tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74298202011-04-22T09:37:39.876+08:00bleefiednoreply@blogger.comBlogger3411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1128240524597853512005-10-02T16:08:00.000+08:002005-10-02T16:08:44.643+08:00LAST MINUTE THOUGHTS. <br /> <br />now, come to the think of it. <br />I dont wanna go TJ. <br /> <br /> <br />That was the DUMBEST decision ever. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />damn. im like the most dumbest idiot to go. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />now my mom wont let me back out. <br />gah. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />damn <br />i have myself for this <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i hope TJ will be worth the decision. <br />cos if it isnt. <br /> <br /> <br />HAIZ.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112824052459785351?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1126876886080868582005-09-16T21:21:00.000+08:002005-09-16T21:21:26.110+08:00AND ANOTHER SAD THING. <br /> <br /> <br />I DIDNT COME ON TUESDAY AND MISSED THE COUNCIL PHOTO-TAKING. :'(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112687688608086858?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1126874427213047412005-09-16T20:40:00.000+08:002005-09-16T20:40:27.276+08:00YADA. <br /> <br />Been a very hectic week. I feel like eating sleeping pills and sleep. My eyes hurt. My cat's gone a biting machine. I have a pile of maths test paper to complete. <br /> <br /> <br />That's been life for me. Hey, it can't be all bad, right? <br /> <br /> <br />Let's talk about the good things that happened.. If I can remember anything..... <br /> <br />Oh ya. We( HY- he's a girl XD, abel, diy, JL) had lunch just now. Been awhile since we actually did that. XD <br /> <br />AND RECORDING WAS FUNNN!! XD Didya know that Fauzi Moner is a superstar? HEHE. GO WOODLANDS IDOL! XD If there was one. hahahaha. <br />And and and.. Diy's a fantastic DJ and Haidar also. WAHAHA. No no n-- Go Haidar. And Mahadir's a good Muthu. LOL. And me, I'm just a person with squeaky voice. Who apparently got mixed up with a boy. And I was called Girgirl. *ROFLMAO* Girgirl?! WAAAAAAAAHAHA. XD XD It was funny. It didn't turn out that bad. A LOT of blunders. Wahaha. <br /> <br />Then uhh, Oh ya. GM. GM GM GM. Nothing much. What happened afterwards was better lah. Met cikgu for the script. Then she started telling stories (well not exactly stories) but more to you-know-whats-that-starts-with-G. *winks* SHe definitely has loads to tell. WAHAHA. Which makes class VERY interesting. <br /> <br />Ehhhh. On tuesdaaaaay.. Uhhh. Oh ya. I didn't come school. Sakit. That makes the uhh. 4th time I never come to school. Whatever. <br /> <br />MONDAY?! Uh. The day I got sick. Yeh. And I was late. Yeh yeh Mahn. yeh mahn. wahahahahah. And I think I started talking like a jamaican. Yeh Mahn. Wassup Mahn. And also like those mak neneks. Youuuu. And all. XD <br /> <br /> <br />OKAY. <br /> <br />DONCHA WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS HOT LIKE MINE? *points at diy* XD <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />PEACE MAHN!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112687442721304741?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1126705988705009552005-09-14T21:53:00.000+08:002005-09-14T21:53:08.710+08:00i'm sorry for what i wrote previously. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i am sorry if i offended anyone. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i'm just being selfish. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />sorry.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112670598870500955?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1126524849095293692005-09-12T19:34:00.000+08:002005-09-12T19:34:09.650+08:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NAAAFEEESHAH! <br /> <br /> <br />YOU SWEETUMS! <br />WAHAHA. <br />MAY YOUR 13th BIRTHDAY BE THE BEST YET! <br />LOVE =) <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Your present will be a late one. Hope you're reading this =) <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />OOOH. and THANKS salmah and syatirah for that PINK dice keychain. pretty. =)) <br /> <br />I was LATE for school today. Yeh mahn! Wahahaha. Had to run 5 laps. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I am ahving a BAAAAAAAAD headache. Been colouring the uhh. comic strip for lit. Yada. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Oh and uhhhhhh... <br />Had photo taking too jsut now. it was funny. the guys in 2/3 are so... vain XD. WAHAHA. only pete and ben and mahadir were not in the toilets. <br />XD XD <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />other than that. <br />I'm out. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112652484909529369?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1126365906355267832005-09-10T23:25:00.000+08:002005-09-10T23:25:06.416+08:00Boring seh. <br /> <br /> <br />I uhh. painted the walls of my room the whole day. <br />It looks horrible. AIya. What can you expect from me seh? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I'VE GOT A NEW BABY NEPHEW. <br />SO CUTE LAAAA. <br /> <br />He looks like his brother. So cute. <br />Adorable. <br /> <br /> <br />Uhm. Been a long day. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i want to paint on walls. <br />walls <br />walls walls <br /> <br /> <br />damage walls <br />colour <br />draw <br />i suck at that <br />but hey <br /> <br />draw <br />draw <br />draw <br />draw <br />draw <br />dra-- <br /> <br /> <br />paint paint paint paint pai-- <br /> <br />nvm <br />on monday. <br />i shall bring back all my brushes and paints <br /> <br /> <br />then i'll do a PROPER mural in my room <br />well my shared room <br />my brothers keep saying that the room belongs to them <br />brothers. <br />shall wash away the ugly ones now <br />any suggestions on what to draw? <br /> <br /> <br />i'm thinking of HAPPY stuff. <br />my brothers want firey thingers. <br />or maybe some uhh.. <br /> <br /> <br />okay. <br />this is my post for the next few days. <br />i must learn to be a more quiet and discreet person from now on. <br />must learn to be 50% introvert. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />ok. <br />smile. <br />smile. <br />smiled. <br /> <br />smiling..... <br /> <br />and off.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112636590635526783?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1125999006186731532005-09-06T17:30:00.000+08:002005-09-06T17:30:06.250+08:00Bah. <br /> <br />THis blog thing's like dead. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I seriously don't know what to blog. <br /> <br />It's either my life's boring and I have nothing to say. <br /> <br /> <br />Or it's just that there's tooo many things and that I don't know how or where to start. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />WAHAHA. In other words, I just don't make sense. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I feel weird typing on this keyboard. <br /> <br /> <br />Oh and I just realised I haven't relinked or updated people's links. <br />Bleh. Sorry... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />SHall go and uhm. Update on the links thinger. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112599900618673153?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1125982059996132432005-09-06T12:47:00.000+08:002005-09-06T12:47:40.050+08:00Today is TUESDAY. <br /> <br /> <br />2nd day of the week's break. <br />Oh yay. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I woke up at 4. <br />THen drank milk. <br />And went back to sleep. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My cats going nuts. <br />It's like a biting machine wanting to rip of your skin. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I want to go back to sleep. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Whatever. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112598205999613243?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1125912090322592642005-09-05T17:21:00.000+08:002005-09-05T17:21:30.680+08:00Bleh. <br /> <br />I feel so weak nowadays. <br /> <br />Hhahaa. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Feeeeelll soooooooooo tttttttiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeddddddddddddd. <br /> <br /> <br />But I don't feel like sleeping though. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />whee. Fasting month is coming soon. =) <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Hmm. <br />Nothing much. <br />History was -no comments- cos half the time I wasn't paying attention. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />erh. Played Bball. I suck at it. <br /> <br /> <br />And.... <br /> <br /> <br />Yeah. nothing else. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />TOOOODZ.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112591209032259264?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1125804139801046702005-09-04T11:22:00.000+08:002005-09-04T11:22:19.843+08:00THannks u to those who tagged. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Am gonna miss <br />Miss many many things. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Shall not forget Aguides <br />ASC <br />2/3 <br />SCC <br />Andersonians <br />Sec ones <br />Sec 2s.. <br />KMA!!!! ofcourse!! <br /> <br />two three <br />the nice teachers. <br />The FUN malay lessons. <br />The ever so rocking footdrills. Whee <br /> <br />Campfires <br /> <br /> <br />Squats LOL <br /> <br />Complaining about the stupid things we do in school. <br /> <br /> <br />HAizz <br /> <br />Diyanah <br />Huda <br />FAAUZI! <br />Pete <br />YUhuiiii <br />Jie Ling.. <br /> <br /> <br />But hey. <br />I can always visit rite? <br /> <br />And yea. <br />shall make FULL use of term 4... <br /> <br /> <br />=) <br /> <br /> <br />SMILE.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112580413980104670?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1125313069604433892005-08-29T18:57:00.000+08:002005-08-29T18:57:49.773+08:00LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADIDA. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I'm officially going to TJ. Woots. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Okay out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112531306960443389?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1125230590708540082005-08-28T20:03:00.000+08:002005-08-28T20:03:10.750+08:00Ostracized. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />It's retribution. <br />Let me feel the wrath of it. <br />The feeling of lonesome. <br />A single soul <br />Staring at the laughter of company. <br />The words they say. <br />Just don't mean anything no more. <br />Deep down, I know it was insincere. <br />But hey, I'm a human. <br />Who am I to judge? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I shall just be. Bitter. Sour. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Frustration stinks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112523059070854008?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124718712500423902005-08-22T21:51:00.000+08:002005-08-22T21:51:52.500+08:00why is my english sucks? <br /> <br /> <br />why does i still bothered to blogs? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />is I stupid? <br /> <br /> <br />i says easily twice in my post provious. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />we rocks! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112471871250042390?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124718576612636792005-08-22T21:49:00.000+08:002005-08-22T21:49:36.700+08:00I'm taking a break from my.. initial apprehension. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />whatever. <br /> <br />It felt so good smearing the glue all over the torn newspaper. All wet and soggy. Hah. It seems as though I put mud all over those frustrating things. Ya know? <br />And just sticking them together. And pouring all the glue over it. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I suppose my mom's having PMS or something. Or maybe everybody is. Like just now in Math, and that teacher in the library, or that 'discussion' in the bus, or that basketball match. Everyone's like so.. grouchy and stuff. Heh. <br /> <br /> <br />What to do. Guess this is the time of the month where everyone just gets so... easily frustrated with things easily. <br /> <br />Oh pmsy. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />whatever. <br /> <br /> <br />out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112471857661263679?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124710406341930372005-08-22T19:33:00.000+08:002005-08-22T19:33:27.903+08:00I'm mentally sick and tired. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Is being shouted, scolded at worth it? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Is being humiliated in front of many for the right things worth it? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Is it? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Is being so personal an IN thing? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I just don't get it. The people around me. Breathing down my neck. Slowly eating away my patience. Slowly taking advantage of this little being named Izyan. Slowly. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I'm uttering crap. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />All I want to do is just get things done and over with. But when things get personal, I'll get personal also. I just hate it when people get pissed with each other. I just called somebody a f*ng ass* just now. And I regretted saying that. THE MOUTH. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Ah. that jerk is making noise again. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />whatever.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112471040634193037?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124529209162262132005-08-20T17:13:00.000+08:002005-08-20T17:13:31.536+08:00Aiyoyo. <br /> <br /> <br />My arms are ACHING. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />ANd CANOEING wasn't CANOEING. <br /> <br /> <br />It turned out to be KAYAKING. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />AIHYA. All along I thought it was going to be Kayaking. Hahahaha. But oh well. Equally the same. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Kayaked at Camp Christine.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />There were abundant of HUGE lizards.. mostly found inside the kayaks. Freaked us out alot. <br />Imagine something crawling when you're in it. HAHAHA. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Kayaked from jetty to jetty. Then it rained. Oh ya, I took singles. Wheeeeeeeeeee. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />The sky was overcast. Like really daaark and all. One side of the sky was covered with heavy rain clouds and the other was bright and sunny. And then the wind turned chilly. And it RAAAINNED! SO NICE!! hahaha. We were still in our kayaks, with no skirts covering the cockpit. hahaha. Only 3 of us(wei ching, bernice and I) took singles. Hahaha. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Actually we were supposed to kayak to this small island offshore. But turns out there were some firing going on.. so cannot. hahahaha. <br /> <br /> <br />My hands are stiff and aching. Bleh. Kayaked too much. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I don't mind taking kayaking as a CCA. If there was. <br />Cos kayaking rocks! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Finally disembarked. Had to carry them boats up again. Mr Gaz caught 2 king crabs. <br />He said it can be eaten. Hahaha. And then he showed us sea snails of some sort. Also can be eaten. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I'm tired. <br />BLEH. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />YADA. outies.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112452920916226213?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124450089262426062005-08-19T19:14:00.000+08:002005-08-19T19:14:49.310+08:00SO TODAY. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I PASSED D&T. WOOTS. <br /> <br /> <br />AIYA. term 3 this time good lah. so the happy. alhamdulillah. <br /> <br />Except for SCIENCE that is. Oh well. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My father come back from australia already. yay yay. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Mr Tan marks funny. I think he give marks follow mood. SHould see the way he does it. <br /> <br />He looks at your work. Then gives you the mark. And he give got pattern one. <br /> <br /> <br />So let's just say.. <br />A got 8/10 <br />then.. <br /> <br /> <br />B will get 7/10 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />C will get 6/10 <br /> <br />. <br />. <br />. <br /> <br />Funny rite? <br />hHAHAHA XD <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I didn't go for guides. <br />Had to go to Temasek Acad. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />JASWIN GOT INTERVIEW. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />AND GUESS WHAT? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />SHE GOT IN!!! woooooots. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Now to make the rightful decision. <br />JENG JENG JENG. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I was stupid lah. I brought the form but never submit. Talk about dumb. DUMB! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Ehh yeah. <br />Other then that. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />CANOEING TOMORROW! YAHOO. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />YADA. Outies<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112445008926242606?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124370834181017532005-08-18T21:13:00.000+08:002005-08-18T21:13:54.270+08:00SO... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Today was.. how I'd say, EVENTFUL. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Let's just say our Project Presentation was a.. well.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I guess ours was the longest? Whatever. Glad it's over. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />But.. Aiya. Nevermind. We were interupted quite a number of times. Well almost every time lah. <br />Whatever. Just find it irritating. <br /> <br /> <br /><em>APE TU?</em> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><em>Don't you wish your <u>boyfriend</u> was hot like <u>mine</u>?</em> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Hahaha. TAlk about crazy. <br /> <br /> <br />Ehh. I FINALLY went for third language today. What an achievement. <br /> <br /> <br />Other then that. <br />I've nothing else to talk about. Just that I sat on the bus for almost 2 fricking hours just now. My butt is sore. What to do. From one end of Singapore to another. Hahahaha. <br /> <br /> <br />Aiya. <br /> <br />Whatever.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112437083418101753?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124193158638459382005-08-16T19:52:00.000+08:002005-08-16T19:52:38.700+08:00I just realised something. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I need the toilet but the toilet seems so far. Ok whatever. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Science was funny. Don't know. Ms Ong was being all.. "Diyanah can I kill you?" "Izyan why so long? Go market ah?" and stuff. Wah. Finally she's joking. Okay. Maybe she did joked with us once or twice. But yeah, kinda like her nowadays. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />OOH! Now I know what to talk about. <br /> <br />Lunched with Hong Yu and Diy yesterday at KFC. <br />Haven't lunched for a long time with them. <br />Funny funny people. Sad lah they all won't read this. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />OHHHH MY. SHOOTING STARS LATER. MUST.WATCH. <br /> <br />TAUFIK BATISAH!! <br /> <br /> <br />I scored so low for my frickin Lit work. 14/25?! AH. <br />Ok maybe mine deserved that mark. But DIYanah's? Hers was so frickin nice lah. Sheeeesh. She should've deserved a higher mark. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />YAY. There's Malay tomorrow. Somthing I can look forward to. And PE also. AIya. Shuttle run leh. Don't waaaant. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I guess <s>she</s> found out that something went missing. And now <s>everybody</s>'s acting as though nothing happened and some were even <s>helping</s> her find out who the culprit was. Figures.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112419315863845938?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124176346219578112005-08-16T15:12:00.000+08:002005-08-16T15:12:26.266+08:00HAHA <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />supposed to go 3rd lang. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Skipped again. Tsk. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Let's see..... <br />4 weeks already lah. Hehh. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Shall go this thurs. I'm so irresponisble. Oh well. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Shall go off and uhm.. Do stuff. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i'm out-<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112417634621957811?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124100918444550122005-08-15T18:15:00.000+08:002005-08-15T18:15:18.443+08:00TO SUBMIT OR NOT TO? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />JENG JENG JENG.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112410091844455012?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124100724352442392005-08-15T18:12:00.000+08:002005-08-15T18:12:04.413+08:00i just realised. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i'd be losing a whole lot of things once i leave. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />*reminds myself not to sound as though I'm going to die* <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />the friends i have <br />the friendliness of people <br />the great company <br />kwanmeland <br />council <br />guides <br />those juniors <br />other andersonians <br />and other people who play a part in my life as an andersonian <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i actually cannot believe that I'm leaving sucha great life as an andersonian <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i hate myself for this.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112410072435244239?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124097809484166372005-08-15T17:23:00.000+08:002005-08-15T17:23:30.326+08:00I FAILED SCIENCE <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Pathetic. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I passed math so nicely but failed science terribly. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />TYPICAL MAN. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />TSCHK.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112409780948416637?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1124029743042217922005-08-14T22:29:00.000+08:002005-08-14T22:29:03.086+08:00OHHHOO. <br /> <br /> <br />TODAY HAS BEEN FULL OF.. <br />WELL. <br /> <br /> <br />STUFF.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My father flew off to AUstralia already. So good. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />ECK. yeah. <br /><em>Madrasah</em> was boring. Partly because I was sleepy and the other part because I was a lon-- <br />Nevermind. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My ustaz has loads of funny stories to tell. SOme of which are eye openers. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Other then that. <br />I went to the Starhub thing at Suntec. VERY crowded. And the queue to exchange that scv thing was so loooooooong. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Ehh. yeah. <br />I was ANDgaged in a very ANDriching conversation with my aunt. Which I ANDjoyed alot.. Another EYE OPENER for me. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />What an eventful day. <br /> <br /> <br />I sound so........ <em>wise</em> <br /> <br /> <br />*laughs at self*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112402974304221792?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1123942778685771132005-08-13T22:19:00.000+08:002005-08-13T22:19:38.790+08:00HMM. <br /> <br />Let's just say, today was a stay home saturday. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />And.. <br /> <br /> <br />That.. <br /> <br /> <br />I.. <br /> <br /> <br />Am.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Craving.. <br /> <br /> <br />For.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />CHOCOLATES. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />AHHH!. I want chocolates, badly. CHOCOLATESSSSSSSSSSS! <br /> <br /> <br />okay. nevermind. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />The tent downstairs is making so much noise. Hahaha. I like. <br />Hougang's fairly quiet. So these kinda things really makes me happy. The nightlife here's kinda rare. As in, Hougang's really quiet at night. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My brother's waiting for the comp. <br />So long... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />=)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112394277868577113?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1123931679235369742005-08-13T19:14:00.000+08:002005-08-13T19:14:39.240+08:00YAAY! <br /> <br />A new template for my broken down blog which I thought of closing down but in the end I decided not to but just leave it as it is and will update if i have the mood to or something to talk about. <br /> <br />Sorry for the font colours. Can't really see them properly. <br /> <br />What to do. <br />White, black and PEEEENK are my favourites. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My accomplishments for TODAY- <br /> <br /> <br />I slept. <br />Slept. <br />and... <br />SLept some more. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />How about that. <br /> <br />Need to catch up on my sleep. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I'm still groggy and sleepy. <br />Talk about working overtime. <br /> <br /> <br />Oh well. <br />Happy doing whatever you people who happen to be reading my blog are doing. <br /> <br /> <br />THIS WAY UP. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112393167923536974?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1123670010819427692005-08-10T18:27:00.000+08:002005-08-10T18:33:30.823+08:00I know I haven't updated for a long time. <br /><br />Wednesday.<br />Exactly a week ago.<br /><br />Let's just say a lot of things happened.<br />and I don't know where to start. <br />Let alone end.<br /><br />SINGAPORE IS 40! YAY!<br />and fireworks are PRETTY. <br /><br />anddd...<br /><br /><br />GATest is the weirdest test I ever sat for. Next to personality tests that is. HAHA.<br />SQUARES AND SHAPES AND SHADES.<br />And TA's Math test is a killer =X<br /><br />and also...<br />Just got to say that...<br /><br /><br />Maybe I won't be seeing andersonians next year.<br /><br />Maybe I will.<br /><br />Now the BIIIIG decision must be made.<br /><br /><br />WAHAHAHA. <br /><br /><br />SOOO...<br /><br /><br />yeah.<br /><br /><br />Anddddd....<br /><br /><br />I MET MR. A ON SUNDAY. HE'S IN NPCC.<br />Ok. Most probably no one would know who MR A is..<br />AND HE IS IN NPCC!!! *SCREAMS<br /><br /><br /><br />Oh well. What more can I say.<br />I'm crazy as ever.<br /><br />Or that's what I think.<br /><br /><br />BUT STILL!<br />IT'S MR A.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em>Oh when the saints come marching in..</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112367001081942769?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1123062706917928392005-08-03T17:51:00.000+08:002005-08-03T17:51:46.973+08:00I got in. <br /> <br />Then now another dilemma. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Haiz. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><em>when 1 faded <br />the others will be lost <br />united we stand <br />divided we fall <br />nothing matter more <br />than 1 good fren gone</em> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Hehh. =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112306270691792839?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1122981568724011952005-08-02T19:19:00.000+08:002005-08-02T19:19:28.760+08:00What's HAPPENING?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112298156872401195?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1122903720439316142005-08-01T21:42:00.000+08:002005-08-01T21:42:00.470+08:00TOday was the funnest day ever. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Hehehe. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Sat for the dreaded SSI paper. Where I had a horrible headache. So I couldn't really make out what I wrote. Let alone understanding the question. hahaha. Typical. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Uhhhh. Then after school. Headed to YCK stadium for 2.4 run. Very confusing lah. Had to count rounds for the runners. Missed quite a few people. Hehh. Thank goodness they're understanding. Still, I don't like that duty. heheheh. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Patricia's a good counter though. hahaha. I barely can't cope with 10 persons. Hehh. We took 2/2. Halim came in first. In 9 minutes. Fuyooo. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Then it was 2/3's turn.. Jeng Jeng Jeng. THis year not bad ah. I ran one round. Then got tired. heh heh. <br />Got moral support from people. Haha. That really helped alot. LOLS. thanks u. <br /> <br /> <br />Came in at 16 54. I PAAAAAAAASSSED! I PAAAAAAAAASSED! Rejoice. Rejoice. Hahahahaha <br />A better timing than last year some more! Wheee. Happy happy. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />THen I felt so giddy. hahaha. HAiyoh. So I sat down and stared. LOLS. Was about to go home when Subeer called saying Kumaran's coming over. LOL. <br />So waited for him. THen he finally came and we all debated on where we wanted to go. He wanted to treat us Macs. Then decided to go.. SWENSEN'S!!! WHEEEE. <br /> <br /> <br />That was about to be the funniest thing ever. LOLL. Laughed a whole lot on the train. Chun Siang + Subeer + Kumaran = HAHAHAHAHAA. And not forgetting me. <br />Gila people. LOLLL. <br /> <br /> <br />Ordered the Earthquake ice ceram. HAHAHA. It was nice maaan. Thanks u kumaran. Erm. We started crapping about I have no idea what. Until we came to the subject of CHEEEEKENS. HAHHAA. and Kind Treavina or something. HAHAHA. Damn funny laaaah. LOL. We were laughing the whole time. Half the time we didn't know what we were laughing at. <br /> <br /> <br />CHEEKENITES ROCK! LOL. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />HAHAHA. Fun bunch of crazy people. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />"Hey.Your child is from Anderson right? Ehh. Isn't that a grp of andersonians?" <br /> <br /> <br />"CHEEEEEKEN!" <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />WAHAHAHA. <br /> <br /> <br />SOrry. =X <br />Doesnt make sense right? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />LOL <br /> <br />OHH. TOmorrow's ENGLISH PAPER. WHOOPEE. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. I SO HAPPY =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112290372043931614?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1122809486923508042005-07-31T19:31:00.000+08:002005-07-31T19:31:26.950+08:00I know I'm supposed to be studying right now. <br /> <br /> <br />A forbidden thing to do. Blogging. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I suddenly feel like sleeping. Must be that thing I ate. Some kind of capsule thing. *shrugs* Makes me feel weak inside. <br /> <br /> <br /><em>If I go.. Nobody will know</em> <br /> <br /> <br />I like that phrase. FOr some odd reason. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I can't get anything into my head. I'm still at chapter 5. Not even half way through the chapter. I can't understand history. The book is dead boring. I DO NOT like this history book. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I can fall asleep reading this. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Mental breakdown..? Not yet. And I hope I never will. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />The mood is back to start blogging. I have alot to say. <br /> <br /> <br />There's 2.4 run tomorrow. I keep thinking that it's 1.6.. HAHA! That'd be way way easier lah. <br />I'm probably gonna.. I don't know.. Fail? <br /> <br />MUST.BE.OPTIMISTIC.*reminds self* <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Shall not be sad. THINK.HAPPY.THOUGHTS. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112280948692350804?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1122710819334504412005-07-30T16:06:00.000+08:002005-07-30T16:06:59.366+08:00So i decided to blog. Ok. <br /> <br /> <br />Today I got lost at Suntec. <br /> <br />Met Chun Siang at City Hall then got this guy approach us. <br /> <br />So obnoxious. however u spell it lah. He was explaining us stuff. he was helping collect donations for the unemplyed. i was like, "okaaay.." so i gave him$2. then he kept bugging saying what lah ur boyfriend ah. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I slap your face then you know! idiotic. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />he's doing CIP. Still can say stuff like these man. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Met kumaran. Gave him the form. Hehh. <br />Must thank kumaran many many. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />When Chun Siang left, I walked through the City Link. <br />I was looking for a dustbin. Just like the other time, I couldn't find one. So I went up and saw a whole load of policemen/army men around. I got scared cos i started wondering what they were doing there. Then I remembered Chun Siang mentioning that tonight there's Pre-preview tonight. hahaha. And then I walked aimlessly to find the nearest bus stop.. Hahaa. I couldn't find one until Ir eached capitol building thing. Took a familiar bus. I was already lost by then. hahahahahaa. STupid. THen the bus stop at this junction. What I saw next was totally cool. hahaha. One after another, big big army trucks passed by. REAL NICE LAH. I WANNA GO NDParade!!!! AHHH. It's so fricking nice. Bleh <br /> <br /> <br />I ended up at Chinatown. Then took NEL all the way home. <br />SO taht was my day. Hahahahah. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112271081933450441?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121935422458562642005-07-21T16:43:00.000+08:002005-07-21T16:43:42.463+08:00Ok. <br /> <br />Decided to do it. <br /> <br />I'm going to close this blog. <br /> <br /> <br />Haha. <br /> <br />Toodles! <br /> <br />And Happy birthday to this blog. <br />It's already a year old! <br /> <br />YAY! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Good bye blog. For now. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112193542245856264?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121670645796821942005-07-18T15:09:00.000+08:002005-07-18T15:10:45.796+08:00hahhaa.<br /><br />This template looks lame. lol..<br /><br />hahahahaa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112167064579682194?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121668011689565912005-07-18T14:26:00.000+08:002005-07-18T14:26:51.723+08:00Gah. <br /> <br /> <br />I'm now at home. <br /> <br /> <br />Didn't go to school. hehh. Down with fever.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Had a very hectic weekend. <br /> <br /> <br />Campfire.... <br />It was sad cos we had to have it in the canteen. So much for the preperation. I'd be in tears if it wasn't for the great success in the end. Hehh. <br />Nonetheless, had fun. LOL. <br /> <br /> <br />Sunday was cool. Went to religious class in the morning. Then went to Anderson. LOOOLL. <br /> <br />Had to go support the Sec 4s at Mediacorp Studios. <br /> <br />they got into THE NATIONAL SCIENCE CHALLENGE 2005 quater finals. <br /> <br /> <br />it's so coool!! <br />Hahaha. <br /> <br />TIM(this thai guy) was the host. LOOLL. we even had to practise clapping! Which was funny. <br /> <br /> <br />LOLL. the host was really entertaining. He played the guitar. He speaks well man. LOOLL. <br /> <br />AND HE CAN SING!!! hahahaa. so cooll lar. Not to mention.. He was dancing. LOOLL. so cute! hahahhha. <br /> <br />OH OH. and there was this machine which sold SANDWICHES! how cool is that? <br /> <br /> <br />HAhhhh. Then there was this camera thing hovering over Ronald's head. hahahahhaa. So funny. <br /> <br /> <br />I WANNA BE A CAMERA<s>MAN</s>WOMAN!!!! wheee.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />anderson lost though. But it was a good competition. Hehh. Cos we got the highest points for the 2nd round. =] <br />"..sounds have vibrations.." hehe. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />i'm out- <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Oh Oh. talk about dumb. This woman called and <em>forced</em> my aunt to buy this product thing which costs 70 bucks. considering that my aunt is the submissive type, she agreed. and now have to pay 70 bucks. then i called the fella again. she said cannot cancel order. then said some other things like the product's is going to be limited. dunno what crap lah. sheesh. I never really bothered to answer to this kind of calls. They'll talk you in to buy the stuff no matter what it takes. sheesh. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />oh whatever.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112166801168956591?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121432404545627552005-07-15T21:00:00.000+08:002005-07-15T21:00:04.573+08:00I just realised how sad I always sound whenever I post. <br /> <br />Let's sound happy. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Today has been yet another eventful day. What with the preperation and the dance. <br /> <br />And and and and.. Ma'am liked it(dance)! Or at least that was what she said. Nonetheless, she said it was nice. And I'm very very very very glad. I thought she would scrape it off or something. Phew. I'm happy happy. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />And I have to memorize 2 dances. TWO! hehehe. <br />Pro man. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I feel so.. happy. Finally something that we put in a lot of time and effort pulled through. Hee. SO proud of the dancers. happy happy. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Tomorrow's the campfire. Whee. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />AHhw. Sadly, today was Desmond's last day with 2/3. He has to go back to NVSS next week. Hehh. I bet somebody will miss him alot. *sinister laugh* <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I'm tired. <br />I'm out-<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112143240454562755?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121350718487756482005-07-14T22:18:00.000+08:002005-07-14T22:18:41.123+08:00I asked my mom for her opinion. <br /> <br /> <br />And she said, It's up to me to decide. <br /> <br /> <br />I asked my aunt for her opinion. <br /> <br /> <br />And she said, she'd be proud of me if I make it. <br /> <br /> <br />Now that I thought of it. <br />Leaving my familiar teritory is easy. <br />But receiving a new one is a tough one. <br />But the worst effect that will happen to me is.. well.. <br /> <br />To miss my friends. Badly. <br /> <br /> <br />Aih. I know it's getting tougher staying at where I am now. What with the situation I am in. Nothing's going to stay the same. One minute everything's happy happy. The next thing you know, some unhappy individual messes your day up. <br /> <br /> <br />It's just sad, isn't it? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Mothers have instincts. And their instincts are very accurate. I got a taste for going against her instincts. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Stop thinking about these trivial matters Izyan. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Snap out of it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112135071848775648?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121339012646033642005-07-14T19:03:00.000+08:002005-07-14T19:03:32.676+08:00Been a rough day. <br /> <br />We were thrashed again in class. This time by who? A teacher. It hurts really. But I guess it is true. We do suck. <br /> <br />I feel ashamed for some reason. I mean, they put in all their <s>shit</s> heart when they were in our positions.. And now we can't even keep up the good name. <br /> <br />And yes, we suck. <br /> <br />But.. Haiz. I don't know. I felt sad 'cos.. It was said in front of the whole class. And being the <em>fragile</em> *pukes* person I am.. I practically cried. Ok so I did. <br /> <br />I've been hearing a whole load of this nowadays. and.. I.MUST.GET.USED.TO.IT. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Sad. Simply sad. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><em>I'm so confused.</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112133901264603364?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121263062449556582005-07-13T21:49:00.000+08:002005-07-13T21:57:42.453+08:00I got my math ppr back today.<br /><br />hahahaha. failed!!<br />dah agak daaahh..<br /><br />Shall work hard. Must work hard. <br /><br />Hmmm. I'M SO HAPPY FOR THE DANCERS! We finally did it! 3 cheers for us. *beams*<br />Saturday's our big day aGuiders! Yeah. <br /><br />It's been a tiring week so far. I must start mugging. For what? I don't know.<br /><br />I jogged today. Erm. Must.Pass.2.4. I flopped my sit and reach. Gah. It was a 36. Must do better for the rest of the 4 items. <br /><br />And the 2.4.. AHhhhh. Brings back memories. Why do I keep getting stitches? PAIN.PAIN.PAIN.<br /><br />Went jogging today. Whee. An accomplishment like no other.<br />Happy Happy.<br /><br /><br />hahahaha.<br />this new template looks kinda plain.<br />SHall do something with it. =P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112126306244955658?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121088441340265652005-07-11T21:27:00.000+08:002005-07-11T21:27:21.340+08:00i.hate.that.j.word.period.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112108844134026565?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1121088032783236682005-07-11T21:20:00.000+08:002005-07-11T21:20:33.503+08:00treat others they way you want to be treated. <br /> <br />Ahhh. I've been rather confused lately. <br />What with that thing and this other thing. Oh and that other thing which bothers me much. <br /> <br /> <br />My thoughts have been full of angst and frustration. And full of unsatisfaction(? is that the word?) I regret at the things I didn't do to stand up for myself. Which is SAD really. <br /> <br />Cikgu made a point today. And I agree with her. <br />Blogs are a place for people, like me, to express myself. <br /> <br />And so, here goes.. <br /> <br />Then I received a phone call today. Ok not me. But my friend's phone. So I answered it. And got a big fat scolding. GAH. Over what? That stupid dance thing. Like HELLO? It's not easy to come up with a dance without any help. And you go babbling on the phone asking us to teach you guys when we have yet to perfect the dance. And what that made me really GAH was they didn't even turn up and dare to call over the phone to complain about -- <br /> <br />Know what? There is no point for me to vent my anger here. Gah. It's just frustrating. <br /> <br />Then there was that other thing during one of the meetings. <br /> <br />I regret not standing up for myself. It's just so frustrating once I think about it. Why did I just let them step on my head and -- <br />Yeah. Get my point right? <br /> <br />Then there was this other thing. <br /> <br />About treating others. Imagine being humiliated in class for no apparent reason. How'd I feel? Frustrated, again. <br />I've been forced to see such things nowadays. Makes me sad. I mean, shooting harsh comments in class. What could be more worst than that? <br /> <br />Simply frustrating. <br /> <br />Gah. That's about it. <br /> <br />Now to think about that other issue. Hahaha. Should I stay or should I goo.......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112108803278323668?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1120980738412144262005-07-10T15:32:00.000+08:002005-07-10T15:32:18.446+08:00<a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/PhotoView.jsp?collid=15750014109&photoid=289720601106&Urefreshkey=1120743001326&refreshkey=1120980333273">MOE LTC 2005</a> <br /> <br /> <br />CAMP PHOTOS!! <br /> <br />This is what that makes the camp memorable..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112098073841214426?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1120654420325204482005-07-06T20:53:00.000+08:002005-07-06T20:53:40.366+08:00Imagine having your <em>friends</em> bad-mouth about what you treasure. <br /> <br />There you are, listening to what they have to say about this thing you like and respect. <br /> <br />Gah. It makes me cry thinking about it. <br /> <br />Although it was not directed to me.. <br />Or maybe it was. But who knows? <br />They just bombard others with what they think of us.. <br />Trying to brainwash them not to make the decision to. <br />And leave me battered by their comments. <br /> <br />HONESTLY. <br /> <br />Why did I just let them spout nonsense? <br /> <br />I should have stood up for my rights. <br /> <br />But did I? No.... <br /> <br />Haiz. I regret not standing up for my own rights. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I shan't continue.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112065442032520448?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1120573540086259112005-07-05T22:25:00.000+08:002005-07-05T22:25:40.130+08:00aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiih. <br /> <br />Put me in a box. Label it FRAGILE. And send it somewhere far. I need a break. <br /> <br /> <br />Heh. I'm being my paranoid self, again. Oh man. It sucks lar. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Ok. Today was ok. Average. Normal. Biasa. <br /> <br />Ape die? <br /> <br />Eck. Other then normal, had Art.Lit <br /> <br />OH OH. Lit was fun. Hahhaha. I'm Kino. =] My wife's Juana. And I have a son Coyotito. =| <br /> <br />I'm going to fail that Math test. Haiz. <br /> <br />And I cut my finger with my pencil during science. <br /> <br />So much for a <em>normal</em> day huh. Eventful as it is. <br /> <br />Not forgetting. I had 3rd language. Which was uhhhh.. comical. <br /> <br />That Acs (I) guy was annoying, as usual. His accent was driving us up the wall.. Down the chimney. Yeah. Nonetheless, the class would be quiet without him around. Hmm. <br /> <br />That's about it. <br /> <br />I'm out-<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112057354008625911?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1120488886739701502005-07-04T22:54:00.000+08:002005-07-04T22:54:46.746+08:00YEAY!<br /><br />I'm SO HAPPY!<br /><br />Today we ACCOMPLISHED so MANY things!<br /><br />Heee.<br />Met up with Keet and Diy at amk stn<br /><br />Hahaha i was late.. as usual.<br /><br />mmm. Went to Toa Payoh. Met pete tOng. <br />Breakfast at Macs. LOOL.<br /><br />Half the time I was laughing. <br /><br />Took 142. We were making a whole load of noise. Hahahahahaha.<br />Walked to Pete's house. His aunt is nice.<br /><br />Went into his room. He switched on the comp and we started playing with ADOBE photoshop. LOOOOL<br /><br /><br />Diyanah had greeen hair.<br />Keetha had Blue hair. Which looked really natural. Heheheh<br />I had pink hair. Erm<br />and pete was a.. blonde.<br /><br />HAHAHAHHAA.<br /><br />Cut the paper and stuff. Went down to buy mahjong paper. <br />Sat at Macs and did the project. LOOOOOOOL.<br /><br />Half the time we were laughing, again. LOOOL.<br /><br />Pete took a video of keetha doing funny stuff. And took loads of her photo. XD<br />Keetha was posing and stuff. Damn cute man. =X =X<br /><br />We exchanged shoes. LOOOOL. Pete was wearing PINK! <br /><br />Finished our newspaper. Then we went to photocopy it. Turns out, it was too big. <br /><br />Went to Toa Payoh again after keet left.<br />Sad. She had to leave early. I missed her already. LOOOOOL.<br /><br />Followed pete go library. Find this book. Turns out to be REALLY thick. Hahahahhaa. Then it happened, Diy poked my neck. Hahahahhaha.<br /><br />My worst nightmare. Hahahahhaa. Then the both of them were at an advantage lah. Haiyoh.<br /><br />So we went around to let time pass. Diy was looking for salmon. hahahhaha. Went to Shop and Save then to Cold Storage.<br /><br />Went our seperate ways after that. Sad.<br /><br />That was the funnest project work I ever had! LOOOL.<br /><br />I went bowling after that. Hahah. Sway man. Never even get a strike. I lost my bowling skills already. LOOOL. although the first time I tried was plain tyco. <br /><br />Okies. That's about it.<br /><br />I'm out- <br /><br /><br />Oh Oh. and check this out!<br /><br />http://the-pearl-pkkid-and-23.blogspot.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112048888673970150?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1120381269117770232005-07-03T17:01:00.000+08:002005-07-03T17:38:47.400+08:00Continue from yesterday's..<br /><br />After the Pasar Payang thing.. We went back up to our rooms.. Waited for our fathers to come back.. Me and Bas were hungry giler already lah. LOL. So we went down and bought instant noodles. hehehe. <br /><br />Lunched. On the way we saw A & W. So I made noise.. Then begged my father go that place. Hahahaha. The rest went to Pasar Payang again. Can't get enough of the place.. All the kids went to A & W and bought CONEY DOGS!! Can't get it in Singapore anymore lor.. Sad seh.<br /><br />Before that we <em>singgah-ed</em> this mosque. Prettyful mosque. It was built on water.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0222.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Prettyful mosque.<br /><br />My father donno do what.. Took him so long to take photo. Then he taught me and Bas a wee bit about photography. All I remembered was.. Composition, Subject then focus then click. Or something like that. <br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0245.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />My father XD<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0247.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Big tummy people.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0249copy.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Syahril posing. Uhm.<br /><br />Went in search for the a & w place. Hahahha. Went round and round. Finally found the place. Then all of us run to the beach lah. LOOOL.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0252.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />The waves..<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0257.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />I like the effect.. Hahahha<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0251.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Name in sand thing.<br /><br />Back to the hotel after that. <br />Coney dog taste good. Sad no pictures of it. LOOOL.<br /><br />We went to that mosque again. To solat Maghrib.