<?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-1365375098255223278</id><updated>2011-10-02T02:29:03.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got SOMETHING to say</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-1461002318692588225</id><published>2011-01-04T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:48:55.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Erm... hi everybody? Blogging through phone now... alien to me. B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its a new year and second day of school.  Well, still a new start I suppose? &lt;br /&gt;My new class is... highly competitive. Surprising, I preferred my previous class (for once)&lt;br /&gt; I missed the din they created, I miss the way our class was tell best, I miss everything good memory. Lots of teacher assure us that we will be the best class in terms of academic or team spirit? Hey dudes, dun get offended! they may be just words of motivation! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Bio and Physic teacher remains unknown.. I certainly dun look forward if my physic teacher is ________&lt;br /&gt;Ms Mok may be teaching. I don't know. Just hope they band (assuming I'm in band 1) &gt;&lt; and there's a possibility that Mr. Timothy Ng may be my Bio teacher. YAY :) I CERTAINLY LOOK FORWARD TO THAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is approaching = more practice sessions. Mon, tue and thur. My parents were sort of unhappy knowing the instrument I am playing, to make matters worst, I got to study especially in a class like mine &lt;br /&gt;Man... I will die out of stress man.. I'm already so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is coming.. I suppose it gonna be the day I dislike most? I only enjoy songs, nothing else. Damned. Music suppose to be like... relaxing and enjoyable right? Especially for not music pros like me who's a ordinary student in YAMAHA. What can they possibly expect from an idiot like me?! Go grade 1 and represent the country? Get raffles result? MAN. I am in a government school, dun expect any big field or what. I wouldn't say I love all the people there, nor like to mix with them. But gotta accept it. I wanna do well, get an edusave scholarship like Sheryl. Instead of a damned good progress two hundred bucks. Nah, they are too little. I want the best. So when I get 6 points, 8 distinctions for 'o's (hopefully). And then go into hwa Chong JC (with 4 points) then I can swim,and see boys with trunks all I want without going to public swimming pools. And also running freely in my school running tracks instead of seeing people faces here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't forget the incident that happen in Bintan. I know everyone is hoping to erase this off from their memories and start afresh. Well, I dun care if people say I am a revengeful person a not, I am not going to accept it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. I gotta thank my dad for encouring me regarding me results for the first time. Together with the damn good progress report card, it should make him smile. But then...that idiot who made.me suffer this much when everybody continues, to hello with you. I will never believe I am inferior to other&lt;br /&gt; Dammmit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Finally got that pain off my ass, he deleted me off cox I told him that he's an associated who keeps bothering me whenever I'm online in facebook. He deserves it. He's the most annoying out of everyone who starts a chat with me. &gt;&lt; and a 16 year old guy? Behaving so childishly? Acting smart and talking about politics to me. Weeping so easily. Lying to me so many times that he learn chinese kungfu and lean 3 musical instruments. Wtf? I am not a kid, added&lt;br /&gt; Your spamming and interfering comments forced me to ignore you. I have no choice, thanks you to bothering so much, you're suffering the consequences by yourself. Its great you took along your sis with you, coz I dun wish to have any connections with any internet friends like you. Except for two from Thailand. Tongchit Choobpha and Viona. Heheh; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is coming. I dont look forward to it at all.. I haven even started revision for my common test. Man. When will I start studying? Like last year? Fail everything? Shit. No man, not when I'm in here. I promised papa I will work hard. I am eager to prove him wrong. Gee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lost weight. To become acceptable category. Not because I am eager to prove Jeddave, Junhao, jim, Jason, Shawny or whoever wrong. But is because of the people who pisses me off severely. I am really unhappy about that incident. No one will believe me, even my parents thought its a minor offence. Well, the simple thing is. If they don't, who do? My friends? They dun have the power. Teachers? Everyone knows the result. I am gonna lose weight. Ouch, having leg cramps again. For one thing, though that's my regular excuse, they are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting problematic. I want everything. It isn't that I couldn't achieve my goals, its just that.. I lack of motivation. And one last thing. FRIENDS (if you consider yourselves as one) PLEASE STOP FACEBOOKING, MESSAGING, ASKING ME IN SCHOOL OR ANY OTHER WAY OF COMMUNICATIONS WHAT AM I TRYING TO SAY REGARDING MY POSTS. ITS STATED VERY CLEARLY HERE. Stop bothering me over those stupid questions and answers. Argh. Whatever. You want a answer? Get a life and fuck off. Yeah. I am using vulgarities coz yours truly is freaking pisses and irritated. Argh. Having a severe headache now.. man.. I got to sleep.. but I cant. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this what I got to endure because of the state I am in. Because of my goals. I have never been so awake since this year. YiXuan, hongxuan, clara, Yifan, I have matured!! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOCTORS, DOCTORS FTW!! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned the retarded fools who steal my ricebowl!! Heheh. Just joking. Fair competition kkays? I wanna be the HOD of the hospital. Maybe...something like physiology or human anatomy? Ill decide that next time&lt;br /&gt; For the mean time... that's that's. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-1461002318692588225?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1461002318692588225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2011/01/erm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1461002318692588225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1461002318692588225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2011/01/erm.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-617329822126589848</id><published>2010-10-21T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T03:53:45.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear dad,&lt;br /&gt;sorry for dissapointing you time and time again. i didn't meant to, but anyways, i failed. yes. the once complacent and arrogant binglin finally failed. this isn't life, but my attitude towards study. i still thought that i am still the best few in school and displayed a negative towards studies and learning. till my perrs overtook me, one by one, and now, i am last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-617329822126589848?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/617329822126589848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-dad-sorry-for-dissapointing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/617329822126589848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/617329822126589848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-dad-sorry-for-dissapointing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-4087277471988742390</id><published>2010-08-20T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:10:14.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking forward to my birthday next week. i know i seem happy, or somewhat always carrying that blissful look as what hong xuan commented on. But for the first time in my life, i seem to care so much about my oncoming electone exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had i done so much in both remembering and practicing so many times of music over and over again. And without failing, always thinking negatively about my poor grades released. No use crying over spilt milk though, i understand that. This isn't the first time i burn midnight oil by practicing last minute at night too. And this shows i got to have more passion for music, otherwiise, my result would most probably end up like the current situation now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to pass this time, if not, i have practically wasted 10 years of time, money and effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-4087277471988742390?