a failure like me and it guarantees an iron rice bowl +++ it earns me enuf income for a loaf of Gardenia bread and Milo packets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. DarkSnowzzz&lt;br /&gt;aka. The Loser In Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114829716532181565?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114829716532181565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114829716532181565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114829716532181565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114829716532181565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/05/loser-for-life-this-time.html' title='... Loser For Life... this time.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114666530011827733</id><published>2006-05-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:08:20.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>postponed!</title><content type='html'>Initially, i prepared the second chapter of LTF, but due to unseen circumstances, i will postpone it till the near ends of my exams. I apologise for this inconvenience, realli sorry. I noe u guys need dat "fantasy" to keep u going xDDD, but u'll hve to wait, and i promise a good plot for the next chapter, SUMPAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. DarkSnowZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114666530011827733?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114666530011827733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114666530011827733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114666530011827733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114666530011827733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/05/postponed.html' title='postponed!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114641457957596506</id><published>2006-04-30T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:29:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New. A BETTER Story.</title><content type='html'>After much consideration, i have put my plans together to form a second story, prior to LinAhHia, which was a big boom failure. This new story contains near R21 contents, and is not suitable for children. Parents, pls be aware of this. I name this story.... Lost To Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing to note: everything mentioned inside is fictional, i apologise for those hus names were used here, its pure coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Lost To Fate---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the darkness, a black figure appeared, erect and yet so very crooked. A sign of being "lost" is present. He took a slight glance at the round clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmm.. its 6 am... kinda early, but i guess its fine for a morning jog" he murmured to himself, slugging his body down the bed. Just then, he noticed the human figure cloaked in his blanket, head out. Then, he realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man... right... i must have been so wasted yesterday... 16 years of keeping this virginity lost in 1 day, am i a pro or what," he thought in his mind, slowly pulling up his shorts, just enough to cover his blue-white-striped boxers. Just then, the cloaked figure sat up on his bed, and a beautiful, smooth voice followed after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you're early today, though ur kinda naughty yesterday, Alex. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, Alex's face blushed, red like a rambutan, though not hairy like one. He reached out for his wallet, took out two ten dollar bills and flicked them on the bed, hinting for her to take the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is the meaning of this? Do you take me for a bitch? or a slut? or just a toy that is disposable at will?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was agitated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, i am just paying you for accompanying me yesterday when i was down, no other intentions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood up and got dressed. In the dim rays of the sunrise, a slender body surfaced. After getting dressed, she slammed the money back at him, muttering some foul words and gave him a tight slap. And then, she left the room, agitated and slamming the door behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex stoned at that moment, but got over it soon. "Life's like that. You can't blame me for being cruel to you" he said in a light tone. "But I do feel terrible, learning stuff from the television that i shouldn't have... hurting peoples' feelings like that..." As though with an alter ego, he continued thinking. "Yet, she deserves it. Has anyone been good to me? Has anyone really cared for me?NO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex was firm on his decision, that is, to give her money for the pleasure and company. He picked up his wallet on the ground which he earlier dropped when he stoned. Then, he left his house, locking the door and proceeding to the park for his morning jog&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that marks the end of Chapter One... hope you guys liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. [EX]ZeTurtle&lt;br /&gt;aka. DarkSnowZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114641457957596506?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114641457957596506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114641457957596506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114641457957596506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114641457957596506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-better-story.html' title='New. A BETTER Story.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114638248820005993</id><published>2006-04-30T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:18:13.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SKIN!</title><content type='html'>Finally i got a new skin!!! Niwa Daisuke from D.N Angels is the guy down there if u didnt noe him. Anywayz, i got it changed coz....&lt;br /&gt;1) sum1 was quite sian abt that old turtle skin&lt;br /&gt;2) i do think so myself&lt;br /&gt;3) THIS HAS A DAMN SONG WICH I DIDNT KNOW! - - Tho i think its quite offline now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya dats all... lol. also got my blog address changed, as well as title. As for those hu managed to see my previous blog title, Uncertainty, i got it changed, coz, sum other person, on my tagboard, thinks i can go fuck the toilet bowl or smth, anal it or wad, for the name. Actually i do think its quite emo/twittish, and me being not emo, not twittish, put dis kind of name not fit wad... rite? me + emo/twit = no link? Well, i spent my whole midnite ytd from 2-3 to do this, it has better be appreciated, lol. My posts have been inconsistent, as in... sumtimes, 35 days blog once, den sumtimes 3 days blog once. Reason is coz, it depends on my mood. When i dam sian, like now, i blog. When im DotA-ing i doubt i wuld do this. Anywayz, comments on my new skin, pls head over to the tag board to tag, ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. (EX)ZeTurtle&lt;br /&gt;aka. SnowZZ (yes, best thing 2 do on a snowy day is 2 ZZZ)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114638248820005993?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114638248820005993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114638248820005993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114638248820005993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114638248820005993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-skin.html' title='NEW SKIN!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114597492551089039</id><published>2006-04-26T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:42:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed, very pissed</title><content type='html'>2day, is a bad day. Not onli for me, for my teachers, and friends. Actually it went well at the start, i started the day wif me myself being the Parade Commander and booming my voice into every1's pathetic weak ears. Ok, it works like dis, the louder, the better. Thus i am now one of the sec 3 loudmouths, haha.... juz kiddin. Well, den after that, its the vocab test. I dun realli know WHY they come out wif this test, itz like, every1s against it but they still do it on every tuesday unanimously... strange rite? zZZ. No doubt, the world is getting stranger by the day. Well life's like dat, accept it boy. Ya, i have to accept it then = =. Well soon after its like zoom, and ur at the geog lesson. Teacher gets PMS, u get the music. Its like pay wif music for the PMS or rather she gives us the geog paper(installment) den full payment(PMS) den start playing "music".  And she actually grouped the whole class according 2 juz 1 person, its sum wad we chinese call it, yi shi tong ren. Meaning judging the whole horde by 1 person. Well its juz a slip of tongue by my fren, but as we all know, she has PMS and she gets ignited by every Little Movement. Ya, dats bad, and NO i am not flaming her, im juz .. commenting. Well dats 1 thing. Next up was Maths. Its like.. a never ending chain of "songs" for the day. Maths teacher came in, got too dulan by more than half the class coz they were unable to finish their hw, called those who finished out, started playing melodious music 2 those remaining. Its accompanied by extra large loud speakers wif stereo sound surround, and for no good reason, his music was tuned too loud to the extent dat my pencil dropped, my calculator went to hide under worksheets and sand invading my eyes. Pro rite? But not every1 was in the rong. Teachers nowadays, onli care if they could finish the required syllabus, make sure every1 complete hw, principal happy, they happy and get salary go vacation. WHAT ABOUT US? U might say. Ya we are the dumb bunch of innocent kids hu got some sort of bullied by this type of circumstances of the modernised teachers. Well fact is, the DnT was rushing for the dead line as well as maths hw. And every1 knowing dat DnT's assignment consists of 60% of the total score, they put their priority on painting their workpiece and thus having no time for the paper the teacher printed. Ya and 1 victim was me, hu worked till 12+ to finish painting. Its not that i COULDNT CARE LESS cher, its juz that, I AM UNABLE TO. I DO wanna do ur hw, but, its you xin wu li. Unless u accede to my request of sleeping in class due to me, working till 1 am++ juz to finish the paper to make u happy the next day, i cannot be able to finish it. But if u accede to it, i will gladly finish it WITH MY HEART, ya? O well, humans are liddat, communication is so difficult now that even teachers and students have problems wif each other. Kinda pathetic, hope sum1 does sumtin 2 this.. dun wanna listen to melodious music EVERYDAY. lolx. Ok its late, time to finish up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569 &lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114597492551089039?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114597492551089039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114597492551089039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114597492551089039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114597492551089039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/04/pissed-very-pissed.html' title='pissed, very pissed'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114570913425053812</id><published>2006-04-23T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T20:54:43.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>... came bak to blog after 25 days... did alot of self-extracting, wad was i doing all along and many others i dun wish to say n think ne 1 wouldnt wanna hear anywayz. well.... suddenly i have this conclusion, " i am annoying ". yes i do think so sum times, ppl talking halfway i can juz butt in say :" ehh wad u all talking abt?"... privacy gone. i dun even wish i ever existed, but its not my wish either, to be born out here juz to experience life as a kid, do i? especially at teenage, attention seekers are wad i realli call em. 1 like me, making a big fool out of myself juz to catch every1's attention by saying :" HEY IM EXISTENT HERE" in a special way which annoys the fuck out of every1. humans do have their very own ways, in every aspects.... dont they... by doing things rongly or not doing em well, making every1 wait for u coz u do not have a bike to ride, wasting every1's time by eating prata slowly, but... seriously, was dat on purpose? no... i dun tink so.... at sec 2.... being such a cry baby when ur history teacher screwed u upside down when u didnt do ur hw, in de end, yes u catched every1's attention, and every1 starts showering sympathy and stuff, ya and start despising u. seriously, realli, i dunno if this is going thru their minds, but i know it does go thru mine. i didnt wish for it to happen either, do i? fate controls human the way human control their very own destiny. like how i wish to control my tears from falling when the teacher is ranting at me. but do i have a choice? NO. oh well, juz to show u guys 1 conver. from earlier...&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;... i go take my zi lian pics le... T_T... no1 cares bout me&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;you jealous of chinyang because he is shorter than you,wears spectacles and you dont,and evonica flirts with him but not you&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;correct boh?&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;= =... u think&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;would i be jealous of dat fact&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;i think ralph would&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;ORH!&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;i kno wliao&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;you jealous of dickson because he is shorter than you,got less hair than you,and talks so soft unlike you&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least,he is your son and both of you are not alike in anyway&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;.. i noe i bigmouth, i noe i not sociable, no need liddat turn 1 big round&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;shoot you&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;and not as shuai as dickson&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ah wad heckzx&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;no lah,i actually want to go one round suan they all&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;i always think that chinyang and dickson are gays&lt;br /&gt; x=(ying)^2          bah;    no distractions. oh my tian,i love studying. says:&lt;br /&gt;ytd siling come my house,then we talking,then we say,if we tell dickson shiying like bombs,dickson will confirm guarantee chop go make one for her&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;time to take my zi lian pics.... 1) no1 cares bout me, y bother living (picks up penknife, cuts hand, yes CUT) 2) im not sociable like chinyang(like i care) 3) not shuai as dickson(neither would i be bothered) 4) not shi nai sha shou like aaron(ya im jealous, so?, still,  dun wanna care)&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA GOLD! FOR THE FIRST TIME  (dΜňÀ¡®' zeroSIX)  Crappaz™zeturtle.blogspot.com~ says:&lt;br /&gt;oh and 5) i think even my parents dun even care ne more(sis turning into ah lian, she needs intensive care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm i know, its long... anywayz.... after the last sentence btween me n my xiong di, she kept quiet for quite sum time b4 replying me again. i guess this was wad went thru her mind : wad a fucking annoying bitch, keep talking to me when i wanna study, like wtf. aiya, if i dun start replying bak, there would be no end to this annoyance. *types sum crap to "pacify" me* ya... sumtin liddat. well i wish i dun think it this way well, but once again, do i have a choice? maybe, but maybe no. i am shunned by relationships, and soon enuf, friendship if everything goes according to my prediction. u all might think, easy la! make new frens la!.... ya its 1 solution, temporary1 dat is. if it was to be so easy, every1 can happily go round fucking every1 and go away to another country to start a new life. ya. and at this point u guys might think.... WA KANINA Y DIS BITCH KEEP BLOGGING ABT HIS STUPID LIFE AND HIS DUMB PREMONITIONS LIKE WTF NIA*clicks on X button and goes away pissed* .... ya but y am i doing this? i dunno. this is publicity, yet im posting my life on the line of publicity, another way to catch attention, sum might say. but i think tis is the onli way to release wads cooped up in my mind... maturity sure has its own way to play around wif ppl... and i wish i would go bak to be a child, where my annoyance doesnt affect any1, or maybe younger, when im more of a inside person, ignoring many ppl and not talking much. dats much lesser of a hassle to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt; -edit-&lt;br /&gt;sry to readers, do not know y i said all these, but regarding its genuinity, its a fact, so laught at it all u wan, feel free to flame dis blog as well, life hasnt been nice to me anywayz, or has it.... having frens tolerant of ur bad temper at dota, ur annoyance in sch and ur "ba po"-ness to break every privacy u see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114570913425053812?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114570913425053812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114570913425053812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114570913425053812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114570913425053812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114355371304774787</id><published>2006-03-29T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:48:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Apologies first, i am so very sorry to delay this by 2 days, held up by cca on the first, and i forgot wad reason there was to suffice the absence of my post on Sunday = =. Well if i think i knew, juz a small guess, i think it would be dat im doin my hw. Doesnt sound like me does it? xDD... well upon sight of the report slip, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; would believe dat ima doin my hw. Real bad... I hereby make Tuesday, March 28th "Bloody Hell Tuesday". To think i even missed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Police and Thief.&lt;/span&gt; Lol. As to wad has happened recently, sex is the issue. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NNOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt; DUN THINK SLANTED. Be a man, Do the right thing, Think Straight. Well basically the sch invited an old hag (omg, didnt mean it.. but shes realli old) and she told us all abt sex. Not revealing the content so u can fantasize about it, i shall now present to u.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Chronicles Of LinAhHia Eps4=== (YAY ITS 4!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, the long awaited episode 4 is out. As u know, Bobby the Chao Sissy, in eps 3, got terribly horribly vegetably smashed squashed and strangled by Alan and David, possibly to be either of Child Abuse, or Intended Murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bobby caressed his near-deformed head, peeping into the half-reality, half-fairytale world. By means of a rat, Bobby tried to sneak away, but to no avail. The fainted troll, now awakened once again, swung his spiked club and shot it right into Alan's face, scoring a HomeRun. Raged by instinct, he took another swing, only this time, David ducked, but fell. The troll roared in might, scaring David in fear, hu seemed to shrunk by a 10%. The air intensified, Bobby not wantin to leave his friend in dat sticky situation, took his hand-made-bra-catapult and wif that, he shot pebbles at the troll, tickling his back. The troll roared again, yelled, and screeched. He ran all around the area at the speed of 130km/h, crashing into every obstacle in his way. Noticing a STRIKE is about to appear, Bobby threw himself straight for David, hoping to push him away from the troll, but due to the undestructable fats, Bobby fell bakwords, instantly knocking his head on a mouse trap. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CLANG!