<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102</id><updated>2011-09-04T20:52:32.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@@@@@@Shinigami Popiah@@@@@@</title><subtitle type='html'>Popiah and Rojak(TM)

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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5422177247945466949</id><published>2007-10-27T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T13:31:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Not after i heard Martin Jol was sacked.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds rather stupid right?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to non-football fans.&lt;br /&gt;Spent whole night doing emaths 5 year series.&lt;br /&gt;Scored 72/80 for paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;Lost 5 to careless working.&lt;br /&gt;What's worse of all?&lt;br /&gt;I hate Ramos.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that manager somewhere from Sevilla.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5422177247945466949?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-2687395858123637760</id><published>2007-10-21T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:19:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With each passing day i grow older.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully more mature too.&lt;br /&gt;So now's the time to ditch this angsty yet eventful skin of life.&lt;br /&gt;To move on the the newer, better one!&lt;br /&gt;Relink me, please haha!&lt;br /&gt;http://sagittariuspopiah.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take on the big "O" with a mature, calm state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the going gets tough, the tough gets going."&lt;br /&gt;-Tough Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the hired gets tired, the tired gets fired!"&lt;br /&gt;-Mr Lodge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the same idea, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiong!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5845001654278185726</id><published>2007-10-13T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T12:06:25.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RxBD69KiXvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wUjtRS9Xmng/s1600-h/Selemat+Hari+Raya+Puasa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RxBD69KiXvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wUjtRS9Xmng/s400/Selemat+Hari+Raya+Puasa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120667456450486002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selemat Hari Raya Puasa!&lt;br /&gt;Now can gorge until they build three gorges dam lol haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5845001654278185726?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5845001654278185726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5845001654278185726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5845001654278185726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5845001654278185726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/selemat-hari-raya-puasa-now-can-gorge.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RxBD69KiXvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wUjtRS9Xmng/s72-c/Selemat+Hari+Raya+Puasa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-408510535644408246</id><published>2007-10-11T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:52:42.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you feel a sense of emptiness in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;But either it goes away and disappears, or simply just stays.&lt;br /&gt;Be it socially, spiritually, or emotionally, or even financially =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope that those who feel like that get better soon!&lt;br /&gt;Surround yourself with friends and music and fun!&lt;br /&gt;You will surely get better soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel empty now, haha so that's good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 wishes for me this end of year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) 4/4 gets good grades for "O" levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Terence, Jia Hao, Ming Chien, Lee Teck, Adi, Pete, Prasaanth, Jie Ming, Sing Ee, Wei An and me getting the "&lt;em&gt;one and only&lt;/em&gt;" +_+ Jiayou orh guys +_+ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Me getting that Wow 87*04 music CD by mexican band Fobia on my birthday!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-408510535644408246?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/408510535644408246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=408510535644408246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/408510535644408246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/408510535644408246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/sometimes-you-feel-sense-of-emptiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' 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Warriors Wei Quiz result: Xiahou Dun" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yueying.net/dw/?quiz=kingdom" title="Take this quiz!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yueying.net/dw/_imgs/quizzes/kingdom/shu.gif" alt="Dynasty Warriors Kingdom Quiz result: Shu" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Fernando Torres...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-196685967502617606?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/196685967502617606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=196685967502617606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/196685967502617606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/196685967502617606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/take-this-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-1812226902444193219</id><published>2007-10-05T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:16:55.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anger and agony are better than misery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahhaha sometimes that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw today's the official last day for us 4E5N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied in school and kicked some soccer at 4:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combined forces of 4/4 and 4/6 versus 4/1 and 4/2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won in a rough and tumble match 1-0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC Hammer scored with a spectacular goal with a nice powerful assist by Lee Teck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice defending from Jay and YC at the back, they were pummeling us with long balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came 4/3 and 4/5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played in the field man, so damn shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended 4-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG MUG MUG MUG MUG!&lt;br /&gt;AND GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE FOR YOUR "O"s MAN!&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU NEXT YEAR AND I ONLY WANT TO SEE SMILING FACES, NO TEARS OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;            gengan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Love you all, people. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-1812226902444193219?