<?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-14135470</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:14:29.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naijiew's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-115030695337778895</id><published>2006-06-15T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:43:12.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CHANGED MY URL.&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;&lt;a href="http://www.naijiew.blogspot.com"&gt;www.naijiew.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-115030695337778895?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/115030695337778895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/115030695337778895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-changed-my-url.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-115027106383904700</id><published>2006-06-14T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T15:44:23.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i haven't went out since the CO camp ended! that sucks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;most of my friends went to china with the school. leaving me in the little red dot on the globe. that seriously sucks. leaving me with no people to go out with. that sucks big time! sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but never mind. i decided that this week i'll do my homework, and go out and play next week. next monday i'll be going out with a bunch of student conductors. we were in the same group during the training. we are called the Processticanos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think the name derived from my favourite line that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"are your brains PROCESSING? its supposed to be done this way.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then sherry thought of the brilliant group name with her always processing brain. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cool, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then on thursday, i'm going to watch a concert by the MOE CCA branch Music Camp thing. the one i went last year. this year i got the tickets. FREE. tee hee hee. i'm going with jingyang and jingxiong. maybe got others i don't know. Weis is going to go out with jings and jings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sounds like WASTE is going out with JINX. damned. no no don't get the wrong idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THEN, on friday, ITS THE HAPPY FAMILY GATHERING! thanks to the initiative of DA JIE, the orange sow, we finally have a gathering. so exciting! and on that day, i want to announce that i am no more lil' orange pig. I WANT TO BE GREEN PIG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green pig is niang right? erm. lil' GREEN pig it shall be. 100% YAYNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ohman, all these childish shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, i think next week is going to be FUN. ((: but this week i'll have to do the dreadful work. gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;never mind, i read from yiling's nick, "If you want to enjoy the rainbow, you must endure the rain." or something of that sense. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay, conprehensions, compositions, emath papers, COME ON OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-115027106383904700?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/115027106383904700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/115027106383904700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-havent-went-out-since-co-camp-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114976249399983008</id><published>2006-06-08T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T19:00:10.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;学校里的 staffroom 3 顿时变成了一个 party 天堂。这里既然有人在下棋，在弹阮，在谈天，在 stone, 在 blog。在 blog 的就是本帅哥。((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;urgh. didn't manage to finish typing all those in chinese! had no time to blog in staffroom ever since! anyway, the camp was damn fun. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114976249399983008?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114976249399983008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114976249399983008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/06/staffroom-3-party-stone-blog-blog-urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114950357760622879</id><published>2006-06-05T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:04:52.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm like so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i bu zhi bu jue, lost your number. WHY DIDN'T I SAVE YOUR NUMBER? you told me that number wasn't permanent. so i didn't. but who knows you'd use that number for so long? ARGH! i feel so stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i have your number for what? you wouldn't reply my sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and my msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;erm. what msn. i think you blocked me. on my contact list, your nick is still the old one. not what angel-thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i read your blog you know. you wouldn't reply my tag. i didn't tag anymore since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;now i know that you want to be someone else's 'angel'. i feel like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GAHH. i know you wouldn't care. go on and be &lt;em&gt;some-other-people-who-won't-care-about-you&lt;/em&gt;'s angel or whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i know i'm insignificant to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i always wanted to ask you, why are you doing this? even if you don't want anything to do with me, i still want to know! did i do something wrong? ah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i really don't wish to proclaim, "she's toyed me." i don't want. i really hope that its some misunderstanding, not what i've hypothesized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you. i want another chance to take care of you. ARGH. i'm no good at mushy stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DAMMIT. I THINK, I SHOULD JUST FORGET ABOUT THIS WHOLE THING. its abit not worth it. i spent nights talking to you over the phone, spent time walking to that sweet talk shop with you, went with you to NTUC to buy your panadol pink, spent time sending you home (but on the way i keep getting scolded by you), spent nights thinking why &lt;em&gt;some-other-people-who-won't-care-about-you &lt;/em&gt;can send you home and me not, using my very last bit of energy to tell you a joke and see you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BUT. if you are happier if i do, i'll think its worth it. i can save some energy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*i don't know what i am talking about. argh. i have this feeling which i can't describe, hence the blabberings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114950357760622879?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114950357760622879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114950357760622879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-like-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114930306821480446</id><published>2006-06-03T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T10:53:44.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;didn't blog for so long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the last time i blogged was 21st of may. its the 3rd of june already. lol. anyway, i celebrated my birthday which was on the 27th of may with many people. hahaha. morning i went to miss chia's wedding with sanpor and alvin, then after that we went to marina to meet lionel and his cousin. after that walk walk then meet junliang. but in the end only junliang and me go other places, cus sanpor and alvin follow lionel go but guitar stuffs. then junliang and me go eat lor. eat liao we go walk walk, then go back tampines for dinner. whahahahha. after that go pavillion meet thiamseng, chengsiang, kennedy and leonard. i down there see they all play and sms people, and slack lor, they play pool and dota. whahahaha. go home at about 11 plus, damn tired. slept immediately upon touching my bed. whahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay, that was my birthday. after that i've got chinese O levels on the 29th. damn scared, its more difficult than the prep exam! i wonder how i fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then got one week of study camp. everyday study study until i peng. stupid. don't talk about study camp, cus got alot of negative things to write, right my champions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then today is peiru's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she got chalet, but chencheng they all haven't sms me say when to meet. ruanzu people are just so much fun. whahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday i applied for DSA-JC for TJC. i scared like free. how to get in with L1R5 midyear = 30 points?! combined humanities straight F9s?! even if i am the singapore's best erhu player or ruan player (which i am apparently not, i've not touched my ruan and erhu for like 2 weeks) they still would not accept me! )): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SAD CASE. shall start practising, or else audition that time can really take ruan and erhu fuck myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;whahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114930306821480446?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114930306821480446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114930306821480446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/06/didnt-blog-for-so-long-last-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114821130765175942</id><published>2006-05-21T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T19:35:07.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went out with syu and fad on friday. went to town and walk walk, actually wanted to watch da vinci code but fad got no money, so we only sat around and chill. nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday went out with junliang in the evening to eat steamboat at bugis. damn full can. haha. we chose a yuan yang guo, means one side is the shop's own soup, the other one is ma la guo. the stupid ma la guo made us sweat like pigs. hahaha. but it was SHIOK lor. haha. we took so many stuffs then cannot finish, so all threw into the ma la guo. whahaha. then after that went walk walk around bugis see things. then after that went to tampines lor. actually want to go home one but still very early mah, 9pm+ only, so i suggested we go lepak. he say okay lor then he say go sunplaza there the blocks. go there liao we on song from my phone and talk. talk talk talk dunno why talk until our friends. sad, i got no friends! he say he also. lol. but no friend no friend lah. haha. junliang say i his best friend! rock man dude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NOW WHO SAYS I GOT NO FRIEND? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then went home at 10.30pm like that, reached home at 11pm to find no one at home. its my father's birthday lor, he must have had gone out to celebrate with his friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then today i never go out lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;scary leh, tomorrow get back all results. ultimate doomsday lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i must pray hard-er!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114821130765175942?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114821130765175942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114821130765175942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-out-with-syu-and-fad-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114784994579990849</id><published>2006-05-17T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T16:35:45.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i decided to do a formal blog/diary entry today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been? Its been ages since I last posted on you. I hope you will forgive me for not doing so, as I've been very busy studying and preparing for exams. But now they're sort of over. Thats the reason I came today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are (going to be) over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with Chinese Listening Comprehension, which I will take tomorrow, early in the morning, as early as 8am. Then I'm free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, an unfortunate incident happened in the morning, while i was going to school today. I saw Mdm Esther Lim on my way to the school gate, and we had a short chat about my height, my parents' height, and my grandparents' height, and my great grandparents' height. So by the time we finished talking, I was 2 metres away from Mr Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to turn into the classroom block earlier, when i saw Mr Ow walking to the flower pots to survey on the students, but I was talking to Mdm Lim at the moment, you know, it isn't nice to just turn and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my head turned to one side, which I always did to hide my fringe from any discipline teachers. But, nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey, come here, come here Weijian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, 'cher?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuck in your shirt properly. Look at mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frantically tucked in the "shoelaced-bottom" of my uniform into my pants. And as i do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You trim this today. Tomorrow when i see you i want to see it above your eyebrow."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled my fringe and it tickled my nose abit. I finished tucking in my uniform by this time, and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"'Cher, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed him what *nerd means and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okay."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waved me off. I walked towards the canteen and once I am out of sight from Mr Ow, I pulled out my shirt, adjusting it and tightening the shoelace at my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRRR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stupid old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*nerd - tuck in your uniform entirely.&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Chinese Prepatory Exam today I accompanied Yizhuan up to our classroom to change into his slippers. We went into the Mother Tongue Room beside and he changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly he asks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Will Mr Ow die first or Tony Tan die first?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately, almost naturally, replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mr Ow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed a little, and i continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But Tony Tan will die soon after Mr Ow does. He's getting worse, more and more guai lan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while walking home from the bus stop, i saw some Filipino/Indonesian/Arabic/Indian/Bangladeshi maids congregating under the block facing Red Swastika School. Its almost dismissal time for the morning session pupils. I took a good look at them, and felt nostalgic. I remembered of Siti. She was Grandma's maid few years ago, and she &lt;s&gt;had big boobs&lt;/s&gt; was older than me by four years only. I was 13 and she was 17. Well, she was sent back because Grandma got calls late in the night from Bangladeshi construction workers asking to speak to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was saying, I took a good look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all old and ugly. And I suddenly thought of a script!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife:&lt;/strong&gt; Dear ah, we go get maid ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay lor. Since you work so hard and the house is still in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife:&lt;/strong&gt; Tsk. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Couple goes to the maid agency.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agent:&lt;/strong&gt; Hi, are you here to get a maid? Here, look at the data and photos of the maids that are under us and theres also videos of them introducing themselves in different languages. Take your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Couple browsed through the photo album.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband:&lt;/strong&gt; Dear ah, this one not bad leh. Chio leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife:&lt;/strong&gt; You want to die ah? Get so good looking one for what? Good looking doesn't mean can do work! And she will attract men and create trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Husband showed a page in the photo album to Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband:&lt;/strong&gt; Then take this lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife and Husband and Agent:&lt;/strong&gt; WHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo and description of maid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Sinidedi (wash your floor)&lt;br /&gt;Nationality: A remote island off the coast of Sri Lanka&lt;br /&gt;Age: 39&lt;br /&gt;Date Of Birth: Nov or Dec 1967 (Date unknown, month unsure)&lt;br /&gt;Identification no.: - (illegal immigrant, but police also don't want to catch)&lt;br /&gt;Languages able to speak: Tamil, Hindi, Bahasa Melayu, Bahasa Indonesia, Javanese, English, a little of Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal description: Vaanakam-I-am-Sinidedi. I-come-from-island-I-donnoe. I-this-year-san-si-jiew-year-old. Urm-am-I-talking-fast? Sorry, dui bu qi. I can talk many language, Hindi, Tamil, Malayu, Engrish and yi dian dian hua yi. I forgot the other one. I work in many many country before, Indonesia, Malaysia and Singapro. I can cook many many thing, and i am very very nice to childrrrren. Please hire me. Thank you many much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/1600/URRRRGH..jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/URRRRGH..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;__________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: THE "MAID" IN THIS POST IS FICTICIOUS, AND MEANT NO HARM TO ANYBODY OR ANYTHING. ITS PURELY FOR JOKE AND FUN. PEACE OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114784994579990849?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114784994579990849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114784994579990849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-decided-to-do-formal-blogdiary-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114742190630123187</id><published>2006-05-12T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:21:36.