&lt;/span&gt; Following dat loud metallic sound, Bobby screeched, breaking every silence in the dark corners, waking up the super strong bisexual Ah Beng. Ah Beng went on forward, thinking that the troll made dat sound, he flung the troll straight bak into its lair, instantly killing it. Then, running in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; way, he headed for the head-clamped Bobby, as of wad we know is '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saving the damsel in distress&lt;/span&gt;'. Bobby got terrified, and onli wanted his mom at that time. Ah Beng, knowing how badly Bobby missed home, gave him a heart-warming, temperature-rapidly-increasing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMOOCH&lt;/span&gt;. Bobby felt as if he was on fire, being kissed by a person of the same gender. He flew around the world in 80 milliseconds, flew from heaven to earth and bak to heaven 180 times at the speed of 2000km/h. Just when Ah Beng was gonna proceed to get intimate wif Bobby, a rat shot by, causing Ah Beng to fly around the whole universe in 10 seconds and instantly shooting from 1 end to the other end of the Earth. Facing so many of such indifferent unique people, will Bobby pull through? or would he get psyched? I dun know.... u shud know wad to do, right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Yep, every1 shud know wad to do, heh. Well its kinda late now, so i shall stop here, Ciao. And look out for eps 5 wifin 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114355371304774787?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114355371304774787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114355371304774787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114355371304774787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114355371304774787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/03/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114266326576704888</id><published>2006-03-19T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:27:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>Allo every1~! paiseh too long nv update again... aiya the usuals... hw.. U know, as common as it seems, homework means work done at home, right? But! butbutbutbutbutBUT! Having a pyramid-looking kinda homework pile for ur ONE WEEK holiday, stressing on the ONE WEEK, is abit too insane and not at all normal. Even so, i might be able to finish it, but many random factors always would be sure to arrive anywhere and strike u where it hurts most. first 3 days, Mon, Tues, Wed, i have to go for Gold Wing Course. Imagine waking up every day at 5.10 am for 3 days and coming bak home onli at 3. Worse still, u would face a gigantic pyramid of papers at ur doorstep greeting u as if it was ur dog. Dats y i have reached this conclusion that Homework union CCA = Z-E-R-O. They dont mix well, not like peanut butter and kaya or kaya and jam(ok obviously they dont mix)... I predict an evil aura lurking around in the near future... Oh well, as the chinese say it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boat come to the bridge confirm auto straight&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm.. ya sumtin liddat. Anywayz presenting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Chronicles Of LinAhHia Eps 3---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the last episode, we read that Bobby was being sucked in by the cupboard, whacked by a tree and got himself blacked out... will our hero be able to survive dat HUMONGOUS blow?... watch on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Still blinded by the direct hit in the eye, Bobby slowly managed himself to stand erected(no m18 contents pls) and walked afew steps forward and being as clumsy as ever, he unfortunately stumbled upon a tree root, flew straight into a tree and, yes AGAIN slammed himself against a tree branch. He yelled out a scream of agony and acute pain, not knowing that he was in the dark woods and dat particular yell awakened the grumbly troll(haveta make it fairytale like mah...) who was in his deep slumber. In response to the yell, the troll growled and shook the earth below Bobby, thus making him fall on his butt. Bobby rubbed his eyes consistently till his vision was clear. But he wish he was blind. This seemed more like a nightmare than a dream come true of sum sort. Soon after, he got himself up again, onli to be pursued by the troll who was holding his uber gigantic spiked club. Bobby was petrified, but good old clumsy Bobby did it again, he fell down. But to his surprise, the troll was clumsier. It tripped onto Bobby, flew against a huge boulder, smacked his face straight at the boulder and fell on its head. Bobby, hu thought it is finally over, was once again dumbstruck. His 2 friends, Alan and David, were rushing towards him( dun ask me, he has super vision). Still, at the same time, Bobby felt relieved to find familiar ppl. Although he ran 5 steps towards their direction, he ran away immediately at sight of both of them. Alan was dressed like a ballerina and had a PURPLE furry crown on his head, how cute.... On the other hand, David dressed himself in a skimpy miniskirt and a tiny singlet which was gonna explode anytime. Juz think of their weight( u might wanna look bak at eps 1) and imagine. Practically, they r as petrifying as the troll, onli 2 times more. Bobby sprinted like a cheetah, onli to his disbelief dat he ran STRAIGHT INTO BOTH THEIR ARMS. He din know wad happened, but sumhow the forest seemed to lead him bak to the both of them. Suffocating under their muscular, or rather flabbily meaty grasp, he grabbed out for air and he was getting all sweaty. Clever Bobby den picked a branch wif his foot and shot it straight at David's -censored- and immediately landing him in enormous pain. Alan hu was still immersed in "giving his warmth and love" to Bobby, continued grasping his neck while he tried to use his arms to break free. But due to the fats that Alan accumulated, his struggle was to no avail as all his punches ended up bouncing bak at him. Being at his wits end, he was already feeling hopeless and relaxed as he waited calmly to be suffocated to death. Alan finally got tired of hugging and let go of Bobby, leaving him lying near-motionlessly on the ground. Reaching out for air, Bobby hoped he was dreaming. But reality was cruel, he pinched himself, and it hurt. When he looked bak, Alan and David were already standing as tall as the Statue of Liberty and Eiffel Tower. Daunted by the 2 giants, will our young hero get psychoed, or would he manage to survive all these ordeals and achieve ultimate PINKISM?.... stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;..... Ok dat is the last of eps 3, look forward to eps 4 as our young hero continues to suffer, all for the pleasure of the masses, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114266326576704888?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114266326576704888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114266326576704888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114266326576704888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114266326576704888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114206279087647320</id><published>2006-03-12T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T15:39:50.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZZZ sian lahhx. Wanna know y? Actually i 2day had to go for CCA, but due to the fact that my alarm clock, out of all times, chose this time to crop up. IT DID NOT RING!!! Alarm was set at 8am yet i woke up at 12.30 pm. Kinda pathetic. Juz hope they did not learn 2 much today, so as to enable me to catch up... goddamit, screw dis Energizer Battery. Well, enuf of screwing up the battery and my clock, we have arrived at the second issue of concern. Recently theres this Korean drama series, stressing on DRAMA. As u know, to most of my age ppl, DRAMA shows can realli be a bore. 1 good example is Taiwan Ah Chen or Pi Li Huo. Unfortunately, now, another heavenshaking, deathdefying, disasterattracting&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; drama&lt;/span&gt; series has surfaced, AGAIN on tv. Yes, it is wad i am thinking or wad u r thinking... DA CHANG JING~! I dun realli understand y every1 loves Da Chang Jing, especially when theres no chio bu and the main char looks as if shes over 40. As i see it, its juz a lame woman hu keep cooking cooking for her master den dunno wad else. According to my guesses, Da Chang Jing would be the craze of the town by its 30th episode. By that time, kids do not play wif power rangers or pokemon, they play wif the action figurines of the chars of Da Chang Jing. Den Central Suria Tv2 Chnl 8/U and even Cartoon Network would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; be showing Da-Chang-Jing. As much as how i hate to say it, the kids wont be wearing Spiderman PJs or Superman suits anymore, instead, they wear Da Chang Jing ancient Korean outfits. And yes, EVEN boys. Then in Comic Connections, the Naruto Section would be changed 2 the 3 same &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKY&lt;/span&gt; words, Da Chang Jing, again. Cinemas would start showing many different sidetrack stories of Da Chang Jing as well and Mc Donalds would even create  a Da Chang Jing happy meal or meal or smth. A penny worthed ur thoughts on this, but... Warning : Overexcess Imagination of Da Chang Jing infested world might damage your brains. Well, in one of these holidays i would produce Chronicles of LinAhHia eps 3 soon. Be sure to check for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114206279087647320?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114206279087647320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114206279087647320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114206279087647320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114206279087647320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/03/zzz-sian-lahhx.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114104917043336711</id><published>2006-02-28T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:06:10.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hallo every1..... 2day, had been tiring..., followed Dehong to buy stuff = =..... from 4 to 5+.... from TM move to CS, den BACK to TM...den to Cheers, lol. But at least theres a reward to it, i saw Guo Mei Mei at TM entrance there.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wo bu pa bu pa la~~&lt;/span&gt; lol. No doubt shes cute, tho taller than both me and de hong, juz tat she needs sum fat intake... abit too skinny. Well, its onli normal dat women wanna be skinny, but this is abit too over. But still, im unrelentlessly unhappy abt the fact that shes still taller amongst the 3 of us. U see the tv like short short de, u go see real person, as if shes using Black King Bar liddat, suddenly so tall. Could be the high heels shes wearing tho.... And 1 thing, SHES HYPERACTIVE. lolx. The hair... reminds me of Quan Yi Feng, and Miss Poh, my ss teacher, hu juz gotten her hair red as well and has a striking resemblance to Quan Yi Feng... SOOO RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also recently, sumtin has caught the attention of almost all ppl, big small fat thin dark white hairy hairless disabled abled and the extraordinary. Theres this girl rumoured to be from NYP hu got herself on the big screen while having sex intercourse wif her boifren. Tho it sounds dirty, but it has also caught my mom's attention..... She told me not to take such explicit vids or fotos and upload it to the net.. Y would i even wanna do dat= =. However she has my sympathy(yes im a samaritan = =), for the cause dat every1 is busy looking for dat video wich was uploaded on the net and no one f*-cking cares abt hows shes doin now. Or even, her closely related family n cliques. But still, this sympathy for her could be abit redundant. Who would be so stupid to take down the whole intercourse in a 3G fone? Its lyk so lame la... but, not leaving out the other possibilities, she might be forced into such stuff, preferably for oneself's own pervertic pleasure or needs. Even so, getting it down on a fone is still so rong.... huever thot of it either.... 1) harbours the thot of selling it in vcd format, 2) already planned and intended to upload it to the net, or 3) hes plain crazy. Some may have noticed dat i have been contradicting myself again and again... Well, this could be juz sum debate activities happening in my mind... i guess. To any other underaged girls n boys, i beseech u all to heed my advice n not get urself into underaged sex, be it tht u have safety precautionary items or not. Coz even the slightest of all safetyprecautionary items could go rong and haywire anytime. The consequences r wad u will bear, and wad which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOO MUCH &lt;/span&gt;for u to bear. Trust me. Not that i did it and regretted it HOR.... dont wander off from the straight road. All the best to the victim, the director, the editor and... most prolly the male lead. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U will need it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lastly, another thing to add to the TM issue. I found out from my makeshift survey, for every escalator u take, be it going up or down, u will bound to find at least 2 chio bus on the other side. Note: It was during abt 3-5pm. Hehez..... i guess guys shud know when to "camp" and "Fire In The Hole!" liao eh?... hope they get wad i mean =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114104917043336711?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114104917043336711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114104917043336711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114104917043336711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114104917043336711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/02/hallo-every1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114096585884114862</id><published>2006-02-27T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:57:38.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im bak! hmmm 2day had been a fine day... no doubt.... went out wif kevin, my pri sch fren. Went to Chinatown... wad else can we be looking for... OF COURSE CHIO BU LAH! =X.... jk jk... we were in scavenge of some anime products.. kinda fruitful for him, budden i went home 2 hand empty. Only my stomache was full. =XX... First time i had Long John Silver... kinda marvelous, the food, i must say.... well dun take my words for real, coz wadeva dat is edible tastes nice to me, well except vegetables... and tofu.... HEY! im a GENTLEman ok....hehe... Ehh well soon after that we went to participate in the "big" walk. Eventually we stopped at the lan centre and not being able to resist the alluring beauty of the big banner showing "Battle Net", we went in and had a great time. CS-ing was wad i did, since i didnt had any chance to play it, thus i had to reminscence of de "feel".. haha. Of course after that we went on seperate ways, me on the road bak to Pasir Ris and him, to Yishun. Bla bla bla... the trip was f-*king long.... afew crazy doodads... a cute lil chubby kid... and a chio bu... OMFG DID I JUZ MENTION CHIO BU?!!?!!??!?!??... ok well i did = =. U know sum1 hu doesnt have himself attached to a lock yet often gets very high over such stuff... ya. Well both of us, and afew other ppl, were looking at the cute lil chubby hyperactive supermotive boi boi... in his failed attempts to jio an indian gal hu was a head above him. Kinda ridiculous but true love doesnt co-exist wif the difference of age.... AHhhhhh... lol jk jk dun get myself too drama or else i would start fantasising abt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tong hua&lt;/span&gt; again. Well sad fact is dat she went off at the Kembangan stop.. Was tempted to follow u know.... well maybe not.. was rather eager to rush to Old Chang Kee to fill up my paunch. Well yes= = i do have a paunch. small 1 la.... Y else im out of TAF. Ok, enuf of crap talk, heres the second section to the Chronicles of LinAhHia...... (note, there might be more than 3 epis.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====Chronicles Of LinAhHia Episode 2=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During the last episode... we all were familiar wif how bad a situation Bobby was in.. and his discovery of sumtin awfully shiny coming from the store room.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Following the shimmering lights of the unknown, Bobby, in his pathetic wheelchair(due to overexerted pressure on both his legs), got himself into the storeroom, once again to fufil his curiosity. To his utmost shock and surprise, there was this warddrobe. Nothing special... juz that...... IT IS F@%^@$^2KING PINK!!!!2$^@$^@$@%@!&amp;%$!!! Bobby being aroused by the magnificently PINK-painted warddrobe, decided to take a look, onli to his despair when a familiarly loud striking voice was heard....&lt;br /&gt;"AH BOI AR!!!! COME DOWN EAT UR DINNER, FASTER, LATER DO UR HW OR ELSE I CANE U!!!"&lt;br /&gt;As though being controlled by dat awful noise, Bobby forced himself to leave the storeroom. Abit sad, he wheeled himself to the table, onli to be catapulted wif the curry potato by Mary and her UBERSUPERPOWERFUL spoon. Once again, this was not being eye-witnessed by her parents, thus, Bobby juz had to shut the hell up and quit whining. Dinner was a long one.... especially when ur sister despises u and shoots u wif curry potato bits everytime u and ur parents r looking at the tv wich was showing Fear Factor. After the heartpiercing, fleshgnawing, buttwrenching, faceconstipating dinner, Bobby went bak to his lil world and edited his Friendster profile, adding in afew more tong hua-related verses and getting all emo. At this point of time, midnight struck and even before he knew it, he was on the verge of completing his profile. Disturbed by a seemingly attention-catching ray of light, he was once again aroused. Moving along the corridor to the storeroom, his heart palpitated furiously. Soon, he reached the storeroom and wif much effort, he pulled the door and got all emo, grabbed his knife and started slittin his arm.. ok maybe not. He opened the warddrobe door..... Bobby soon ffound himself weightless and imbued in light, he felt himself flying at ultra fast speed, faster than Panadol Actifast.... and.... he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bak chiu(&lt;/span&gt;eyes) tio whack by tree branch and fainted = =.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dats the end of Episode 2.. hope u guys like it... off to fantasize abt the chio bu now....... AHHhhhhhhhhh..... lol.... cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114096585884114862?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114096585884114862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114096585884114862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114096585884114862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114096585884114862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-bak-hmmm-2day-had-been-fine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114085440873242138</id><published>2006-02-26T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:28:41.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: New Segment Is Out... Its Called The Movie Parody Slots!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yep.... now dat u have seen it... its out NOW... i know i have been quite inactive... thus i created this segment to somehow give me a boost on wad to blog on. Life gets boring if u dun see my blog ya?.... haha jk.... Well basically this new segment is about the "NG Scenes" or the "SG version" of the movies shown abt 1 yrs bak, or could be recent. To get things started for the first movie... or rather its first episode, let me give u an intro on the movie.. the Chronicles Of Narnia.. Dun be mistaken... im not going to tell abt the same old boring story wich u can actually find on DVD or even on the web. Do u know... or at least for the hokkiens... if u slowly say Narnia in hokkien slang it sounds like LinAhhhhhHiaa? lol. Ya it means brother... Thus this went past my mind and i decided to make my self-directed movie secction of this movie.. ZeTurtle.Co Presents......