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4087277471988742390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/08/looking-forward-to-my-birthday-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/4087277471988742390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/4087277471988742390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/08/looking-forward-to-my-birthday-next.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-1499089378663908539</id><published>2010-07-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:43:32.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just like it when he nags at me.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-1499089378663908539?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1499089378663908539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/07/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1499089378663908539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1499089378663908539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-6984421073681420950</id><published>2010-06-23T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:36:35.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today sec 1 welcome party was ok~&lt;br /&gt;except for some troubles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, consulting the chair/vice-chair isn't really a good idea after all. Don't really intend to do that after discussing with Hong Xuan. H-T-H talk. Problem lies with the seniors. It isn't the juniors though i know they slack. But, the seniors daresay they didn't slack in year 1? That's hollywood bullshit, no way am i buying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what makes a section to be motivated? Purely by teaching and scolding/shouting at them when they are wrong? Juniors are afraid. They said 'she' is too fierce. But on the other hand, would they even appreciate it if we just teach them leniently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally hate my life now.&lt;br /&gt;How good if i could jump down,&lt;br /&gt;w/o being fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its time to go 'blogwalking'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-6984421073681420950?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6984421073681420950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-sec-1-welcome-party-was-ok-except.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/6984421073681420950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/6984421073681420950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-sec-1-welcome-party-was-ok-except.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-7943923578059250911</id><published>2010-06-22T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:41:40.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i totally hate those bastards who thought they are so damn smart and anyhow accuse people man. they said they saw it with their own eyes when in fact, they even see you touching it. Get a life man, asshole.Stop acting like a baby, look in the mirrior.How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less updates in gossip blog. Only 'little disney' and 'E Inn0cENt AnGeL' contributing.Oh, holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dazu was ok today... Can't manage though, but managed to keep up with the music. Only one left. Dad was right after all, Zhong Hu does not even have melody. Hate being alone, or at least, have a person to talk to. Sitting over there like an idiot? OMG. Sitting cross-legged is even not allowed. I don't know why though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even touched my holiday assignment except for two stories on chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, got very irritated by some bitches.Flirt with someone you are not familiar with via facebook or MSN? Damned. So sick of it, at least, don't do it in front of me when i am in a bad mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-7943923578059250911?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7943923578059250911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-totally-hate-those-bastards-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7943923578059250911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7943923578059250911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-totally-hate-those-bastards-who.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-6748817682802496337</id><published>2010-06-14T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:42:25.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just hate selfish ******** like you.&lt;br /&gt;carry on dreaming about your damned dream job.&lt;br /&gt;curse for your ******* failure in life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-6748817682802496337?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6748817682802496337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-hate-selfish-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/6748817682802496337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/6748817682802496337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-hate-selfish-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-5976907565864771142</id><published>2010-06-04T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:04:07.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back here as Roxane reminded me to link her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks to the core, so many darn homeworks...&lt;br /&gt;Tons of them uncompleted, dunno where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a break 1st, then chiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bombed for parent meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-5976907565864771142?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5976907565864771142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-here-as-roxane-reminded-me-to-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/5976907565864771142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/5976907565864771142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-here-as-roxane-reminded-me-to-link.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-8296174935779905292</id><published>2010-05-19T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:16:51.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After tolerating all your crap for 1 year, 4 months, 18 days, 11 hours, 20minutes and 25 seconds, i had enough.i had enough.i will not tolerate your starting from now effectively, or rather, tommorrow onwards.What priveledges do you think you have to scold me and make fun of me whenever your want to?Whenever you do that, i just kept quiet. And watched myself suffering in silence.But what about you?What happens when I do the same?vice versa?But, just not to dissapoint myself and face reality, i am afraid i am wrong.All i get is that freaking pissed face or that emo looks.Subsequently, i will get a cold shoulder and your will starting badmouthing me and create your own proudly self-made rumor.Everybody knows what is up in your sleeves.its only whether they trust it, ignore it, or help to advertise your great work.Your seek attention, flirt, and are always unreasonable.Just because your are in a clique?Why ouy of 4 girls cliques in class, only 1 is likable and less offensive?Your claim to understand everything and try to step in whenever i am doing something?And your have the cheek to say that i am an extra?Using your flirtarous and bootlicking skills, your take over everything on the front.But whats is inside?Do your guys really think that you can do everything alone?Even an adult is unable to do so.So, in other words, its just your own wishful thinking.We are a team, but what happens to the credits?It is always solo, solo and solo again.Why must you always ignore people who they don't have the ability that you can benefit?Why must you be so selfish when you don't want others to outshine you?Why must you be so rude to interrupt when people are discussing?Why must you unreasonable when you obviously know that you are in the wrong?Why must you be such a damned cheatskate when you obviously have more than me, but chose to keep it and take mine?Why, why and why?i do admit i know lots of gossips and secrets that your told me.i noted down every single one in my diary and never give one a miss when i read it.i gave your advices when your  confinded in me.But what do i get in return?You always come and complaint to me about someone when you quarrelled with them?And your will keep going with me.Do you even dare to admit that you are aware i just want fun?Friendship and fun are two different matters.Do you daresay you don't realize i always wanted to go solo?Why must you keep pestering me when you know that i am not in a good mood at that period of time?Every co, there is a certain time i will join Sheryl and Esther, and there is a reason.When i want to discuss something personal, means its personal.Your claim to respect my privacy but did your ever done that in the first place?Gossips are gossips.Secrets are secrets.Both are two different matters.Stop putting words into my mouth and pass it to -the-person-who-can-never-shut-his/her-mouth.Did i ever tell anyone your secrets?In class, i just ask what are your talking about, but what your say?Your said that i cannot be trusted and group in your popular clique and start your crap.But what happens when your are alone?Your still spill your secrets to me right?And what your say in the end?"Don't tell 'so and so' hor, later i die."Are your really sure your will die?Or your will die because your attention income decrease dramtically?Stop acting like a bitch fooling around.You should know very well who are the ones that i am trying to refer to.No use pointing at others when you know who the main culprit is.Still don't know?Look into the mirrior or something reflective, the image of the person is right there.No more aloofness from people like you.i had enough.there is always a limit, you had reached it.Nothing will be tolerated tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-8296174935779905292?