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today is vesak day. happy vesak day everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but do you know what is vesak day all about? i don't know. someone enlighten me can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so bored leh. holiday i never go out. want to study but also lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tomorrow going bras basah complex with syra and meow and her bf. don't know go there for what, also no money buy the things there. waste time lor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;later meow walk slow slow with her bf, then syra will call guys out and meet. leave me alone. pangseh me. dammit. always like that one. then i also don't know tomorrow want to wear what. everytime go out with them, all my clothes, all combinations of shirt and pants they see before liao. walao. sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so sian can! rain rain rain. nice. i'll prefer rain than the scourching afternoon sun which makes my room feel like an oven. the walls will get warm, and eventually HOT. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so bored bored bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;fate ah? )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114742190630123187?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114742190630123187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114742190630123187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-vesak-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114735471026337465</id><published>2006-05-11T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:38:30.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;got a break in between exams. monday was social studies paper and mother tongue paper 1. SS WAS SCREWED, I REPEAT, TOTALLY SCREWED. hahaha! its damned bad. MT paper 1 was okay i suppose, only thing is that i wrote too much introduction for my essay. wrote three pages, first pages was ALL introduction. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tuesday was emath paper 1 and history. lost 15 marks in paper one, left blank. urrgh. then guess what? HISTORY WAS SCREWED EVEN WORSE THAN SOCIAL STUDIES! WHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wednesday was chemistry and POA. chemistry was alright, i did study for it. but POA. SAD CASE. even though the questions were the same as the revision paper miss wong gave, i couldn't do a single question. darned. i should have listened in class. bet miss wong is going to cry in her pillow when she marks the papers. i'll suggest to the class to buy tissue paper for her, in case she comes into the class and cry, then find out the she don't have tissue paper, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thursday, that is, today, i had physics and art. physics was abit worse than chemistry, or not the same. now, ART. three hours doesn't seem enough! i worked from the first minute to the last minute. i got it done but its damned messy. and a funny incident happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;time left was 5 minutes. i'm left with only the geisha's face to paint. i painted the face white. then due to the lack of time and shortage of intelligence, i painted the red lips right away. i didn't know that suck a tragedy would hapen. the mouth of the geisha smudged, and it looked as if the geisha had a swollen lip/extremely thick lips/didn't know how to put in make up. when i saw this i was laughing to myself. but i quickly dried the masterpiece with a piece of tissue paper and painted the face all over again. this time i ran to the hair dryer and dried the face first then i went back and painted the lips. PHEW. i saved the geisha. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then another tragedy happened. i didn't exactly PAINT the lips. i MADE A BLOB OF PAINT at the mouth of the geisha. so i guessed it wouldn't dry so easily after only a few blows of the hairdryer. but i handed it up, and my geisha probably kissed someone else's paper. OOOPS, i apologise for my geisha. SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so thats all for the week. i'll post again after the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i bet you didn't read what i posted. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114735471026337465?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114735471026337465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114735471026337465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-break-in-between-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114688408678051431</id><published>2006-05-06T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T10:54:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OHMAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;help! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;exams are super near and i am blogging. how cool. i'll deceive myself by telling myself that i am practicing english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've been studying............ very little. how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;last night got a tongue lashing from peifen, again. she kept asking me to study study study lah. i also want to study study study, but i cannot study, don't know how to study. i didn't say DON'T WANT TO STUDY ok. so don't kill me. i want, but don't know how. how? haha. many people also ask me study. so boring. everyone tell me the same thing. urrgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I WANT &lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IN MY LIFE. GEDDIT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114688408678051431?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114688408678051431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114688408678051431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/05/ohman.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114645866324209138</id><published>2006-05-01T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T12:44:23.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay i like my own keyboard.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aloha! today is labour day. actually hor, i dunno what is labour day all about. is it labour as in giving birth? or labour as in doing work? dunno lor. i don't even know what is labour day for or how it originated. i only know that labour day is a holiday and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ITS SYRA'S BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but this woman is very what de lor. after yesterday's incident, i realise that if i want to go out i must go out in the morning, before my mother wakes up, so she can't call me back home. so i woke up this morning at 7.30am to sms her HAPPY BIRTHDAY and ask her if she's free to go out today. she replied me only at 11am plus to say THANKS, NO TODAY NOT FREE. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;never mind lor. sms meow ask her today got celebrate syra birthday anot she reply saying ahe at tuition. never mind lor. peifen online, sent her all the photos we took at NYJC then got a tongue lashing by her, asking me to study. yadayada, its nice of her to remind me that my exams are approaching, in a grumpy note. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but who says i never study? i got study lor, thats why i want to reward myself by going out. haha. BUT, no one wants to go out. very sickening. exams only what, why so kanjiong to study?! not as if u go out for a few hours you will forget everything u studied and lightning will strike you and you will die a terrible death or whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and everyone i ask to go out seems to have pa-kak with each other, to tell me to study when i ask them out. everyone say the same thing. IRRITATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i don't even know what am i typing lah, i just type only. i think everyting i type out contradicts with each other, but who cares lah. no one reads my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i want to change blogskin, but lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love 98.7FM can. i've been listening to it from 7.30am MORNING MUTTONS until Jamie Yeo now. lol. cool man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ARGHHHHH. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeeeeyer, its been so long. but i cannot forget the nights we talked on the phone, the sweeeeeeeeeeet questions you asked me and i gave dumb answers which probably disappointed you. remember "what is the biggest sacrifice you would do for me?"? i replied "i would die for you." you asked again, "then you die liao i how?" i was dumbfounded. but i guess you wouldn't care now if i died.  and the pointless one hour i waited for you to wake up, when i knew that you dozed off halfway through our phone conversation. i didn't want to hang up because i'll feel bad if i hang up the phone on you, and i still hope that you will wake up again so that i can hear your voice once more. but someone hanged up the phone and i went to sleep in disappointment. and  that day you cried in the middle of bedok interchange 'cus you think my life was saddening. yadayada, sweet memories. i also remember the dreadful phone call, which you asked "what if one day i really don't want to talk to you anymore?" i replied that i will die of agony. the next day, i think you want to see me die in agony so you sms me in class and told me you still like that guy, and you only see me as a friend. i think everyone in my class heard my heart shatter, because everyone suddenly went quiet, or its because my brain shut out everything that tried to enter my head. i kept that message for a few days, and everyday i would look at it and my heart will ache for a while. i think of you almost all the time, and i told myself that i will win you over to me, but i also realised that i am not as good as him. each time you tell me that you are reminded of the memories of you and him together my heart will hurt like someone took a drill and drilled a hole in me. well, i guess you really like him alot. but can you imagine your crush telling you how much he likes this girl and this and that? dammit lor. argh. i love you lor you know i love you lor! god damn it why must this kind of things always happen to me? everytime i want to be together with this girl i had to give her up to another guy who is a gazzilion times better than me. dammit. i suck man. darned. maybe i'm just not good enough. i shall enroll myself into a monastry and be a monk. )):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally got all these rubbish off my heart. i hope no one reads it because its damned malu one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114645866324209138?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114645866324209138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114645866324209138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay-i-like-my-own-keyboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114639323166516685</id><published>2006-04-30T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:33:51.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello. its been a week. ((: i'm now at my mother's workplace, using a laptop without a backspace key. you know, i seldom type on laptops so i make alot of mistakes, and someone (or the owner of the laptop, i don't know) pulled out the backspace key button, leaving the rubbery thing down there. if you don't know what i mean, try pulling out the keys on your keyboard now. ((: plus down here the lighting is dim, i can't see a thing........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OH MY HOLY WHATEVER GRACIOUS LALALA BOOOM BAM BAH!! oh my god! at this point of time, the left soft key came off!!leaving the rubbery thing again! but i manage to press it back into its space, so PHEEEEW. its not my laptop okay. hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay where was i? yah, the lights. SUPER DIM! oh wells, its a pub lah. haha. okay, i'll update you with the happenings of the whole week, since i am down here, bored to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, i think nothing exciting happened from monday to wednesday, or if there was i would have forgotten it already, since i can't even remember what i ate yesterday. on thursday, it was the MID-YEAR ENGLISH LANGUAGE PAPER 1 AND 2. i think i didn't do well in that paper. after finishing it i didn't have the &lt;em&gt;yay-i-wrote-a-very-interesting-essay &lt;/em&gt;feeling nor a &lt;em&gt;yay-i-know-how-to-answer -all-the-comprehension-questions &lt;/em&gt;feeling. how cool. flunked english, i wonder what papers i will flunk more. combined humanities? madam mariamah please save me la! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then friday was school as normal, nothing happened. saturday was the happening-iest day in the whole week. it was the NYJC concert! i was invited to perform together with peifen, yuheng, lilian, daphne and vionna as guest performers lor. haha. i did ok for the afternoon concert but my 2nd string broke during the evening's one. lol, whatever, the concert is over. after the afternoon's concert i rushed back to bedok to attend my cousin's wedding, but to my horror, when i reached there everybody had left except for my aunties and peanut jie jie (my another cousin, the younger sister of the one getting married). HOW SHOCKING! if i had known i would not have gone back. argh. THEN YOU KNOW WHAT?! my mother just told me that i missed a photo session with ALL my cousins. arghh. DAMMIT! the whole cousin photo will be complete, if my brother and i were in it. WHAT TO DO, gor is in china for work and i must rush back. %$#%. STUUUUPID. so i stayed until 4 plus then i took bus 24 back to NYJC for the evening concert. after the evening concert i went back to bedok in ding's car. then ate a little with them and went home lor. when i stepped into my house i practically FELL DEAD ON THE FLOOR. SUPER TIRED OK. hahhhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TODAY. its soooooooooooooo not my day. woke up in the late morning and jio-ed junliang out. we agreed to meet at 1.30pm but just when i was going out.. HER MAJESTY CALLED FROM HOME TO ASK ME GO TO HER WORKPLACE TO HELP HER CLEAN UP A ALREADY CLEAN PUB. @%#^&amp;^. waste my time only. so here i am blogging. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lalalala. the blog post very long hor? read until your eyes rot. yay man. anyway i've got a rotten right middle finger. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ROCK ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114639323166516685?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114639323166516685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114639323166516685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114576691684863142</id><published>2006-04-23T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:35:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today is sunday. i got a sore throat and a running nose. worse, syra fly my kite. say want to study today one but she called to day she going out with parents. EVEN WORST, I JIO PPL GO OUT PPL DUN WANT GO OUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AHHHHHH! STUCKED AT HOME ON A SUNDAY?! HOW UNLUCKY CAN I GET. should haven gone to ruan zu. $#^!#%&amp;^!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so here i am wasting my time typing all these rubbish. GOD, HELP ME PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll go roll around the house until my mama wakes up and pester her to take me out, probably shopping. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114576691684863142?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114576691684863142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114576691684863142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-is-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114562791069513079</id><published>2006-04-21T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:01:29.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today is sports day. i helped out, and went home after that. about 2pm lidat syra call me, ask me go school do art. ok lor i go. then go there do nothing. help syra paint then meow bring michael up and &lt;s&gt;let us laugh at them&lt;/s&gt; accompany her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then salahudien go paint syuhaidah's leg and syuhadah go paint salahudien's hand. WHAHAHAHHAHA. damn funny lah that scene. everybody should see that. ((((((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after that went to eat at princess mac. went crazy lah. hahahaha. so fun. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lalalalaness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114562791069513079?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114562791069513079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114562791069513079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114511003898579117</id><published>2006-04-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:07:19.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello. yay blogging is so fun. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday went out with ruanzu people. SUPER-DUPER-ULTRA COOL PEOPLE. haha. loves them loads and loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then after that went to find ah meow syra and syra's cousin. went simei starbucks and drink coffee and talk. haha. then meow need to go home so we all go also lor. haha. i sang super-duper-ultra loud at the bus stop at changi general hospital there. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tmr got ruan zu prac. youth team prac. sian lor. waste time only. ding dun want to teach, read newspaper. then expect me to pay money. no lor. dream on man. BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tmr peifen not going. sharon not going. so many people not going. think only got the two yuying girls, simin and yuheng plus me only. how sad can that get. oh no jielun say maybe going. well, see how lor. SADNESS LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so materialistic. i always lose to the better people. i'm like condemned goods. unwanted and waiting to be destroyed. DAMMIT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114511003898579117?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114511003898579117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114511003898579117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-114493363850354332</id><published>2006-04-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:07:18.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELLO! I'M BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha. its been superduperultra long since i last posted. my com spoil ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;many things have happened lah so i dun want to talk much about those things. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, i hope you people still some and visit my blog ah! hahaha! must tag more ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-114493363850354332?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114493363850354332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/114493363850354332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-im-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113948873761342089</id><published>2006-02-09T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T20:38:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello. today i blog in point form, cus i have to do my art and chemistry project!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- i think that Mrs Sum is very pitiful. cheer up ah cher! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- common test is coming, next monday is EL. OHMYGOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- art is so cool. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;think thats about all la. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do i really like you or what. AH?! wth, GAHH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113948873761342089?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113948873761342089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113948873761342089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113913591059087207</id><published>2006-02-05T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T18:38:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bad BAD &lt;b&gt;BAD&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113913591059087207?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113913591059087207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113913591059087207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-bad-bad-bad-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113818989513002355</id><published>2006-01-25T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T19:51:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm not happy lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DETENTION TMR.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FUCK YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SICKENING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i know i should't be using that word. but i don't care anymore. can't i let out what has been in my head for it has been inside for such a long time? if i had known that i will end up in such a state after i become the chairman i wouldn't have taken up the offer. i wanted to change, but the time is too short. another 5 months i will step down, perhaps still with my shirt tucked out during the ceremony. AHH. WHATEVER LAH. IF U PEOPLE REALLY THINK THAT I AM NOT FIT TO BE THE CHAIRMAN, SACK ME. I SAY, SACK ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i rather go detention than CO. don't know why i have this feeling. maybe CO is more constrained than detention. AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113818989513002355?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113818989513002355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113818989513002355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/01/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113724290473815589</id><published>2006-01-14T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:48:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello! i've not posted for a super long time! very busy lah, homework, CO, and more homework. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ever since i stepped into sec 4, alot of things happened, and alot of responsibilties were piled on me. homework and tests also piled on me la. i organised the sec one CCA bazaar, and it turned out like, crap. i think i suck at public speaking and organising and whatever lah. sian-ded. i want to give up but yet i don't want, cus i know i can make it right someday. &lt;em&gt;someday.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then there were alot of tests. flunked history damn bad. the question was super duper easy. "list down the major events that affected the world from 1914 to 1945 in chronological order. [20]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i got 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but ms wong was nice. the highest mark for my class was 10, so she made that the full mark and every one scored twice better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i still got a F9. AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i passed chemistry. 17.5/30. not good, but i dun have to go for remedial on tues and thurs. yay! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, enough about school. =) the coming chinese new year CO performance will be exciting! why? i won't tell you! find out for yourself! people who know please don't tell anyone! =) thanks a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to go thailand. ahh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113724290473815589?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113724290473815589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113724290473815589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-ive-not-posted-for-super-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113613092324635351</id><published>2006-01-01T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:55:23.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wtf. i just change the date then the whole post gone. it must be that cursed pimple's fault. bring me bad luck only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well, that post was nth much, only what i did at my mom's workplace and my new year resolutions. and i wish everyone a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only. wtf, its gone. its a hell long page can? wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, tuesday start school liao, and my homework also not touched yet, i cannot find the math and chemistry worksheet lah. ohman thats great can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then i don't know lah i now not in the exact good mood so i think i'll just post this lor. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113613092324635351?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113613092324635351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113613092324635351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2006/01/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113596049249039928</id><published>2005-12-31T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T12:13:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello! hahaha today went to school early in the morning to clean the stupid small school. i mean, u see from outside is very big lah, but the classroom kansilang small can! don't know there got so much empty space for what sia. make space for bigger classroom lah! walao! super stingy. then clean clean clean lor. ronnie hugged me again to disturb meow again lor. walao. hahaha. then clean clean clean again then slack downstairs at the kansilang super even smaller classroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then 9.45am dismiss, went downstairs to meet CO members and go CO room clean up again. so many things to do, then alot of people also never come. so we do all the things lor. then smashed my toe when moving the table. walao damn pain until now my toe still don't have feelings. then went out to buy strings, lunch and then come back paint banner. so fun. painted my whole hand green. then that peifee extra one lor. she for nothing call herself holy. ohman. holy one will get angry with her. haha. good luck peifee! or rather, eefiep. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we washed up then went to eat at princess mac lor. we like one bunch of monkeys in there. hahaha. mister wong's (i must set example, must call him this) nickname at home is a stupid name lah. we all thought it would be something like, ah long, or longlong (?), or weilongy (?!). but actually its AH WEI. ohman. hahaha. my parents call me lao gao kia or eh (!) one lor. or sometimes call me wei (!!) or oi (..). maybe sometimes also got ah bert. want to know how it came about? LONG LONG LONG LONG time ago, my parents actually decided to call me ALBERT. then they told my grandma, and my hokkien speaking grandma went calling me ah bird instead of albert. BUT, luckily, i lived to today without a christian name! but sometimes my parents also call me ah bert lor. hahaha. but whats worse? my brother's nickname is ah ding. eew, reminds me of &lt;s&gt;the china witch&lt;/s&gt; ding lao shi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha oops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we went home lor. haha. tomorrow is new year eve leh, but no one date me. sian-ded. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ps: anyone got spare phone to lend me? my mom lost hers. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113596049249039928?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113596049249039928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113596049249039928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-hahaha-today-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113584057194256459</id><published>2005-12-29T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:16:11.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay, quiz time. min                                                                   ru (she wants space remember?) asked me to do one. ahh. i always thought that tags are nice things. so here goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rules of the game : post 5 weird and random facts about yourself, then at the end list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this. don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" on their blog and ask them to read yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1) i love smashing people with charsiew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2) i don't have green apparels except for that student leader t-shirt which is too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3) i have a double decker bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4) i will do my holidays homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5) i am taking my O levels in 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;random enough? all no link with each other one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;next five person to do this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1) gnoriuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2) ylime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3) iuhnaiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4) nuaxib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5) iqiep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yay. done! ok, i go slack more then maybe later do homework! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113584057194256459?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113584057194256459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113584057194256459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay-quiz-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113577369506178687</id><published>2005-12-28T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:41:35.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello everyone! i so long never post liao, cus i very busy you know. i went to ruanzu chalet mah. it was about 8pm when i reach there, then there got quite many people lor. haha. then we got bbq lah, den after that we went inside and slack. played games, ate tidbits and it was rather fun and happening lah. haha. then i went home in the morning and walked dog. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then i came home yesterday night lor. actually it was said that the chalet will last to this morning one, but since last night no one wants to stay overnight so we checked out lor. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we did cool things in there man. laughed like crazy, mini pillow fights, kickings, punchings, bitching, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today is wednesday, that means holidays still left about half a week. SIAN-ED. i haven't do any holiday homework yet lor. but i know got what homework liao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) physics TYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) e math worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) chem past year paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) read chinese story book, ye che aka night car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks to fadhilah who told me the homework. =) but i don't feel like doing man. AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well, 2006 is approaching, and that means i will be sec 4 next year and i will be taking O levels next year also. scary man. i must start studying &lt;em&gt;soon&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. well, &lt;em&gt;soon&lt;/em&gt;, you know, &lt;em&gt;soon&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok lah, i go slack liao, or not next year no time to slack. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113577369506178687?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113577369506178687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113577369506178687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-everyone-i-so-long-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113534978058193666</id><published>2005-12-23T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:56:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello everyone! i dedicate this post to everyone out there! happy holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yay i'm going out on sunday whooots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ylime is subdued last night! PEACE OUT PEOPLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;^-^V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113534978058193666?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113534978058193666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113534978058193666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-hello-everyone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113526916060461588</id><published>2005-12-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:39:23.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello people. i've got something to declare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YLIME aka EMILY IS A TYRANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she forces words into my mouth! but its okay, i saved the day! (as usual) i smashed her with my charsiew made of elmo meat. cus i dun want to waste the flesh after skinning him for elmo skin. so i got the famous charsiew-maker to make it into a charsiew. i didn't know how powerful the charsiew was, so i tried it on my neighbour, the elephant. one smack and he died instantly and now i can smell his rotting trunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;maybe i shall get the famous charsiew-maker to make him into a charsiew. ok, i'll skin him later. elephant skin, anyone? i've got my own elmo skin. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so, back to ylime. ylime is more tough, after i smashed her she wont retreat but instead she retaliated, so i smashed her again and again, and she ran away without her left leg. (irony can. no leg run what. but &lt;em&gt;who cares&lt;/em&gt;.) then she returned with a handful of taogehs, trying to kill me with those white and yellow THING. eew. i stuffed two charsiew buns into her eye sockets and some alfafa scrubs into her mouth, gave her a blind-man's stick and a &lt;s&gt;bible. (give her bible like abit no link leh.)&lt;/s&gt; sutra. (she asked for one. &lt;em&gt;amitabah.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY GOD BLESS HER.&lt;/strong&gt; she is such a poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but who cares?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAVED THE DAY, AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, its getting ridiculous. as i blog now she wants to give me ronnie goh's thigh, mr ow's undies and mdm lim's bra. things are getting out of hand. &lt;em&gt;WAY&lt;/em&gt; out of hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*whips out charsiew again!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;check out the next episode of - ENCOUNTER WITH TYRANTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113526916060461588?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113526916060461588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113526916060461588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113517787584714408</id><published>2005-12-21T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T23:12:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELLO &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i changed the background colour! haha. isn't it cool. i changed it to make my &lt;strong&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; letters stand out! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sianded. sadded. no one ask me go out. hahaha. AT MOST, i at home watch TV shows. they look exciting on TV commercials! haha. is pink nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yay i love green. =) i've officially &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;added&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GREEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as one of my favourite colours, other than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORANGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;okay, some baby blue? i can hear qianhui screaming in delight now. haha. ehh, i these few days at home read that chinese story book lor. no life at all. everyday at home rot. bahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;elmo colour. haha. ok lah, nothing to blog about liao. haha. tell u all something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELMO IS DEAD. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113517787584714408?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113517787584714408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113517787584714408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-i-changed-background-colour-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113500638027549422</id><published>2005-12-19T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:36:27.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am angry. FURIOUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and sad. hais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY HANDPHONE SCREEN HAS A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCRATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't ask me why its purple. red and blue mixed together u get purple right? DO YOU HAVE BRAINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh wells. so sad! it has a scratch ok! ARGH. its a SCRATCH! ON THE SCREEN! so terrible hor? ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, just now went to watch chicken little with william at TM. saw so many people! the movie so cool. haha. i like the lump of hair. orange ok! hahaha. den after the movie we went walk walk den we went home and he lent me his ruan. whoots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OKAY~ i dun have things to blogged about already. hmm, yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CO ROCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=) qianhui -&gt; i hope i can get earn the respect of the people soon? hmm. AH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113500638027549422?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113500638027549422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113500638027549422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113489517767794088</id><published>2005-12-18T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T16:39:37.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i forgot to say this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CO ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha. it sure does ok! AND..