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==== The Chronicles Of LinAhHia, The Gay The Bitch and The Wardrobe ====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long long ago...ok maybe not dat long ago.. There was this brother of a little girl...... and dat little girl, named Mary, utterly despises her ah hia, Bobby for being such a sissy, as his world was all about fairytales(tong hua) and he is a twit. Mary being an anti-twit, loves dissing her pathetic brother.. Well Bobby aint quite happy about it and was continuously complaining to his mama n papa. But being a traditional chinese wif a -di di kur-(straight) mindset, they wasnt quite convinced dat such delicate young pretty elegant head-dropping saliva-dripping little girl would do such stuff... thus, Bobby had to live in agony.... In school, too, he was being "tau pokd"(rugby style of piling) by his 2 frens, each namely Alan and David. Now dun think 2 ppl aint worth too big a deal.. Alan and David have beta records and were constantly being approached by the Ministry Of Health to f**king lose some weight. In actual fact, they each weigh 85 and 90kg respectively. Once again i would like to remind every1 dat Bobby is an underweight&lt;br /&gt; boy of 35kg and onli 155 cm in height. Kinda pathetic... lol. Basically Bobby had loathed the fact that he has to go to school on every of the 5 f***kin days.. but for the sake of his curiosity and love for studies, he was willing to peservere. His courage knows no bounds, yet even so, his will to surive does.... Soon he started slacking and ponteng-ing sch.. Then 1 day.... he found sumtin shiny emitting from the large storeroom.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued lol... check out for the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114085440873242138?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114085440873242138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114085440873242138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114085440873242138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114085440873242138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/02/note-new-segment-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-114027687237992325</id><published>2006-02-19T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:34:32.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>Kinda late now.... apologise for the recent inactivity of my blog.... didnt feel like doing so... They are of the following lame reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) hearts in a mess(dun ask)&lt;br /&gt;2) life is fucked up(dun expect me to answer ne questions)&lt;br /&gt;3) stress n hw both building up(nuff said)&lt;br /&gt;4) couldnt rmb wad i wanted to type everytime i came up to blogger homepage. = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically after i sorted everything out and if i have the spare time i will blog again.... expect to hear from this blog in abt  a week or so, sorry for the inconvenience caused. Your co-operation will be gladly accepted and i apologise again for my ignorance of this rotting blog .. lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-114027687237992325?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/114027687237992325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=114027687237992325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114027687237992325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/114027687237992325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/02/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113847573324593712</id><published>2006-01-29T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T03:15:33.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>Sudden invigorating urge to write a post lol.... after for like.... a week plus? or 13 days to be exact. Well i wanna first note those in my msn looking at my boring nickname, currently 'I SUCK' n followed by my blog add., im not saying i suck in life, juz in dota.... Believe me ^^ its true. Hmm wad else.... oh right regarding my sister's blog link i have totally lost track. She has kept it under wraps when infront of me which could be of 1 stupid reason. She thinks ima flame her tagboard. Well, sis, wake up ur idea, im not bored to dat extent where i go round screwin every1's tagboard upside down. And 1 more thing, I DIDNT SEND DAT BITCH TO FLAME UR BLOG.. Well if u dun wanna believe it, so be it, i have no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking abt 2day then, its CNY, every1's  celebrating, and i too, the no-lifer, has a way to celebrate CNY. That is, to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DotA&lt;/span&gt; my life away. Pretty impressive eh? But fact is, i tio pwn lah... quite an embarassing fact, but considering that im still a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOVICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;rolls&gt; i am considered a good player ^^. The least i can do is not to scold explicit words when i got P@WNEZ.... or so i did... ok maybe juz afew times. Man do make mistakes, cant push the blame on me. Well abt 3 hrs ago i witnessed de lame CNY countdown thru my pathetically grand 32 inch tv... or so i think. Everything, i guess, was fine by me, main reason cuz i wasnt watchin.... =P. Well the onli part dat couldave pissed me off real bad is the fireworks. They dun seem to end, and now wif the pollution toll on the rise, firecrackers shud already be a 'no-no' to all, let alone the MEDIA. Den summore Osama bomb here bomb there, Terrorist happy not happy come suicide wif 1 stupid fucking plane and crashed into a million dollar building. Seriously its lyk poking a knife into the 1000 dollar bill. Yes, dat hurts. Air pollution, dat sums it all. Onto noise pollution, i dun wish to say more, bud for the sake of all of Man, the onli reason, unfortunately impossibly yet true, is the singers, or the artiste or even ur very own sister. Cars r outta the league, voices r in. I wouldnt mind appreciating fei yu qing singing the same old song for a century, but the current singers, in my opinion, doesnt sound right to the ear. Singers r bad enuf, artiste, and my sister, nuff said. Speaking of artiste, 2day i found Christopher Lee utterly stunning, n there could onli be 2 reason, being 1) he has a bad hairday or.... 2) he is trying 2 hard to make beckham's previous hairstyle. Dun realli wanna wish dats de hairstyle dats in the trend now.... or i would be seeing ballkicking mofos everywhere. I wonder y every1 is trying to undo or rather clear away the creases in their life? I mean if they're creases, den let it be. Why bother changing it when it might turn out far worse than u think it would. Haix.. must be the fatigue getting on me, my eyes r pounding downwards, seeming to be rejoicing abt having to see their other half as soon as i go ZzzZ, coz i aint talking sense ne more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh rite... n 1 more amusing thing, once when i was on the MRT, i saw a.... i dun realli know wad gender but he must be a boy. Well he is clothed lyk a boy, hair trimmed to deem fit as a boy but theres 1 thing rong about it. If its anything rong abt this type of situations, it would either be their every move, or reaction. But from my 3mb ram memory, i think he was kinda hugging the pole *hint hint* and he was going all feminine... as in his behaviour. At first it could hurl out some giggles, bud soon after i got disgusted, and at the same time confused. I cant identify his gender... hope he be a guy, and he would for god sake change dat feminine behaviour once he reaches puberty and knows the true meaning of masturbation. .... Well yep i guess dats all... g2g slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113847573324593712?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113847573324593712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113847573324593712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113847573324593712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113847573324593712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/01/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113742620082709401</id><published>2006-01-17T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:43:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>Hiya, ppl, im bak. First n foremost, i would like to give this face. o.o!! .. FYI... u dunno wad dis is, this is a omfgwtfbbqsauceandsatay facial expression which i wanna dedicate to my sister. cassandra... i dun wanna bother intro-ing, u wanna know, go to her blog(u better thank me for de advertisement, SIS). SHE ACTUALLY WAS ABLE TO GET IN TO THE NETBALL TEAM! Oh wad fucks, u might think im juz acting abit too overboard, but imagine de bulging weights of fats bobbing up and down when she ever does P.T for 1.5 hrs? Have u? Have u? ... This aside, she oso tio taiji from a god know hu de person, wah, sibei hiong de leh, scold until so -tooooooot- de leh.... oh shux, y am i wasting my time talking bt my sister's recent musings...lol.. once again, u wan know more? go visit &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i juz found out the Campus Superstar can be so enjoyable, excluding the bad singing. Well not bad exactly, since i cant sing as well, i dun have the rights to actually give comments. U might juz wanna admire Sugi or JunYang talking. Yes, talking. Nothing beats dat, and im quite sure bout that. Apparently, my sister got hooked up to it too, onli that her interest lies in 1 of the male contestants. Ah wad fucks, she is guy-mad now, and i might juz wanna live in a tent inside de house before she starts coming up to me at night asking me to intro her a guy from my sch. YES.... those guys from my sch.... u have to watch ur steps... i might juz pounce from the bak, gunnysack u n lock u up wif ma sis. xD... Nah im not dat bad, im more of a samaritan..  Note, its samaritan, not satan. Oh my Oh my how exciting it is now.... 1 gal is gonna be selected to be eliminated from de contest... and its.... F3!!!!! where did F4 go.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pei ni qu kan liu xing yu~~~&lt;/span&gt; WOAH! gives me the creeps already. Well as much as i loathe to mention bout it, now its the second elimination thingy... and its.... F2!!!... Theres conspiracy in de air, F2,3... consecutive no.s. How shud i realli bring dis out, as much as it breaks my heart, theres still tah p0h elimination, and i dont reali bother to go on wif dat campus ss thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these aside, by GOSH, i juz rmbed, Blindy has juz released his new album! -thumbs up-... Well i dun know the quality of it, but it better be gud, cuz my sis might go crazy and buy his album n play it for godknowshowmanytimes a day, time n time again, traumatizing my ear drums. How very convenient it is now, that im actually sitting infront of the comp, wif my sis at the back, snoring away. I wanna admire this soothing peaceful ambience, be it the noisy campus superstar thingy, or my sis's snoring. Hu knows, i might admire both. I feel sleepy now, slp is inevitable this time, so u shud know wad i shud know wad i gonna d0 rite?... yes, gudbye, gudnite and gud riddance... NOT... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113742620082709401?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113742620082709401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113742620082709401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113742620082709401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113742620082709401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/01/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113689393816426462</id><published>2006-01-10T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T19:52:18.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lolx</title><content type='html'>Lolx... 2day... dunno y, i oso feel very xing gan.... lyk my xiong di... 'feel the xing gan, get de inspiration'... hope i do dat for my O lvls for english... haha. Wait... is it xing gan? or gan xing?.. forget it. Well ytd i was realli xing/gan gan/xing ... i even made a poem! U can say its dedicated .. umm to my sister.. lolx....  here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my sister, yet again, is staying over at her friends abode,&lt;br /&gt;leaving me here, in this dim-lit room, with utmost peace and composure,&lt;br /&gt;She took away wif her, all my miseries, our easily initiated word-war,&lt;br /&gt;and all that sound which displeases my ear,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, in this room of near-voidness,, her screams of anger still lies stagnant,&lt;br /&gt;never to leave this very wooden block on the wall, as known, a door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sui sui rite? De england sibei powderfull de lite?... Well ... seems lyk every1 has a life... xcept for me...or maybe alvin too.. since hes always hooked to his comp and nowhere else. For example... my xiongdi might complain dat she doesnt have a life... budden going out to shopping its counted having a life. My sister, unexpectedly, too, has life... ytd went to dunno wad SHE qian chang hui... den afew weeks bak, she joined the youth club under my flat from de RC.... Tho she might be juz there to miao hensomes, budden.... she still has life = =. Oh speaking of ytd de gan xing.. 2day i found out i have a knack for joking JUZ for TODAY. I think the best is de .. mastercard advertisement.... I'll start 1 up now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 posh car... $500, 000&lt;br /&gt;1 popular celeb wife... $499, 999&lt;br /&gt;1 hella big of condo unit... $300k odd&lt;br /&gt;Finding out dat u were dreaming all along and waking up in the jail cell.... priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well how was dat.... hope it was funny.... er.... suddenly de gan xing thingy went into thin air in a flash.. no more jokes... lolx... Ok time for me to do my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113689393816426462?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113689393816426462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113689393816426462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113689393816426462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113689393816426462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/01/lolx.html' title='lolx'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113655005951541185</id><published>2006-01-07T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T20:20:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzz</title><content type='html'>...hello, every1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have no life... Well in actual fact, i realli dun have a life. Be it during de holidays, or during sch days. Firstly, CCAs r held on both holidays and sch days... thus, no point in having a holiday at all. Den, at sch, now got personal drill session, every Wednesday. Now it realli makes no difference between de 5 sch days. Last time, the 5 sch days, each has its own special things. For instance, Monday is most prolly de day to slack, laze around at home. But now?? its either english supplementary or personal drill session( if training is held on Wed.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggh... i dun wish to talk abt it any further. I am no better than a construction worker... everyday slogging my ass in n out of sch, seriously, theres no distinct difference, except for that they get money for slogging n we dont. Well this may make u think i might be hating my sch, my cca. Well i can most definitely than ever tell u dat theres no lines attached to these affairs. Well the problem is wif me, wad i do, and as ppl say it.. u reap wad u sow.. in a way, it is correct, although i loathe to admit to dat fact. Well, at first, me n my m8s did not put in much effort in sec 2, we slack, n slack and slack, then, now we S-U-C-K. Some of em might do better, but it doesnt make any diff. 1 goes down, the whole pack goes wif it. Marching lyk shit, bang lyk birdshit, i dun think we can do anything except planning for things, and this does not come in a package wif execution of the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a good example is 2day. We had CCA orientation, for the sec 1s. By right, we shud be de ones doing all the shitload of work. But due to our slack-ness, we did nothing by de end of afew days b4 de orientation. Although some might have done their jobs, but yet again, it still makes no diff, 1 for all, all for 1, its wad dey say. We in de end still required help from the upper ranks. Sometimes i wonder, wad de f*** am i supposed to do, or wad i am doing. Then later on, 2day, at the orientation. At the start, u can see every1 slogging their asses around trying to set up de booth, theres nothing rong wif that. Then later, i went 2 the parade ground to fly de plane, at near 2.30pm. Well after quite sum time taking turns here and dere, most of the planes got crashed badly, and we called it a day. Then, we went to see if de booth needed any help. Naturally, as u can see, i blog, n dun use de diary, meaning i use de comp. So theres a natural magnet attracting me to the flight sim. at the laptop there. Soon after, we were all slacking around the laptops, and some even playing it when it was meant for the sec 1s. All i can see, is dat the upper ranked ones again, are doing all the work while most of us slacked. Well, reaping wad we sow, we gt onli a enrollment list of 45 people, in wich wad would be decreased to a pathetic no. of 10 ppl sooner or later. Eventually, we kena lectured, it was an intensive moment, and also very meaningful. It reflected upon us our lousy work attitude, we do not do anything, leaving all the work to the others, in other words, apart from those hu realli slogged their asses for the CCA, we r a big bunch of scrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sumhow i feel, if those clowns are able to cut down on their f***ing playing attitude, and every1 is ever WILLING to do work, we can actually do it. We are initially, a priceless trunk of a tree, wich can be carved, sliced and everything nice into perfect working materials. But we ourselves decided not to do anything to ourselves, we start rotting there, and thats it, it is over for the whole batch. This is juz a lil sumtin to depict our attitude for anything, and clearly u can actually see we r quite f*cked up, considering our attitude towards everything and our willingness and determination for any work dat should be done or for instance perfecting our drills. If we r willing to actually perfect everything, we would not be the batch of useless rotting, decomposing logs, but instead, the wooden carved figures, chairs and anything else. I wonder if we possess that kinda determination... seriously, its worth a penny for these thoughts. Well i do regret not giving it my all during de time at the booth.. and not being able to take the initiative to even do anything. One piece of advice for every1 b4 i stop... U wanna do it, u do a proper job and give it ur all, u dun wanna do it, u can juz probably turn out to be de rotting logs i mentioned earlier... as u r already in it, u can NOT escape the clutches of fate. dats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113655005951541185?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113655005951541185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113655005951541185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113655005951541185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113655005951541185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/01/zzzz.html' title='zzzz'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113610234434355352</id><published>2006-01-02T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:59:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detoxification.