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1812226902444193219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=1812226902444193219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/1812226902444193219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/1812226902444193219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/anger-and-agony-are-better-than-misery.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-1348476946237532952</id><published>2007-10-02T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T15:00:04.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am what i am.&lt;br /&gt;For that, i am different.&lt;br /&gt;For that, i am shunned.&lt;br /&gt;The only things now that keep me company are homework and Spurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, i am lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-1348476946237532952?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1348476946237532952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=1348476946237532952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/1348476946237532952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/1348476946237532952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-what-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7009833952899145937</id><published>2007-10-01T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T23:20:24.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Being wedged between two sisters doesn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;The only things keeping me sane are the 4/4 guys and homework.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Tottenham Hotspurs!&lt;br /&gt;Score big big later man, i need the points to be top of the table!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Go you Spurs!&lt;br /&gt;All the way Martin Jol!&lt;br /&gt;Berbatov and Keane goal goal goal!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Lennon and Bale goal goal goal!&lt;br /&gt;Paul Robinson no goal no goal no goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update from espn fantasy league&lt;br /&gt;( as from before Tottenham match later)&lt;br /&gt;TOP FIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ming Chien      Ming's 11   33 points&lt;br /&gt;2. Siva Ganesh     AhrsernelFC 30 points&lt;br /&gt;3. Geng An         Underdogs   29 points&lt;br /&gt;4. Lee Teck        United      26 points&lt;br /&gt;5. Siva Kandesh    LiverpoolFC 22 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the Spurs Match later folks!&lt;br /&gt;Expect a goal scoring spree!&lt;br /&gt;Cha-tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7009833952899145937?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7009833952899145937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7009833952899145937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7009833952899145937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7009833952899145937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7385265540991940016</id><published>2007-09-27T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:06:56.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wizards.com/magic/playmagic/whatcolorareyou.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wizards.com/magic/images/whatcolor_isred.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ff-fan.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ff-fan.com/chartest/banners/auron.jpg" alt="Final Fantasy Character Test" width="200" height="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7385265540991940016?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7385265540991940016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7385265540991940016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7385265540991940016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7385265540991940016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-magic-gathering-what-color-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7511625269037130302</id><published>2007-09-26T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:17:07.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>......&lt;br /&gt;Let's study hard, shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7511625269037130302?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-2492308516388363722</id><published>2007-09-23T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:25:16.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Water ruffled and speckled by galloping wind&lt;br /&gt;Which puffs and spurts it into tiny pashing breaks&lt;br /&gt;Dashed with lemon-yellow afternoon sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;The shining of the sun upon the water&lt;br /&gt;Is like a scattering of gold crocus-petals&lt;br /&gt;In a long wavering irregular flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is cold to the eye&lt;br /&gt;As the wind to the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the budding chestnuts&lt;br /&gt;Whose sticky buds glimmer and are half-burst open&lt;br /&gt;The starlings make their clitter-clatter;&lt;br /&gt;And the blackbirds in the grass&lt;br /&gt;Are getting as fat as the pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too-hoo, this is brave;&lt;br /&gt;Even the cold wind is seeking a new mistress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-2492308516388363722?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2492308516388363722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=2492308516388363722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/2492308516388363722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/2492308516388363722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-3540545919942646591</id><published>2007-09-19T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:00:46.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It doesn't pay to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;So grow up boy.&lt;br /&gt;Before you get backstabbed yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-3540545919942646591?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3540545919942646591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=3540545919942646591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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in the September 11 bombings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;Or the poor family that you have left behind.&lt;br /&gt;But i do hope you have gone over.&lt;br /&gt;And for the families, to no stop grieving.&lt;br /&gt;To remember them in their finest.&lt;br /&gt;For we all have experienced the loss of our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Me included.&lt;br /&gt;But we have to be strong, and to carry on life.&lt;br /&gt;To make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;And to remember our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;That they will forever live in our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-2156627542670535847?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2156627542670535847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-8486828698250558059</id><published>2007-09-10T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:34:53.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;More love, less hate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's alright, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-8486828698250558059?