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm dying cus i ate my dog's saliva just now. i shared ice cream with it. ohman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113489517767794088?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113489517767794088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113489517767794088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-forgot-to-say-this-co-rocks-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113474848915383497</id><published>2005-12-16T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:56:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll post in green, the HOLY colour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i went to the CO chalet on wed, and whoops. so fun. came back today and slept from 12pm to 8pm, and now my eyes are heavy. for 48 hours i only slept 3.5 hours! cool eh. haha. fun fun fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;alot of fun things happen lor. on the ceremony so scary, i no speech! hahaha. paiseh until like dunno how. den nvm lo, most seniors nv stay overnight, only audrina and huimin. so on the first night we played cards den talked lor. me and qianhui went snoring awake and i snored into people's ears. hahahaha! then crapped with peifen. elmo. haha. she slept with my elmo skin lor! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then after that, we went to find xiaolong and yongxiong at the rocks, at the sea there. talked lor den crapped alot. waved to airplanes! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so the sun rised, AND ITS A NEW DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;started the day with playing BLUFF, with WASABI. the loser will eat a spoonful of it. hahaha. i lost once, mr wong lost once, yongxiong lost twice and audrina lost once. hahaha. audrina was happily rejoicing that she did not lose, then when she did she ate the wasabi, and couldnt take it. SORE LOSER sher went to spit it out. hahahaha. then due to the commotion, miss sim woke up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so went to eat breakfast with miss sim, miss annabel ho, mr wong, mr tan and yongxiong. they forced us to eat chweekuey. haha. THEN! i learnt how to POP STRAWS! cool eh! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so we went back, then we played frisbee! mr wong, miss sim, yongxiong, me, and peifen played together on the empty grass space infront of our chalet. miss sim is elegant can! hahahaha. then they miss sim and mr tan left, miss annabel ho were showing them the VOODOO GAME. i told them upteen times that the game is satanic and you will get possessed. dumb people dun listen to me and get possessed. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we grew bored, and played the fruit game whatever name game after miss ho left. WHAHAHAHA. jiajuin was LG plasma flatscreen television.. BAHH. cant remember. but i remember brandless TV and Coco Lee. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then mr wong and me thought of some LAME AND STUPID but FUN games to play. that toilet paper game lasted for, erm, 5 seconds? then ok we played ultimate frisbee. haha. i didnt win. aww. well, after that we went to buy dinner. pizzas and mashed potato. whoots! den we slacked lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;in the night we had a bonding session, and we had to copy out 20 pieces of that redundant thing mr wong wants us to have. i helped and then fell asleep on the paper. half an hour later i woke up and the job was done, so i went to bathe cus i canot tahan. BLOODSHOT EYES! i washed my face and then refreshed myself, and i am ready to have fun again. so we had the meeting and things grew erm, scary. k la dun talk abt the thing. saddening and infuriating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after that went to play frisbee again, and then, *REJOICE* MR WONG BATHED. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so afterthat they became sian of the TV, and yongxiong told this ping pong ball story. ok, quite interesting. lasted for 10 minutes and it was meaningless. i felt like smashing him with a piece of charsiew. so i went mad and then hahaha. it became happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was there talking abt the green ping pong balls that bring you good luck, and you should put them under your bed yadda yadda, and noticed huirong has green toe nails, green shoes, green shorts and green top. heh. she is the holy one. hahaha. somemore the chalet has green walls and green pillars. holy place! outside the chalet had grass and trees! holy land. i am her holy friend! then we went ard crapping hahaha. then i thought huirong had bad breath so i offered some holy chew-ing gum (Ho Lee Chew-ing gum). WHAHAHAHAHAA. then it was 6am liao lor, i saw dom on the bed and beside him was another bed. so i thought, its empty. the next minute i realised that i am on the bed, and someone switched off the lights and closed the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i woke up at 9.30am and asked mr wong what time are we checking out. he said 10.30 so i sat down and ate. (abit no link) then i packed my things and we were leaving! help mr wong to carry things and hailed a cab, and i left with him. went to his block there, help him leave things on the something u find under every block of flats, and went back to the cab and headed home! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i reached home at 11.30am and slept. and now my eyelids are heavy. ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xiaxue won the award!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113474848915383497?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113474848915383497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113474848915383497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-post-in-green-holy-colour-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113418717932573632</id><published>2005-12-10T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T11:59:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello people! today i'm feeling abnormal, so i'll post in orange. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vote for &lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/a&gt; for the best asian blog award &lt;a href="http://weblogawards.org/2005/12/best_asian_blog.php"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm a loyal reader of xiaxue's blog! haha. go vote huh. u can vote once every 24 hours. i've been voting since last week. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay. updates! i haven't been posting recently and thus, my blog is quite dead. but i am here to save the day! don't worry k! haha. tmr the ruansters are going to jurong birdpark! but then i very the sian leh, dunno want to go anot. lethargic. but hanging out with that crazy bunch is cool. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;holidays is so cool lah. i slack slack everyday never study at all. HOW. when next year starts i will panic like hell one lah. urgh. everyday sleep at 1am or 2am. wake up 11am or 12nn or 1pm. wth. today i wake up at 11.30 lor, wake up liao den bring dog go downstairs pee pee den come up play com. SEE. hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;breakfast also nv eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yah by the way..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;CAN SOME ONE TELL ME WHAT HOMEWORK DO I HAVE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;omFg. i dun even noe! HELP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113418717932573632?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113418717932573632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113418717932573632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-people-today-im-feeling-abnormal.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113370924740922007</id><published>2005-12-04T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:14:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! ruan zu has stopped practice until next yr! hoho. nth to blog abt cus i stay at home these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me who you are mr/miss anonymous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers! peace out! ^-^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113370924740922007?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113370924740922007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113370924740922007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-ruan-zu-has-stopped-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113335578896419544</id><published>2005-11-30T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:04:41.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohoho ni men hao! i've got nth to do lah, everyone on msn is in either busy or away or be right back(but they never come back) mode. so i decided to blog! hais. so sian. show u all a random photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/1600/DSC01039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/320/DSC01039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dog and ruan. RANDOM? hahaha. no link at all. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: those people who has photos taken on the two performances day PLEASE send them to me! hohohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113335578896419544?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113335578896419544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113335578896419544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/hohoho-ni-men-hao-ive-got-nth-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113327036081464070</id><published>2005-11-30T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:20:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos! haha. ITS OVER yay. the performances all over liao. sunday's concert was cool man. bestest concert. then monday's concert, erm, the highlight wasnt us, it was the china people, so its also a success! they played so well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sunday's concert there was buffet dinner, so we ate. then after that chen cheng found some instruments that were left behind and not brought to NAFA for monday's concert so we kan jiong lor. den we brought everything to the cargo space, but its locked den the jimmy also canot find. but heng heng i saw a bus waiting for us, but no one knows that there is a bus fetching us, so we loaded everything up the bus and contacted ms ding and sent everything to ning yong's place. while on the bus we went crazy man. hahahaha. rachel and me never fails to get SUPER HIGH, and as a result everyone was high and took out their cameras and go crazy snapping. WHAHAHAHA. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then monday's concert everyone was tired ah. then we only perform 2 songs so we slack hahahaha. after the concert we went to east coast's thai village seafood restaurant and had supper. it was sponsered. rachel wasnt here for the concert, she went brunei for her cousin's wedding den she came back only for the seafood. WHAHAHA. then out of the blue she got herself high again then EVERYONE was so high, including me. zhang lao shi was also there and he told me that my kao ji pass liao den i got even more high. hahaha. then everyone started snapping photos with the china people cus they will be leaving the next morning. which is today lah hahahaha. den we went home le, shared cab with chencheng and weili. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning actually i can go and see the china people off one, but i so tired ah, canot even move. so i told huimei i canot make it there ah. :D SORRY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon went for CO, den so disappointed cus all bo zheng hu one. ever since i took over, things have been in chaos. HAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i have one more thing to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE RUAN ENSEMBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as in i love the people in ruan ensemble. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank everyone hu has guided me and whatever lah i just wanna thank all of you for adding some MORE happiness into my life! but very sad ah, cus some of you are leaving next year. HAIS. nvm we'll keep in contact ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113327036081464070?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113327036081464070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113327036081464070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/yos-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113300026033756239</id><published>2005-11-27T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:21:53.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey. so sad now. so sway. these few days so sway. hais. so many unlucky things happen. HAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first.&lt;/strong&gt; erhu grading. urgh. zhang lao shi gave me the paper on thursday to tell me that my exam is on saturday. which is today. he haven teach finish guang ming xing, the lian xi qu he oso nv teach me at all. i thursday at ruan zu i so so so worried. canot play ruan properly after stephanie gave me the paper. she so nice come from school to TECC to give me. thanks steph. :D so today i went, and saw the two dizi ppl, xiang le and qiao fang ah i think ah, they are the admin. so coincident. i go there they blur blur look at me. hahaha. and they gave me a chocolate for me to destress. :D thanks. but when i go into the room my mind went blank. i cant remember the score or whatever. but the guang ming xing (marching in the bright) i can remember cus i played it for 2 years le, BUT THEN. i screwed it up, it ended up as hei an li you gun you pa(crawling and rolling in the dark). HAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second.&lt;/strong&gt; something so dramatic. urgh. how. should i say or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i shan't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;third.&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow is the performance le. monday still have. so many performance. hahaha. i like lah. but no good cus so many practises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fourth.&lt;/strong&gt; chen cheng and everyone is so fed up with ms ding. ms ding kept saying that the commitee never do anything at all, all she do herself one. but ms ding nv see the commitee doing work. everytime during lunch or dinner or whatever i am always keeping quiet, cus the ppl are talking abt the work that they are going to do and they are doing it. ms ding nv see them do lor! today, i went to tecc after my grading to find that prac has ended very early cus ms ding want us to rest. den i went up to find william and the backstage crew ppl waitng to move instruments. so i go put down my things and help lor. then HOR! ms ding suddenly say something. if chencheng heard this i think he will slap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WO MEN DE TUAN ZHANG ZHE YI CI ZHEN DE SHI ZHI LE. TA SHE ME DOU MEI YOU ZUO DAO, SHE ME DONG XI DOU SHI WO ZAI ZUO NI ZHI DAO MA? TA JING TIAN YOU MEI YOU LAI, MING TIAN YOU MEI YOU CHONG ZHE BIAN ZOU, TA MING TIAN YAO ZAI ZE LI FU ZE DE NI ZHI DAO MA? WO ZHEN DE HEN SHENG QI."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(our chairman this time really nv do his part. he hasn't done anything, while i am doing everything. and he isn't here today, by right he should be leaving from tecc tomorrow cus he has to take charge you know? i very angry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113300026033756239?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113300026033756239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113300026033756239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113256092863602940</id><published>2005-11-22T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:15:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont ask me why i never blog for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE ASK ME TO BLOG. readers please thank minru. she asked me to blog, OR ELSE I WONT. WHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay alot of things happened since sec 2 LTDC. i went for my Chinese Orchestra Leadership Training Camp. fun ah know lots of ppl there. learnt conducting from Major Tay Soon Huat. haha funny guy canot speak proper english. whahaha. felt so guilty when people came and teach us how to take care of instruments. i had never cleaned my erhu or gaohu since SYF. so i cleaned last night! polished and clean like hell to get all the song xiang off my qin. tedious work. in the end got some vegetable oil in my eyes cus i go and rub my eye when lubricating the strings and making my qin SHINE. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT of ruan zu practice. ARGH! WHY THAT WOMAN LIDAT! she thinks that now is holidays ah, student very free one! RUBBISH! i am a god damned sec 3 you know! i am in the last class and alot of remedials are scheduled for me! i have to go back to school for lessons also you know! HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that every student is like her son ah, nth to do one only play ping pong. WTF is wrong with her child ah whahahaa so no life one. then she keep on scolding ppl lah, HUH den push everything to the ruan zu commitee to do, make until their head so big! chencheng go so fed up with her yesterday can, she say RUAN ZU DE ZHI WEI SHE ME DOU BU ZUO! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. maybe i am not in the position to say all these, cus i not ruan zu commitee. :D but! WHY MUST SHE BE LIDAT. argh. stuff ping pong balls up her ass. bahh. WHAHAHAHA. that'll hurt. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her lunch also must ask ppl buy for her. she think she very big ah. want us to respect her she must respect us first ma. how can treat us like her slaves. she thinks she being a teacher she can order students ard. TIMES HAVE CHANGED YOU OLD FASHIONED WOMAN. out dated. enuf abt her la! makes my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i still have alot of pracs to go for, but i want to skip some so i must think of some excuses. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113256092863602940?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113256092863602940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113256092863602940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-ask-me-why-i-never-blog-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113179046914563546</id><published>2005-11-13T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:14:29.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo! so tired i just camp back from sec 2 LTDC. very fun camp la. but also very sad cus is my last camp with my batch's SL. also very happy cus the camp was fun. also disappointed cus SL's standard is going down. i thought my batch was worst already until i saw this new batch. haha. okay. i'm going to sleep! i took lots of photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113179046914563546?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113179046914563546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113179046914563546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo-so-tired-i-just-camp-back-from-sec.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113135890061574476</id><published>2005-11-07T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:12:03.