</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps.... came bak from the 4th visit to the toilet.... ppl may say dat im totally detoxified, but i personally put it as i have juz gone thru Hell. Its lyk the combined effects of 10 detox pills + 8 treasure tea(chinese say its ba bao cha)  and 2 50% lethal laxatives... The toilet have juz became my USUAL haunt, fact is, i visit the toilet as often as visitin the sch on every sch day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those hu think i am LUCKY enuf to get this kinda SUI SUI detoxification process wifout having to pay for the detox pills, u r rong... and for this i have 3 words.... Buay-Tah-Han. Yes... its lyk suddenly u r addicted to  going to the toilet and its far more severe addiction than any drug. Right now as i speak, i can feel my body's urge to visit the toilet, AGAIN... and it would add up to the 5th visit. All i can say is... dis detox thingy, is Bloody Gay. I reckon after afew more visits, i am even more feeble than a 100 yr old hu juz got struck down by a car, crushed by a tree wich was struck down by lightning on his boner and was given de injection on the wrong side of de body by a new inexperienced doctor. It IS dat bad. For now i juz hope this usual haunt of mine can sorta change its target or i might get sick of visiting de toilet and constipation starts to occur. ... Okay this has been a gruesome entry and if any1 got comments, kindly use de tag board at the right side, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113610234434355352?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113610234434355352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113610234434355352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113610234434355352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113610234434355352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2006/01/detoxification.html' title='Detoxification.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113577968970712657</id><published>2005-12-29T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T22:37:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pic1</title><content type='html'>Well juz got bak from home from a slow, long MRT ride from Yishun.From de last post, i suppose most ppl would know that i simply loathe long waits. Anticipating in abated breath trying to look out for chio bu's, i scanned the whole area time n time again, but the thing i got wasnt much of wad i expected, but juz as well, it poses to be sum entertainment along the way bak home for me n alvin, altho he seemed quite pissed at it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/37/78475433_5ff9a87de6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/37/78475433_5ff9a87de6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Use pic as reference)Well practically theres dis fucking kid wearing a small blue t-shirt, while looking blankly at the air, he popped out of nowhere and started d-a-n-c-i-n-g infront of alvin. Yes, he danced infront of alvin and at that time i was lyk... -_-||| and he was lyk &gt;_&lt;... well soon enuf, he flung out his hp and in sms mode, asked me ' can i kick dat kid '... Well i would ask dat if i were him, but being a good audience, i persuaded him not to... den, he did it again, that erotically 'sacred' dance. This time i wasnt able to control myself and let out a small squeal of suppressed laughter. Lucky my hand was enuf to cover my mouth. Automatically, my hand, too, flung out my hp and i signalled de following 2 msges.... 'juz dun look' and 'see no evil'... well it was not evil, but plain... erotic and its to de extent of dat wich i was unable to explain in words. And juz if ur wondering, NO, i am not gonna show it to any1 either. Soon after dat kid left, a new import came, a pole-dancer. He was so sexy(ya rite) and he was spinning n spinning n spinning around de pole. As he pole-danced, he counted the no. of times he went around dat freaking MRT pole....as i recall it, he said "fifty-six....fifty-seven....." well...he stopped soon till we reached the simei stop... where he did it again... faster n faster he went, till he went all flat on the MRT chair. Man dat was so dam hilarious i can juz laugh while licking a lollipop and breaking all my teeth while jerking the lollipop in my mouth. Well dats dat..... ok i guess dats all for 2day.... bb every1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka.ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113577968970712657?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113577968970712657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113577968970712657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113577968970712657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113577968970712657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/pic1.html' title='pic1'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113568429234486581</id><published>2005-12-28T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:20:50.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>solleh</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh solly solly... Due to de fact dat im too cooped up in my rm playing de seem-to-be addictive WC map, i was unable(spiritually.. coz my fingers say yes, my brain says no) to update the blog later after de last post. Also i was busy writing xmas testimonials for lyk 45 minutes and my arms were all *split-splat-splottish*, thus i wasnt able to update dis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 2day made me quite de very pissed. 2day i went to sch to discuss abt CCA orientation day... well dat was not de make-me-utterly-fucking-pissed part, but it was de part where i gt out of my sch.... Well it was lyk this..... *Small cloud forms...* ok la i dun b so drama mama la.... Oh... drama mama sounds quite familiar .... hmm where i heard of it ar..... well its quite a catchy phrase... well... ummm... errr..... ahh.... forget it... OH rite.. bak to the story... I was standing at the bus stop... willing 2 sacrafice myself to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zao fu ren qun&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ge rou wei ying...&lt;/span&gt; EHH salah salah not ge rou wei ying... well.. i onli didnt sit on the chair= =|| . BUT!!! it was still a good deed! Ok, at this point, i expected to c the bus coming into view within 5 mins... But to my piss-appointment(piss+disappointment), it came WAY later than 5 mins. Well soon after that i see 1 chio bu coming towards de bus stop(before bus come).. Den my eyes brighten.... flickered and died down.. know y? COZ SHE NEVER &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miao &lt;/span&gt;ME 1 TIME T_T.. hahax. Anywayz soon after i got down from de bus,  i chiong to MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At the MRT station-&lt;br /&gt;I was lyk #%@^%#!##%! well coz when i reach the platform, it shows.... 6 minutes! 6 FREAKING MINUTES!!!! I have to wait once again to get a ride to White Sands!!!! AND ITS SO FUCKING LONG!!!.. Well as long as i start to wait, CHIOBUS will come again. This time its still de same, NEVER MIAO ME AGAIN... nevermind i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ren.&lt;/span&gt; Den de MRT came n bla bla bla i reached White Sands Shopping Centre. Den now im suddenly in a dilemma liao. Shud i go for Macdonalds? or Old Chang Kee.... At 1 point of view, Mac offers quality junk food bdden cost alot, but thing is, I got de money! I was given enuf!!!!! Den, at another point of view, Old Chang Kee offers delicious junk food, and at low price, oso very attractive. Well i simply hate to be in such dilemmas, thus... i left de shopping centre, wif my stomach empty... haix.... Sibei piss-ful day sia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113568429234486581?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113568429234486581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113568429234486581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113568429234486581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113568429234486581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/solleh.html' title='solleh'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113539748406501286</id><published>2005-12-25T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T12:11:55.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Alo every1.... very long time nv blog liao... Well i was watching my tv and playing my comp.... haha my life is still as dead.... definitely. 2day.. surprisingly, when i turned on my tv... a familiar show came up on the screen.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gransazers™&lt;/span&gt;. Well dats no surprising fact, but de suprising part was dat i actually settled down to watch this show meant for 3 yr olds. Funny but true. Well most prolly i will add another post later on.. coz i am gonna have my lunch ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113539748406501286?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113539748406501286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113539748406501286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113539748406501286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113539748406501286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113480146354525958</id><published>2005-12-18T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T14:37:43.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh im bak</title><content type='html'>Bleahx.... Alo every1, yes im bak...but i still not able to find bak my old crappy n farniez self... sad hor.. anywayz been since quite a while i updated dis blog.. ya...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well i am startin to think dat.. i have no life.... everyday, if its a sch day, i have no doubt dat my day would b lyk dis...: wake up, breakfast, bathe, sch, CCA(sometimes),  home, homework.. bla-.-(yea i loathe it). dinner ,sleep or even more homework.... den if its a weekend it would end up lyk dis. : Wake up, breakfast, computer...., abita homework..., dinner, tv and den hit de sack. Den if its a holiday, could be worse, could be not....: Wake up, breakfast, CCA/computer, bathe, dinner, computer again, sleep. Absolutely no L-I-F-E. No life spotted, onli brain activites going on. Many times i told myself... Get a life, u mtherf*king idiot.... But i guess i didnt make  a point to make my day any special for everyday. Xcept for days where my frens organize chalets, i would be continuing the ever-so-annoying dead life everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second issue....My Skin(yes i know its lame....) Well i recently got sunburnt due to CCA activities and maybe its due to the fact dat i have been facing the stupid same sun on de same stupid sunny island for consecutively 2 days, de sunburnt has gotten far worse than how an egg got fried in 123454321 degree celcius. Yes its dat bad.. my nose is peeling lyk f*k and i cant do anything abt it but.... peel banana, peel peel banana~~.... lol. Now i look dam ugly.... wif white spots on visible sides  of my face... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OhhMiiGoddz!&lt;/span&gt;.... fck i am so gonna try get myself a tan n get dat dark skin bak or i will forever stay dat ugly lyk a leopard wif white spots. Anywayz i admit dat im ugly even wifout those atrociously goring marks on my face budden they onli make it worse. I would be better off being the Beast in Beauty and the Beast.. Nonono im not dat 'frog-created-alike' beast hu got turned into a *tooooooooooot*-ing prince after he got kissed. I am de Lord Of The Beast... yuck.. makes me sound so evil n not-pleasuring to de eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third. My CCA. Well my batch of ppl have been slacking since godknowswhen. N soon the holidays came, we went bak in action, onli to find out dat we s-u-c-k. Sec 1s can do better than us, must have been on steroids.... hahax. Well dat was juz kidding... they were good.. and i can 100% guarantee dat they r not on drugs lyk how i mentioned it up there.  NCC do not do drugs... yes n i dunt either... so stop wondering.  Well i think some could realli be coz they're skills got rusty... and i dun know if mine is... but for every1, its abt synchro. We march lyk crap, bang lyk bird-shit.. wad can we do... brush up lo. Well life is forever so demanding.... after u attained dis, u needa attain that, den sooner or later, u will die b4 u even get to anything. Those hu agree pls breathe. Thank you. Anywayz bak to the point. Thus... ONE MORE training was scheduled... dedicated to just us, the sec 2s... so touching rite. Well i dun deny the seniors r doing their best to keep us on the grade but on the other edge of the point, its another day of more suffering, more pain, more agony and finally, more sunburning. To put it on the bright side, we still can learn more things, and as the  ancients say it...:" Grow a mole, grow a wisdom." Get dat in chinese n u will know wad i mean. Well i think i reached the end of this blog coz my brain is doing 2 much activities now and its gonna blow any time. So... Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113480146354525958?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113480146354525958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113480146354525958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113480146354525958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113480146354525958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/bleh-im-bak.html' title='bleh im bak'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113432067188384356</id><published>2005-12-12T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:08:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;YO! Its me again! Yep... u guessed it, or maybe u didnt..WAIT WAIT WAIT.... u did u did.... oh.. its not u ar... paiseh... anywayz lets get bak to the point... Finally i got a special request.... from Alvin. From wad i think he got the inspiration from the last post, the title he gave was.... The 20 Rulez to Abide when BBQ-ing. Kinda catchy... aint it? Well lets get on wif it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;20 Rulez of BBQ-ing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. Never ever wear too elegant or expensive clothes. U will never know when the "amiable-looking" ppl arnd u would juz spring out of the nowhere n carry u to the pool. Nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. Never do too much work in the BBQ part, instead, give urself 5 minute gaps to go catch a glimpse of the tv b4 u return to BBQ... most prolly wads on is Fann Wong n Christopher Lee kissing n... i dun wanna carry on bout it. M18 contents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Alwayz go easy on the butter. Some things juz LOVE to spring out of the blue. For instance, an extra supply of 50 sticks of satay, 40 chicken wings, 30 chicken drumsticks, 20 sausages, 10 corns. I'm dead sure dat u will need the tube of butter for those. So realli go easy on em... they're juz harmless butter.... Blah.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. Never set ur BBQ pit under shelter. Trust me, u dun wanna see ppl's faces "blooming" out of all dat foggey smoke.They will give u a scare dat overpowers samara's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. Alwayz get urself a manual fan of 5 windpower or an electrical fan wif 3 windpower. Fires do not die then... they die... Another Day. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. Never get urself too many helpers. Hu knows, 1 guy might juz pop out n scare every1, and the next second, every1 starts falling lyk dominos around de BBQ pit and 1 would realli hate to see dat a BBQ pit is gonna land on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. Alwayz bring a handfone. Ur mom might call u bak for dinner as theres sharksfin soup, courtesy of ur neighbours hu juz struck it rich. Dun believe? go check on em now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. Never EVER bring some1 along. Y'know food is not meant to be shared among too many ppl, i guarantee u will need the sharksfin soup after the BBQ. (refer to the top)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. Never glare far away into the next BBQ area.(some ppl do dis when smoke get into their eyes) Well, if u want, glare upwards or downwards, coz u might never know hu is ur 'neighbouring occupant'. Golden-haired, dragon/tiger tattooed, scorpion-chained-neck person wif a BIG mohawk on his head..? Perhaps so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. Alwayz go for the food below the plate. Common sense, the bottomest ones r the least-hottest, yet are kept warm by the ones burying it. In other words, its the cream of the crop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. Alwayz make a big fire, and of course control it. U can BBQ alot of food this way and save more fire starters. As ppl say it, its always best to be BUDGET abit... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12. Never bring ur games to chalets.(eg. PSP) Trust me.(i know i say dat alot... but u have to.) Coz prolly u would be playing hide-n-seek wif ur frens... n sure enuf moments later, ur PSP will play hide-n-seek wif u and both u n UR MOM wont lyk it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;13. Alwayz bring ur own VCDs to provide entertainment... MediaCorp cant be trusted to give pleasure to kids nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14. Never rush into things.(Nononono dun think dat way....) Some things might be undone and u wont wanna eat burnt/undercooked food, do u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. Alwayz bring urself spare clothes. U might need em... a water bomb could fly from thin air into existence right into ur face. Yes... S-P-L-A-T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. Never fall out wif ppl on BBQs. Everything would taste bad. Nope.. not cos of bitter relationship, coz the food would prolly be burnt while both of u lauch fireballs at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Take a hike. Not on the mountain. Try cooking 20 sticks of satay in the same time. Consumers r always very demanding =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;18. Alwayz put a little bit of everything in the pit... U wont wanna eat 20 sausages ONLY.... u would puke b4 u finish the 10th 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;19. Always invite me to ur BBQ, or else i will terrorise ur hse. No sharksfin for u ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;20. Always bring me a osim chair, a glass of iced lemon tea n 1 big plasma 42 inch tv, or i will still terrorise ur hse. Customer is always right... rmb ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well im finally done wif dis blog post.... gawd it took me ages to think of the rules... so appreciate. ^^. Now im off to take a rest. Cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Signing off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gaara569&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113432067188384356?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113432067188384356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113432067188384356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113432067188384356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113432067188384356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113421064490756418</id><published>2005-12-11T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:35:02.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woooh</title><content type='html'>YAY YAY HIP HIP HURRAY MY 30TH POST FINALLY LEH. Lolx lame... So long liao still no1 wan gimme inspiration for a new post... sooner or later im gonna die of blog emptiness.... Well heres a stupid post .....  Introducing... The Guide To....&lt;br /&gt;The Do's and Dont's When Ur In A Banquet or Buffet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do's&lt;br /&gt;1. Do eat as much as u can, kia su abit, bring a paper bag to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tah pao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do enjoy urself and take wad ur plate can hold, if possible, form a pyramid of food.(buffet)&lt;br /&gt;3. Do bring afew 'Slim Trim' pills... u will need it in such occasions.... believe me.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do wear looser clothes when ur going there. The looser the better, coz u can eat more. But be cautioned if ur a gal... dun wear it too loose or u will be the 1 eaten instead...(tofu).&lt;br /&gt;5. Do take the first innitiative unless ur parents(for children) forbade u to.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do bring a big bag, claim it to carry all ur necessities but use it for storage if ur paper bag doesnt hold. &lt;Do bring aluminium foil to prevent overspill&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do be generous on the aluminium foil, its worthed de food, im sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do be choosy abt wad ur gonna pick, since it is gonna go into ur mouth, it has to die in a beautiful shape.