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8486828698250558059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=8486828698250558059' title='0 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oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Just a collection of jokes about our school teachers and other laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be offensive, if so just tell me i just delete it all away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why did Mr Wong do chem practical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: He wanted to find the solution to all his problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Mr Wong's favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why did Mr Wong play dota?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: He wanted to find Axe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why couldn't the Cup Noodles get into a JC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Becos' his MSG was too high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When do you know when Mr Wong's crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: When he's a set square short of a mathematical set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ________ has been rumoured to be the stuntman for the Silver Surfer.&lt;br /&gt;2. ________ doesn't give homework, only assignments.&lt;br /&gt;3. ________ has fat cats sitting on hats.&lt;br /&gt;4. ________ owns lots and lots of wheel chairs.&lt;br /&gt;5. ________ is expecting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. ________ lives in a semi-d.&lt;br /&gt;7. ________ likes to workout!&lt;br /&gt;8. ________ looks like Dolores Jane Umbridge.&lt;br /&gt;9. ________ wants to have a healthy heart rate.&lt;br /&gt;10. ________ uses LUX super rich shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;11. ________ wears moon glasses.&lt;br /&gt;12. ________ dissects plants.&lt;br /&gt;13. ________ treats students like his very own children.&lt;br /&gt;14. ________ warns students about the dangers of Red Bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy guessing! All of the above teach 4/4 with the exception of 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up next... The 'pokemon' battle between Mrs Tan and Mrs Poh!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7075242602815340220?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7075242602815340220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7075242602815340220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7075242602815340220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7075242602815340220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6664120090152673912</id><published>2007-09-02T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T11:44:41.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always concede goals in the dying minutes of the game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6664120090152673912?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6664120090152673912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6664120090152673912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6664120090152673912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6664120090152673912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-conclusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-4106669197441304534</id><published>2007-08-29T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:26:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been having really disturbing dreams lately.&lt;br /&gt;They keep on happening and it's kinda freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have an explaination for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would be hanging around the Cheng San CC with some people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would be standing around the carpark beside the cafe in a circle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot see their faces, but they seem to know me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would be pitch dark, past midnight kind of night with no moon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of a sudden the main lights would go off and only the orange street lights would be on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then out of nowhere a tiger would rush down the hill from what looked like a jungle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and pounce on this guy wearing orange. Then all of us would rush to his aid and try to stop the tiger from mauling him, but to no avail. Some guy would suddenly whip out a handgun and shout some words but it was like he was mute and signaled us to step back and then pump exactly 7 shots into the tiger's head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tiger would then slump onto the floor and bleed there with the orange guy lying down with his face to the ground. Then this freakish thing happened. The tiger started to move again but before we could do anything it suddenly turned into a human corpse. Then the orange guy will suddenly leap up like nothing happened and rush into the thick jungle. And i still couldn't see their faces!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then the whole scene started to white out or something and then next thing i remember i was back at the carpark but this time i was totally alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then i woke up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But then i would dream the same thing over and over again, and then last night and just now the dream sort of continued.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really disturbing. I was at the carpark again, no moon no people no shit at all. Then i would start walking towards the CC as i was getting scared of the jungle. Empty. Nobody at all. Then i would see this figure leaning against the glass inside the office and i immediately went to the counter to call out to him. Then for some $%#&amp;^#&amp;amp;^ reason he would slump down and vanish from sight, leaving this sickening trail of blood on the glass......... Then i woke up again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now dread sleeping. What disturbs me is that it has been happening since saturday night on every bloody single night. And what creeps me out most was that i couldn't hear anything throughout the nightmares. Like a silent film or stm. Ah $^#^&amp;amp;, i better go study some more and try to put this out of my head with revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-4106669197441304534?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4106669197441304534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=4106669197441304534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/4106669197441304534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/4106669197441304534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-been-having-really-disturbing.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6176848167367114027</id><published>2007-08-20T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:18:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days I've done a lot of hard thinking about what i posted last week.&lt;br /&gt;I want you all to know that everything that I'm about to say is coming from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I know that it may be very difficult for you to accept my apology, but i hope you can take a few moments to read this.