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! today went school for filming. i am like a super lucky guy lah. i only walk walk walk den many dangerous things happen ard me but nv kena until me. heng lah. haha. then after filming i went to meet jingyu, we go bugis buy erhu strings, n i go buy conductor's baton. bought one made in china one, $10. hahaha damn budget. haha. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113135890061574476?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113135890061574476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113135890061574476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello-today-went-school-for-filming.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113128793647655613</id><published>2005-11-07T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:38:56.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a happening day! let me tell you abt my whole day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to meet ruan zu ppl at 8.15am for breakfast, i woke up at 7am, thinking that i will not be late. but who knows i do my hair until 8.30am den i go until there 9am le. no breakfast lor. den prac that time like xin bu zai yan lidat. dunno why, and i feel that i am beginning to dislike ms ding more and more. she's beginning to be arrogant and unreasonable. whatever. i left at 1pm cus i am meeting junliang at 1.30pm. but who knows he is still sleeping at 1.25pm, so we met at 2.10pm instead, i went to cheers and bought some drinks and things to eat lor. den we went bugis walk walk, den he meet this guy that his uncle ask to meet then take things from him, den we decided to walk to raffles city to take mrt to raffles place to meet huirong for the concert. on the way to raffles city we went to national library and we like sua ku lah. haha. he damn paiseh when i say very loud "DUN NEED TO SCARED PPL KNOW WE NEVER COME HERE BEFORE ONE!" haha. then we walk walk walk den notice that LIBRARY GOT NO BOOKS?! ridiculous. we went out lor den walked to raffles city den walk walk, den there got car exhibition ma, den i shout from upstairs to the car there "STOP TOUCHING MY CAR". muahaha. he damn lao kui when go out with me. he oso lah in the mrt when we going to bugis we talk so loud den he cross leg oso offend that stupid old man. hahaha. yah then he said he wanted to play dota with thiamseng lah, and scared i angry cus pang seh me. but i nevermind one lah i know he won't be interested in the concert so i oso never angry lah. so i went to meet huirong and zhilin. i was late so they went to VCH and wait for me lor. then we went up to the concert hall. WHAT THE HELL. GAN SI LANG ALOT OF OLD PEOPLE CAN?! then saw zhen lao shi, she sit beside zhilin. she so cute hahaha. then the concert hor, WALAO. DISGUSTING. LOUSY CO AND BARKING CHOIR. we left in the interval. then when we got to the mrt station, I REALISED THAT I DROPPED MY WALLET! WHAT THE HELL. i told them and then they so nice, say wanna wait for me to go back VCH and find my wallet. i faster run back to VCH lor, den outside the auditorium zhen lao shi and some sec 2 students were there hoilding my wallet. zhen lao shi say i face green green den gimme my wallet. i see then no have EZ link card no have any money. i shocked lah i keep asking WHERES MY MONEY WHERES MY MONEY! haha. then it happened that the EZ link card was misplaced in my wallet and my money was with zhen lao shi. hahaha. THANK GOD I HAVE SUCH A KIND TEACHER! phew. i thanked her alot alot lah and then run back to meet huirong and zhilin, on the way i bought an ice cream to cool myself down. haha. then huirong me and zhilin took the mrt den we dunno where to go lor. decided for SOOOOO long then we said we would go tampines to eat. okay! we came up with a decision leh! not bad! we went long john's and zhilin accused me of staring at her while eating. RUBBISH. then we went CS and took neos. hahaha. funny shit. zhilin so bad la go laugh at &lt;em&gt;that photo&lt;/em&gt;. then we went to TM and den go toilet den after that we went home lor cus zhilin need to go. then disturbed peiboon at the mac whahaha. funny. then huirong took mrt, so me n zhilin took 67 together. had fun lah we called each other ben dans and i made her laugh like crazy. when its time for me to alight i pressed the bell so many times and she kept hitting me ask me to stop. WHAHHAA. funny shit. then reached home lor! hahaha. house downstairs got lion dance. kpkb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show u all photos lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my blue hair! (ps: junliang's hair damn cool lah. :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;part of out neos! haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cool hor? super long post. tmr i still must go to sch cus media lcub ask me go do filming. wth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113128793647655613?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113128793647655613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113128793647655613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-is-happening-day-let-me-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113118594205021786</id><published>2005-11-06T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:45:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yo. no one reads my blog. so sad! hahaha. but nevertheless i am going to entertain myself by blogging n posting photos. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've noticed that my appetite has increased tremendously since holidays started. that day, i went out with my parents and i ate one big plate of GREEN GREEN CHAR KUEY TIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00555.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we didnt notice that it wrote on the sign GREEN GREEN CHAR KUEY TIAO. we only saw that fat uncle frying and i ordered. then when it came momo told the aunty that we didnt order fried vege. the vege were covering the char kuey tiao totally! so i decided to take a pic of it and momo went hiding her face from the grinning aunty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that day, in the morning i woke up with a effing growling stomach. HUNGRY lah. so i made breakfast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;its campbell's cream of mushroom and some bread sticks i made myself! i got a french loaf and i cut it into strips and toasted them! show u all more pics!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i drank the soup,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dipped the bread sticks into the soup and ate them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and they were gone. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then i read the campbell's soup can. it said, serves two and a half. see i told u. after that i went to toast some bread and ate them with peanut butter. i canot live without this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i recently found out that i've got some silly friends. see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some frown while drinking coke,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and some have silly dreams that are impossible to fulfil. in this case this friend wants to be the spokesperson for coca cola.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;they say a dog is a man's best friend. so does it make this guy my best friend? HE POOPED ON MY BED THIS MORNING FOR GOD'S SAKE. but he's a loyal bastard!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and these people take my phone for no reason, took a picture and thanked me by saying "SEND ME".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and some who wants to take a photo and delete it and take again and again until i got fed up and tired of smiling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and some who adore sleeping, but sleep at the wrong place and time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this friend of mine has serious eyebag problems like me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and who would want to take a photo with a giraffe anymore when i took one with a monkey?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i seriously don't know how this guy came into my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;see! silly friends! irritating fools! wonder why papee and momo made me in the first place. to tolerate the nonsense from all these ppl? but nevertheless..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;papee and momo rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/200/DSC00474%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;see! i told you momo rocks. (riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;all these photos are with courtesy from hannyphoony the handphone. my k750i. =) its 2 mega pixel are not there for nothing are they! hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and recently i bought blue temporary hair dye! so check me out in blue hair! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its been a long post! seeya ard!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113118594205021786?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113118594205021786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113118594205021786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113076265926694094</id><published>2005-11-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:33:21.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got this fever since yesterday. urgh. my head seems so heavy and i got 7 ulcers in my throat. my muscle aches oso. could it be dengue? my mom noes abt the fever, and it got so bad last night at 3am that went to shower with the damned icy water. went back to bed feeling damn cold, and i on the air con. i must lower my body temperature mah! this morning i felt ok, so i went to CO. then after CO went to long john, felt worse. STUPID FRIED FOOD. felt feverish again, so i went home! slept immediately i washed up. woke up feeling okay, until now, though head a little heavy lidat. but my throat hurts like hell, cant even swallow saliva. can lah, but pain. like got sea urchins in my throat lidat, slightest movement it will prick me. 0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113076265926694094?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113076265926694094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113076265926694094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/got-this-fever-since-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-113048645852900922</id><published>2005-10-29T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:00:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! today is the last day of school! what a significant day to blog on! wahahaha. got report books also. haha, now i can confirm my overall grades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english - 54&lt;br /&gt;chinese - 60&lt;br /&gt;e maths - 47&lt;br /&gt;science(phy,chem) - 64&lt;br /&gt;combined humanities(ss, hist) - 40&lt;br /&gt;principle of accounts - 67&lt;br /&gt;art and design - 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total - 405/700&lt;br /&gt;percentage - 57.9%&lt;br /&gt;class position - 7/34&lt;br /&gt;level position - 80/195&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 - 22&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 - 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAHA. my aggregates rock man. i got 109 cip points! WOOHOO! $150 put into my pocket! next up on my calendar is SECONDARY TWO LEADERSHIP TRAINING AND DISCIPLINE CAMP! excited lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND! yesterday i was appointed to be the chairman of prssco! cool ah! tingyu is vice chair! yong xiong don feel bad ok, since you are stil in COCM, u still enjoy the privileges! whahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I AM GOING OUT TO PLAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-113048645852900922?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113048645852900922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/113048645852900922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-today-is-last-day-of-school-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112988311120264659</id><published>2005-10-22T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:53:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm, hi! haha. got back all my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english - 54 (overall)&lt;br /&gt;chinese - 60 (overall)&lt;br /&gt;emath - 48 (SA2)&lt;br /&gt;science - 64 (overall)&lt;br /&gt;art - A grade, either A1 or A2 but most likely is A1 for overall, can't remember. 78 (SA2)&lt;br /&gt;poa - 54.5 (SA2)&lt;br /&gt;ch - 34 (SA2). overall confirm fail, think is D7 or E8 lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its like that lor. those i dun noe or dun remember one i nv type. haha. hope i can get promoted, mr goh say everyone will get promoted. BUT, (theres always a but in every case) ms cheng today told us that she will ask abt our A B Cs. A for attitude, she'll ask mr ow. which he confirm will condemn me. B for behavior and i dun wish to talk abt that. =S and C is for consistency, which i confirm will get condemned for emath. hmm. HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shen ah jiu jiu wo ba~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112988311120264659?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112988311120264659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112988311120264659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/erm-hi-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112952519307844276</id><published>2005-10-18T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:59:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damned. i damned scared i can't get promoted. i damned scared i fail eng. damned. mr ronnie say i got a damned 26.5/50 for physics. ms jiang said i managed an damned A1. but what about the god damned eng? damned. who has ms zahira de msn? DAMNED. damned scared. damned. really so damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms zahira pls pls pls don't mark so strict! mrs sum also! pls pls pls pls ah! i so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what has been done canot be undone. alrighty. i'll just go out and play today. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112952519307844276?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112952519307844276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112952519307844276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/damned.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112929595386135663</id><published>2005-10-15T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:21:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY EXAMS FINALLY OVER. ITS SERIOUS THIS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to meet ms tay at eastpoint with meow, den saw mr ow at mrt entrance. he diao me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went starbucks find her, she buy drink. actually wanna eat sake sushi one, but buffet is at 3pm, den we go bk lor. ms tay treat ma. :P her birthday she treat. what has the world turned into. haha. we talked in bk lor. abt all the pets ms tay had. HAD. all of them died before the time they should die. hmm. hahaha. den after window shopping ms tay go meet her BOYFRIEND. big sized lor, meow say not handsome. hmm. WHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to tampines, SAW MDM LIM. i go and talk to her den after that go diff cabin from her. WHAHAHHA. then i went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today early early go sch den sit with the malay girls. haha. took pictures. haha. den exam time. SIANG LITING. so late. make us all wait for her. LEE HONGRUI also. PISS ON U. whahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the phone 2 days ago. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112929595386135663?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112929595386135663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112929595386135663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/yay-exams-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112908615377605726</id><published>2005-10-13T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:02:33.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! exams over! although friday got listening comprehension for chinese, but-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO I LOOK AS IF I CARE?&lt;br /&gt;*moves head right and left*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna play and play until i get back my report book, when i can't play anymore. i'll be grounded. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is ms sabryna tay de birthday. me and meow go celebrate for her. alvin very what de lor. ask him go den he don't want. then only me and meow and ms tay. hmm. ms tay said she'd take us to some place, but where i don't know. haha. i hope it'll be fun! i hope it has nothing that has gotta do with art lah. WHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom said she'd confiscate my phone if she hears it ring again. SORRY MINRU! PLEASE READ THIS. argh. WHY DO PARENTS LIKE TO CONFISCATE PHONES. HUH YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a hair cut yesterday. look like toot. WHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa i so happy liao. no more exams. i'm going to lie on my living room de floor and hao lian to my father that i don't have to study for 3 months anymore. YAY. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112908615377605726?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112908615377605726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112908615377605726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/yay-exams-over-although-friday-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112903048024637332</id><published>2005-10-12T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T19:34:40.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos. its tuesday! just now had my POA paper. omg i think i flunked all my exams. shit. hai. HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am like slacking, when tmr is physics. WHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. stupid radio, with callers speaking cao singlish. WHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAA. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father haven buy me the phone yet. but he is going to. i know he is. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112903048024637332?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112903048024637332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112903048024637332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112874336298644551</id><published>2005-10-09T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T11:49:41.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo. today dun have exams, saturday ma, so i blog. exam start on wed, with social studies and mother tongue paper 1. think i flunked my humanities cus history on thursday was a goner. art too, i had not enough time. yesterday was the worst so far. emath paper 1 DIED. i die the paper die after making me die. shit man. shit man shit. HAIS. so monday de emath paper 2 i must pia until die. i dun care. i at least have to pass this EOY to pass my overall. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now raining leh. i listening to 98.7 den got what beijing song. TWOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm buying the sony ericsson k750i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112874336298644551?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112874336298644551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112874336298644551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/helo.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112818034433411117</id><published>2005-10-02T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:25:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl. hahahaha. show u all smth i drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/320/Image0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cute? took with sher diao ying xiong ZHUAN (yizhuan) de hp den email de. hahahha. bored lah. EOYS coming. eng paper on last friday. passage is abt suicide. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*shrugs and gives a face*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wells. must mug more liao. bye. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112818034433411117?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112818034433411117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112818034433411117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112756307554985767</id><published>2005-09-25T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:57:55.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos. just came back from grandma's house. studied like hell. mama dun let me go out with valerie to her church. so WHAT one. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today oso nth much happen. 3 plus lidat go grandma house celebrate my brother de birthday. smashed cake into his face. HAHA. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i go bathe le. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112756307554985767?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112756307554985767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112756307554985767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/yos.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112747732043410776</id><published>2005-09-24T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:55:26.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo! today is FRIDAY. means 7 more days to EL Paper. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in school, we had a total of 8 periods. 1st period was physics, did some work. 2nd was mother tongue. SLACK. 3rd 4th 5th was eng and combined humans. same teacher. ms zahira nv come. SLACK. recess. after that left 3 periods all art. SLACK. haha. cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went walk walk with dennis at CS. den walk walk walk decided to go home. sian diao liao lor. so came home n found dad at home. ISN'T HE SUPPOSED TO BE AT WORK? he pon work 2 days le. naughty boy. WAHAHHA. then came home play com, play ruan, did nothing related to school. DIE. hais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST STUDY! I WANA GO SEC 4 EXPRESS NEXT YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BUCK UP. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i going out and study. nobody is gonna stop me from studying and more studying. even if i am with other ppl i will isolate myself. I PROMISE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112747732043410776?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112747732043410776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112747732043410776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/helo-today-is-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112721497015011477</id><published>2005-09-21T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:16:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl! changed my blogskin! downloaded this skin of a bear at first, then changed it myself until totally different. i think i m more n more computer savvy. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear the song? its long teng hu yue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, EOY coming, must go and study le. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112721497015011477?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112721497015011477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112721497015011477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-ppl-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112713449694692032</id><published>2005-09-20T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T20:56:48.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl! let me stuff u all with my CONCERT DETAILS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrating 10th Anniversary Concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by : Ding Xiao Yan Ruan Society, Pasir Ris Secondary School, Hwa Chong Institution, Nanyang Girls High School, Coral Secondary School, Ngee Ann Secondary School, Yuying Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are priced at $12. Venue is at Singapore Conference Hall. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MAYBE can use edusave to pay part of it, but it hasn't been confirmed yet. We will be performing quite a number of NEW local productions, like Shi De Song, Ikan Kekek, Singapore Sling, Ma Lai Wu Qu, Mi, Xi Ban Ya Nu Lang. Other songs we have Pai Gu Xiang Long, Ma Yi La Bian Zou Qu, Xi Yu Xing. Guest solo performer is Professor Ning Yong and a few teenage-performers from China.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/320/floorplan%28CH1%29.gif" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you buy the tickets from me, you'll be seated at the three rows i boxed. THATS THE PERFECT PLACE TO SEE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haa-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who want the tickets please tell me. THANKS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112713449694692032?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112713449694692032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112713449694692032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-ppl-let-me-stuff-u-all-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112693121000543439</id><published>2005-09-18T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T12:26:50.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i m back! last few days very busy lor, so nv blog. today i free le, so i blog lah. (rubbish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night i went to perform at wan qing yuan, or the Sun Yat Sen Memorial Hall with tecc ruan ensemble ppl. there were twelve performers, and we rocked the place. (yeah rite.) after we performed MOON RIVER, got ppl come to stage there n say we were very professional lah, played a western song on a chinese instrument. and said that we were good. yay. ding also said that we were good. YAY. so happy &lt;em&gt;lah. &lt;/em&gt;then after that we changed and we went to walk around the place n eat! lots of free food! had ice cream, juices etc etc. got things like sushi, those conveyer belts de lor. still got e chef down there. haha. then buffet lah what ever also have. haha. after that we went home lor. shared cab with minru peiru and shinyi. they going simei den i bedok shun lu mah. den fell asleep on e taxi. haha. then must bring the da ruan home lor. haha, dad was shocked when i knocked the door with e ruan. fell asleep almost immediately i stepped into e house. (CRAP. i bathed n walked my dog then slept.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112693121000543439?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112693121000543439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112693121000543439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-i-m-back-last-few-days-very-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112670121210523426</id><published>2005-09-15T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:33:32.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i so long nv blog le. so thought of blogging tonight. erm, show u all something first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/1600/my%20finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/320/my%20finger.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. i pierced my finger.put on benjamin's ear ring. cool? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i stayed back in school for "art". RITE. me and alvin walked ard amusing ppl ard e school with our lame actions and jokes. which we ourselves laughed like mad over it. them we settled down in library reading magazines feeling sleepy then went TM walk walk then decided to go home. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112670121210523426?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112670121210523426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112670121210523426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112632099746318385</id><published>2005-09-11T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T10:56:37.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aloha. good morning. hao zao shang. called ppl the whole morning, cus of ruan matters. but in the end they still have to go for tmr's tecc prac cus ding will be bringin a few ruans from her hse n they can use tecc's new ruans. then called all sectional leaders to tell them monday mus stay back for stock checking wadeva crap. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new way of typing. thought of reducing one dot after each sentence. make me "sound" so dao. i m not ok, i m so not dao. haa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stil sick. oOooOOoOhHhhH. going to see Mr.Doc later with marther. haa- AhH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news! sgJRT is up again! &lt;a href="http://www.sgjrt.com"&gt;www.sgjrt.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- goo see see! my links there also have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112632099746318385?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112632099746318385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112632099746318385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/aloha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112626913313182248</id><published>2005-09-10T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:32:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!! today is friday!! i nv go anywhere jus go TM do things for mom.. den saw got converse fair.. damned wanna buy the shoes lah.. den erm nth much lor.. YA!! GOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to starhub to do things.. den i dunno how i drop my mama's watch there lor, cus i oso need to change the batteries for her lor.. then i go until e watch shop le den found out i lost it.. faster run to starhub n saw on e floor lor.. den after that i go back e watch shop den change batteru\ies le wanna check wad time.. den GUESS WHAT? i lost my phone also!! e watch and phone was in e same pocket.. sian 1/2.. faster run back.. then told e person i lost my phone in there.. den she ask me my phone what model den wad colour.. den i got it back.. YAY.. haha.. heng lor.. hahahahaha.. god blessED me.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that came back home did holiday homework.. eng tys n phy tys.. den after that so giddy can? den like feverish lidat so i ate panadol lor den until now stil headache.. dunno tmr can go out with val anot lor.. she ask me go church lor.. den i said ok de.. but sick leh how? erm i sms her lor.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW BLOG SKIN NICE MA?! ms meow say not artistic.. she do silkscreen still dare to talk so much.. =X haha!! k lah ciaos!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112626913313182248?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112626913313182248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112626913313182248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-today-is-friday-i-nv-go-anywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112618483117215395</id><published>2005-09-09T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:07:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo.. i blog second time today le.. haha.. came back from CO at evening.. FULL of glitter!! haha.. idiots-.. wad lor.. make me so shiny.. haha.. hey show u all smth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1282/1270/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paka days~ hais.. so memorable.. haha.. this pic was taken by yumei when we were leaving trengganu with e rest of the 30 student leaders.. so nice lor we go there play.. haha.. den sunburn until like worse than salted fishes.. but fun la.. learn alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints* i m so not going to wake up &lt;em&gt;lah.. &lt;/em&gt;ahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112618483117215395?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112618483117215395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112618483117215395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/halo.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112614628412498383</id><published>2005-09-09T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:24:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!! haha.. today is THURSDAY, that means hlidays left 3 days.. SIAN~ ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i later got CO lor, so now i go see blogskins, n change den after that can go le!! wooooooohooooooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112614628412498383?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112614628412498383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112614628412498383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112583777679490182</id><published>2005-09-05T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T20:42:56.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>li ho!! (ni hao in hokkien) how r u? haha.. kkae let me faster start on my story today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went to ruan ensemble.. quite fun, cus da ruan alot of ppl.. haha.. den alot ppl nv come.. den got new costume, guys de is like those sinseh from china.. expected de n girls de is like.. eew.. everyone say v ugly.. n e material v lousy.. den ding decided to change supplier.. :D ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we prac prac prac den ding ask me go perform at wan qing yuan next next friday.. 16th sept.. cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after that went study at e mac downstairs tecc with shihui.. haha.. nv stusy much, talk talk talk den eat eat eat.. haha.. waste money.. if i had known o would have gone to library.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lor thats all.. :D ENJOY LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112583777679490182?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112583777679490182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112583777679490182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/li-ho-ni-hao-in-hokkien-how-r-u-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112573941926269348</id><published>2005-09-04T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T17:23:39.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone.. help ah.. headache.. got fever last nite.. now still abit hot lor.. haha.. but i dun care.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sian today.. walao.. rotted 100% at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok buhbye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112573941926269348?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112573941926269348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112573941926269348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112565829900206945</id><published>2005-09-03T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T18:51:39.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo!! i'm so free!! painted my o level stuffs half way den slept on e floor.. cool ehx? erps.. here is my schedule for next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY : emath extra lesson 9am to 11am, after that maybe go out..&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY : ruan at tecc, 9am to 6pm, cool ma?&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY : free&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY : co, dunno wad time&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY : free&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY : free&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY : free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to book me for any of those days i m free on.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112565829900206945?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112565829900206945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112565829900206945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/09/helo-im-so-free-painted-my-o-level.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112548779265785366</id><published>2005-08-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:29:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone!! haha.. today is teacher's day celebration.. haha.. and ACES DAY.. i danced with ms melinda lim on stage.. student leader ma, no choice.. ppl keep laughin abt me taller den her so much.. den ms lim came up with alot of patterns i dunno one.. haha.. nvm lor.. already dance le.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after that went to hang out with MY DEAR DEAR SENIORS.. haha.. so miss dem lor.. so long nv see them.. haha.. den after that went home ard 4 lor.. haha.. den came home study a while den play com..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to tell ppl erhu sec 3s' :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 20th to 23rd december, there is a overnight xuan yue camp at temasek junior college.. its a leisure camp, no practise, interaction camp lor.. den is $30, got T-shirt lor.. :D pls come tell me u want anot.. pls pls pls show ur support by going.. please.. our section was specially chosen to participate.. so give some face lah.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais, think later i call them up.. urgh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112548779265785366?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112548779265785366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112548779265785366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-everyone-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112531034211466531</id><published>2005-08-29T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T18:12:22.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.. so sickening.. dunno where my file go.. my file with all my worksheets.. ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST AND &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FOUND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transparent file, THICK. dirty. unorganised. belongs to me. lost. u find it, return. rewards? wad u think i will give u? dun think too much. k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian lah!! jus now study physics.. den head explode lor!! sian sian.. den father came home saw my math paper.. i pass leh.. he not happy.. please lor, is like i from sec 1 semester 2 onwards nv pass maths liao lor.. den ca4 n ca5 pass he not happy.. ask me night time study again.. wtf lah.