(applies on both but more on buffets)&lt;br /&gt;9. Do finish ur drink as soon as possible, anywayz, theres a free flow of it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Lastly, Do eat onli the best and ignore the others(e.g beehoon) coz u cant possible contain the whole meal in ur stomach... and leave space for desserts, possibly ask ur siblings if they r full to get extra dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont's&lt;br /&gt;1. Dont pick a fite when snatching for food, coz u would oni end up getting kicked out of the meal n u DO NOT stand to gain at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dont wear horizontally striped clothes cuz its gonna make u look fat, ppl would comment on tat n u will be forced to eat lesser.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dont pick up food dat u dropped. It makes u look bad infront of every1.. or worse if u '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tah pao&lt;/span&gt;' infront of every1. 1 sentence: Everything has to be slick and clean, no evidence.&lt;br /&gt;4. Dont offend ur elders, especially the grandparents' generation cuz ur bound to get an earful from ur parents. If its too late coz u did it juz now, do not mind ur table manners, eat up everything dat u can. 3 words... show no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Dont always burst into the first dish and GOBBLE em. Instead, carry a load to ur plate and have em slowly, no1's gonna rush u and its not lyk ur unable to finish it b4 de deserts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dont break ur cup or drop ur utensils. They take time to be replaced n u wont wanna miss any of those free drinks or food.&lt;br /&gt;7. Dont ever stuff the table cloth on ur collar, makes u look retarded.&lt;br /&gt;8. Dont try to make too much a mess on ur plate, food always tastes good on clean plates. If need be, change a new plate, preferably ur younger sibs, coz they hold not much power against u.&lt;br /&gt;9. Dont hesitate to talk to ppl u know at the banquet/buffet. U know they might not be able to finish everything, offer ur kind heart. But in cases where they have a full table or even half table full of fat ppl, save ur saliva.&lt;br /&gt;10. Dont stop to look at the bride/groom(applies to banquets) and continue eating. Only make a quick stand to take pics wif em and hurry bak to ur seat to finish wads undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i guess dats all.... 20 rules to abide, each wif its own uniqueness... juz memorise em, it will do u much good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113421064490756418?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113421064490756418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113421064490756418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113421064490756418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113421064490756418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/woooh.html' title='woooh'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113397887478604480</id><published>2005-12-08T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T02:09:15.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>limpei nothing to do</title><content type='html'>Aiya sian nothing to do.... -Current Song--- Ji Pa Ban- Well basically its a hokkien song.... the title when directly translated its called "A Million Dollars". Its bout dis guy singing abt wad he would do if he had 1 mil dollars....Well i dunno much bout wad hes gonna do wif it budden i have my views for it.......... here it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had 1 million dollars.... i would...&lt;br /&gt;1. go on a freaking hella fast journey on a jet plane or private chopper&lt;br /&gt;2. buy a big unit in a condo and play soccer in it, wif the process of destroying the whole building together wif the ppl living in it.&lt;br /&gt;3. get myself golden eggs.&lt;br /&gt;4. swim in cash.... lyk wad ppl do in mountains of 5 cent coins.&lt;br /&gt;5. buy myself an automobile wif high tech upgrades.&lt;br /&gt;6. buy down the whole singapore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lyk as if its gonna happen... u know its even difficult to do my first request. Pardon me for these non-lung/stomach tickling post... u know... its at night and i am thoroughly wasted after the chalet.... Wad im trying to say is dat.... my humor nerve has been pwned.... Well juz now i saw ru hua from zong yi zui ai xian.... Er xin lyk wad sia go shove her fingers in btween a celebrity's toes and den took a whiff of her fingers, and saying dat it smells nice. Not wanting to bitch bout it due to my severe fatigue, i decided to let it pass... Afterall 2day the post i making is already pwned from head to the cells in my soles. So i decided......... to end dis post here lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more thing.... no 1 missed me during my stay at the chalet T_T. How heart-breaking, ass-wrenching, stomach-squeezing, liver-crashing it is for me to see de fact dat im not being remorsefully missed T_T. *sobx sobx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113397887478604480?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113397887478604480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113397887478604480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113397887478604480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113397887478604480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/limpei-nothing-to-do.html' title='limpei nothing to do'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113392644753604340</id><published>2005-12-08T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T01:47:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything juz went fcked up since i left my comp for mere 2 days</title><content type='html'>Since i left dis comp for 2 days, it has turned more of a disaster than wad i thought it would become.... well wad could happen to ur comp if its not being "touched on" for juz 2 days.... mine turned laggy lyk mad.... oh well... dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wonders* did ne 1 miss me? Will appreciate if sum1 does n tell me in my tagboard lol... haha. Well the whole chalet was almost lyk a big calamity in disguise. Starting wif the first day, everything looks well at first..... den out of everything, i 4got to bring my things 4 my CCA since its on the day we check out of the chalet. Dats bad... i have to wait for the bloody lift to reach 11 more lvls up n 11 more lvls down .... Well.. Alvin forgot his keys at my hse(my frens gathered at my hse b4 setting off) and imagine the look on his face is his key is 12321 metres away from his hand, pocket, wadeva. Well bak to the point. After that, when we thought things couldnt be any worse... well we got it right.... we were actually asked to carry stuff... bud due to the delay in appliance to my forgetfulness, a strong guy took it for us... how sweet.... hahahax. Well we got lost at the chalet eventually and after minutes of exploring around, we found JM walking towards us... Room no. is revealed.... WOOOH no more big f*cking load to carry and AIRCON! watooooh.&lt;&lt;lame..&gt;&gt; We went there and wifin afew mins, we immediately setted off for the field to play soccer, yippee! But it turned out to be a bad thing for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At The Field-&lt;br /&gt;My friends were passing the ball around when finally i saw my very opportunity to strike the ball, but to my demise, my toenail broke immediately upon contact wif the ball... Well i bled and NOT cried.. I went bak to the chalet wif a help from my fren and cleansed my wound wif wet tissue and i immediately trimmed the affected areas wif.... MINI-CLIPS! no... not miniclip.com... but mini fingernail clipper... lolx. After much struggle wif the mini-clip, finally i finished trimming it and went out of the freaking toilet. Well guess wad, another fren of mine was gonna get himself lunch and me being a greedy ass, pleaded him to help me order food... typical S'porean.... hahax. Soon after, Lunch..., is served... Well i practically gobbled em up fast as i did not had any kaya n toast n kopi. Guess wads next... i forgot... oh i think my frens came bak and we played "Monkey" in the chalet... wif all our mindsets in aim to get the f*cking TV set off the rack on top.... nah.. jk hahax. Well it started off welll till i got totally cordoned off by the Monkey herself..... i was stuck. Yes, stuck as in being unable to do anything at all, thus i hid behind the curtain n stuffed out my head to watch the TV. Eventually she left lah.... den i regaine my freedom. And after a long while, Sponge Bob Square Pants came into view... being a fantastic fan of SBSP, i pounced on the bed, pronto. In de end we left b4 it finished and for a reason.... wich i forgot.... hahahaax. Sorry lah.... ask Alvin/JM for D-tails. hehe. Well bla bla bla n stuff well lets juz get on to the nxt day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Next Day-&lt;br /&gt;All i know i slept a lil while there, juz 2 find out dat we had to leave for soccer... again. Well dats practically our onli source of fun n its not quite bad afterall. Played afew shots, changed posts, bla bla bla so on n forth. den it was time for SWIMMING! It was crazy, but fun, yet at the same time again, inferiority overwhelmed my puny cowardly brain.... As u see.. i onli got bronze for swimming leh. Well nvm dat, but i came out wif something good to do in there. Hold ur breath. lolx. Den later on i went lyk ...." Clement, Guess wad.." *SPLASH! SPOOOLF! SPLUTTER! SPLOT!* lolx i guess u know wad it means. Den its lunch.... and further on, dinner... both at.... Food Court -.-//..... AND I FOUND OUT U DO NOT HAVE TO TAKE CHINCHOW WIF THE ICED LONGANS! WASTED 50 CENTS!!! Well... i rmbed sumtin.... i sorta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasted&lt;/span&gt; my right ankle while playing... goddammit.... Thus, the nxt day, i had no choice but to forego my CCA as i cant even freaking let anything touch my ankle or i would fly to the sky screaming FCKING KNN HELLA PAIN. And i had to forfeit soccer games later on.... sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess dats abt all for 2day.... cyazzzz... -Tell me u missed me during the 2 days.... Leave a tag- hehex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;/lame..&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113392644753604340?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113392644753604340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113392644753604340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113392644753604340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113392644753604340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/everything-juz-went-fcked-up-since-i.html' title='everything juz went fcked up since i left my comp for mere 2 days'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113369477173588136</id><published>2005-12-05T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:12:53.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well 2day is my last post till 2 days later... Dun miss me hor! *sobx sobx* Dun worry de.. i will bring bak goodies!!!!..... i try to think of themes during my time at the chalet..... dat is... if i have the time ^^.... lol. Lyk as if any1 is gonna miss me... unless maybe i go for a month den maybe, just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; sum1 will miss my crappiness&lt;if&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well wads on 2day's line of life..... lets c... my hia di is still full of crap abt Chen Guan Xi... dun believe? go see her blog few latest posts.... Well wads more... oh yea rite i tried making a WC map wif Warcraft Map Editor.... Legal product de privilege ^^ haha. Well all was going fine till i got stuck at how to change the mode from melee to TD mode... well deres basically where i cocked up. I tried playing it and guess wad.... the person hu SUPPOSED to be my ally, at the start, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINISHED &lt;/span&gt;me off... pro rite? All i know is dat i make de map nice nice liao the Mode Of Play ruined everything lah. Also found out Rakion was quite fun... xcept for the "KN*CC* U *SSHOLE BACKSTAB ME...K*NILAO*U!" and the continous, never-seem-to-stop pwning of ME, wif thanks to all the pros out there. -Current song played : Dragostea Din Tei- NUMA NUMA IEI! lol haha. Speaking of which, i even took out the time&lt;wich&gt; to master the numa numa dance at newgrounds.com. Well it didnt turn out well either... i forgot many moves... haha. OH right! its the "representative song" for Chicken Little... right?? N i think its name is quite smeared.... courtesy of a blogger... hehe go find dat out urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt in line... hmmm...... oh right i still have to bring my uniform n PT kit to the chalet too... it juz  coincidentally slided past wif my schedule table for NCC training.... [Note: SLIDED PAST not CRASHED, BANG, KABOOM, KALABASHIBOOM... or wadeva dat is.] well dats more load for me.... OHMYFU**ING GOSH! now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Star Big Award&lt;/span&gt; is on leh.... my hia di commented bout Mark Lee's complaints abt putting his name at the bak... Well lets see if his name is even able to be placed at the tail of the list... lolx. No... im not cursing him... juz a casual remark... hahax .....Oh my son of a b*tch wad dde fcking hell in a big urn of a dead man's scorched ashes! ITS DAT F*CKING DERRICK FROM DAT WADEVA WADEVA SHOW. Well know y i curse him dis much? see the below SHORT conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister: *sudden shout* aaah! jue dui superstar! Chanel Sugie Leon William!! aaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: siao.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister: *sudden SCREECH* AAAH DERRICK! *rolls the chair dat she sit on to the telephone* DERRICK LEH!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im utterly disgusted by her "gesture"... its lyk... WADS DE BIG F*CK ABT HIM! Conclusion : My sis's excitment and her way of expressing it at the cost of my ear drums. Well i got it sorted out and i countered her wif .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Bigger Screech* AAAAAAAAH!!! HUI GE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Lol. Deres nuthin rong abt him wad.... juz a tad too short... budden hu cares, as long as hes good. That is wad i call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shi Li Pai&lt;/span&gt;... along wif mark lee, jack neo.... yea. Well i shall be off to recuperate as my ear drums were severely bombastically dmged by my sister's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113369477173588136?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113369477173588136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113369477173588136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113369477173588136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113369477173588136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-2day-is-my-last-post-till-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113351270547257250</id><published>2005-12-03T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T16:38:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monsters on tv pai hang bang.</title><content type='html'>Now its time for the Monsters On Tv Pai Hang Bang! yes! it is the first full version of all scary monsters rankings in all of Singapore within my 14 yrs of life! So now lets get started and get the ball rolling! wadeva it is. Note:  I dun realli have everything in here so it might need sum updating from others... ya?&lt;br /&gt;Ranking has been assorted from the least scariest to the scariest... lvls have been given according to its "evil aura voltage"&lt;eav&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hippo &amp; Friends - Lv 10 -- singapore oldies... and i realli mean OLDIES. Well juz a typical Barney type of show.---EAV : 21&lt;br /&gt;2. Humphrey Bear - Lv 14 -- his mate's terrible singing aside, dis guy is juz a stupid muted bear. Yes... doesnt roar either.. Recommended to cultivate idiots. ---EAV : 38&lt;br /&gt;3. Sesame Street - Lv 21 -- Humongous yellow talking bird. Unidentified species... Red talking matured sounding freak... A monster hu treats almost anything as cookies n eats it up. Horrendous. ---EAV : 43&lt;br /&gt;4. Teletubbies - Lv 28 -- 4 scaryfuckfaces + 1 babyface sun. simple yet outrageous. typical "singaporean" as they speak in broken sentences. pathetic yet quite lethal if u know how to manipulate it. ---EAV : 57&lt;br /&gt;5. Tweenies - Lv 32 -- afew scary monsters... not much info bout them coz i sorta forgotten it but heres my hia di's quote for it. Hia di : some maggie mee haired monsters who speak human language and pronounces polar bears as POLLIE BEARS and lives in the retro era. got it? good. ---EAV : 66&lt;br /&gt;6. Barney - Lv 35 -- a big purple dinosaur. scared the fck outta me when it seems to be played for over 2 hrs duration when the actual thing is onli 30 mins. Well... similar to Hippo &amp;amp; Friends but wif a touch of lethalness. ---EAV : 70&lt;br /&gt;7. Un-named - Lv ?? -- Erm not much info bout this but all the memories i had abt them is that they actually ruined my appetite for lunch wif their shaking beerbellies, MI-MI-YANS and their white faces(not implying on gigolos ar..). Well its scary, dats all. ---EAV : 99?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dats all for now.. cya all next time... and if any1 has the name for the last monster please put it up in my tag. Efforts appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113351270547257250?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113351270547257250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113351270547257250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113351270547257250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113351270547257250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/monsters-on-tv-pai-hang-bang.html' title='monsters on tv pai hang bang.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113344234400491678</id><published>2005-12-02T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T21:05:44.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much... juz got inspired by my hia di the post.... she was more of lyk... far from normal now...  "Attention all residents of Singapore, due to a certain Chen Guan Xi freak, please refrain from saying his name! You have been warned!!! The sudden request for your co-operation had been hasty, but for all your safety's sake. We apologise for the inconvenience caused." There n that. I think it has been made clear that our country has been under siege due to a movie star fan, thus i urge every1 to abide the announcement and good luck to any1 who did not make it to hear this announcement. Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above stated was juz a joke.... bud do not say it infront of his "loyal Singaporean fan" or she might arm herself wif a butcher knife, pursuing u to hand over Edison Chen. Who knows... ur head could be gone the next day if ur not cautious enuff... hahax. Well check bak for more updates coming up.... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHICKEN LITTLE IS OUT!!!&lt;/span&gt; Oh and posts would not be published during the period of 5th and 6th dec. Class chalet... how could i ever bring my laggy self to actually say the heart-breaking, earth-shaking, human-terrifying and death-defying.... "No"!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahax... dat was good eh? well dats all folks. Remember... im open to all topics rated from G to O50.... not including m18 or r21 topics... simply tag my board to request for my *golden words, phrases and sentences*. hehex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113344234400491678?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113344234400491678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113344234400491678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113344234400491678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113344234400491678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113341818081192272</id><published>2005-12-02T06:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:58:10.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah finally bak from NCC training.... 