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8296174935779905292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-tolerating-all-your-crap-for-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8296174935779905292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8296174935779905292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-tolerating-all-your-crap-for-1.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-4386984440100817806</id><published>2010-04-19T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T06:00:17.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;co has stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;muahahahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At least I am able to study, though my results just won't improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nvm, i will stand from where I fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just don't believe that I can't beat you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Watch out, asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-4386984440100817806?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4386984440100817806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-what-co-has-stop-muahahahas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/4386984440100817806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/4386984440100817806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-what-co-has-stop-muahahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-3636515055174958872</id><published>2010-04-08T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:58:16.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Darn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My damned blog is gonna close, just like Xi Ling's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zzz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had co today, did that voting 'exercise'. Voted myself as librarian, and Keli told me that there are 3 people fighting for this post. And there's a possibility that Wei Xiong may stay as a librarian. So... okays~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heard from Clara cello/bass voted me as Quarter Master. Didn't know that. All I know that it is impossible for me to take up this post if I really got it, Librarian suits me, and I don't find anything wrong with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But no matter how we vote, some post had already been decided.They just wanted to know who is the one we want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depends that person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-3636515055174958872?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3636515055174958872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/darn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/3636515055174958872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/3636515055174958872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/darn.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-117331452601574344</id><published>2010-03-22T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T06:39:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gonna have camp soon.And trust me, it will be a total mess.Trust them to teach us those values. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imagine climbing all those stuffs,its akin to asking me to die.Climb up and down like a monkey and get yourself so tired just to do that few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;watch out for my post after camp.Sure it won't be something great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-117331452601574344?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/117331452601574344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/gonna-have-camp-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/117331452601574344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/117331452601574344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/gonna-have-camp-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-3735046451581839748</id><published>2010-03-19T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:28:20.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... I am bored now.Recieved my report book on Friday,and obviously,results weren't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since kindergarden,my teacher specially took out some time to make an appointment with my father.Just to complaint that I am not focused during her lessons and always create a din at the back of the classroom or whatever crap.And NOW, I received that same old damn complaint from the same old teacher.AND I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT PROUD OF IT.Why must it always be that same old phrase. "Bing Lin must be more focus during lessons." if not, "Bing Lin must be more focus during lessons in order to improve her listening skills." It's like they just copy and paste it on the report card every year.Somehow,they are not sick of that same old phrase.They said that the teachers observe our behaviours during lesson times and all those crap.It's like so fake lorhx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,I am so freaking pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these 2 months,I felt that my behavior was a whole lot better than last year.I didn't&lt;br /&gt;- hurled vulgarities at people&lt;br /&gt;- whack/beat classmates&lt;br /&gt;- laugh/insult people&lt;br /&gt;- talk a lot during class&lt;br /&gt;- shout from one end to another during lesson times&lt;br /&gt;- talk loudly/attract attention from teachers&lt;br /&gt;- stare at people&lt;br /&gt;- disturb my classmates&lt;br /&gt;- eat during lessons (except for twice)&lt;br /&gt;- sleep during lessons (except for once during history,it's just too boring)&lt;br /&gt;- talk back to teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these few points should make a hell lot of difference in my report card.Somehow,teachers didn't managed to discover a talent among a group of                students            .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried about camp.Afraid I have nobody to talk to.Guess I would start messaging people late at night and see whether they would reply me.Don't look forward to it   too.Wouldn't like those attention seekers (other people) making everybody get scolded.I am sure it wouldn't be fun.Imagine leadership,friendship,respect.Haha.All those crap in us trained my students.Mind you.Students.I am not insulting anybody or what.I am just stating a fact.Making us have these values within 3 days 2 nights?Those who have it have it a long time ago.It not,its a fake.Trust me.Unless they are professionals.But,haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-3735046451581839748?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3735046451581839748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/3735046451581839748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/3735046451581839748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-3878155689494743510</id><published>2010-03-08T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:16:30.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today no bio lesson leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Worst still ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;n't find my diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Holy crap. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Don't feel like going school leh,not fun at all.Getting sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tomorrow got that so called Art-mazing race.An awful name for a predicable awful activity.I seriously don't think it would be any good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watch tv le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E Inn0cENt AnGeL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-3878155689494743510?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3878155689494743510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-no-bio-lesson-leh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/3878155689494743510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/3878155689494743510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-no-bio-lesson-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-5690530648894580052</id><published>2010-03-07T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:03:46.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Happen to went through some notes.English composition notes to be exact.Read lots of proverbs.And happened to find the best one that suit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dunno why,somehow,many said that my character had changed during my secondary school days.Maybe its my way of adapting to the new enviroment adn trying to make more friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;But,my heart still didn't leave my primary school days.I am still devoted to it no matter what it becomes,or what happen to it.Cause of one reason,the people I like are there.My true friends who gave me encouragement,fun and everything is still etched in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Looking forward to the next 6 hope gathering in March.Hope it would be something noisy and successful.Something that *BOOMZ* out loud.Miss them guys manz,had been thinking of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;While going home with Hong Xuan on Friday,met Bax with his friend.Wow...He really changed a lot.I don't know if he is reading this post but I am sure he won't get angry if he reads this.He is a real giant beanpole.Tall and skinny.Underweight.Unlike me short.And plump :).I am never fat. :D muahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;But though his physical appearance had changed,his personality never change after all.Still as cheerful and bubbly as ever.Though his mixture of friend and his exposure may be different from me.Don't know why leh.He used his bag to cover his face when I met him in the bus.I got so scary meh?Just touch him only marhs.But its not counted as carassing or fondling - molesting him.Anyways,look forward to seeing him again.Cya next time. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paid for a chocolate milk ice and 2 durian pancakes.Shared it with Hong Xuan.And guess what?I met Chancen while I was queueing up for the pancakes.He,too,changed.I can no longer laugh him short like last time.:( Its his turn.And he can run really fast now.At least,he recognised me unlike someone in Whitely who claim not to know me =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bought the boneless thigh chicken for mei.Ate some with Hong Xuan on the way.Squeeze lots of mayonnaise,and she asked me whether I feel embarrassed if I do this.Was like "..."Why everybody in Mayflower have this mentality.There's a time to behave yourself as well as a time to play hard.Just like that Naughty G slogan or whatever shit."Work hard,Play harder." That phrase and the model gave us the wrong impression though.And while talking about Naughty G,I remembered of something...And that is none other than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEXUAL REPRODUCTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah,I am definitely very excited about the oncoming Biology lesson Mr Ong is going to teach.Hahahaha.Everybody in 2I will go so crazy lorhx.Even Mr Ong said that we should be named 2Scandelous.But,it isn't everybody.It's only those few people shouting and saying those sick and pervertic stuff.So...I guess we laughed a lot and make the class really noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;End of post.Talk a lot already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-5690530648894580052?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5690530648894580052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/happen-to-went-through-some-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/5690530648894580052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/5690530648894580052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/happen-to-went-through-some-notes.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-2104743440760762060</id><published>2010-03-07T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T04:26:58.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its like holy shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still can't find my diary and i am absolutely sure that i had left it in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone gonna read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;School's starting tomorrow,isn't something to get joyful over.It's like Saturdays and Sundays are far too short.Just happy a while tomorrow got school le.Haiz...Haven't even finish my homework for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wacthcing Rush Hour 3.Damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Start liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-2104743440760762060?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2104743440760762060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-like-holy-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2104743440760762060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2104743440760762060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-like-holy-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-1000994311202894736</id><published>2010-03-06T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:18:11.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Something happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I had lost my diary today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can't find it,somehow can't remember where i put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hope nobody finds it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today Aili told me about fingering.Asked Junie.And it wasn't something clean.Dirty in otherwords.=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Relatives just came to my house,went off really early.So...Nothing to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hope report book won't come.Hate to see it after i known my English result.Found it total asshole.Totally hate it.How good if i can just get A2 for my English.It would be great,not perfect though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not performing for Arts night.Didn't felt great at all.But,I gota sacrifice it for my music.Anyways,its more important right?I have been learning it for years.Hope that I will pass my Grade 5 exam.At least nobody would look down on me.And my improvisation,sightreading,melody and harmony totally suck.So chances are very low.Will not give up though.Wana be same standard as mei.But I am not going to become a musician.I just don't jave that feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What to do?Slacking everyday.Exams not here yet,there's still mood to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hate school now,only like Science lesson.Damn funny.Mr Ong going to teach sexual reproduction next week.Hope it would be fun.But i wouldn't want someone to talk so much crap and spoil the whole fun of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;March holidays are coming,that means there's gonna be a 6 Hope gathering soon.Hope papa let me go.Damn excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah.Know this post is boring.But thats what I wanna say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Good luck to my diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;off to watch tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-1000994311202894736?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-7176676911556197554</id><published>2010-02-26T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:46:01.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn long never post le right?&lt;br /&gt;So start writing now lorhx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday,Zhi Chean made one side of the screen drop.Took pictures will post it up next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nida go alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Byes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-7176676911556197554?