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0265.jpg" width="160" length="120"><br /><br />Played with Ilyas. He can run around and around without getting tired man. <br />I miss his.. "PAK LOM!" and "Lexus" and "Shubishi".. The way he says it is really cute.<br /><br />Dinner-ed.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0273.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Stupid XD<br /><br />Was to tired after that. So I just slept. <br /><br />[Tuesday]<br />Go back to Johor........<br />Reached JB at night.<br /><br />We stopped at places on our way back..<br />Stopped at this Batik factory thing. The place looked familiar.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/103_0313.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br /><br /><br /><br />Can't remember much. <br /><br />Stopped at Machap. Then something happened. And we named that stalker Mat Machap. *evil laughter*<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/103_0367.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />HAHAHA.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/103_0365.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Basirah and Syahril. <br /><br />Then Basirah went back to her house. And the rest of us drove back to Kampung..<br />Sleepy.<br /><br />[Wednesday]<br />All I remembered was Abang Madi bought Sushi and Dunkin Donuts and we all ate. Hahahahaha. <br /><br />In the afternoon went to Basirah's house. Stayed there for a night. <br /><br />[THursday]<br />I fell sick in the morning.<br />The kids were busy swimming..<br /><br />Went back to Kampung at night.<br />OHHHHHHHHH. Then it happened.<br />My father stepped on my specs and it broke. ='(<br /><br />SAD. <br /><br />[Friday]<br />Nothing much. Helped around with the preperation. <br /><br />[Saturday]<br />More preperation. More people came. Me and Bas had to wash plates while the guys were lazing around inside watching TV. Tsk tsk tsk. <br /><br />The water supply was cut cos they were using it outside so we had to bathe at a nearby hotel.. Abang Madi booked it earlier. <br /><br />Went back to Kampung and I had high fever. GAAAH. If only I was ok, I could have stayed up the whole night.. Gah. Fever. <br /><br />[Sunday.. THE BIG DAY]<br />Went to the doctor. Blah blah blah.<br /><br />The <em>Majlis</em> was ok lah. Had to give out the doorgifts.. <br />It was heaty that day.. So we felt kind of tired after awhile. <br /><br />Then later in the day.. There was a situation some what like the <em>Mat Machap situation..</em> trying to stalk my cousin. This time was worst for her 'cos he followed her wherever she went. <br /><br />At the end of it.. All except my family and Mak ngah's didn't go back. <br /><br />[Monday]<br />Boring. Nobody was around lor...<br /><br />[Tuesday]<br />Go Kota Tinggi.<br />Angsana.<br /><br />Go home =]<br /><br />Uhm yeah. That's about it. =]]<br /><br />Some pictures..<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/103_0339.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Hariz.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/103_0337.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Look at my brother's hair. =X<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0261copy.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />FEET.<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0210.jpg" width="240" length="320"><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112038126911777023?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1120316301023046202005-07-02T22:58:00.000+08:002005-07-02T23:02:04.220+08:00Erm.<br /><br />It's been a few days since I updated.<br /><br />And I think I should continue with my story..<br /><br />The <em>nikah</em> was nice. Saw our future cousin-in-law.. LOL. She's pretty can?<br />The whole ceremony seemed so short. Along was nervous. hee. Sad. My camera had no batteries lah. Haiyoh. Syahril was busy looking at people. And he kept pointing out this dude lah. Haiyoh. What? Mat Berg or something.<br /><br />And the ceremony went along well.. Alhamdulillah. Then ate and just stood around. Took photos here there. Went back to the hotel. All tired already.<br />Played alot with Hakim. Gah. He's so cute!!! He's cheeks are so chubby. Then my family slept in the living room. LOL. I slept on the couch. <br /><br />[sunday]<br />Woke up in the morning. Bathed. My camera was working by then. Went for breakfast. The food was ok lah. I wasn't hungry so I took photos what I ate.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/101_0126.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />It was cold.<br /><br />Then we went back up to the hotel. Got our bags. And waited at the lobby. Took photos some more. I love photography. <br />Bye bye KL.<br /><br />Followed my cousin's car. ILYAS!!! He's so cute laaaaaar. It was to be a don't-know-how-many-hours journey to KL.<br /><br />ok.. maybe this will take me a long time to finish so I'll just sum it up or something.<br /><br />Reached Kuala Terrengganu around Maghrib(7++)..<br />It was a never ending journey lah. So loooonnggg... We started at aroun 10 like that. Until that time seh. <br />Hahahaha. My cousin's were going, "Are we there yet?" over the walkie talkie. <br /><br />We had to stop at Janda Baik.. Waited for my aunt's friend. LOOOONG wait. Sad seh. The Macs wasn't open..<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/101_0136.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Maaf tiada bekalan elektrik. hmm.<br /><br />I WANT TO GO GENTING!!!! If we were to follow the other road can go to Genting already.. Ahh sad.<br /><br />OH OH. We were a convoy!!! LOL. it's so cool. Hahahaha. Sadly, my far nephew got sick halfway and had to go to the doctors..<br /><br />Then reached this hotel lah. Grand Continental. It faces the sea. Nice view. Can see the sunrise. <br />Dinner-ed at the lobby there.. We were probably the noisiest there.. Hehehehe. <br /><br />and.. ZzZzZzz..<br /><br />[Monday]<br /><br />Went to breakfast at this nearby place. Don't want to mention the name of the cafe. XD<br />Erm. I was looking forward to NASI DAGANG. sad. don't have. <br /><br />After that.. We went to Pasar Payang. The place with loads of fabric stuff.<br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/101_0174.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />Mabuk-ing man. Went around. The aunts bought stuff. The uncles went golfing. Gah. Good bargain. They spent up to a few hundred. LOL.<br /><br />The fun part was the ride back.. We took trishores. Wheee. <br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/eeezyan/102_0206.jpg" width="240" length="320"><br />BECAK!<br /><br /><br />Oh oh. Gots to go. Update again soon =]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-112031630102304620?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119963490841314892005-06-28T20:58:00.000+08:002005-06-28T20:58:10.906+08:00Heeh. <br /> <br />Today was fun. =] <br /> <br />D&T was tiring. So was PE. And science was.. gah-ing. <br /> <br />The food today was nice.. Mee goreng very nice. It's way way wayyy nicer than the malay stall auntie.. <br />Then we bought tickets for the play.. THE CAGE. by the maryiotville? Erm. I don't know how to spell lah.. And they tore the pretty-ful ticket in the end. *sobs* <br /> <br />After school had lunch with some of the Fusionites. Then went to the comp lab. Boring, no? <br /> <br />Waited in class till it was almost 5.. Went to music room.. <br /> <br />GAH. The play was NICE! Worth the money lah. hahahahhaa. And thank goodness there was no third lang. heh. <br /> <br />It was about this person.. Being controlled by an overprotective mother. They're acting was really good. If I were to see them on TV, I would'nt recognise them as high school kids. Gah. Their good! <br /> <br />Then the other one was about erm.. How to say ah? If one time you all watch, you won't grasp the idea.. But it was nice. XD <br /> <br />WEnt home with Lyana, DIyanah, Pete and Chun Siang.. Hahahahaha. <br /> <br />Erm yeah. That was my day. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111996349084131489?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119790392763250482005-06-26T20:53:00.000+08:002005-06-26T20:53:12.763+08:00"got a <b>whole</b> in the tyre.." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111979039276325048?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119790353919946132005-06-26T20:52:00.000+08:002005-06-26T20:52:33.950+08:00Just got back from Johor.. <br />Hahaha. <br /> <br />Sent wedding pictures to my aunt. Then went to Extra. Tyre got punctured. The whole thing deflated. At first I thought it was sabotage or just plain vandalism.. LOL. Turns out got a whole in the tyre. Bleh. Then had to put a cork in it. Thought the thing couldnt stand our weight. LOL. What with my brother's-- nevermind. hahahaha. <br /> <br />Bleh. <br /> <br />Tomorrow school's reopening.. <br />Gah. Gah. and more.. GAHS. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111979035391994613?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119746925995410292005-06-26T08:48:00.000+08:002005-06-26T08:48:46.026+08:00Heeeeh. <br /> <br />Let me blog about my trip. <br />Hehehehe. <br />Since I have nothing better to do.. <br />Actually I do. But I could'nt be bothered anymore. <br /> <br />Start with the first day. [Saturday] <br />Drove all the way to KL. It was very boring as usual lah. Around 5 hours like that. Heh. Oh Oh. <br />Then we saw loads of Ferari, Lumbergini(i dunno how to spell) those type of cars and also a Porche. Those racing cars. Very very very very very nice. They were prolly speeding I guess cos one of the cars got stopped by the traffic police. They were Singapore cars. Then we got lost when we reached KL. Could'nt find the hotel. Went round and round the same place. Hahahaha. Then I saw this really big big bike but the biker doesn't fit the size for the bike. Hahaha. The bike was way way bigger for the size of the person. Finally found the hotel. <br /> <br />PNB Darby Park. <br /> <br />Gah. Nice nice hotel. I remember the last time I went there. The hotel I stayed in was Prince Hotel. Another nice hotel. =O <br />But it's expensive.. It fits the price. The apartment has 2 rooms, a kitchen and 3 toilets. And not to forget, a balcony. We finally met up with the rest. But half of them went shopping already. THat included Basirah. Gah. I wanna go shopppiinnnnggg thereeee!!! They went Petaling street and Masjid India. So good seh. They arrived a day earlier <br />see. <br /> <br />We stayed in my aunt's room for awhile till we get our room. Had to share it with 2 other families. Coolness. Hahahha. That meant.. CUTE LITTLE COUSINS! wahahhaa. <br />Played hide and seek to let time pass. Syahril was sleeping. =P LOL. <br />I wanted Basirah to come back early. LOL. Cos I was getting bored. Played with the little kids. Hah. SO cute lah. The guys were playing Xbox, as usual. Hahahah. <br /> <br />Finally got the room. Then settled in. THE BALCONY FACED THE KLCC. SO FRICKING COOL. It was on the 24th floor. Hah. SO niiiiiiiiice. Sorry. =X <br />2408. I still remember that number. My camera wasn't working well. Stupid batteries. =| <br />Then we got ready for the wedding. Abg. ALONG WAS GONNA GET MARRIED! =D <br /> <br />Finally saw basirah and the rest. Heee. Sat in my cousins car. Normal routine. Gonna baby sit my little nephew for the rest of the trip. <br /> <br />--Shall continue later. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111974692599541029?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119687770476818602005-06-25T16:22:00.000+08:002005-06-25T16:22:52.236+08:00Gah. <br /> <br />I ought to be doing that dreaded Malay project. It sucks. Like alooooooooooooot. <br /> <br />And I have to do it at most by 7. Wow. It'll take a miracle for me to do that. Heeeh. <br /> <br /> <br />Wish me luck.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111968777047681860?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119617537635264892005-06-24T20:52:00.000+08:002005-06-24T20:52:17.693+08:00Gah. <br /> <br />I feel goood. Nanananana. <br /> <br />Ok nevermind. <br /> <br />Erm.. <br /> <br />So i have been a little bit.. Ok no. VERY busy lately. <br /> <br />What with being away and having camp. <br /> <br />Haish. Loads have taken place.. and I don't think I can type out every single happenings in my life. <br />I doubt you'd be interested either.. But yeah. <br />That's it. <br /> <br />hahahhaa. <br />I shall save this chapter of my life to myself.. <br />Not that I don't want to share it or anything. <br /> <br />Know what? <br />I'm not making any sense. Hehehe. <br /> <br />And yes, school's opening in what? 48 hours. Hahaha <br />And I have a pile of homework to complete. <br />hahahaha. <br />Izyan izyan.. <br /> <br /> <br />GAH. Got's to go now. <br />Need to do some.. erm, yeah. <br /> <br />Hahaha. Chatting. LOLX. <br /> <br />Take care people. =]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111961753763526489?