2 more to go.... ^^. And i think i got sunburnt...somehow. Well i guess i will write abt the everyday life of me.....SIANX... yea u know it i know it... DEN Y DUN U FREAKING TAG SUMTIN ON MY BLOG ABT WAD TOPIC TO WRITE ABT!!! well... jk.. i will try to back myself up wif more ideas since no1 seems to be supportive of -audience request- topics.... oh well, bak to the point. To the reason y i got sunburnt i think it was caused by standin 2 long in the sun...DUH but standing in the sun guiding my fellow juniors how to fly plane..... or rather help guiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its abit 2 late to talk abt yesterday's events. Well all i can say is dat i got badly trashed in DOTA and my fren was lyk yelling at me for camping n not helping him. Actually me is becoz i everytime chiongster i cfm+guarantee no backup and wifin secs i kiao. Other than dat... i still wanna comment bout sumtin.. well i found out some of my frens' blogs sounded sad n depressed. Not gonna mention the names of the ppl as respect for them, i still have this irresisting urge to tell dis to every1. Though i cant help much wif anything, but my listening ear will always be there. I dun mind listening to ur miseries everyday if it seems to make u feel better, and i learnt from a certain sum1 dat cooping everything up in ur heart, mind, soul.... OOPS not soul.... i think until yoga there liao... =X.. well basically cooping things up in ur heart wont do u any good, neither does the situation would stay the same. I dun believe i would ever say this again but... Be Optimistic yea? Not all things are unsolvable, as long as u put ur mind to it, wif afew frens *coughs coughs*... haha yea... and the door to the answer would be opened for u. Though it may sound impossible if ur on bad terms wif ur frens, but as long as the friendship is still there, ur not being forgotten....Maybe opening ur hearts out to ur frens might seem lyk ur losing ur privacy, budden afterall they're still ur nearly 2 yr( or could be any period above 1 yrs) buddies liao, wads there to be shy or afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U might think i know nothing, well indeed i dun know nething, bud i know 1 thing.... Friends hu still keep their friendship wif u means they still cherish the friendship u have wif them even if ur on bad terms. Guess i have said my piece...... Dun be shy, worried.... even if its sum1 i don know, u can still feel free to tell me bout anything... other than a good listening ear, i still have a tight mouth and i guess i should know whether to blurt out something or not. U might wanna email to me at..... nutcase_rawks[at]hotmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;Well dats all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113341818081192272?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113341818081192272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113341818081192272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113341818081192272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113341818081192272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/12/ah-finally-bak-from-ncc-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113327745149019012</id><published>2005-11-30T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:17:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lolx so long nv update liao hor.... too busy lah... dats y.... busy wif wad?.... busy wif studies lo....NOT. Hahahahax.... i playing WCIII FT DOTA lah... ah u know ar de Night Stalker hor.. wah sibei nice leh..... AHH sorry.. hahax. Well juz bought a 512mb ram for my comp... now its running faster than it was before... wich is wad was supposed to happen. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well u see me not online partly also coz im fresh outta ideas.... any1 has a topic for me to talk abt pls head to the ticket counter pls... oops... i mean the tagboard n just tell me wad topic u wan me talk abt. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; no m16-r21 contents pls. Overaged 50 topics accepted. Haha. Well the day after 2molo another training... Anywayz, me being an idiot trying to make myself feel better, tried to look on the bright side... juz 3 more training days n its fully holidayz. But the same ole' idiotic me being idiotic(blah), thought of the bad side... STILL GOT 3 MORE TRAININGS T_T.... to put it easier, im juz a plain idiot trying to make my life worse by actually trying to make myself feel better. Oh well.... wad has to come, eventually comes... theres no way to avert it. So in conclusion, the best way to make my life better is not to tink of it... budden remember it. AIYA WTF i talking abt .. contradicting myself. AHH forget it.... guess its all for 2day.. gd nitez folks. REMEMBER TO TAG MY BOARD IF U WAN A TOPIC TO BE POSTED!!!! And also remember... every post saves a kid from Mars... SO GO N POST NOW!!! lame... hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;gaara569&lt;br /&gt;aka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113327745149019012?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113327745149019012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113327745149019012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113327745149019012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113327745149019012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/lolx-so-long-nv-update-liao-hor.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113291976940503976</id><published>2005-11-26T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T20:09:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~~~Juz A Quickie~~~&lt;br /&gt;In response to my hiadi de taggie thingy.... here r my 5 quirks n the 5 ppl i am gonna tag.&lt;br /&gt;My 5 quirks :&lt;br /&gt;1. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to scratch my head.... juz a habit..... bud not too often.&lt;br /&gt;2. I alwayz leave long nails for "self-defence"..... not against rapist but ... dunno... juz in case.&lt;br /&gt;3. I tend to forget where i put stuff coz i have STM... so dun blame me if i forgot anything.&lt;br /&gt;4. I wear almost the same clothes everytime i go out... so go out wif me very sian.&lt;br /&gt;5. I have an extraordinary power of resisting the urge to release all the stored water in my bladder for 45 minutes the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the 5 ppl im gonna tag: Ray(Zehui), JM, JieLing, Belinda and Cyndy.&lt;br /&gt;The Person Who Tagged Me : YingYing.... hia di oso tagg... kao....&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i would lyk to tell every1 that some of these ppl might be inactive n responsibility will not be taken if they happen to not tag any1 else so do not humtam me if they realli didnt do so.&lt;br /&gt;Instructions.&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:yellow;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(137, 137, 137);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Instructions of the tag:Given a topic, you are to write down your answers in your blog, and then send the same topic to 5 other people. Write down the names of these 5 people and link to them on your blog. Go visit their blogs to notify them that they are tagged. The 5 people who are tagged should, in their own blogs, write down the name and link of the person who tagged them, answer the same topic, and send it to another 5 people, etc. &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;topic:&gt;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well practically deres no 'Second'. lolx. Well i g2g.... Byez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Signing off-             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cka. Zeturtle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113291976940503976?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113291976940503976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113291976940503976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113291976940503976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113291976940503976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/juz-quickie-in-response-to-my-hiadi-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113283495982277045</id><published>2005-11-25T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:26:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Paiseh so many day nv post liao i feel abit 惭愧  leh... later no more reader come how..... hahahax..... anywayz i suay suay tio play catching wif my hiadi... dunno wad taggie game lai der larhx.... i now still choosing the 5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUAY&lt;/span&gt; ppl wich will tio kena caught by me lah.... hehehe better watch out siah.... I WILL BE LURKING AT ANY CORNER EVERYWHERE.....*lameee* hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing... 2DAY I SURVIVED THE 10 HRS OF TORTURE... in my cca de day camp... well not all torture lah.... got games.... got moviez n 1 more thing dat even if i kena brainwash by washing machine inside put white white foamy foamy de detergen oso wont forget de..... RANK PROMOTION N BADGE! wah wah wah.... hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den yesterday, yes, i thought it was de day before doomsday budden im still alive... so.. i went to play full 5 hr lan gaming wif my fren.... $10 dollar... can suffice me for 1 day at least... well i sorta quite long nv play lan liao so go lo... well the good thing is... i didnt regret paying dat money.. the bad thing is.. i regret going to the toilet in the middle(ah huh....i often have sudden stomach ache attks)....... waste money... Bak to the story, i played lyk.. onli 2 games but for 5 hrs n i actualli did not get tired of it. Wad r the games? wcIII n cs source.... the highlights of my trip to WCG post..... check bak at the previous post for more details. Anywayz we went for dinner at KFC nearby n we went... NO not home but to Daryl's hse.. hehe. At thr sabo his Sim City 2... strike natural disaster everywhere. Haha... some might wanna ask WHEN DIS FCKER WILL EVER GO HOME... yes well dats the next part.... home. Thats All. But i was glad i didnt see anything funny in White Sands lyk the blue red magician... hahax. Budden an ice rink &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIRACULOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; appeared in the middle of the shopping centre.. at that time i felt lyk flinging a ball of fire into the rink melting the ice n every1 would slide all the way down or even crashlanding.. lolx.. dats all for now... g2g bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;br /&gt;cka. Zeturtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113283495982277045?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113283495982277045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113283495982277045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113283495982277045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113283495982277045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/paiseh-so-many-day-nv-post-liao-i-feel_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113240860510043113</id><published>2005-11-20T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:57:30.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Well i have had my wish... went to WCG 2005 2day. Once in, frozen to death. Its lyk so cold yet when many ppl r there, my fren told me extra windpower for cooling the monitors. Newayz, when we went in, DOA Finals was on. Well it didnt last long, abt 10 minutes or so. Anywayz, thinking that watching the big screen wich was not showing anything in particular was a waste of time, we went on to the right, anticipating a good game to be played... guess wad, Halo 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, near 5 minutes, we noticed 1 BIG CROWD. I thought gang lai liao.... but no, look again, got camera got camera stand got THE ACTUAL GUY HU WON THE DOA FINALS HIMSELF. Well it was just a matter of seconds but when he brushed thru me, wahhhhhh... lyk got magic power liddat sia.... suddenly feel very lucky leh. Den, we went on, seeing blank comps and some comps wif no 1 manning it yet the screen is on. Cars. Many screens were cars. Well nothing special so we went on to see the CS gamers. Thinking i would need a super slim body to slip in, i heaved a sigh, not of relief but, of disappointment... well we moved on nearer n nearer to the CS gaming spot as ppl start to get annoyed or gotten sien and went off. Eventually, i got a good spot, happily landed my elbow on the barrier and watched the whole thing. Being taken in by the game, i actually found out i spent the whole fcking half hr or so seeing sum1 else play instead of doin it hands on. Anywayz eventually my frens bcame sian, suggested 2 see other stuff. I sorta happily agreed(coz standing there was a chore... NOTE Chore.. not Whore.. hehex) and we went left again.... Well after spinning round n round we found 1 gamer, playing wif cars..... At the thought dat my fren Alvin is a car fanatic, i couldnt help it but bitchly whine at abt how he would lose out to the guy playing there. And eventually he replied wif : Of course la, or else y he can represent country..(well smthing liddat)... Stumped by the fact dat i left dat info out when i whined... i kept quiet. You Win. Soon after, a guy went to him, he happily fcking blasted out of the poor chair. Guess wad, he won. And he was happily hugging n shaking every1 in there..... near the barrier. Seconds later, it sparked off a conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: oi, soon will b ur turn liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: (walks away) he dare i (forgot, but sumtin bad) kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i know, short conver. Coz i forgot most of it, too bad, lesser fun for u guys. When we got sian, we went on to the WC section... Well u can say dat we chanced upon it... was a great battle... considering how many "OHHHHH"s and "HAHA"s were booming thru my ear drums.. Got sian? me too. Changed to watching CS, forget abt the final match(score was 1 : 1 when we left). CS was abit more enjoyable, coz got chair sit..... After wich when it finished, we went out of the hall. AND ALMOST EVERY SECOND I FELT LYK USING A WOODEN MALLET TO WHACK MY FREN HEAD. Well too long to talk bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on at White Sands........... Nothing much here... but sumtin pissed me .... REAL BADLY. Theres this ALL BLUE magician looking guy there. fuck him. Well, i onli lyked him for his arabian style magician top hat... cute feathers... hahax. Anywayz i went to buy a drink from Mac and came out and guess wad, to my surprise(realli was a surprise) another fcking magician came out, ALL RED. Really... fuck him too. Anywayz he said sumtin.... wich i forgot but i changed de verses sumhow.... sad to say, i forgotten it too. Well he gave me the wooden mallet impression too. lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian 2ml still have go sch..... well schooling indeed doest end at every holidays... and i think any1 reading this would agree wif me totally, confirm + guarantee + receipt + sompah + stampchopchop + warranty REALLY WILL AGREE... Long enuf... my very first long post in such a long time... hahahax it rhymes.. doesnt it. G2G cya all peeps... stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;br /&gt;cka. ZeTurtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113240860510043113?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113240860510043113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113240860510043113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113240860510043113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113240860510043113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113224931770198942</id><published>2005-11-18T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:41:57.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah.... many things did happen....</title><content type='html'>OMFG..... i thought i wouldnt regret much if i didnt went to look-see look-see at the WCG 2005.. BUT, sad to say i actually regretted it....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY MUCH&lt;/span&gt;... its sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often have a habit of deleting every msg on my hp..to save space, n this time... i overdid it. I was scheduled to play Bball(i know, im a bad player, but coopin myself up at home everyday is bad... right?) wif my frens near my hse de area dere.... my fren smsed me the time n date... Well, nothing special yet right? Anywayz.... den i think dat time i oso msged my fren abt class chalet thingy... after wich i happy happy go to my text msges n pressed options and reached my finger for the "Delete All" button. POOF. there it goes.. all gone.... its by right on 18th of Nov... wich is... sorta.... 2day... but anywayz... i wonder wad shud i do.... well.... guess i shall hv to leave it to 2ml ... hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i just went to visit some of my fren's blogs... sum sad moments there... well I wish em good luck. TV oso nothing nice to watch, games play dao sian, i realli dunno wad i should do now..... im sure every1 ever felt at a loss abt wad to do next or even for the following week or month. Well at least some do.... Those working lyk oxes( yes, im talking bout U) confirm do not have these kinda frustrations.... coz all they do is slp, eat and work. Well i guess that would be the perfect life for me after..... 7-8 more yrs.... yes, still a long way ahead. All in all, i will try to make  posts whenever i think i have the inspiration to...(well, i need inspiration to make such good posts wad... wahhahax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;br /&gt;cka(Currently Known As). Ze Turtle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113224931770198942?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113224931770198942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113224931770198942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113224931770198942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113224931770198942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/wah-many-things-did-happen.html' title='wah.... many things did happen....'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113203035176369112</id><published>2005-11-16T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:52:31.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah sian</title><content type='html'>Well i am sorry for not posting for so long...coz i was still grieving over my PS2....NOT. lolx... well my fren fixed it up for me... hahax. Anywayz glad dat was over... but i have to be at sch at the 20th,22nd of Nov...1st,7th n 14th of Dec....sian diao.... not much peace even during the hols lol. Guess school life doesnt ever end, do dey...? But then again, i thought that there were no entertainment events but in fact they popped out eventually... 5/6/7th of Dec n sumwhere in Dec i have chalet visits! Wheeeeeee ii sh0 lookiin 4wardd tuu iit wOrhx... lolx hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chalet, money have to be included.... yes Cold Hard Cash... $$$$.... well i heard it costs $15 dollars for stay, i was wondering if food was included.... and my fren cleverly asked for women to be included too.... but to his disappointment. Wahahahax. Well y did he even want women to be included when he already got his loved 1...********.... haha NO i will not expose hus name but JM n Xutat should know, thus those from my sch feel free to hunt them down wif a spear or even a shotgun... well i was just kidding... but i doubt they would tell.... wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deaths occuring after this very post shall not be accounted for by this blogger. Thank you for ur co-operation and continue visiting this blog. Thank You once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off- &lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113203035176369112?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113203035176369112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113203035176369112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113203035176369112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113203035176369112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/wah-sian.html' title='wah sian'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113180254007028002</id><published>2005-11-13T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:03:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow!</title><content type='html'>WOW!!! thanks a TON to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berii beriii kewt darliink&lt;/span&gt; cousin, my beloved $400 odd worthed of PS2 products have all went to the scrapyard. I wasnt in the know of HOW THE HELL he actually manipulates my PS2, thus causing it to show no screen on the tv except for the sounds.... $400 odd.... gone juz lyk dat.. At first i was thinkin that it was the cd dat was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;overscratched&lt;/span&gt; by him dat was the thing dat spoilt. But after trying afew cds, i found out dat my beloved one has long gone into mechanical cemetery T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well before i started on this post, i saw the newest Guo Mei Mei music cd. At first i was pissed at the no. of times it was being displayed on the tv, just enuff to kill me. Initially she sang abt something dat she is not afraid of WOLFS literally( although the lyrics meant cockroach n the tv showed a cockroach). It went lyk dis : Wo bu pa bu pa lang(wolf). Actually lang can mean 2 animals in chinese. 1 is a cockroach while the other, a wolf.But for humor's sake, i misinterprete the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; to be a wolf. Man, even a guy hu just lost his job needs consolation yea? Not needing to mention bout a 14 yr old blogger hu have just lost 30% of his livelihood(meaning the PS2). Well, i shall stop here n now... ciao [[ the edited part : the lyrics she sang was actually :" wo bu pa bu pa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LA&lt;/span&gt;" paiseh my mistake.]]&lt;edited style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/edited&gt;&lt;edited&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;/edited&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113180254007028002?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113180254007028002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113180254007028002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113180254007028002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113180254007028002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow.html' title='wow!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113177519542394732</id><published>2005-11-13T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T14:01:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bak from competition..</title><content type='html'>Well, just came bak from the aeromodelling competition.... and guess wad..... I WON!.... a medal for participation -.-". That time everything went gonecase for me n my teammate. The line which my teammate claimed to have no tension even if he moved back seemed to be the source of our failure. Too bad we were given a plane wif bad strings lol. Well my opinion is : What is gone, is long gone... dun worry bout it, theres still next yr hahax. Anywayz free lunch was available and we can get a CCA point for dis competition! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually god has already given ample clues on hinting me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;to go to the competition... in the morning at about 5.45 am..( yes i onli slept abt 3 hrs ) a sudden rain poured straight down outside my window. But the appalling fact was that we still had to go despite the huge rain which eventually died down. Anywayz bak to the point, as we all know, rain is always accompanied by lightning n thunder right? When i was eating, 2 thunder strikes were booming into my ear drums. Soon after, i went to the toilet to do my business and bathe. In the process of it, another 4 thunder strikes were heard, each louder than the previous 1. I pity my ear drums, they could've exploded if not for i covered my ears. Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OBVIOUS&lt;/span&gt; aint it? god is lyk saying :" U BETTER NOT FREAKING GO OUT OR I WILL STRIKE U U BASTARD". lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, i just signed in to my msn and guess wad... E-M-P-T-Y. All i could see were red msn icons sitting down there looking at me while i looked bak at it and it carries on till i stop myself from the attractive figure of the msn mascot hahahax. Every1 must have visited the 阎罗王(King Of Hades in chi) and he must have treated them to ultra spicy cola lolllipop dipped in curry and cooked over a furious flame from hell. Hmm come to think of it, that might have explained their msn icons turning from green to red.... hella nice man. Well hope they're bak soon so i can tell them abt my glorious defeat in the competition... hahx. Well guess i stop here... cyaz every1.. or even any1 if there is actually 1.. hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113177519542394732?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113177519542394732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113177519542394732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113177519542394732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113177519542394732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/bak-from-competition.html' title='bak from competition..'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113173314301500569</id><published>2005-11-12T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:19:03.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the post i made wif my last breathe</title><content type='html'>ok i have just had a haircut, n u cant imagine the amount of hair i lost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching bruce lee now show now..... well just now i found out the potential diff between martial arts movies from the 60s and martial art movies now..... martial arts of the 60s: the hero always wins in the end and it seems so easy to win.... for example, bruce lee pwned dat american, curly-haired, oh-so-macho guy within &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; while martial art movies now have a whole load of crap when they fite.... i siam u siam i siam u siam... dats right... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;neverending&lt;/span&gt; duh... well lee has just pwned the jap old man by a thrust kick aiming straight for his throat... well what do u expect from oldie bruce lee shows....? and i found out 1 retro martial artist hu literally inherited lee's genes... introducing..... TONY JAH(not sure if the spelling is right...) and his new movie.... TOM YUM GOONG! Anywayz when i just got to dis part when saying the movie's name, i feel dis irresistible urge to actually laugh my ass off.... makes me think of : Tom kam gong....(meaning Tom is very blur lyk a sotong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topic.... well lets say dat dis idea sparked off thru a lil conversation wif my xiong di.. yep... shes in my linkie...go look her up lolx..(help u do advertisement sia) Anywayz i was reading a blog by fannyowemoney.. hilarious blogger... well she said she saw him ocassionally at MarryBrowns... the onli 1 store in the whole of Singapore! Enuf of ads, get bak to the story.. well i was quite well impressed by the way he types... n since she saw him sometimes whenever she walked home, i thought of this suggestion to actually walk home wif her to see dat blogger. Well i added on dat i would also give free protection from molesters of any sort.. but she rejected it and said tt she should be the one protecting me. Well it den starts off my next topic here.... i was thinking that female molesters are more in no.s now and i have this ongoing thought that all the male molesters got well overwhelmed by them n committed suicide. Anywayz another idea came out of the blue... : most prolly those molesters were gals hu were traumatized by the fact that jay chou has a  fei wen nu you (meaning a rumour girlfren) and prolly dedicated their lives to molesting every guy alive as a punishment for.... Jay Chou..?(no offence here, Jay fans pls dun come n humtam me...) Well... i sorta talked to her abt the haunts of the molesters.. in wich the answer i gave was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;. hahax. Welll guess dats all for 2day... g2g... pl dun grumble too much abt me not posting.... losing sleep liao leh... hahahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113173314301500569?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113173314301500569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113173314301500569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113173314301500569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113173314301500569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/post-i-made-wif-my-last-breathe.html' title='the post i made wif my last breathe'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113168344559613597</id><published>2005-11-12T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:32:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haizzz ytd found out i was selected for the aeromodelling contest ..... to think i have come so far, since the first time i fly a plane... and crashed it too.... whether or not it is already a fact and i have no way to change it but face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually do not wanna go, due to boredom... during this holidays i dun think i would be going anywhere but to sch for CCA.... chalet cancelled, movie cancelled... maybe heaven wans me to stay at home afterall... maybe during these 2 months its dangerous for me....well lets just say i already accepted my fate.... staying at home aint too bad afterall.... robber wont rob me... terrorist wont bomb me, car wont knock me down but my sister would eventually kill me..... hahax ....soon enuff, i have to cut my hair AGAIN....hope it wont come out bad lyk the last time.... well nuff bout the bad past and look into the future. Lets just say dat i hope dat luck would be wif me n nothing bad happenes on dat contest 2ml and any of the training days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113168344559613597?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113168344559613597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113168344559613597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113168344559613597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113168344559613597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/haizzz-ytd-found-out-i-was-selected.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113164366594351829</id><published>2005-11-11T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:32:54.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bak by popular demand.... at 1.13 am... lolx.. well wad shuddai say... anywayz 2day juz turned from a nobody in a game turn to sum1 great grand tai tai gong gong to sum1s uncle.. anywayz.... wad should i say.... well guess wad.. i got bak to the main point! lame yea i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets talk bout food ba.... since its my fav.... confirm whet ur appetites. lets start wif hai nan chicken rice!.... hmm usually i would lyk it wif soy sauce n chilli.... when u bite into it, and if lucky enuf, the not-so-oily juice sorta squirtz out..... and it is lyk all tender and ready to go...into ur stomache.... + the rice... aromatic... wif such perfect spice-ing skills, hu would possibly fight bak!... u can actually feel it in ur mouth..... the motion of the chicken.... mixed in wif spices used to cook the rice.... sensational...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next dish.... char kuey tiao...hmmm difficult but still cant defeat me yet...! well well lets see..... though oily, it emits the freshness of seafood(if got "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hum&lt;/span&gt;" inside..) when u eat the taogey together wif the noodles..... wah shiok shiok... the half-crunchy taste of the taogey, mixed in wif the mouthwatering texture of the noodle.... plus! if theres &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hum&lt;/span&gt; inside... the hum would look cooked..... to an extent where its yellowish-orange... but when u eat it, it feels fresh... and gives the feeling of raw seafood.... juz the fresh smell of the sea.....hu could actually say no to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well onto the last dish.... fried carrot cake! eitehr it looks whitish-brown or black.... but either or, both taste equally heavenly....juz imagine... the soft tender carrot cake sinking right thru ur teeth, though hot but simply delicious... and the egg wich accompanies it.... although it loooks normal, but when eaten 2gether wif the carrot cake, its lyk.... kaya n bread~!==meant for each other== anywayz thinking of it makes me drool lyk crazy... especially at nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 note to remember, never have any of these for supper or i would not be responsible for the aftereffects tt would be quite undesirable.... cyazzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113164366594351829?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113164366594351829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113164366594351829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113164366594351829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113164366594351829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/bak-by-popular-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113151162332072932</id><published>2005-11-09T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:47:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbreviations</title><content type='html'>Hi one and all, all and one, one in all, all in one, 3 in 1 and... ok enuff lolx. Well i found out which topic to talk abt 2dayz... Abbreviations xD. Sometimes, abbreviations DO kill the cat other than curiousity u know? Anywayz i got this idea by speaking to the guy hu has the same name as mi in msn. Well, lets get to the point. What did i mean by abbreviations can kill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no1 have noticed, abbreviations are alwayz used in our daily conversations everday! and i do mean EVERYDAY. common ones such as "lol" is commonly deciphered as Laughing Out Loud. More complicated ones could mean many things, although i couldnt get any examples. Names of places can also be named wif abbreviations. Places such as Century Square, Jurong Point can be named as CS or JP for short relatively. Thru a different point of view, CS can mean the worldwide LAN game Counter-Strike and JP, JackPot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more abbreviation group used most commonly by all bengs lians and infact any rude person when they r angry, vulgarities. Yep u guessed it, all the KNNBs and all the CCBs. KNNB is commonly referred as KaNiNaBu/Bei and CCB is "Singapore-Wide" known as ChaoCheeBye(not sure abt the spelling tho) But have any1 thought of it thru another way? KNNB could mean KillingNewNooBs and ppl would start saying : IM KNNB!!! DUN TALK TO ME!!! lolx. And not leaving out CCB, heres one which i thought out.... Crispy Creamed Beef... sounds delicious... so when u go order food u say: "I wan a set of CCB pls ty", i cant stop thinking  wad would happen to u if the person was a golden haired, dragon-tattooed and nose-pierced person(no offence purposely made to any1) Really, i cant stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, abbreviations DO kill.......afterall...hahax....dont'cha think? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt; maybe when ur as imaginative as me.. yea? hahahahax........ well this should be enuf for 2day to set u guys thinking and partly coz FOOD IS BAK! well so as my dad. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113151162332072932?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113151162332072932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113151162332072932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113151162332072932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113151162332072932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/abbreviations.html' title='Abbreviations'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113143093752381069</id><published>2005-11-09T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:32:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah finally its done</title><content type='html'>Ahhh the refreshing air..... how come smell lyk fart ar..... haha jk... anywayz just finish my blogskin.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;. lol. thankx to JM for the details.... and practically the creator of the blogskin for such a kewt blogskin, lolz. Well, i dun realli know wad to say lol.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah anywayz 2day juz had chwee kueh for breakfast..... im feeling guilty for neglecting the half-gone cheese cake in my fridge =C Finished 1 half of it ytd.... ya la i know i fat liao still wan eat.... hahax. But wad to do? hungry ma... homosapiens of this era have been tweaked to find food when they feel hungry, unless they r on a diet. By right, humans when they r created, ALREADY know how to look for food when their stomach starts growling. Hmm i wonder wads the next evolution from us homosapiens... homosexuals most prolly. In fact, it has already been out, yet not every1 in this world have been 'evolved' yet. Anywaaayz.... ytd too dark so pardon me for my typos and wadeva errors dats in there. Feel free to use the tagboard to critisize bout it, or give ur comments or aid to guide me to becoming a good blogger..... juz went to the toilet..... lolz didnt know i could produce so much chocolate... WAHHAAHX lol. Dotzzz anywayz if sum1 called 'ZeTurtle" replies to ur tag in my board, its me la lolx. Wah so fast 2pm+ le.... stay tuned to wad topic i have to say next! 2ml... hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113143093752381069?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113143093752381069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113143093752381069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113143093752381069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113143093752381069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/wah-finally-its-done.html' title='wah finally its done'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-113138756837518251</id><published>2005-11-08T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:33:25.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resurrection after 5 months</title><content type='html'>Sibei long nv come here talk cok liao leh...... too busy playing la, dats y. Recently in a foul mood sia....bully by frens.... dats where the "why the impression u give ur fren is important" comes in practically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine u were to use a pai kia pai kia tone to talk to new frens, they might fear u, they might lyk u, be it they feel protected(p.s. protected by bengs and summore noneed pay money) or they might feel insecurity being wif u at the risk of being beaten up when they say the totally rong stuff. Alternately, when u speak in a gentler and more friendly tone, they either take advantage of dat point, or u 2 could be the best of frens. In my example, i think i am too friendly in my speaking tone to de extend dat they take de advantage of it, thinking that im an easy target. They actually pulled a prank on me la, but totally out of pure fun, i knew they r, but sum things are not 2 be used wif "forgive n forget" concept. Maybe they might see this, maybe they might not. But i would lyk to take dis very chance to make it clear dat dont take advantage of me when im being friendly to u. Its not dat i wanna declare a war liddat but i feel dat theres a need to.(if u all feel deres a repetition in this para, pls forgive me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnyWAYZ, bak to the story. Well its just not 1 prank, but 2 la(note: 2 grps did 2 diff pranks each). Well its wad u get from being too friendly i guess, yet i am not the hostile type. So wad do i do? Well i didnt want to use it but due to forced circumstances i used the forgive n forget concept. Thank godz it worked out fine now but i think i need to exercise sum caution in ppl. Maybe i have lived life too long in my own fairytale land, thinking that all ppl are not fcking bastards hu give u attitude or do harm to u but instead are ppl hu treat u SUPER good, gives u wadeva u want. Well i would lyk 2 say dis to myself and many other selves hu are similar to me: WAKE UP U BLOODY BASTARD, UR IN THE REAL N MATERIALISTIC(dun realli know if theres dis word but nvm-.