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7176676911556197554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-damn-long-never-post-le-right-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7176676911556197554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7176676911556197554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-damn-long-never-post-le-right-so.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-4507746547154856385?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4507746547154856385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/aiyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/4507746547154856385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/4507746547154856385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-8084799279520963930</id><published>2010-02-18T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:00:14.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sianz man...&lt;br /&gt;kao so fast common test coming le.Never even update my diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired nia, still nida do 1 big pile of shitty h.w&lt;br /&gt;Ya I am freaking pissed right now.&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/1365375098255223278-8084799279520963930?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8084799279520963930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/sianz-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8084799279520963930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8084799279520963930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/sianz-man.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-2850913030330518534</id><published>2010-02-10T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:04:30.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As the days pass, each and everyone of us get anxious because commen test day is arriving.I seriously don't understand why must it be right after Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think that :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we are not prepared mentally as we are still in New Year mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                       Its just the second month since school reopen  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                       the teachers did not give us enough exercise to practice on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Darn la.Its like so damn tired.Already want die already.These 4 days keep staying back till very late for co.There's tuition on Tuesday and Thursday too.Than also many uncompleted homeworl,always last minute do de.Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How come just 1 song need stay back for 4 days?I seriously don't think that we need 4 days to rehearse.Why can't they just all those performing to stay back.Everytime when they are playing happily there, we are sitting at the side watching them.Seriously, how can they stand it?I'm not sure how they felt or whatever crap.All I know is that I slept almost throughout the whole co session,and then the volume of the noise got louder and louder.Can't stand it.And walked out straight into the sofa and laid on it.Not sure whether I slammed the door, cause the door seems unable to move quickly.Or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Somehow,It feels like I can't cope with my studies.Can't catch up.Its like my test results are so bad and commem test is gonna be much much much more difficult.so... JYs!There's a lot of topics tested for the subjects, and thats absolutely not good.Hope will improve.I want get 7 points leh.I want to get into St. Andrew JC.It's so big and cool.(Though I know I can if I am dreaming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yi Xuan going Malaysia celebrate new year le, so good.She somemore flying aeroplane.Unlike me, got to stay in Singapore. :( Feel damn sad for myself sometimes leh.I only get to sit the plane twice (journey ther and back) and thats not something to be happy about.I dare to say I go other countries the least lor.Wonder how will papa feel if he reads this post.Angry?Dissapointed?I don't know.I don't want to know.And I don't give a damn about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Today after those better players perform in class, a guy called me and ask me to help him, by asking the co to perform for their class. And their classroom was opposite mine, so shouted at them to come over.But, somehow, they didn't.They pretended not to hear it.Unlike Primary school, they would reply you no matter what answer they are going to give you.But in Secondary scool,they ignore you completely even when you talk to them,and worst,they look at you and just totally ignore you.Is this attitude and character problem?Or whatever crap?I getting pissed writing about it.No basic respect for others.Do they think their cool?I am not sure, maybe just try it out once or twice these few days, though I know it doesn't feels good.So to those I am going to ignore : SORRY!!! Back to the upper secondary class decoration, I walk off, they didn't stop me (though I was half hoping it &gt;.&lt;) and BB.Ps luhhs, but felt like sleeping somehow,no mood to play the same old song le.sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yesterday, helped Wnag Zhuo to tear the wrappers of the oranges.And put it into the paper bags (with the help of Xi Ling,Clara and Xiao Bai). Lots of rotten oranges and they were like kind of soft. Felt digusting. Later Wna Zhuo suggested to eat it,wonder if it taste good.Cause I didn't dare to try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;During recess today, there's music played.Very loud music.You just have to pay 50c and you can pay any song that you want.After hearing it for a few times,I realized that the songs played were not the full song.It's just the front part and finish.The sec 1s seem enthu, so hope they enjoyed it.They claim that they are trying to raise funds to help the financial pupils or something like that, hope it would be successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The fishes were also replaced today.They said that the company gave them 88 fishes.And I was like "wth,who are you lying to?How can a small pond contain so many fishes?" But I was wrong, cause rhey were baby coil fishes (I think) and it doesn't seems to have 88 fishes inside.Next time go put baby shark there.Muahahahahas.Its a matter of time they are gone :) Era Sidhu also said that the fishes would last for about 30 years,and it would jump out of the ond itself as it is new to the surroundings.And when they see any obstacles, they go straight up.That means they would jup up, thats why she reminded us to put the fishes back if we see them not in the right place.Was like, who on earth would be daring enough to touch it? It's so disgusting, imagine that squirmy little thing keep moving in your fingers.Suddenly feel like got electric shock in my body leh.Than also got goosebumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Aya don't feel like studying leh.Go visit other people blog le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And someone help me link leh.I don't know how to link leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-2850913030330518534?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2850913030330518534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-days-pass-each-and-everyone-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2850913030330518534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2850913030330518534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-days-pass-each-and-everyone-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-8295630049185174017</id><published>2010-02-02T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:05:57.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todays was like so boring.Wonder when than can go crazy and have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Its like a matter of time this blog die lorhx.I an like so lazy to update,and I also dun wana post too private things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today dazu was totally boring.Just kept heating Jeddave bahhs.Thats all.And Keli and Jun Hao. =.= Was treated like a _______ and certainly freaking pissed about it.Never perform,so sit there lorhx.sianz man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Rushed to tuition,got nagged for being late again.Can't I just go home earlier?Told Royston about it so many times le. =.= Just sent a message asking whether I could skip breifing,and none reply.Though I dun really know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tuition most fun de lorhx.Vinny and I was like keep playing and chatting.Than she told me some private things (dun bother asking,its private as stated) and told her some of my opnions lorhx.Didn't know that she's troubled.She sometimes give me the impression as a happy-go-lucky attitude leh.So... JYs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-8295630049185174017?