&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I decided to write you this letter is because our friendship is too valuable to lose over a blog post. I feel that I could have handled the situation in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this incident will let us understand one another better.&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for writing such bias stuff, especially when i unfairly singled out people and now the reasons seem so lame and childish. I want you all to know that I am very sorry and i think that I have made the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;gengan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6176848167367114027?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6176848167367114027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6176848167367114027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6176848167367114027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6176848167367114027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-all-past-few-days-ive-done-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6763756930609792929</id><published>2007-08-03T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:31:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture Time is Happy Time! =]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDD-EHqlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/CJyulbkizRs/s1600-h/DSCN3826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094489338965109330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDD-EHqlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/CJyulbkizRs/s400/DSCN3826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my auntie from america in the middle haha, she came and visited a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;My little sis's at the right, my older sis's at the right.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she's a teacher haha, teaching at naval base primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDEOEHqmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HwcUeK-rJ44/s1600-h/FSCN3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094489343260076642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDEOEHqmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HwcUeK-rJ44/s400/FSCN3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial Harmony Day! Saw something really interesting when the camera flashed haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDEuEHqnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xKDStCD-rro/s1600-h/FSCN3843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094489351850011250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDEuEHqnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xKDStCD-rro/s400/FSCN3843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L for Lucky =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDE-EHqoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ggI8I5iVRMY/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094489356144978562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDE-EHqoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ggI8I5iVRMY/s400/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent me =] (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDE-EHqpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6awI6h_kKm0/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094489356144978578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RrNDE-EHqpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6awI6h_kKm0/s400/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Louis and me in the water at Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one nearer to the bridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6763756930609792929?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6763756930609792929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6763756930609792929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6763756930609792929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RqDmImiKZJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lOyZhpuuVVY/s1600-h/Drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089320614385837202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RqDmImiKZJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lOyZhpuuVVY/s400/Drawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops keep fallin' on my head&lt;br /&gt;And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed,&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' seems to fit&lt;br /&gt;Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just did me some talkin' to the sun&lt;br /&gt;And I said I didn't like the way he got things done,&lt;br /&gt;Sleepin' on the job&lt;br /&gt;Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing I know&lt;br /&gt;The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til happiness steps up to greet me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops keep fallin' on my head&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red&lt;br /&gt;Cryin's not for me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Nothin's worryin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trumpet solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til happiness steps up to greet me&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops keep fallin' on my head&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red&lt;br /&gt;Cryin's not for me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin&lt;br /&gt;'Because I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Nothin's worryin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RqDmCWiKZII/AAAAAAAAAN0/d4dRGNUp2IA/s1600-h/Face_to_the_sun_by_Hikari_Nell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089320507011654786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RqDmCWiKZII/AAAAAAAAAN0/d4dRGNUp2IA/s400/Face_to_the_sun_by_Hikari_Nell.jpg" 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type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/07/raindrops-keep-fallin-on-my-head-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RqDmImiKZJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lOyZhpuuVVY/s72-c/Drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-8593549530523236445</id><published>2007-07-19T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T23:48:04.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for the japanese master chef 2mrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAA TAAAA!!!!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-1051222293590735673</id><published>2007-07-18T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:25:01.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's more than it meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;And tolerance is the key.&lt;br /&gt;You want to argue, to fight?&lt;br /&gt;Just let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have their own set of problems.&lt;br /&gt;Some more, some less.&lt;br /&gt;Think you've got a lot on your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, there's more on others' chests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criticizing, bickering...&lt;br /&gt;What's the point.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't add oil to the fire,&lt;br /&gt;Or venom either.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;We all lose.&lt;br /&gt;Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby declare that i am not accusing anybody of anything.&lt;br /&gt;And i would not intefere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i will be standing behind Wei An.