-) WORLD, NO MORE FAIRY TALES DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt thing.... how to treat ur friends... i know dis is a spastic post as most of u know how to treat ur friends well. Dun think that everything is for granted, bully ur fren, thinking ur alwayz on the right path of the world, doing the right things... Duh every1 does think lyk dat... but have we ever thought abt how dat inflicts harm to ppl around our surroundings? anywayz i personally think that i have gone abit too overboard in treating my friends. Although i do recognise my faults, but as most humans do, i lyk to protect my innnocence at the risk of my friendship. Well, ups n downs doesnt onli apply to couples but friends too. Occasional ups n downs are normal, but when not taken care of properly, they turn rotten lyk an apple left on a table for 10 days. Ok enuf of disgusting stuff, but they do turn rotten, although this haven happened t me b4. Many things have yet surfaced in my friendship wif my class/schoolmates. What can i say? i have wonderful frens. well i juz realized dat.... realli...on november 08 tuesday 2.15 am. lolz . Okay lets make this short, im feeling kinda sleepy. Okayhh i think i made a terrible mistake, i keep changing the main point of my post. well anywayz lets go bak to the point. When things turn rotten btween u n ur frens, its all up to the trust n the REAL friendship u have in each other. seriously. Well its up to u all to find out wad im realli talking abt ba.... coz i realli dun know sum things dat i typed out... too late to make a legible post. Hahz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. if any thing i said have actually taken place in ur position, its pure coincidence and i will not be solely responsible for it. Afterall, u chose the path of reading my post... yea?...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara Of The DesertII&lt;br /&gt;aka. gaara569&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-113138756837518251?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/113138756837518251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=113138756837518251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113138756837518251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/113138756837518251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/11/resurrection-after-5-months.html' title='resurrection after 5 months'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111890350995379262</id><published>2005-06-17T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T14:36:04.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post in such a long time... bo liao mah..</title><content type='html'>aiya... sian.... i very long nv post le... coz of exam la... after exam i too happy.. forget everything everyday go home den play play play until forgot le... den 2day i got well-pissed-off by mapleSEA.... MAN I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A TRIP BAK COSTING ME 10K MAN!!! great all i had to blame is my pure bad luck n my room wich is full of bad karma... haha well its all gonna end when i get myself a fengshui master.... provided tt he is up to standard la... not up to standard go home slp la.... well... i just got my mood bery badly affected... when i just turned on the tv... it showed : Humphrey Bear.... dat was really a lame show... lame song... lame evrything...it totally wrecked my day literally.... its just a stupid bear wif a stupid human being wich is a disgrace to mankind to talk to a BEAR.. well its not a crime ... BUT A BEAR WIF CLOTHES N IS CALLED A HUMJI BEAR... dats wad i think is sumtin rong in the brain.. the cells are better off be dead rather than thinking abt wat to talk to a bear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now feeling even worser... Fimbles... even lamer....lamer than anything n practically everything except carebears.. they won the lamer award.... the world most lamiest(not sure if this is a word at all... any ole' how made up de la) show wif bears(again) n even more spastic animals who show ppl their full belly.... not being disgusting here but.. belly showing very bad idea..... unless they Cai Shen Ye(God of Fortune) or wad.... dat is totally understandable... well.. nvm... sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian... k enuf lol.... i hve a prediction.. HUMANS R NEAR TO EXTINCTION!!! so many diseases of course kiao.... summore got earthquake n &lt;em&gt;hai siao&lt;/em&gt;(tsunami) it... the tsunami indeed is &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt;(crazy) tho.... 1 wave not enuf.... so many wave come for wad.... here dun have top quality coffee leh... come for wad!!! kill so many ppl... so i guess hell is full n so is heaven... wich suddenly raises up a question in my brain.... wad if heaven n hell is full... i have no idea.... most probably is go third dimension or smth.... anywayz around my hse now got alot of funerals... giving me the human extinction idea..... n soon the world would be left wif the first 2 ppl on earth again.. wich i forgotten their names... nvm... this seems lyk my longest post lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well suddenly i remembered sumtin... HumJi Bear... just now theres this part where the idiotic person n the bear sang a song... wich doesnt makes ne sense at all...&lt;br /&gt;heres how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sailor went to sea sea sea&lt;br /&gt;To see what he could see see&lt;br /&gt;And all that he could see see see&lt;br /&gt;Was the bottom of the deep blue sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. this is totally senseless... well maybe the first 3 lines r normal... budden the last line... HOW CAN HE SEE THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA!! maybe they have telescopic eyes or smth.. well.. actually wad u can see when u go to sea..... theres quite alot.. the blue sky(or a dark 1 if ur "lucky" enuf)... birds.... most probably seagulls...erm if in some specific seas... maybe dolphins.... or even whales..... yep... everything but the bottom of the sea.... unless u have onli just left the dock... n ur still in shallow waters... dat i have nothing to say abt it.... bud this is totally ridiculous... this is not all...the second phase of the song(or so i call it) the "sea" changed to knee or smth.... somthing more ridiculous i guess...how can a well the bear n the person were touching their knees so its most probably their knees... impossible ppl man.... IMPOSSIBLE... imagine the last sentence..... "&lt;em&gt;Was the bottome of the deep blue knee knee"&lt;/em&gt; ok... well... first they had telescopic eyes... now they have blue knees n see-through eyes... Bottom of the knee... well quite amazing actually.... well... the patch is done already.... so time for me to play... so long.... ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off: Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;~shinobi of the sand~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111890350995379262?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111890350995379262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111890350995379262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111890350995379262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111890350995379262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-post-in-such-long-time-bo-liao.html' title='first post in such a long time... bo liao mah..'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111451441841012571</id><published>2005-04-27T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:21:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nv...gonna....give...UP!!</title><content type='html'>hello.... ive been pondering... i think i can onli make it a point 2 do 1 entry every 1..... or 2 if possible.... i cant rmb dats all... mid yr exams coming... haiz... btw ... my title.. it means 2days NAPFA run... 2.4km.. i did it in 13.48!! 13.48 MAN!! woo first time i pass...wif such good results... for me at least..n at the last stretch of the last lap... i was gonna drop dead ne minute.. but den i told myself im not gonna give up... n i did it... ppl out there.... u all should do it 2...as my fren says.. the earth is round.. everything is possible... for example miracles... well i gotta go.... Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off- Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;-shinobi of the sand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111451441841012571?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111451441841012571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111451441841012571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111451441841012571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111451441841012571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/04/nvgonnagiveup.html' title='nv...gonna....give...UP!!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111399872042139751</id><published>2005-04-20T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:05:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah so long nv write liao</title><content type='html'>wahhhhhh.... 8 days nv post liaox..... haix dese few days busy doing hw.... serious.... haix NAPFA very cham, geog test i still dunno.... haix very de stressful sia... den maths file must 2molo pass up.. den so many corrections i still haven finish... den summore 2molo got sci test.... can die 1 leh...... den i oso must chiong my dnt workpiece.. art i bo chap already.. dun even understand wad the teacher talking abt... so chim ... hope i do well in the mid year..... haizzzzz i alwayz tell myself... life is liddat 1... dun bear a grudge against it or it would become worser... enjoy life 2 the fullest while u still can.... later at night b4 i off my comp i will post another one... 2 make up for the 8 day delay.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off- Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;-shinobi of the sand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111399872042139751?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111399872042139751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111399872042139751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111399872042139751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111399872042139751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/04/wah-so-long-nv-write-liao.html' title='wah so long nv write liao'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111330102320292102</id><published>2005-04-13T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:18:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz SHOO BZ arh</title><content type='html'>haizzz nowadays so bz.... especially THIS week.... 2molo have dnt test geog test n thursday HMT n NAPFA.... aaargh!!!! so cham.... ne wayz if i manage 2 survive thru all of these provided dat my scores have "flying colours" i really have 2 thank god lerx.... haiz wad 2 do... sec 2 streaming liao.... sure very cham 1.... next time sec 4 i think even worse liao... haiz... its bad 2 grow up.... lolx hahaha ne wayz lets face it... u cant force urself not 2 grow in this realistic world can u.... ne wayz i got loads of revising 2 do... i shall end this blog now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off- Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;-shinobi of the sand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111330102320292102?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111330102320292102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111330102320292102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111330102320292102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111330102320292102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/04/haiz-shoo-bz-arh.html' title='haiz SHOO BZ arh'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111297348811299736</id><published>2005-04-09T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:18:08.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously.. i dunno wad title 2 put</title><content type='html'>ok 2day have been a nice day... cept dat i forgot 2 bring bak my acknowledgement form for exam time tables... sumtimes its nice 2 play sum line-flying after a stressful day at sch... wad a nice plan 2 set aeromodelling course 2day... hahahax although i didnt fly 2 well but it was fun.. can unwind.... aiya... ne wayz 2day has been quite a fine day.... 2molo still have 2 go for thumps up programme tho...  Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off- Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;-shinobi of the sand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111297348811299736?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111297348811299736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111297348811299736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111297348811299736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111297348811299736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/04/seriously-i-dunno-wad-title-2-put.html' title='seriously.. i dunno wad title 2 put'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111287773699014276</id><published>2005-04-07T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:45:05.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooooooo sianz</title><content type='html'>paiseh torlong.. 5 day nv write blog liao... 2day is sian day ... sian day the sian.. sian day the day... aiya lame lah... hmm 2day hmt act out the wadeva cultural thingy..... ne wayz act until so nice cher say others better... &lt;a href="mailto:$#^@^#^$"&gt;$#^@^#^$&lt;/a&gt;! ne wayz we gave our best.... haiz maths i must be able 2 get the hang of it in 3 days!!! ONLY!!! aargh!! wad pain.. wad frustration.. wad a sian day 2day is... oh well i might as well end it early 2day hehez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off- Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;-shinobi of the sand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111287773699014276?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111287773699014276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111287773699014276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111287773699014276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111287773699014276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/04/soooooooooo-sianz.html' title='soooooooooo sianz'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111245972116614448</id><published>2005-04-02T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T00:36:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUST RESIST... aiya cannot liao la!!!!</title><content type='html'>haix... just came out from my fifth visit 2 the toilet.. so pain the stomach... lyk as if i ate laxatives.... my stomach acts up every 5 minutes... den fri ncc training 4 ppl ganna caught smoking... haiz smoking really smears ur future....must not get into gang fights... well just had a small arguement wif a fren ... summore its quite late...or not..hehex ok i end it short here 2day.. sayonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off- Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;-shinobi of the sand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111245972116614448?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111245972116614448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111245972116614448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111245972116614448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111245972116614448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/04/must-resist-aiya-cannot-liao-la.html' title='MUST RESIST... aiya cannot liao la!!!!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111226959501591472</id><published>2005-04-01T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T19:49:12.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abit sian...zzz</title><content type='html'>2day is very sianz... wads more is that i have 2 do literature hw.... summary of chaps up 2 chap 12....oh well gotta start early.. so i write this now... haix 2day very cham, secondary 2d(my class) n secondary 2a had a football match.. it was not so fun... i went in at abt half-time blocked afew balls n a ball flew in b4 i could get 2 it... abit unfair... the enemy was gaining the upper hand wif more ppl on their side...oh well, it was a good game... till it was abruptly stopped by a teacher, ending the game wif 3-1... all good things would come 2 an end.. regarding that the soccer match was quite a nice game... den the teacher had 2 hold a nobelty race(ne how spell 1) thingy... had 2 stop the game... den the homework seems 2 pile n pile n pile up lyk pyramaid... haix sumtimes i feel so depressed dat i wish i could really get hold of one of those fire starters n burn up all the homework... ok time 2 end this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by : Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111226959501591472?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111226959501591472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111226959501591472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111226959501591472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111226959501591472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/03/abit-sianzzz.html' title='abit sian...zzz'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11799068.post-111219347107688724</id><published>2005-03-31T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T22:37:51.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new me....blogged 4 the 3rd time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello there.. ne 1 looking at this... this is my third time writing a blog... the first 1 was wad i regretted abandoning... ok wad i simply wanna convey is dat i feel that a blog 2 me.. lets me let out all my feelings... n i truely know i need dat... ye..i often when young cry when i really wanna let it all out.. i believe most ppl do.. but as i grow out of it... i learn 2 suppress my tears... which was quite the biggest mistake in my life... tears r not ment 2 be suppressed but 2 b let out... maybe sum ppl suppress it coz they didnt do it... as in they didnt wanna suppress it n wanna set it free, let all the tears out let all the feelings and all of wadeva stuff out... crying is a good way 2 express feelings... others might resort 2 drawing, expressing anger, hatred, sadness, lonliness and wadeva they wanna convey in the drawing. i know i might b typing crap now but i know this is a fact and it will remain a fact even if i try 2 change it no matter wad.. guys dont usually cry so i make use of this blog 2 cry... as in i do the crying in my blog. &lt;strong&gt;CRY?! IN THIS BLOG??? IS HE FROM THE IMH OR SUMTIN??? &lt;/strong&gt;i know sum of u might be thinking lyk this... but maybe u dun understand thats all... 2 chim or smth... haha i talk crap dats all.... through these painful yet happy childhood years... i learnt many things ... friendship, betrayal(not my frens), troublesome relationships... yet many many more... some of wich i would elaborate in the long talks wich i might engage with my blog... well times up... have 2 go now.... time 2 rest my hands my feelings n my brains... n lastly my tears in this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                 written by : Gaara569&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                            signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11799068-111219347107688724?l=relivin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/111219347107688724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11799068&amp;postID=111219347107688724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111219347107688724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11799068/posts/default/111219347107688724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relivin-it.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-meblogged-4-3rd-time.html' title='the new me....blogged 4 the 3rd time...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351514229755400715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hiGlAlxRcuQ/R54wnffguXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uwh7U8tyrkw/S220/white+husky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