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8295630049185174017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/todays-was-like-so-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8295630049185174017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8295630049185174017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/todays-was-like-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-7384963309932102189</id><published>2010-01-31T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:47:51.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kind of bored these days.Don't know why.It just seem that there is nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I had wanted had been snatched away...Felt lose at that moment.Nothing seemed to go in the right way for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;There's lots of project to complete,lots of homework waiting for me.Yet,I have not done any yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;What the hell is happening to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Damn excited,Chinese New Year is arriving,waiting to collect my hongbao and buy a notebook...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nowadays i like very broke leh.Dunno why.Everything like short of money like that.I have finally realized the importance of money ever since my chinese tuition teacher told me that you only get paid 3-4 bucks per hour there.At first,I was like "so little arh.ok lorhx.Also not my problem." But when I got home and think about it,something hit me.And I finally understood why I always got scolded when I didn't save money but keep spending off so easily.No wonder my father always said you will understand why I scold you when I grow up.And my mother said I have not kai qiao.Yeah,I think I understand it now.Thanks! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sick of typing le.Fingers damn pain.Go audition chat le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Byees! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-7384963309932102189?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7384963309932102189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/kind-of-bored-these-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7384963309932102189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7384963309932102189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/kind-of-bored-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-7969113500366210340</id><published>2010-01-30T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:12:46.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing really happened today... Was like so bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Woke up at 11a.m prepared and went tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Somehow,I always felt that tuition was tiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;me up.No matter on what day,(be it Mondays,Tuesdays,Wednesdays,Thursdays,or even Fridays),it was a chore to me.But,recently,I found out that tuition wasn't a chore at all.It was fun,exiciting,and a place where I could learn and have fun.I had friends to talk to,to play with,to learn with.Its totally different from school.In school,we are not talking about having fun,instead,we challenge each other and push our limits.We work hard and listen to teachers intentively.We have our juniors,our seniors,and our own peers whom they always and never fail to give us pressure.Be it making fun of you,or even stressing you to learn more,for their own benefit.I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If that all in life,I don't understand whats the point of living on.Life is short,we should enjoy ourselves,instead of stressing ourselves over our heavy workloads.Parents DO NOT understand their child/children.In their hearts and minds,we are always their 5 year old young kid.Nothing could and will never change their love towards us.And in our school talks,thats what they would talk about.Their great parental love,and their sacrifices,but had they ever spare a thought for us?I don't understand and if your say I don't know,but thats what I feel.Why in the world must they talk about studies everytime?We understand that studies is important,we need it when we grow up,we need it for our future,but shouldn't your relax on this stuff a little?If we don't understand,think of an effective way to explain to us instead of scolding and nagging us right away.Yeah,we know your will not feel good about it,but what about us?Do we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your have a choice.Can your stop using your authority as a parent on us?And please respect our privacy.I am sure you will not like it if we go peeping into your work stuff,personal messages,or anything else.That also means stop peeping into our messages in the middle of the night,scold us if we set a password to our phone and you can''t hack it open.Or opening our msn chatbox and reading it aloud and slowly.It is bothering us you know?It is not that we don't give a damn to how your feel,but,we are teenagers,we are growing up.We need out freedom,we need out privacy.WE need to accomplish out own things.Stop forcing a way out for us.We know that its for our own good,but all of your had passed through this stage before,with this anxiety-all test and exams are coming,it doesn't feel good,does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am really sick of typing those stuffs.I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-7969113500366210340?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7969113500366210340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-really-happened-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7969113500366210340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/7969113500366210340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-really-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-2256101406584614292</id><published>2010-01-29T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:49:16.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Walao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nowadays is like so darn bored lorhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nothing really happens leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I also don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So talk about yesterday 1st bahhs.The only funny thing that happened is that I dropped Jolin erhu and senior told me spoil already.Idiots are treating me like idiots.Funny rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAHAHA.so childish =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And managed to scrape through Chinese New Year songs,not that good at it though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There are lots of test these few days,don't think I would score well,though... Haiz... Pass is the mark I should get,if not what else?Fail?And get another scolding?It's not that good okkays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;During that period of time ever since school reopens,I was like slacking almost everyday.4 weeks had pass so fast,in just a blink of an eye,but I have difficulty in getting use to my new Sec 2 enviroment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just this week,there's History,Math,Chinese and English test.Going to have Science test next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Are the teachers out to make us stress and totally don't give a damn to how we feel?Or are they just trying to acheive their own goals by using us such as being the fastest learning class,best result,best behaviour,or whatsoever crap.Look at the newspaper,they already said that students normally fair better if they had a break.And WHAT do we get?Nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I'm sick about talkng about studies,it's seriously making me freaking pissed.So...was rushing as usual,(though I don't think anybody believes that I am really rushing for tuition),and was sweating like mad.Damned.If this is the life I am going to get,what's the use of living on?I have tuition on Tuesdays,Thursday,Fridays and Saturday(worst still,its a matter of time I am going to get English tuition)CCAs on Tuesdays and Thursdays.And never once,we were dismissed early.I really think that seniors of teachers-in-charge should give a thought about making the CCA times a bit shorter.Look at Zhong Hua,CO 3.30-5.30.Yeah,they are slower,I know,but at least not like us right?When seniors want students to stay back,teachers reply is an immediate NO (Zhong Hua).But as for us,seniors want students to stay back and teachers reply,immediate YES (Mayflower).What the hell is happening?And the tragic thing is,they should discuss the matter PROPERLY before telling us to gather and start telling us about our plans.Instead of getting us to gather,and when