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119522656617802782005-06-23T18:30:00.000+08:002005-06-23T18:30:56.650+08:00I'm so so so so tired. <br /> <br />I just want to quit. <br /> <br />And cry. <br /> <br />Just..cry. <br /> <br />It's the only way I can relieve myself. <br /> <br />I'm having the i-am-missing-something feeling. <br /> <br />UGH. Can I just get the homeworks away? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />This is what happens when I am away for too long. <br />A week is too long. <br /> <br />Gah. I'm in a horrible state. <br /> <br /> <br />Oh God. Please help me. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111952265661780278?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1119365146952143932005-06-21T22:45:00.000+08:002005-06-21T22:45:47.000+08:00and so I'm back. <br /> <br />Tired. <br /> <br />And now I have to face <em>reality</em>. <br /> <br />Switch on the comp only I have to do my project. <br /> <br /> <br />Have mercy on my for goodness sake. <br /> <br />Gah! <br /> <br />I'm out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111936514695214393?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118406168083050022005-06-10T20:22:00.000+08:002005-06-10T20:22:48.130+08:00And so the car wash was funn! <br />Hahahaha. <br /> <br />I was drenched all over lah. Thanks to my brothers who purposedly sprayed the hose at me. Haaaaaahaha. <br /> <br />Then the mosquitoes started feasting on our blood. Painful lah deii! <br /> <br />Talked stupid/horny/out of the world things while waiting for my father. <br />My brothers have weird thinking. *hmm* <br />It's amazing how cuckoo they can be and talk about stupid and outrageous stuff that makes you laugh like mad. haaaaaahahaha. <br /> <br />Funnnny brothers I have. <br /> <br />And they can be actors one day..Heeee. <br /> <br />Ahh wells. <br /> <br />Gots to go now.. <br /> <br /><em>and the journey begins..</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111840616808305002?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118389278527978662005-06-10T15:41:00.000+08:002005-06-10T15:41:18.576+08:00<b>HAPPY BIRTHDAY <font color="green">TAUFIQ</font> and CHUN SIANG!</b> <br /> <br />Many many wishes for a great year ahead! <br /> <br />They're fourteen! OLD people! Heeeeh. <br /> <br />I'll be away for 10 days or so.. <br /> <br />So yeah. <br />Don't miss me. hee. Riiight. Bhb. >_< <br /> <br />Erm. Yeah. <br />Packing my bags. My mom nagging at me.. LOL. <br /> <br />Going to go wash car later. <br />Hahaha. <br /> <br /><em>working at the car wash.. oh oo oh oo yeah yeah yeah.. at the car wash yeah! </em> <br /> <br />or maybe.. <br /> <br /><em>chui chui chui oom baba aiya aiya aiyaya..</em> <br />Haaaaaaaaaaaahaha! <br /> <br />Aiite. <br />Salam sejahtera semua! <br /> <br />Assalamu'alaikum!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111838927852797866?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118324966347625772005-06-09T21:49:00.000+08:002005-06-09T21:49:26.346+08:00I don't get me. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Get me out of this confusion.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111832496634762577?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118324430623239892005-06-09T21:40:00.000+08:002005-06-09T21:40:30.626+08:00I know she hates me. <br /> <br />I know she doesn't want me in the group. <br /> <br />I know she wants me away from her. <br /> <br />I know.. <br /> <br />I know she just wants me out. <br /> <br />Me going solo. <br /> <br />Me doing the bloody project alone. <br /> <br />I know. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />What's all this about fairness and unfairness? <br />If you want me to do it alone, then fine, I shall do it alone. <br /> <br />I'm getting sick of all this shannanigans. <br />It's like so.. childish. <br /> <br />I thought friends covered up for each other. <br />I thought they are understanding. <br /> <br />I guess.. I was wrong all along. <br /> <br />I'm way way confused than you are. <br /> <br /><em>Get me away from this..</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111832443062323989?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118323584395624972005-06-09T21:26:00.000+08:002005-06-09T21:26:24.436+08:00I need somebody to talk to. <br /> <br />Anybody willing to lend their ear? <br /> <br />It's a trivial matter I guess. But I'm in doubt. <br /> <br />Please help me.. <br /> <br />I need <b>HUDA</b>. <br />Where are youuu.. <br /> <br />Get me away from this. Away from this word called projects. It's driving me up the wall up the chimney down the pipe.. every where lah.. <br /> <br />UGH.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111832358439562497?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118305224911399812005-06-09T16:20:00.000+08:002005-06-09T16:20:24.936+08:00BOOMERS! <br /> <br />Wei Hui: <br />Dao queen! LOL. Very nice girl. XMSian.. Good friend. She's scared of Flying fox. =P <br /> <br />Ken: <br />Mr Pole Dancer. <br />Hahahaha. Poor boy always being sabotaged by us. <br />Dao King also. Laughs at a guy. <br /> <br />Ajay: <br />Mr strong guy. Carries Namz one-handedly. STRRROONG! <br /> <br />Namz: <br />Dancing queen. Heeeh. Idiot no. 1, over! Good friend. <br /> <br />Jiao Di: <br />"It's all physics" Always talking about me and her bathing in the same toilet. -_- <br /> <br />Matius: <br />Hmm. Cockroach phobia. Blee. Like namz. Draws well! <br /> <br />Chia: <br />Very very nice person! =]]]] <br /> <br />De Sheng: <br />Tinkerbell. Hahahaha. Always talking about Ste-- neermind. <br /> <br />Linh: <br />LOONG LOONNGG HAIR. Hahaha. <br /> <br />Kat: <br />DANCING QUEEN! hee. very very very nice! =]]]] <br /> <br />Ahw. I miss them. =]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111830522491139981?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118236438976215462005-06-08T21:13:00.000+08:002005-06-08T21:13:59.036+08:00Let's welcome the gay-- oops! Game masters! <br /> <br />HAHAHAHAHAHA <br /> <br />Got that from camp. <br />I miss camp. <br /> <br />*heart shatters* <br /> <br />Bleeee. <br />Now talking to the KMAs. <br />Been awhile since we've had a conference. Heeh. <br /> <br />And now.. <br /> <br />Taufiq has a-- <br />Heeeh. <br /> <br />Nevermind. <br />He's turning 14 soooon. LOOOL. <br /> <br />Been doing.. nothing.. the whole day. <br />Other than eating. I did some sleeping. <br /> <br />I'm sick. Down with sorethroat, cough and don't know what else. Bleh. <br /> <br /><em>GAY masters..</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111823643897621546?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118213330760008322005-06-08T14:48:00.000+08:002005-06-08T14:48:50.760+08:00Come to the think of it.. <br /> <br />Holidays aren't holidays anymore. <br /> <br />I'm much much busier than normal schooling days. <br /> <br /> <br />Bleeeh. <br />How I wish I was still at camp.. <br /> <br />Doing Flying Fox, Rock Climbing.. <br /> <br />Or maybe that Challenge Pole which I didn't get to do.. <br /> <br />Or reach the top of the rock climbing thing.. <br /> <br />Or maybe make more friends there.. <br /> <br />I just want to be at camp. <br /> <br /><em>I miss camp..</em> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I hope I come to my senses soon..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111821333076000832?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118213053682088172005-06-08T14:44:00.000+08:002005-06-08T14:44:13.713+08:00Uhhhm. <br /> <br /><b>I HATE HOLIDAYS</b> <br /> <br />Wait. <br /> <br /><b>I HATE PROJECTS MORE</b> <br /> <br />Now I'm in a dilemma. <br />How am i supposed to do the project when i have the rest of the month packed with activities? <br /> <br />Give me a break lah. <br /> <br />What with my cousin's wedding, guides campfire preperation, malay project *whines*, english project, music project.. <br /> <br />It's killing me..slowly. <br /> <br />How am I to meet the team members? <br />WHYYYY.. must the I be in M'sia for a long time?! <br /> <br />Wait. I like THAT fact.. <br />LOL. <br /> <br />How I wish.. <br />Bleh. Nevermind. <br /> <br />Projects just.. Make friendships falter. <br />They just cause a relationship to break. <br />That's what I think anyway.. <br /> <br />Then comes the topic on initiative. <br />Sometimes I just wonder. <br />Why do others just don't bother about the project and wait for others to bug them before they budge? <br /> <br />I hate projects. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111821305368208817?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118150220315155212005-06-07T21:17:00.000+08:002005-06-07T21:17:00.316+08:00To all BOOMERANGS.. <br /> <br /><b>I MISS YOU GUYS!</b> *wipes tear* <br /> <br />Aih. Been dampened after the seperation from the BOOMERANGS.. <br /> <br />I MISS YOU GUYS LOT LOT! <br /> <br /> <br />aih<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111815022031515521?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118046896410022132005-06-06T16:34:00.000+08:002005-06-06T16:39:43.203+08:00I have rude brothers. <br />Seriously rude brothers.<br /><br />I'm telling you, I'm on the verge of--<br />Nevermind.<br /><br />Rude..<br />To me, my mom, and my other family members.<br />Which just sucks, alot.<br /><br />I just feel like taking them by their necks and strangling them. That's how frustrated I am.<br /><br />My youngest brother. I really feel like taking a slipper and slap his face lah. So rude to my mom lor. <br />Honestly, who the shit does he thing he is? He still cries when my mom doesn't get him things.<br />He will talk back shit stuff if my mom scolds him. Mutters under his breath "shut up" or something when my mom says something to him. <br />Just feel like taking a hammer or something and hit him hard on the head.. so he'll wake up and realise he's being rude. <br /><br />And that other one. Ergh. That one gone case lah. He's so easily influenced. He always point fingers at me saying "Alah you so gangster like that" "always follow friends one" Well, look who's talking now? He's the only one in the family who has curfue(however you spell it). All thanks to his stupid act..following his friends. And he hasn't learnt his lesson yet. The other time, his friend came. My grandma was asking questions(she always does), and the friend kept going "yeah". I just felt like slapping. He's always that <em>good boy</em> character in front of my mom. ahhaw. riiiight.<br /><br />It's just sad to see my brothers growing up like that.<br /><br />What if..<br />they cannot be controlled?<br />they turn into those.. you know..?<br />they just go doing things that are.. well.. you know?<br /><br />Enough rantings..<br /><br />I'm <b>not</b> that much of an angel either.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111804689641002213?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1118032581809160012005-06-06T12:36:00.000+08:002005-06-06T12:36:21.873+08:00I'm baaaaaaaaaack! <br /> <br />Heeh. <br /> <br />Well, no biggie lah. But yeah. <br /> <br />I shall be depressed for the rest of the week 'cause i will miss my team members. *wipes tear* <br />I cried, okay. <br /> <br />Wahaha. <br /> <br /><b>BOOMERANG BANANZA!</b> rocks! <br /> <br />Hahaha. Yeah. That's the group name <br /> <br />Namz, Ken, Matias, Chia, Linh, Wei Hui, De Sheng, Jiao Di, Kat and Ajay! <br />And not forgetting, our ever rocking instructor.. JO! <br /> <br />Heeeh. <br />*yaaawn* <br /> <br />I'm tired. Will update soon. <br /> <br />Take care all =]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111803258180916001?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117774433514704942005-06-03T12:53:00.000+08:002005-06-03T12:53:53.513+08:00Camp awaits me..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111777443351470494?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117773526054532792005-06-03T12:38:00.000+08:002005-06-03T12:38:46.090+08:00I'll be away for camp for 4 days. <br />Be back on Monday. Heeh. <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111777352605453279?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117720243088524732005-06-02T21:50:00.000+08:002005-06-02T21:50:43.136+08:00Just visited a few blogs. <br /> <br />Isn't it cool how many people from all over the world are connected through this thing called internet? <br /> <br />If you're in.. Let's say, USA, on a holiday, and somehow you stumble on a computer that happens to have internet. <br />How coincidental. hee. <br /> <br />Then there happens to be MSN on it. And you switch it on. <br /> <br />FInds that a lot of your friends are online. <br /> <br />You're so far yet so near. Hahahaha. <br />I'm intrigued. <br /> <br />And if you go into a chatroom where people from all walks of life are talking. <br />One talks about how cold their country is and how he wishes to be in another person in the conversation's country. <br /> <br />LOL. <br />It's so coool. LOOOL <br /> <br />I <3 this thing called internet. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111772024308852473?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117704414784707292005-06-02T17:26:00.000+08:002005-06-02T17:26:54.836+08:00I visited this person's blog. <br /> <br />And it only contained a box and the word simplicity. <br /> <br />And simplicity it is. Very nice and simple. <br />I liiiike. =] wahahaha <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111770441478470729?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117693876252407672005-06-02T14:31:00.000+08:002005-06-02T14:31:16.256+08:00There was: <br /> <br />Minah Sesat. <br />Obsessor of-- Heeeeh. <br />nafeetape. <br />izape <br />LOOOL <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111769387625240767?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117692787980863662005-06-02T14:13:00.000+08:002005-06-02T14:13:08.016+08:00BLEE! <br /> <br />Hey. I just got back from.. the mall. <br /> <br />Had North Division Day today.. For guides that is. <br /> <br />Woke up early. around 6. Bathed, Prayed and then just sat on my bed and stared. O.O To let time pass by. <br /> <br />Met up at school. And waited for the bus to come. Why the bus always come late one? <br />Like the other time.. We had to wait for the bus to come to take us to Camp Cristine. And since we had started camp already in school, we had to do physical training until the bus came. *&@*#&!!! We had to do more than 5 sets of 10 of sets.. ehh. nevermind. <br /> <br />I sat beside nafeetape to Holy Innocents Primary. So near, yet so far away. Blee. She drank her Milo and i ate my sandwich. Heh heh. <br />She tortured me alot today! XD <br />Her pokes are <b>painful</b>! hehehehe. <br />I'll get back to her.. one day. =P <br />At least got somebody to crap with, and izah too, if not, I wonder what would happen to me over there.. <br />She and Yiting raped my bag. LOOOL. <br /> <br />Supposedly I was to be in station D.. Some stuff we had to do. In the end we were asked to get out of the station cause each school was to send in only one team. Heh. <br />Helped out in the hall. CHONG FU WON! woots! LOL. They were behind the rest actually. Somehow they caught up. Cute little brownies. <br /> <br />Nothing much actually. Met some of my ex-schoolmates. <br /> <br />Guess that's it huh. <br /> <br />i'm out then. <br /> <br />Take care all. =]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111769278798086366?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117630427838608972005-06-01T20:53:00.000+08:002005-06-01T20:53:47.873+08:00I shall read my archives and laugh at myself. <br /> <br />Heh heh. <br /> <br />LOL. <br />I used to write with alot of "..." between sentences! HAHAHA <br /> <br />and spelt nice as nyc. LOL <br />my MY as MAH. <br /> <br />KK <br />my mom screaming. <br /> <br />Shall continue soooon. <br /> <br />im out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111763042783860897?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117591160642605092005-06-01T09:59:00.000+08:002005-06-01T09:59:20.706+08:00and so it is the 5th day of the holidays and already I'm starting to miss school. <br />I tried reading. Then I tried doing homework. And hogging the computer. Sleeping. Eating. <br />But I'm still <em>BORED</em>. <br /> <br />Hah! <em>Bored</em>om is such a common word during the holidays. Be it a short one or a long one.. People tend to get bored easily. <br />I wonder why I never hear the phrase <em>i am bored</em> from my brothers. Maybe they are too engrossed with their xbox games which is now in pieces because my father smashed it on the floor? That was then.. Now I guess they take pleasure in playing computer games. My nightmare. <br /> <br />Then again, Don't they get <em>bored</em> playing games all day long? <br /> <br />Hah! <br />i'm out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111759116064260509?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117516245779279262005-05-31T13:10:00.000+08:002005-05-31T13:10:45.780+08:00Hey <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111751624577927926?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117512038442604142005-05-31T12:00:00.000+08:002005-05-31T12:00:38.480+08:00HOHOHO <br /> <br />Santa. LOOOOL. <br /> <br /> <br />Why is Santa here when Christmas is in December? LOOOL <br /> <br />Nvm. Wahahaha. <br /> <br />Bleh. I found some unidentified software thinger in my comp. <br />Wonder who installed it. <br /> <br />Bleh. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111751203844260414?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117448807375222342005-05-30T18:26:00.000+08:002005-05-30T18:26:48.203+08:00I suddenly feel sad. <br />I don't know why. <br /> <br />Losing someone to another. <br />THat's the last thing i want, to happen. <br />THen now, right in front of me, I see it. <br /> <br />Stop the crap, izyan. Snap out of <em>it</em>. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111744880737522234?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117415395438561932005-05-30T09:09:00.000+08:002005-05-30T09:20:49.870+08:00Hi fellow blog readers.<br /><br />Let's recap what has taken place the past few days..<br />Starting from, Friday.<br /><br />Anderson Sec had sports day.. All i can say is, WHAAAAAM. Very fun. Then again, tiring.<br />Ran 100 m.. And came in 2nd.. LAST! LOL. Me and JL was jumping with joy "WE LOST WE LOST!"<br />We ran for fun. LOL. It was bad enough getting into the finals.. what to do..<br />But that was the longest 100metres i ever ran. Now i've got aches all over. never stretch before hand *smacks forehead*<br /><br />2/3 won tug of war!<br />WOOOOTS!<br />And we won something for all the other events that we participated.. except for 100m that is. =X<br />So proud of 2/3. LOOOL<br /><br />Tug of waaar. We were against 2/6 first. Then 2/1. And then our last opponent, 1/7.<br />It was'nt fair actually.. Sec 2s against Sec 1.. But then, What to do. It had to be done..<br />LOL. But we WON! woooots.<br /><br />Hahahaha. And the hamper. LOL. It was distributed like what seh. Everybody wanted something. LOOOL. <br /><br />Then i had to do duty for tag. Oh my, TAG.<br />All along I thought TAG was such a simple game.. And it didn't involve any stupid conflicts. I was wrong.<br />First up was the lower sec. It did not have any complications or anything.. <br /><br />Then was the upper sec. <br />The first game only had to be rematched a few times. I even saw one of the guys on the verge of fighting with the opponent.<br />And then there was this guy who kept making comments, saying this not fair. that not fair. haiyoh. what to do..<br /><br />Then there was this guy. He's tactics was good. Stand there, and wait. He stood where i was. At the corner. Weird really. LOL. but the catchers didn't catch him. Waaahaha. smart or what? <br /><br />In the end, the game had to be postponed. Haiyoh.<br /><br />Then after the whole carnival, <br />the seniors called all the fusionites to gather. <br />Their acting so funny one. LOL. They were half laughing and half angry. LOL. It was time to split us up.<br />Hahaha. I'M IN SCC! Wooooots!<br />Together with Michelle, Yu Hui and Pete! Woooooots!<br /><br />Saturday.<br /><br />Didn't do much. I have piles of homework. One after another. How about that. Cikgu gave me a month's worth of homework. Read an article, find 5 words, find the meaning, compose a sentence. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH. I did math. So diificult. Sigh.<br />And the projects. *screams* at least, 4.<br />FOUR! In a MONTH! Holidays aren't holidays anymore. Sad.<br /><br />Went out in the afternoon. My father got home from KL. <br />He got into an accident in the morning. He fell asleep while driving. The car swerved and hit the railings. The right side of the car was damaged. Badly. His Boss' 2 month old car, gone. They're Ok. Allhamdulillah.. That's what that matters, right? <br /><br />Went out driving. Here. There. Went up Mount Faber. SO NICE! My first time up there. LOL. <br /><br />Sunday.<br /><br />Had Religious class. After that went to Geylang. Went to Toa Payoh.. Buy some car stuff. Then it rained. HEAVILY. The road near by was flooded. Waited and waited.. <br />Pity my bros had to wait for us. LOL.<br /><br />Heh<br />Too tired to continue.. LOL<br /><br />shall update soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111741539543856193?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1117198606048151732005-05-27T20:56:00.000+08:002005-05-27T21:02:59.773+08:00WooooHOOO!<br /><br /><br />TWO THREE TWO OH OH FIVE ROCKS!<br /><br />LOL<br /><br />Hmm. Yeah.<br /><br />ANDERSON SPORTS CARNIVAL TWO OH OH FIVE WAS, TODAY! <br />woooots!<br /><br />Hmm. Let's see:<br />We got loads of silvers.<br />And also golds!<br /><br /><br /><br />AAAAND..<br />WE WON TUG-OF-WAR LOWER SEC CHAMPION!!!<br />WOOOOTS!<br /><br />Mahadir<br />Pete<br />Keetha<br />Diy<br />Royce<br />Hai Huang<br />Florence<br />Wilson<br />Yong Li<br /><br />2/3 woooosh!<br /><br /><br />Uhuh.<br />And the 100 m race was fun. LOL<br />that was the longest hundred metres i ever ran. Haaaha<br />Came in 2nd.. LAST. WAAAAHAHA.<br /><br />Hmm. Other than that, did duty. hahahah<br /><br />SCC FAMILY!<br />LOL<br />SCCIANS ROCKS!<br />Scc Juniors: Pete<br /> Michelle<br /> Yu Hui<br /><br />Hehehehe. We Rock! LOL<br /><br />Hmm. Yeah. Fun daaaay.<br /><br />Rest well everyone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><b>HAPPY HOLIDAYS!</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111719860604815173?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116929673505435782005-05-24T18:14:00.000+08:002005-05-24T18:14:33.556+08:00aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww. <br /> <br />Erm. Yeah. <br />I got home and just, slept. <br />Am i <em>that</em> tired? <br />All i did in school the whole day was listen to the teacher. <br />Sitting on the chair doesn't need <em>that</em> much work, right? <br /> <br />Heh Heh. I'm confused. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111692967350543578?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116772031533558972005-05-22T22:27:00.000+08:002005-05-22T22:27:11.566+08:00Arh. <br />Long weekend. <br /> <br />Erm. Yeah. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />You came. Then you left. <br />When you came, i thought it was a dream. [[ok maybe not. but yeah.. you'd get the drift..]] <br />I never thought so. <br />I never did. <br />Then you left. <br />You left jsut like that. <br />I guess I'm not the only one affected. <br /> <br />I sound so <em>jiwang</em>. <br />But heck. <br /> <br />FRIENDSTER is so cool now. Heh Heh. <br />Can do HTMLS to your prof. Hahahha. <br />Super cool. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />OK. <br />-out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111677203153355897?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116647851347932452005-05-21T11:57:00.000+08:002005-05-21T11:57:31.386+08:00bleh. <br /> <br />too tired to blog. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111664785134793245?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116416640566844492005-05-18T19:44:00.000+08:002005-05-18T19:44:00.600+08:00Sometimes I just wonder.. <br />What would the world be without my friends and family. <br />They just seem to be with you through the most crucial times. <br />And to the extend of comforting you when you are in doubt. <br />Then again, some can be hurting. <br />Or you just want to hurt them, unknowingly. <br />It's like, <br />You love to hate them. <br />THen again, You'd just love them. <br />I may not be a perfect friend. <br />Nor a loving sister. <br /> <br /> <br />I Thank <b>You</b> for being there for me.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Today, I felt the feeling of being-alone. <br />And i know how it feels. <br /> <br />It feels so. so. so. <br />Quiet. <br /> <br /> <br />Lonesome aside. <br />Gots to go. <br /> <br />Toodz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111641664056684449?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116248586027343712005-05-16T21:03:00.000+08:002005-05-16T21:03:06.026+08:00The tshirt costed 16 bucks! <br /> <br />WTH! >_< <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Class. <br />Good Morning. <br />Alright. <br />Today we are going to learn about, yes, QUESTION MARKS. <br /> <br />The odd shaped esclamation mark look alike. ? <br /> <br />Heh. <br /> <br />madness.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111624858602734371?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116248351614969012005-05-16T20:59:00.000+08:002005-05-16T20:59:11.613+08:00Horny Hong Yu <br /> <br />LOL<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111624835161496901?