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-1051222293590735673?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1051222293590735673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=1051222293590735673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sagittariuspopiah.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sagittariuspopiah.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the blogskin, just didn't have the time to update it.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of feeling down now.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sure i will get better soon -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-8023116561013834221?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8023116561013834221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=8023116561013834221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/8023116561013834221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/8023116561013834221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-3521818598759128183</id><published>2007-07-01T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:57:43.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RodZi91l2yI/AAAAAAAAANM/T44xa5cVQHg/s1600-h/Edward+Scissorhands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082129161760660258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RodZi91l2yI/AAAAAAAAANM/T44xa5cVQHg/s400/Edward+Scissorhands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say.&lt;br /&gt;I was digging through a stack of old dvds when i found&lt;br /&gt;this sad looking dvd with the interesting title:"edward scissorhands"&lt;br /&gt;So i watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I must say must say must say&lt;br /&gt;this is THE most touching movie i have ever watched.&lt;br /&gt;I have never ever cried in any movie before,&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't in this one.&lt;br /&gt;But it was very very close.&lt;br /&gt;closer than the scene from "I Not Stupid 2" where Jack Neo&lt;br /&gt;(father of darren) kneels down on his knees to beg for his&lt;br /&gt;son, not to let the lady call the cops and to arrest him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Scissorhands to me represented the inhumanity of the mass,&lt;br /&gt;the complacency of people when faced with the troubles of society,&lt;br /&gt;of the individual. In the beginning, everyone loved Edward,&lt;br /&gt;everyone profited from him. However, at the first sign of trouble&lt;br /&gt;the walls began to collapse.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd who joined to embrace Scissorhands turned against him&lt;br /&gt; as his flaws became apparent as the eerie and offbeat hedges&lt;br /&gt; he sculpted and that everyone seemed to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;A scene I can recall but that seemed to make this point&lt;br /&gt; was the confrontation between Kim's (Winona Ryder)&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend Jim (Anthony Michael Hall) and Scissorhands/Depp. Jim,&lt;br /&gt;an embodiment of the cruelty of youth, was shoving Edward, who slipped and sliced Ryder/Kim's hand.&lt;br /&gt;He then chased Scissorhands away, while the contented father character,&lt;br /&gt; within earshot, continued to set up his Christmas decorations on the roof,&lt;br /&gt;confused about why the protagonist fled.&lt;br /&gt;That illustrated to me the father's inability&lt;br /&gt;to grasp what was beyond the obvious,&lt;br /&gt;and his neglect of his would-be stepson,&lt;br /&gt;the decorations a facade of an easy-going everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Another point I liked was the end,&lt;br /&gt;after the mob had decided Edwards fate.&lt;br /&gt;What struck me was the fat woman,&lt;br /&gt;who casually said after the dramatic scene she wanted to go home,&lt;br /&gt;the first of the mob to disperse.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed cold, like a dog-eat-dog sort of scenario,&lt;br /&gt;and was a slice into the veil of civility people use to&lt;br /&gt;make for smooth but one-dimensional interaction.&lt;br /&gt;I think there's a difference between niceness and intention,&lt;br /&gt;and sincerity. Everyone's relation to the main character&lt;br /&gt;was this superficial show, and the almost mute Scissorhands was sort of left a mystery to the viewers, except when revealed by the only true friend he had, Kim.&lt;br /&gt;The film overall related, to me, to the illusory&lt;br /&gt; layers of optimism that shield people from all the shortcomings of the world around--&lt;br /&gt;and can be contrasted with the truer reality of mishap&lt;br /&gt; and conflict that usually lie beneath the surface, in an imperfect world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie ranks as the saddest yet entertaining movie i have ever watched.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Cry you may not, but just get some tissue ready.&lt;br /&gt;From past experience 2 girls and 1 guys watched this and cried.&lt;br /&gt;One was my sister, the other my friends.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, guys if u are looking for a horror movie&lt;br /&gt;for your girlfriends to hug u while watching, dont go for this,&lt;br /&gt;go watch Shutter or something.&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to show them the gentle kinder side of you,&lt;br /&gt;watch this.&lt;br /&gt;And get the tissue ready for her as she cries haha.&lt;br /&gt;That is what Edward Scissorhands would have done,&lt;br /&gt;like the gentleman that he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When asked by his 'adopting family's dad'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you found a bag of money on the ground would you:"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(a) Take it for yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(b) Use it to buy gifts for your loved ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Donate it to charity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(d) Surrender it to police&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edward looking at the whole family:" For my loved ones?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was one short sentence that carried more immense emotions and feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;than any other sentence would.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-3521818598759128183?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3521818598759128183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=3521818598759128183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/3521818598759128183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/3521818598759128183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RodZi91l2yI/AAAAAAAAANM/T44xa5cVQHg/s72-c/Edward+Scissorhands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6220905939669751792</id><published>2007-06-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:25:05.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>바람결이 창을 흔들고 내 키만한 작은 나의 방위로 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the wind is shaking the windows,and over my small room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;아름답게 별빛들을 가득 채워주네요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the stars fill up the sky, shining brightly too many to count,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;셀수없이 많은 별들은 지쳐있는 나를 어루만지며&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the stars reassure tired me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;내 맘 속에 가득담은 눈물 닦아주네요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;they wipe away the many tears that are deep inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;많이 아파하지마.. 