the seniors talk,SOMEONE would interrupt and they start dicussing that matter ON THE SPOT,RIGHT AT THAT GOD DAMNED PLACE.It's seriously pissing me off,and when we started to talk or even discuss about that matter,we were told to keep quiet.What is this treatment for?Can't they even understand or spare a thought for those who are rushing for time?Like maybe tuition like me,or those who's parents or family are waiting to start dinner with them at home.Ya,I know that your need to stay back,much much later than us.But,I believe that your had a achoice right?There's a choice in everything,that means,your could choose to stay back/stay back for a while/don't stay back at all.Why make it so difficult for everybody?At first,I thought there was someone who understands the situation I am in,rushing for time every time after CO and that's Royston.But,when I found out that his piano tuition was actually at 10p.m,my 1st reaction was like - what the hell... He had time to take his own dinner,to rest,to do his homework.But me?I always reach home at 6.30,finish bathing and packing my stuffs at about 6.45-6.50.Eating dinner and the time to go tuition.Yeah if those reading this think that 1hour is a plenty of time,go and try it out yourself every week.Just 2 weeks,and I don't believe that you won't complain anything.Up to now,I didn't even said anything,about blaming my parents for giving me any tuitions that I do not like.All these while,I had bottled up my frustrations,angers,thoughts and all those feelings inside.I should be counted lucky that I had never really lose my temper.About once or twice bahhs.Once is when I got really mad for no reason and I shouted at Keli and Jeddave,as for the 2nd one,I don't really have any impression of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Reached tuition and waited for Vinny.Michelle said she was not coming,so one person less to ask question about math sum.Meanwhile,cher created his own algebra questions,4 in total,and asked a sec 3 to join me.She's my neighbout who live in the same block,except that she live on the 5th floor,I am closer with Michelle babhhs.From young see her until now.And that girl got the questions all wrong,thats very smart for a inquisitive sec 3 who keeps asking vher questions,making that tuition damn worthwhile.Vinny reached no sooner and treated me to a can of orange mirinda (thats how it's spelled,though I find it kind of weird).Wa seh damn happy.Drinking cold soft drinks on a hot weather.Shoik man.Thanks! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went home with Xi Ling today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-2256101406584614292?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2256101406584614292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/walao_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2256101406584614292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2256101406584614292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/walao_29.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-215642580808833812</id><published>2010-01-17T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:09:24.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;walao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;school is like so god damn boring lorhx.Studies suks man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;knn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not in a good mood now =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Later wait teacher finish nagging and talking all those crap already no time for lesson le lorhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guai lan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And at home also keep getting scolded and nag.Say what studies very important.Who dunno?Idiot.As if so easy lorhx.If not everybody get straight As already right?Still need to wait for CHIJ get arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But also true,all the girls there hor,wa seh.Everyday study de lorhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now only can watch tv and play com on weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But,I will use it on weekdays also.I don't care le lorhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can't ta han liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tmd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And can't stand 瑶瑶 33F。She's obviously acting cute lor.Damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Always say I never study like mei mei.If I got I in CHIJ already lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am smarter than my mei,k?Only I lazy only =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And p.e suks,esp the attire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PaPa nagging me go sleep le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-215642580808833812?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/215642580808833812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/walao-school-is-like-so-god-damn-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/215642580808833812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/215642580808833812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/walao-school-is-like-so-god-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-5762239867957689438</id><published>2010-01-12T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:36:23.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had co today&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sianz =.=&lt;br /&gt;Darn Jun Hao,Jeddave and that bao mei =.=&lt;br /&gt;Dunno laugh what ass.&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,wonder whether Kang Shun and Dylan will be 'sui' a not.Cuz they touched something that they are not supposed to.HeeHee.Anyways,for those who can't guess,it's the one gals use when got blood *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see tmr lor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go write diary le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitees ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-5762239867957689438?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5762239867957689438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/had-co-today-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/5762239867957689438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/5762239867957689438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/had-co-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-3670248912550424354</id><published>2010-01-11T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:00:05.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>duh...&lt;br /&gt;Really damn bored leh&lt;br /&gt;sick of smsing&lt;br /&gt;feel liike going arcade suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-3670248912550424354?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-3949288973084969659</id><published>2010-01-10T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T07:10:49.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored...&lt;br /&gt;Haven't post for days. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Duh on firday was rushing here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Damn bz that 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School h.w never complete,stress nia.&lt;br /&gt;How good if have co everyday.Would really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jys!&lt;br /&gt;Still damn lousy in my instrument.&lt;br /&gt;And ABSOLUTELY not proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;Going watch 海派甜心 le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madly in love wif _____&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-1431183133851077013</id><published>2010-01-05T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:55:53.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of school is like so boring...&lt;br /&gt;some people came up the idea of class tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,the design was kind of ok.Except that its a bit plain on the front.But than the worst thing is that the color was orange and black.It was not just those normal color like the orange juice syrup,it was BRIGHT orange.Damned.I would be an eyesore wherever i go out.And worst still,the kind of cloth used is the same as my P.E attire.Hell =.=&lt;br /&gt;Almost the whole day except for Science lesson I was like so god damn bored lorhx.Rotting there,don't even have any books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least co was more fun.Lunched with Sheryl,Charlotte and Esther. Than went to music room to see not even 1 sec 1 there lorhx.And met Yee Oon,and we (Yee Oon,Xi Ling,Jolin,Lala) if still got others than i forget le.Btw,we ran round the school to look for sec 1s to join co.And its like damned.So little people go...All at home le.