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. so sian.. feel like sleeping.. ya today in class ppl ard me all got names.. i m WANG BA DAN. jieting is CHOU SAN BA. ms meow is QU NI MA DE. yizhuan is LAN JIAO. cool eh? den i got pink eyelids during POA.. ms wong rather pissed.. hahahahaha.. ronnie came our class shout..  shout wad.. only a few ppl nv bring e paper only mah!! dun have to shout de!! den say wad he seperated e fight from 3t9 ppl n joshua ang, hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, now so sian. help..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112531034211466531?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112531034211466531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112531034211466531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112514618224423565</id><published>2005-08-28T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T20:36:22.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!! today is saturday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to malia's place today lor.. den her birthday mah, oh yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYUHAIDAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;canot forgot.. me n val went there tgt, we went to buy prezzie.. i bought a pink n hairy pencil case for malia n a pink cool hp pouch for syu.. nice ma? u all like ma? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den me n val went off early lor, cus she need to go church den i go my mama de pub lor.. went there yesterday, drank alcohol.. 2.5% de.. a few bottles lor.. my mama let de.. so i happy happy lor.. haha.. den did KJ.. ppl wanna sing karaoke i be the "DJ", program the computer lor.. haha.. den clean up e place wadeva lah.. den my shirt n pants stink of cigarette when i came home.. eew.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, nth much lor.. haha.. tmr going real run.. COOLX..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112514618224423565?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112514618224423565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112514618224423565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-today-is-saturday-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112470312407775409</id><published>2005-08-23T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T17:32:04.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harloe.. today is MONDAY.. got monday blues lor.. slept in english lesson.. ate twisties when i woke up.. erm.. den nth much happen leh.. haha..  hmm.. after sch got chem test paper discussion.. den i got 19/30.. haha.. ok lor.. not too bad lah.. expected de lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after school actually going home with yizhuan de.. den i forget den went home with dennis.. hmm.. hahahahahahahahhaha.. yizhuan called me den i nv answer lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah thats abt all lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leg hurts can..?? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112470312407775409?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112470312407775409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112470312407775409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/harloe.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112463268449448415</id><published>2005-08-22T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:58:04.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl.. PLEASE CHEER NOW.. i'll tell u why later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CLAP CLAP CLAP!!* *WOOOOO!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly got killed by a rushing car.. i was rushing to tecc on e morning.. in a blur blur state.. den i crossed e road.. seeing my bus is here, i ran.. i nv notice there was a car coming towards me.. i backed off a few steps n it brushed against me, n i lost my balance n fell on e road.. i scratched my leg n elbow n my tailbone hurts a damned hell lots.. den i rushed to my bus with ppl saying wad why must rush why must rush.. WOULDNT THEY RUSH TOO IF THEY WERE LATE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enuf of that.. den after ruan went home n eat lunch den go out with junliang.. he so transfer money to china for a pair of limited edition nike shoes.. nice nice.. haha.. den he canot remember e price to change to ren min bi, so we went library to go online n check.. $460 ren min bi, $60 US dollar.. den after that went back to e money changer n changed.. went to airport, western union to transfer.. e man asked for sing dollars.. must change back again.. went to airport's money changer n changed money again, from ren min bi to singapore dollars.. sian 1/2.. haha.. den went to burger king lor.. i wasnt that hungry.. den he was v hungry.. he eat mushroom swiss upsize, i eat WHOPPER UPSIZE.. damned.. i was so god damned full can?? he still complain not full.. i cant finish e drink lor.. haha.. den after that we remembered we still had tidbits n drinks bought earlier.. hmm.. no choice, bring home.. haha.. den went to viewing mall at terminal one to slack slack talk talk a while.. den go home liao lor.. haha.. k lah, quite nice lah.. so long nv go out with him le mah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den now at home lor.. shower dat time i screamed can.. so pain.. den put alot of plasters to protect from long pants.. e leg damned pain when pants brushed against lor.. like got ppl use needle brush go n brush ur raw meat lidat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la thats abt all lor.. haha.. seeyah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112463268449448415?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112463268449448415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112463268449448415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-ppl_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112444876569399724</id><published>2005-08-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T18:52:45.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arloes.. now evening le.. jus now stay back for art lor.. den do do do canot finish.. maybe tonite or tmr send to ms tay hse if i finish later.. late one day minus one mark.. sians.. haha.. hope can get A lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tmr got wad healthy lifestyle day at TPJC.. -.- canot blame.. hu ask me want the cip points?? haha.. no choice mah.. hors? $150 leh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den hor, jus now in sch.. ncc walk pass mah.. saw honghui n his juniors lor at e watercooler.. den he down there say wad if alvin go thru half of wad his juniors go thru he will cry ah wadeva ah.. den when wanna go liao dat time i got hit his stomach lah.. play play de mah.. den he fuckingly kan me.. nabeh.. iyah hu cares lah.. *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah gtg.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112444876569399724?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112444876569399724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112444876569399724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/arloes.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112422723725137922</id><published>2005-08-18T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T05:20:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harloe~ guess now wad time? 5.20am!! haha.. i woke up at 4 to go run (nor ruan) at reservoir.. haha.. so weird hor.. dunno leh.. i canot find time to excercise den growing FAT le.. wahahaha.. last time at least got time play bball or swimming or badminton.. now dun have le, cus so many things to do ma.. so thought of going to run in e morning.. phew.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stil got alot of time leh.. i leave home at abt 6am lor.. hmm.. wad can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112422723725137922?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112422723725137922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112422723725137922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/harloe-guess-now-wad-time-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112401566394515748</id><published>2005-08-15T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:34:23.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.. today is sunday.. den morning go ruan.. new song.. called ikan kekek.. in chinese is zhu jia yu.. meaning bamboo 'kiap' fish.. haha.. is ms jaslin jiang give ding lao shi e score de.. wonder whether isit ms jiang de relative or who compose de, cus e composer oso surname is jiang.. haha.. den e song v weird lor.. haha.. nice lah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den ding actually ask me play in shi de song.. is 10 ppl, e song got 10 majors.. wad Ab lah, Db lah, B lah, Gb lah, wadeva funny funny diao oso have.. den ask me play di ruan lor.. but in e end ask wei li play le.. cus too diff.. hahahaha.. heng ah.. or not saturday nite still must go down to tecc to prac this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den jus now hor.. i fell asleep in kitchen lor.. i read book read read read den go kitchen wanna drink.. drink le den fell asleep on e floor.. slept 1 hour, woken up by water dripping on my window!! go out n look up, guess wad? upstairs de ppl washing their wall outside the window with tap lor.. den my school shoes now all wet le.. i shouted den dey stop liao.. school shoes.. hai.. no choice, hairdryer lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah oso nth much hor? bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112401566394515748?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112401566394515748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112401566394515748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112393861209773981</id><published>2005-08-14T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T21:10:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello guys.. afternoon went to meet huirong n sheena.. cus go school.. got performance.. den we meet 1.50pm.. sheena came with baohui at 2.30pm.. we suppose to go sch at 2.45pm.. hmm.. den skip lunch lor.. dunno huirong got hungry until how anot.. i at least on e way to mrt station got eat junks.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. jus now had a performance at festival park with choir.. den.. erps.. so malu.. my score flew away with e wind.. lucky i got memorise score.. haha.. keyang oso.. heng ah.. den keep playing wrong note den.. hahaha.. choir was nice though.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after that went to TM with meizhen.. we go find peiboon.. haha.. den i nv drink anything e whole day lor.. so went mac n bought a large coke.. drunk it in less than 10 mins.. hmm.. den after that go take neoprint with meizhen lor.. den so lame.. we like idiots.. wahaha.. den we go home le.. meizhen tmr got work i got ruan.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk dun disturb me i go msn le..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112393861209773981?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112393861209773981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112393861209773981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112384457563326699</id><published>2005-08-13T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T19:02:55.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>da jia hao!! haha.. banglarr is here to blog again!! haha.. now doing art lor, den decided to take a break den continue.. i love art sia.. haha.. i MUST get more marks than elizabeth aka ms meow.. ms tay say she will give her A1 if she do more.. n ms tay say she will gimme full marks if my work is up to standard.. i m so going to get that.. haha.. WILL I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus now listen to UFM 100.3.. den dey talking abt ghosts ma, cus 7th month.. den got one idiot call n use those scary voice say "ni jing wan you kong ma.." WAHH.. i stunned.. haha.. den hor, jus now suddenly my brother pop out from no where.. haha.. i think i m becoming more n more dan xiao.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, now back to ART.. woots.. fullmarks..................................................................... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112384457563326699?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112384457563326699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112384457563326699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/da-jia-hao-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112359367657730392</id><published>2005-08-10T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:21:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo fellow homosapiens.. haha.. TODAY IS NATIONAL DAY.. actually i m not v excited.. oso nth much hapen.. got ndp to watch.. fell in love with the choir.. hmm.. haha.. so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iyah now v bored lor oso nth much to blog, SEEYAH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112359367657730392?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112359367657730392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112359367657730392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/halo-fellow-homosapiens.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112350267465890919</id><published>2005-08-09T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:04:34.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!! today is national day eve!! hope everyone can enjot hte hols.. haha.. today sch got carnival lo.. den we made a loss.. so idiotic.. farah a stil so confident dat we confirm will make a profit with the candy floss machine n man hired.. 2 hours for $180!! must well go cut throat!! haha, ok let not talk abt the carnival anymore.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today v sian lor.. nth to do.. after the carnival went home with yingshuang.. den HER BUS ACTUALLY CAME BEFORE MINE.. how is that ever possible.. haha.. den reached home.. mom nv cook.. i ate maggi.. den mom went to work, i m left alone.. slept from 2.30 to 5.. den prac ruan.. den dad came home, i went to buy dinner.. den dily daly a while den online!! yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROSSFIRE!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112350267465890919?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112350267465890919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112350267465890919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-today-is-national-day-eve-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112341231786046975</id><published>2005-08-08T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T18:58:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went ruanning this morning.. woke up at 7.30.. felt lethergic.. dun feel like going ruan lor.. cus v sad abt ytd.. haha.. nvm lah.. got experience can le.. hahas.. so in e end i went lor.. all piparians went except huirong n zhilin.. lilian went n left early.. i left the last lor.. haha.. lidat lor.. den came home, study until now den play com now lor.. oso ruanning now.. ding lend me one ZR.. haha.. hmm.. nth much.. i miss crossfire!! I MUST BUY THE SHIRT!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112341231786046975?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112341231786046975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112341231786046975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-ruanning-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112341215549043296</id><published>2005-08-07T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T18:55:55.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daikahou!! haha.. erms.. now wheh late le.. i jus came home from crossfire.. WE WON SECOND!! haha.. got trophy.. iyah, if i hadnt did that silly move.. during the finals, we were against an ALL NCC TEAM from victoria.. valerie jiajuin hirman n faiz die v fast.. left me haven die.. i went berserk n shot all my bullets at ONE guy.. den i was eliminated.. champion dream? *poof* *BOOM* crushed.. =( but nvm mah, we lost to a v powerful group.. all marksmen, according to tiangwei.. haha.. they got training before de, my group not even one person can shoot properly.. haha.. got lah, faiz n hirman good lor, valerie jiajuin n me.. wahahhaa.. 2 CO 1 VB 2 redcross.. nvm loh.. we did our best, at elast we got into the finals.. haha.. got medal n trophy!! love it.. MUACKS.. k lah v late le i go sleep le ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun.. haha.. i love SL.. love A1 n C3.. love u guys.. WAAHHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112341215549043296?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112341215549043296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112341215549043296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/daikahou-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112323830498967752</id><published>2005-08-06T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:38:24.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl!! hahas.. today is friday!! tmr holiday!! but tmr i need to go to e crossfire paintball challenge.. 7.30 meet e rest at small mac.. haha.. rather excited lor.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today oso nth much, did nth during art.. drew henna all over myself den regretted cus canot get rid of it.. oso not all over lah, one small portion of my palm only.. haha.. den painted on my hand.. all for monday's national day celebration.. i m in charge of henna n faice paint, body paint lor.. haha.. cool ma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;henna -$2 for one palm or ankle, $1 for ur name to be written&lt;br /&gt;body/face  paint -$2 for one cheek or forehead, $3 for both cheek. $2 for arm, calves or ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other parts of body, i'll see.. hmm.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby u noe u noe, amo amo amo-&lt;br /&gt;ai qing bu xu yao fan yi-&lt;br /&gt;baby u noe noe, aishiteru yo-&lt;br /&gt;ai qing bu xu yao fan yi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woainees.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112323830498967752?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112323830498967752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112323830498967752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-ppl-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112298562731331696</id><published>2005-08-03T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:27:07.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl!! today is my blog 1 month anniversary!! haha.. erms.. hahas.. today is tuesday!! got CO lor.. den v tired.. haha.. now daddy n mummy all go out le.. dunno go where, so i can slack!! WAHAHHAA.. or not i study de ok.. haha.. erm.. nth much happen lor, so dun think i can type much.. haha.. hmm.. YAY TMR GOT ART.. haha.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112298562731331696?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112298562731331696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112298562731331696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-ppl-today-is-my-blog-1-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112289380319506763</id><published>2005-08-02T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T18:57:38.