날 꼭 안은채 다독여주며 &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don’t be hurt too much..they hug me tight and pamper me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;잘자라 위로해주네요&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and comfort me, telling me to go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;걷지못할만큼 힘에 겨워 아파와도 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;though I’m exhausted to the point where I can’t walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;눈물이 앞을 가려와도 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;though my tears blur my vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;갖지못할 내 사랑 앞에도 나 웃을래요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’ll still smile in front of my love that I’m not able to get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;잠시라도 곁에 행복했던 기억들은 가슴에 간직할게요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even though our happy times were short, I’ll treasure it deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;두 눈에 수 놓아진 저 별들처럼 영원히 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;like those countless number of stars, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;꿈을 꾸듯 다가오네요 유난히도 밝은 나의 별 하나 &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My dream is coming. though it is unusual that my one star is bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;눈부시게 반짝이며 어깨위로 내려와 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it is very bright, even blinding..it comes down to my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;자꾸 슬퍼하지마.. 손 꼭 잡은채 날 만져주며 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;stop being so sad..it holds my hand as it touches me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;따스히 날 감싸주네요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and gives me a warm hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;걷지못할만큼 힘에 겨워 아파와도 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;though I’m exhausted to the point where I can’t walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;눈물이 앞을 가려와도 &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;though my tears blur my vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;갖지못할 내 사랑 앞에도 나 웃을래요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’ll still smile in front of my love that I’m not able to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;잠시라도 곁에 행복했던 기억들은 가슴속에 간직할게요&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even though our happy times were short, I’ll treasure it deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;두 눈에 수 놓아진 저 별들처럼 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like those countless number of stars, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;나 오늘만은 안 울어요 눈물이 가득 차와도 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Only for today, I won’t cry though my eyes fill with tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;저기 저 별들처럼 나 웃을래요&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want to laugh like those stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh~ 행복했던 기억 모두 가슴에 간직할게요 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh~ I want to cherish all my happy moments deep inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;두 눈에 수 놓아진 저 별들처럼 영원히&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like those countless number of stars, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Strange, why am i thinking of you of all things to think of now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I felt like i have left you behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;as i walk towards the future alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yet somehow you always seem to pop up in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whether i want it or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wishing you all the best for all your endeavours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will always remember you as the first girl i have truly liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and by far the most innocent one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and good fortune!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Though we were not best of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and when we talk it feels akward for both of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will still cherish that you still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;accepted me as a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and to put it frankly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you inspired me to work hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;to think of my future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and for that i would like to thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for giving me this wake up call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i hope you too will continue to work hard for your future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for your family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but most importantly, yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I liked you once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It still doesn't change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PS: In times of trouble or sadness, remember this "In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6220905939669751792?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6220905939669751792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6220905939669751792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6220905939669751792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6220905939669751792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-8194069245471377502</id><published>2007-06-08T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:16:31.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maria~~~~~ Oh fat Maria~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Nice song ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, not gonna post these few days or last few days as i'm cut off from using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;And let's not even talk about the PS2.&lt;br /&gt;Other than TV and Brendon's gb (thanks again), i have no other entertainment haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since it's the hols, i decided to dye my hair haha.&lt;br /&gt;First i tried orange, but either i used too little dye or developer.&lt;br /&gt;Came out as black indoors, but shone orange when i'm out in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Cool 0_0&lt;br /&gt;Then tried purple on the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Disaster mon, accidentally applied it to my orange fringe too.&lt;br /&gt;In the end i think i left it on too long, hair turned back to black -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Then my older sis said she can buy any colour dye and help me dye on 1 condition.&lt;br /&gt;I have to write a argumentative essay titled: "Should students dye their hair?"&lt;br /&gt;~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, my hair's gonna spoil like this mon, but since it's the hols then nvm bah haha.