&lt;br /&gt;And I made a very very terrible suggestion in front of Yee Oon,and that is during recess,WE would go around asking sec 1s to join co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao I was like shit lorhx.My face all gone le.I thought she should know that I very 爱面子 one.Haiz...Fored Jolin to go with me.Xi Ling too.But don't know whether Hong Xuan want a not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dazu,and it was ABSOLUTLEY boring lorhx.Waited like siao there...And at last the five Zhong Hu got toghther :D heehee.And about 1 hr later,I was seriously getting so freaking pissed off lorhx.My whole face was black lorhx.Keep controlling my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than wana have some peace in the toilet,keep getting out of the music rm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw thx Xi Ling for helping me and sry to Keli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-1431183133851077013?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1431183133851077013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-day-of-school-is-like-so-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1431183133851077013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1431183133851077013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-day-of-school-is-like-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-8547604954203345600</id><published>2010-01-04T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T07:57:51.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walao.This blog is like no tag board and never even write my info lorhx.crap.Gota learn how to do this stuffs le.What a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school today.And it was a total disaster lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is like I don't understand why they don't want to print a timetable out for us lor.Total waste of time writing.But nevermind.Still can tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson time is like so damn BORED =. Class is like so noisy... And cher found it difficult to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some Sec 1s : TOTALLY RUDE&lt;br /&gt;                                 TOTALLY UNRESPECTFUL&lt;br /&gt;                                 TOTALLY UNREASONABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe not all larhx.As I said some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wana talk about them le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about co.At least can make me happy and cheerful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so tomorrow,there's something called Sec 1 selection of CCA.And they will come and see the instruments and play play.Duh... Sounds bored.Last time Pri 6 at least the newcomers (Pri 1) were much much cuter than them lorhx.Wen Qi said those who wana help gota go at 2 p.m&lt;br /&gt;And I was like ok lorhx.Anyway stay in the canteen oso damn bored.Xi Ling,Hong Xuan and Jolin got higher chinese.For the rest of the year gonna be bored.Wonder how to spent my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;So fast, next Friday CCA Exhibition,gota perform,and it's gonna take lots and lots of time. Sure got delay de lorhx.And gota ask for early dismissal,gotmusic class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如燕 is like simple lorhx.Only when sometime play got a bit out of tune.And it's like so bored... PaPa MaMa is always like asking me change.They said Erhu got melody and I was like... (nvm talk about this later) 听海 is the most jia lat 1 lorhx.Heng not the only 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听海 got 1 part going to chorus got to move up move down.Weird.Finger not fast enough,somemore so short.Damn difficult to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they keep saying Erhu is better lorhx.I don't understand leh.I thought is Gao Hu,Zhong Hu than Erhu.Just because my instrument got a LOW sound and they are assuming that it's a lousy instrument?NO.I DON'T WANA CHANGE TO ERHU.SO WHAT?They even persuade me to speak to zls whether can change ant lorhx.And when I don't want,they assume that I am scared or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wana change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DEVOTED TO MY ZHONG HU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i won't ever change my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,saw lots of sec 3 seniors.HeeHee :D&lt;br /&gt;They look funny manz ^^&lt;br /&gt;Esp Xiang Li. Saw him today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got to tie my hair le.Don't know should be sad or happy leh.Its like so difficult...&lt;br /&gt;Finally understand why the clique 5 is always stuck in the toilet.HeeHee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Harry Potter was like damn cool man.So exciting.And PaPa at first though that i cant finish the book within 1 day.Almost half of the book leh.1 day leh.Proud of it man.How good if it just don't stop at Deathly Hallows lorhx,continue to have more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xi Ling lent me the disc too.Philospher Stone.1st book.And Ron,Harry and Hermonie is like so cute lorhx.Unlike now =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I watch from Youtube at 1st i thought Ginny is Katie Bell leh.Than i thought pretty leh.But in the end.Haiz...Dun wana talk about it le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to the day the movie of the Deathly Hallows come out.Its the last one,hope it will be the best out of the 6 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-8547604954203345600?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8547604954203345600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/walao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8547604954203345600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/8547604954203345600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/walao.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-2171236539873229603</id><published>2010-01-03T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:56:41.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31st/12/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bbq&lt;br /&gt;Kinda fun&lt;br /&gt;Though someone spoiled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st tme bbq-ing with 6 hope friends^^ Not that fun though... hope to see pics in 6 hope blogg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/1/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year alrdy... Phew time past so fast =.=&lt;br /&gt;Feel like reading and watching the whole collection of Harry Potter lorhx.Damn cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very fast Friday le.Have cca exhibition.saddded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-2171236539873229603?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2171236539873229603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/31st1209-had-bbq-kinda-fun-though.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2171236539873229603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/2171236539873229603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/31st1209-had-bbq-kinda-fun-though.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365375098255223278.post-1036132342086249815</id><published>2009-12-30T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:41:07.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;finally my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a pig nagging at me now...&lt;br /&gt;Talking all the crap.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna set a password and spam her blog out.&lt;br /&gt;Damned so freaking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno still talk so much.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously making a fool out of herself =.=&lt;br /&gt;Noobshyt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st post in this blog...&lt;br /&gt;Lucky she dunno my p.w&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing Lin:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is still nagging at me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365375098255223278-1036132342086249815?l=bl-talkplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1036132342086249815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol-finally-my-own-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1036132342086249815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365375098255223278/posts/default/1036132342086249815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bl-talkplace.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol-finally-my-own-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>E Inn0cENt AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833238014663508637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