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116248175368308992005-05-16T20:56:00.000+08:002005-05-16T20:56:19.553+08:00wooots <br /> <br />Splendid day eyy? =] <br /> <br />It was raining in the morning. HEAVILY. <br />Got to school.. Then me and mich decided to do.. UMBRELLA DUTY! woooots! <br /> <br />Hahaha. we got umbrellas. Then yeap, did the duty. We were drenched inspite of using the umbrellas. heh heh. <br />Then Jun Wei came with a few raincoats. RAINCOATS? hahaha. YELLOW raincoats some more. LOL. made us look like walking bananas. <br /> <br />Ehh. Then yeah, went up to class. Bleh. I was drenched head to toe. Then i could hear the squishy sound from my shoe everytime i take a step.. cos it was wet. heh heh. <br /> <br />hahahha. pete took of his shoes.. and socks. LOL x) <br /> <br />had music in the music room. i was frigging cold. brr. <br />hahahaha. <br /> <br />"I'm going to tell you a joke.." <br /> <br />Fauzi: *Sarcastic Haha* <br /> <br />Class: Burst into laughter. <br /> <br />LOL. nvm. <br /> <br />Srp. LOL <br />Old people get tired easily. <br />HAHAHA. Hong Yu and Hai Huang were sleeping, see. Lol. Hy was sick. Kesian. <br />Haiyoh. Yesiang.. tsk. <br /> <br />IPW was erm.. OK lah.. Hahhahaa. Read people's diaries.. hahahahaha. <br />Bleh. Then then then then.. <br /> <br />I realised that my notebook was MISSING. MISSING. I brought it to the lab, then somehow i forgot where i put it. Pfft. <br />Frantically searched the places i went to lah. Ran to the bio lab.. see see.. diy followed me. HAhahahaha. Went back to class. Then go ask people. Hahahaha. Like crazy woman liddat. <br /> <br />And guess where it was? <br />On my table. <br /> <br />And guess who was the one who took it? <br />DIYANAH. <br />HAHAHAHA <br /> <br />That girl can act la. Hahahaha. Scare me lor. Bleh. <br />If i lose that notebook.. I don't know what to do already.. Heh. <br /> <br />Pete's right. LOL. <br /> <br />After school.. <br />Hmm. did laBRAdor project thinger in the lib. Bleh. Comp hang halfway when we were saving. pffffft. <br /> <br />Met the councillors in the lib. And the 2 whacky persons. heh. <br /> <br />Errrrrm.. <br />Yeah. Went for the briefing. Heh. <br />yada yada yada.. <br />Did some fusion meeting. Yada yada yada. <br /> <br />Went up to class. <br />Had a headache. >_< <br />Errrm. Waited for the tshirt vendor to come. <br /> <br />copied homework. HEHE. Abelardo was there. Poor boy had to endure our crap. <br /> <br /> <br />Uhhh. Yeah. <br />Hope you did not fall asleep reading this. Hahahahaaha <br /> <br /><em>BLEH</em> <br /> <br />-ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuut<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111624817536830899?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116166161215426772005-05-15T22:09:00.000+08:002005-05-15T22:09:21.260+08:00whee. <br /> <br />man. <br />i have to say this. <br /> <br />my family rocks. <br /> <br />hahaha. went to Pasir Ris park to.. <br />PLAY SOCCER! <br /> <br />wahahaha. i didnt play much cos i totally suck at kicking the ball. LOL. My brothers are way way way way better than me. LOL. And so's my dad. hahahaha. Wah. They can form a team and play matches or something. Cos they're goooood. hahahaha. <br /> <br />So i played volleyball with my mom. Hahahahaha. She was busy talking on the phone. And she kept complaining how painful her hands were. LOL. <br /> <br />Oh Oh! I jsut remembered. I was at Geylang eating Chicken Rice (the rice there is nice! Must try it! Lol.) Then there was this boy carrying stuff lah.. then he complained the his mom. then she said, "You ni kan anak lelaki!" Hahahaha. Embarrassing seh! LOL. And his mom said it out loud some more. Lol. <br /> <br />Hahahahahaha. Aiyo. I'm laughing more than typing. LOL <br />I shall fill up this space with laughter. Hahaha. Shiok Sendiri aku. <br /> <br /> <br />HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA <br /> <br />Ok. enough. Erm. Then my mom acted like all those.. you know.. typical girlish girls.. hahahaa. Funny people. <br /> <br />Had to pity my brother though.. kesian.. he kena stomach ache. <br />Then went back home.. my brother wanted to go toilet.. so go home lar.. <br /> <br />Dropped them off.. then i followed my parents go eat. <br />we go this place.. then the place was closed down.. Heh. <br />So then we go to this railway station.. wah.. go there just to eat mee rebus >_< <br />Lol. ehhhh.. yeah. <br /> <br />Then that's about it lah.. <br /> <br />Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. <br /> <br /> <br />-out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111616616121542677?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116147212165635622005-05-15T16:53:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:53:32.170+08:00Wooots. <br /> <br />diy rocks. <br /> <br />Th class tee is supa nice. <br /> <br />heh heh. <br /> <br />Can't wait for it to be printed. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614721216563562?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116146784634604222005-05-15T16:46:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:46:24.633+08:00am i becoming, *gasp* nuts? <br /> <br />Hahaha. Talking to myself now. <br /> <br /> <br />uhhh...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614678463460422?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116146587468359872005-05-15T16:43:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:43:07.470+08:00ahh. when boredom strikes. <br /> <br />Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh. <br /> <br />see? <br />I posted -counts- posts <br /> <br /> <br />see what boredom does? <br /> <br />but i'm happily bored. <br />heh. <br /> <br />whatever izyan <br /> <br /> <br />whee. <br /> <br /> <br />lalaalalalalalal <br /> <br />this will make up for the past updates. <br />heh <br /> <br />uhm.. <br /> <br />now, i am OFFICIALLY <b>not</b> going to blog. <br /> <br />WAHAHAHA. <br /> <br />-out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614658746835987?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116146426113590032005-05-15T16:40:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:40:26.113+08:00ho ho ho <br /> <br />i'm here again! <br /> <br />LOL <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />boo! <br /> <br />another one of those senseless posts. <br />hehe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614642611359003?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116146356053907452005-05-15T16:39:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:39:16.053+08:00haha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614635605390745?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116146311322073332005-05-15T16:38:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:54:46.583+08:00my printer no ink. <br /><br />hahahaha<br /><br />inkless printer.<br /><br />woooots.<br /><br />madness.<br />nonsense.<br /><br />yada-ish.<br />heh. <br /><br />surfing friendster's fun. uhuh.<br /><br /><br /><br />ahhhh..<br />yada yada yada.<br /><br />work to be done.<br />yet i'm here.<br /><br />ahhh..<br />distractions distractions distractions.<br /><br />bleh.<br /><br />one crappy post after another.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614631132207333?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116146148573737932005-05-15T16:35:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:35:48.573+08:00blah di blah di blah di blah. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />yada yada yada yada <br /> <br />heh <br /> <br />bleh <br /> <br /> <br />supercalifragilisticexpialidocious <br /> <br />yum yuum yuuum yuuuum yuuuuum yuuuuuum yuuuuuuum yuuuuuuum yuuuuuuum yuuuuuuuuum <br /> <br />s <br />o <br /> <br />m <br />a <br />n <br />y <br /> <br />t <br />h <br />i <br />n <br />g <br />s <br /> <br />t <br />o <br /> <br />d <br />o <br />. <br />. <br />. <br /> <br />where are they when you NEED them? <br /> <br />bleh. <br /> <br />m <br />a <br />t <br />h <br /> <br />s <br />r <br />p <br /> <br />s <br />c <br />i <br />e <br />n <br />c <br />e <br /> <br /> <br />i want to be aloooooooooooooooooooooooooooneee... <br /> <br />u <br />h <br />h <br /> <br />riiiight. <br /> <br />like i want to. heh. <br /> <br />laaaadidaaa.. <br /> <br />lololo <br /> <br />a <br />b <br />c <br />d <br />e <br />f <br />g <br />h <br />i <br />j <br />k <br />l <br />m <br />n <br />o <br />p <br />q <br />r <br />s <br />t <br />u <br />v <br />w <br />x <br />y <br />z <br /> <br /> <br />and there you go. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />a post, full of crap.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614614857373793?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116145616971815102005-05-15T16:26:00.000+08:002005-05-15T16:26:57.006+08:00I suck. Forget the "i rock" "i shi tou" and stuff.. cos it aint true.. i gues.. <br />WAHAHA. <br />I bet alvin agrees with this. I don't think he reads this. But heck. Who careS? <br />Nobody does. WHAHAHA. i feel like going to another school and start a new life there. Talk about madness. <br />Cos I jsut don't feel right. And want to start anew. <br /> <br />I'm going to regret what i've written later anyways.. <br />so yeah. <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111614561697181510?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116136068933218002005-05-15T13:47:00.000+08:002005-05-15T13:47:48.963+08:00Blogging for no reason. I'm bored. Nobody's chatting with me. *sobs* <br /> <br />It rained heavily yesterday night. REAL heavy. The lightning seemed so near.. And there was a blackout. Happens every time there's a storm. <br />Scary really. Imagine you're out in the open and suddenly lightining strikes on a nearby tree. Wah. I was at the pasar malam near by.. can see the sky was pink. >< Then could see flashes of light. <br /> <br />Then it rained. Heavily. Could see the lightnings striking seh.. And one was very loud.. could feel the ground shaking. Heh. Then there was the blackout. <br /> <br /><em>Let the rain fall down..</em> <br /> <br /> <br />bleh. <br /> <br />somebody chat with me leh. <br /> <br />-out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111613606893321800?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116066967685187732005-05-14T18:36:00.000+08:002005-05-14T18:36:07.713+08:00Hey.. <br /> <br />*stares at screen* <br /> <br />Bleh. Same old thing. <br /> <br /> <br />I need something new. LOL. <br />I need a hobby. <br />Besides eating that is. <br />And chatting. <br />I need a new hobby. <br /> <br />suggestions anyone? <br />Hahahahaa. <br /> <br />hobbies aside. <br />hahahaha. i baked today. yay. <b>banana bread</b> <br />whee. hahahaha. It turned out burnt. But the insides are ok lah. Ok as in can be eaten. LOL <br /> <br />I LOVE cooking. <br /> <br />-out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111606696768518773?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1116000178571867792005-05-14T00:02:00.000+08:002005-05-14T00:02:58.606+08:00Bleh. <br /> <br />That's the word. <br />BLEH. <br /> <br />Bleh. Bleh. bleh. <br /> <br />BLEEEEEEEEEEEH. <br /> <br />heh. <br /> <br />Why? Kenapa? <br />All the feelings. <br />Jumbled up. I don't get me. I never will. <br />I think too much. Too fast. <br />And make things all complicated. <br />Complicated. <br /> <br />the J word. <br />J. J. J. <br />Go figure. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />bleh. <br />-out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111600017857186779?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429820.post-1115964886525229562005-05-13T14:14:00.000+08:002005-05-13T14:14:46.546+08:00heys <br /> <br />been a while since i've updated, huh. <br /> <br /> <br />malaaaaaas <br /> <br />i got back results. <br /> <br />sad to say. <br />well, it's always sad.. <br /> <br />i failed math. <br />bleh. <br /> <br />then i failed english. <br />i cried. <br />by half mark. <br />aih. <br /> <br /> <br />then i got my malay results. <br />i failed it too. <br /> <br />so much for chalet izyan. <br /> <br />and i passed ssi and science. <br />alhamdulillah. =] <br /> <br />now waiting for literature and malay and chinese. <br /> <br />haiz. <br /> <br />i've made my 3 decisions. <br />decisions to which committee i want to join. <br /> <br />SCC? Connect? Sprint? <br /> <br />i don't mind any of these. heh. <br /> <br />erm. other than that.. <br /> <br />Today's a Holiday. YAY. <br />Andesonian' Holiday. =] <br /> <br />Uhh. <br />My holidays are PACKED. <br />I'll be in Malaysia for 11 days. WHOA. <br />So long.............. <br />Heh. <br /> <br />Bleh. Speech day coming up. <br />Have to do ushering. >_< <br /> <br /> <br />-out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429820-111596488652522956?l=twistedcomplications.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bleefiednoreply@blogger.com0