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl.. haha.. today is monday.. not feeling well, cus i dun like to wake up early n go school.. haha.. if sch can start later i'd love sch man.. haha.. i got monday blues lor.. haha.. erm, think i got monday blue, tuesday blue, wednesday blue, thursday blue, friday blue, saturday no blue, sunday got blue cus morning mus go ruan den mus do hmwk.. hmm.. urgh.. haha.. actually i prefer &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today go sch den wheh sian lor.. ms wong nv come.. den mr kiong down there walk walk walk.. haha.. mr sim apologized after banging e table.. ms meow show attitude den diao him.. haha.. ms tay bought new clothes at iora.. so super aunty.. wahahaha.. den erm.. zahira.. nth much hapen to her today.. wahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah rong i noe ur secret!! emily oso dun be too happy ah!! muahahaha.. make me angry i go post t my blog, tag at ppl's blog!! no lah i not so bad de.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns!! 19 MAY 2006!! THE DA VINCI CODE MOVIE!! MUST WATCH OR NOT DIE BA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. where you? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112289380319506763?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112289380319506763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112289380319506763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112272975918538020</id><published>2005-07-31T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:22:39.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorrie ah alvin.. see i make public apology to u.. heh heh.. nice ma? i love my blogskin can? haha!! i dun wanna put song le lah cus i think e song so sian.. haha.. 2nd post today.. hmm.. ymr got ruan den after that go out with ppl.. hmm.. no money.. dunno daddy got give anot sia.. or not i sian diao liao.. ms meow haven reply my sms.. hmm.. i need money.. HMMM.. anyone can lend me.. hmm..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni zai na li?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112272975918538020?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112272975918538020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112272975918538020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/sorrie-ah-alvin.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112270479405877337</id><published>2005-07-31T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T14:27:14.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed blogskin.. haha.. but blogger wheh lag ah.. dunno y i keep having my old blogskin back.. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112270479405877337?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112270479405877337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112270479405877337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/changed-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112262819829824662</id><published>2005-07-30T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:09:58.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos.. 4 days nv blog le!! haha.. so now i blog lor.. i finish the zahira give de homework liao, den i on com n play lor.. jus now go do denture (false teeth) with my mother.. for her lah not for me.. haha.. she lost hers.. it dropped into the toilet bowl at her work place den auto flushed away.. so lame isit!! haha.. den after that go temple pray for my grandparents lor.. wanna ask my ah ma y she keep coming into my dreams.. but me n my mother cant find their tablet!! oh!! haha.. so we jus went home.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. so tired sia.. sunday mus go tecc ruan again lor.. i m permanant ruanner there liao.. hehehe.. den after that go watch movie with ms meow, ms yezhong, n mr alween lor.. mr banglarr so good rite pei dem go out.. ;) but hor, i dun have money lor.. dunno how liao!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitches n sluts!! haha!! bastards n jerks!! woohoo!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112262819829824662?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112262819829824662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112262819829824662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112229034761591709</id><published>2005-07-26T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:19:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>da jia hao!! haha.. i'm back.. jus finished my art.. ms tay will be soooooo happy.. haha.. [will she?!] hey my song nice ma!! haha.. mouse love dry noodles!! da mi = dry noodles in hokkien.. wahahaha.. my ever-crappy uncle said that during family gathering.. i laughed my lungs out.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today at sch nth much lor.. haha.. as usual i crapped alot, gave teachers AP.. haha.. talking abt AP.. i think our AP teacher - MS JEANNIE WONG hates me.. i always give her AP.. hais.. i think ms zahira hates me too.. she oso got AP.. how nice.. AP ppl all hate each other.. iyah i dun hate dem lah.. haha.. dey r my teachers.. i'm going to be with them for another 1 n a half years.. nice ma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ gave up hopes ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112229034761591709?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112229034761591709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112229034761591709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/da-jia-hao-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112219340405243656</id><published>2005-07-25T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:23:24.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello my friends!! haha.. today is sunday!! i so tired!! i last nite go my aunty de housewarming party.. got ppl shout n scream at majong tiles.. od people sit n discuss about how to eat potato chips.. den all my cousins grow up le.. all working.. talk abt work.. sian.. all got gf got bf le.. haha.. den kept being asked to eat n eat.. n sit straight.. basically its so sian there.. smsed shihuan.. she nv reply me.. smsed eileen.. oso e same.. den fed up.. play with cousin de cat called tigger.. in e end he oso bo chup me.. i down there rot.. walk ard e house den kena asked wat i doing.. so paiseh.. e house oso v small lor.. cant even walk properly ah me.. nearly fall n die in a new house.. den i went home at 2.30 am.. thought that indian taxi uncle was a chinese den i told him to zhuan you [turn right].. mother laughed so loud.. haha.. aunty gave me a radio cum CD player.. listening to radio now.. e antenna reception thing so irritating.. eeyer.. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite slept at 3 am.. den this morning woke up at 7 am to go TECC for ruan.. haha.. so fun.. i love ruanning.. i played diyinruan today.. finally touched it.. but is other ppl de.. ms sim need to go find money to buy one diyin ruan for me.. dunno where she go find.. hais.. haha.. den chen chen v friendly oso.. the other girl 19 yearold de [she told me] oso wheh friendly.. chen chen n me play diyin ruan den she play daruan.. she keep making mistakes den cher keep scolding den she keep laughing den i oso.. den ding laoshi go ask e composer of dispagno sono labella come den add alot of diff things to diyin ruan.. eeyers.. -.- BIG MOUTH AH.. haha.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wheh sleepy.. hey i jus read half a novel n onli slept for few hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huainuren u wheh bad de.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112219340405243656?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112219340405243656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112219340405243656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-my-friends-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112181925332422943</id><published>2005-07-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T08:27:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people!! haha.. i now in com lab 4 in school.. i finish ms zahira de worksheet liao, so i can do wat ever i like!! yay.. more than half a period to slack!! haha.. my fruits of LABOUR.. i do work ok.. haha.. my house com kena virus sia, so i canot blog at home.. SAD!! how!! i oso dunno lah.. i reformat reformat until e com oso canot tahan le lor i think.. haha.. hmm.. kk i update my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i have been appointed by ms ding to play da ruan in her ruan ensemble.. i m e DARUAN SHOUXI!! yay.. haha.. got 2 songs, ma yi la bian zou qu i play daruan.. den xi ban ya nu lang, or spanish lady, or dispagna no labella, i think is spelled lidat lah.. haha.. yah dis song i play diyin ruan.. BUT!! school's diyin ruan spoil le!! qin ma lost liao, den e thing to hook the string broke.. URGH.. so too bad, i play daruan FIRST, wait for my diyin ruan to be bought 1st, den i play diyin ruan.. HEH HEH HEH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later got emath test!! i v scared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah.. erm.. wad have i got to say.. erps.. i cant remember.. nvm.. i WILL blog again!! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112181925332422943?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112181925332422943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112181925332422943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-people-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112098215386182456</id><published>2005-07-11T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:55:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. new blogskin, nice ma? e doll wheh scary ma? haha.. hei nu ren (peiqi) say not nice leh.. song nice ma? wo xiang zi you by.. erm.. i cant rmb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cant wait for CO prac!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112098215386182456?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112098215386182456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112098215386182456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112091896895638583</id><published>2005-07-10T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T22:22:48.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ni men hao!! haha!! i so happy!! peifen jus tell me dat ding lao shi is going to teach me ruan!! i'll be playing diyin ruan in her ruan ensemble!! how nice!! haha!! i so happy!! yay!! wootsie!! so so so looking forward to CO prac le!! i love my ding ah yi!! wahahaha!! n peifen!! I LOVE U!! U ROCK MY WORLD UNTIL EVERYONE DIE, except me, u, n ding ah yi!! WAHAHAHAHA!! no lah not curse other ppl.. =D yay i super super super happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, k enuf of e excitement 1st.. haha.. today i went out with meow n weetao to buy alvin de prezzie.. cus tmr his birthday.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALVIN.. haha.. de after we buy le we go walk walk lor.. den we go take neoprint!! haha.. we took 4 pics den out of 4 i got 2 i point middle finger one.. so vulgar ah me.. got 1 i like alot.. we all look so nice.. haha.. anyway.. den after dat we go e cinema there sit sit lor.. den meow wear skirt canot sit on e floor.. so we must find seats to sit.. den got one ah pek sit dere lor.. den i purposely go n sit beside that ah pek, den purpose sit until v big action den make alot of noise.. den i squeeze my self to let meow sit.. den after that  i ask weetao wanna sit anot v loud.. den dat ah pek go le.. WAHAHAHA.. den we 3 sit tgt!! haha.. muahahaha.. den we take photo with ah meow de phone den after a while my mama call den we go le, meow got meet FRIEND.. wahahhaa.. den me n weetao go take mrt i go home he go play lan.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i very happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112091896895638583?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112091896895638583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112091896895638583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-ni-men-hao-haha-i-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112064607288128871</id><published>2005-07-06T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:34:32.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi da jia hao.. ni hao ma? wo hen hao!! hao ge pee arh~ walao eh.. so tired lor.. den yesterday got e most shocking news in my life.. i m one of e 3 co chairpersons on trial.. only 2 will be chosen to be chairpersons.. v. chairperson will b a sec 2.. how nice.. 2 chairpersons.. wahahaha.. the 3 are.. yongxiong tingyu n me.. jiajuin oso have one, but heard ms soh say jiajuin rejected the offer.. hmm.. maybe he has alot to fo in council? i dunno.. i not council mahh.. iyah.. co chairperson i really no chance de lor.. ms sim wan academic n music n leadership skills all can manage de.. yongxiong hor, see.. student leader, bass de sectional leader, 3e8.. all get A here A dere.. nv get A will die lidat de.. wahh.. tingyu oso.. 3e7, student leader, den so clever somemore.. all oso got A de lorr.. mostly lahh.. hais.. me leh?! 3e4.. canot make it in studies.. fail this fail that.. most impt de all fail.. english n emaths.. highest in art lah, but b3 only.. poa oso deprove like hell, from 100% deprove until b3.. combined humans oso fail.. walao!! how nice rite.. ya la i student leader, but the others all better den me in other aspects lorr.. dis time how to die u tell me.. ms annabel ho say i mus at least improve 2 grades.. 10 marks leh.. hais.. so dun have confident de me.. CANNOT!! I MUST HAVE CONFIDENCE IN MYSELF!! I DONT CARE AHH.. i mus manage my time well n dun spend too much time on com n co, MUST STUDY HARDER, canot say harder lah, cus i nv even work hard in e 1st place.. hmm.. mus try my best!! hais!! MAY GOD BLESS ME LO.. HOW TO DIE?? ahh.. HOW.. tua pek gong can help me ma? guan yin ma leh? ppl.. if u really wan me to be the CO chairperson, pls go to &lt;a href="http://www.guanyinma.com"&gt;www.guanyinma.com&lt;/a&gt;, print e "pray for your friend" joss paper, mus print at least 20 piece, den burn for guanyinma to bless me ok? OK MA? mus go huh.. hais.. or not, can go to &lt;a href="http://www.tuapekgong.org"&gt;www.tuapekgong.org&lt;/a&gt; to pray for me.. go click at e tuapekgong de picture den he will ask u, wad u wan.. u reply lah.. i noe speaking to e computer is abit crazy.. but no choice, mus pray for me.. correct not? haha.. OH NO WAD E HELL M I TALKING ABOUT?! die le.. die le die le.. AHHHH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112064607288128871?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112064607288128871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112064607288128871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hi-da-jia-hao.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112044686274552223</id><published>2005-07-05T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T11:15:55.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl.. i m back!! haha.. today is youth day holiday!! yay!! no sch no sch no sch!! thats the way, ahuh i like it ahuh ahuh.. waahahha!! i love holidays!! (like hu dun like lidat).. erps ok lo.. haha.. later i going to meet alvin yizhuan dey all at bugis!! dunno wear wad leh.. dat day go shopping with mama den bought 1 samuel n kevin white t shirt, one white bossini shirt with buttons de those kind.. den one pink bossini t shirt den one pair of three quarters denim pants.. great singapore sale mah.. e bossini shop like FLOODED lor.. things so so so so so so cheap.. 70% off lor.. must well give free.. waahhaha.. anyway.. think i wear e pink shirt n e threequarters!! haha.. yay.. den wear my black slippers den go buy new slippers den throw away my black slippers!! wootsie!! my mission!! haha.. erm ok.. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i think i m liking my blog more n more everyday!! bwog or blog?? i prefer bwog lehh!! MY BWOG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112044686274552223?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112044686274552223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112044686274552223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-ppl_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112037923219891178</id><published>2005-07-04T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T16:27:12.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WALAO SIAN!! dunno click wad den my WHOLE post *poof* GONE.. HOW NICE RITE!! walaos!! ppl!! DUN EVER USE SLIMBROWSER!! IT SUCKS BIG TIME LOR.. wtf.. pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i try to recall wad i said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i cant rmb, but i can rmb smth!! GO TAG N I'LL BLOG TONITE!! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112037923219891178?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112037923219891178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112037923219891178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/walao-sian-dunno-click-wad-den-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112039441491732027</id><published>2005-07-03T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T20:40:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok yay i m back!! how nice rite!! kk dun crap too much, save some for other days.. wahahaha.. my mom cooked her facourite kind of food, noodles!! i oso like noodles, dunno y.. think cus i ate alot of rice when young.. haha.. tell u all one secret.. in my 2 and a half year of my life in my school.. i NEVER patronised e rice stall b4.. the chinese rice de lah.. e malay de i got.. i dun like plain rice n vege n those dishes lor.. my mom oso can cook.. e malay stall is nasi jagung mah.. corn rice.. my mom not everytime cook de.. k y m i telling u all these.. wahahaha.. hmm.. yah.. my mom de speciality!! fishball noodles, prawn noodles (best in e world) n wadeva noodles, u name it, she can cook.. OH Y M I TELLING U ALL THESE!! doubt u all will be interested lor!! n hor.. got alot of ppl come my house eat le sae my mama de cooking v nice.. k tmr de sun will come out from my ass, cus i m praising my mom.. WAHAHAHA.. it'll hurt alot probably.. wahahhaa.. k, i type so much le, but i feel as if i've nv typed anything.. how nice.. (X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112039441491732027?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112039441491732027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112039441491732027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-yay-i-m-back-how-nice-rite-kk-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135470.post-112032193901412478</id><published>2005-07-02T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:33:05.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps.. my new blog!! cheerios!! probably i wont abandon this blog.. cus i spent so much time with it, jus to make it wat i wan it to look like!! eeyer, blue de, but i like e simplicity!! haha.. why dun haf orange lor.. haha.. if i hapen to change blogskins again means i mus redo wad i have jus done lah? omg help.. haha.. i'll go search for more blogskins!! seeyah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135470-112032193901412478?l=banglarrdestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112032193901412478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135470/posts/default/112032193901412478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banglarrdestory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Naijiew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PUtHiBzzGM/SQPuDpg2SZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/xNmoZ29_MDo/S220/For+blog+1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