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm writing my essay while listening to Maria over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but this song's stuck in my head ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Last time it was some chinese emo song.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's some korean upbeat song.&lt;br /&gt;What's next, some japanese classic song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up with studying at home, i would like to go out some day...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe with the class? Not so sure, everybody's busy i think.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway having a soccer match this monday, eleven a side.&lt;br /&gt;Playing against some JC team, i think from Yishun or Anderson...&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing goalkeeper, edmund's captain i believe.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, speaking of soccer, our jersey's ready!&lt;br /&gt;Wore it yesterday to Prasaanth's house, so fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;Though i think the name's stupid and the number may piss people off.&lt;br /&gt;I chose 9, my register number, but 9 is usually worn by strikers and i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually a right midfield, occasionally defender but more often than not goalie.&lt;br /&gt;Geng Geng.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to zip up.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go for my dental appointment now, have to be at NUH at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;One last joke and i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once this explorer that went off into the South Pole looking for penguins.&lt;br /&gt;When he got there he saw lots of happy penguins.&lt;br /&gt;Curious, he asked the 1st penguin.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so happy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Quack! Because i can eat fish here everyday, and beatbox too."&lt;br /&gt;Not satisfied, he asked the 2nd penguin.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so happy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Quack! Because i can swim in the ocean all day long, and beatbox too."&lt;br /&gt;Still not satisfied, he asked the 3rd penguin.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so happy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Quack! Because i can slide on snow all the time, and beatbox too."&lt;br /&gt;The explorer nodded and was about to go off when he saw a penguin crying in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled, he rushed over and asked the crying penguin.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so sad while the others are so happy?"&lt;br /&gt;The penguin looked up with sad eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Quack! Because i am Box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Seeya~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-8194069245471377502?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8194069245471377502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=8194069245471377502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/8194069245471377502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/8194069245471377502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/maria-oh-fat-maria-nice-song-ahem-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7729301511025711978</id><published>2007-05-25T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:53:29.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#$#^%#^&amp;#^$#^&amp;amp;#^&amp;#^&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the order form sent online.&lt;br /&gt;With the booking of bbq pit it is ard 300 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;minus the 80 dollars from class fund and it's abt 230 bah.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody less than 10 dollars...&lt;br /&gt;Anw details... details...&lt;br /&gt;Our BBQ pit is at Park Area D, as we can take buses 853, 135, 76 etc to Marine Parade Road and get off to walk a short distance there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wry, we won't need to walk so far like last time again.&lt;br /&gt;If i get u guys lost again i will shave my head and go be a monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pits 33-48, let u guys chose bah, easier.&lt;br /&gt;Its near the Bike and skates rental, so gd lah.&lt;br /&gt;so far got ard 30 people going.&lt;br /&gt;i admit ah more than i expected but lesser than i had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm sounds logical.&lt;br /&gt;OH yah! there's also a toilet nearby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK things to bring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) $$$$$$ ( ard 10 for bbq and 20 for urself bah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Bag to put stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Spare clothes and towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Balls and frisbees or kites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Your sense of humour and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it i think.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and veggies, i ordered vegs and dessert for u, so no need to worry!&lt;br /&gt;For others, the standard food like satay are still around of course.&lt;br /&gt;Leave the cooking to the guys ( they are gonna kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, meet at AMK MRT at 1030am.&lt;br /&gt;We take 853 to Marine Parade road.&lt;br /&gt;Get off and walkshort distance.&lt;br /&gt;Play.&lt;br /&gt;Play.&lt;br /&gt;Play.&lt;br /&gt;Food comes at ard 4-6pm, shld be 5pm bah.&lt;br /&gt;BBQ till 10-11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Clear up.&lt;br /&gt;Leave at 11 or 12.&lt;br /&gt;Go home.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~Sweet Dreams~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7729301511025711978?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7729301511025711978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;themed: A Day At The Beach on the weekend after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Details haven't been ironed out much yet, but i will post what we have now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue will be at East Coast Park, with it's beautiful sun and sea.&lt;br /&gt;It will be held either on the 19th or 20th of May, depending on your choices.&lt;br /&gt;However, there would be a direct bus to east coast park on Sundays, 853.&lt;br /&gt;As for the time, it should be from late morning 11am to night 9pm or 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Also, there will be a BBQ and most likely held around 5-6pm, depending on your choices.&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ will be ordered from BBQWholeSale as usual, with cheap prices and vast variety.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to bring food to eat or bbq, but plz make sure it's halal and edible.&lt;br /&gt;If all 45 of us are going, then the BBQ price is around less than $10 for each or even $8.&lt;br /&gt;We are most likely to meet as a class at AMK MRT like last time, then go together to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;The activities are up to you guys, but there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Beach Soccer =]&lt;br /&gt;2) Cycling&lt;br /&gt;3) Bowling&lt;br /&gt;4) Skating&lt;br /&gt;5) Water Sports =]&lt;br /&gt;6) Swimming =]&lt;br /&gt;7) Sand-castle building&lt;br /&gt;8) Kite-flying&lt;br /&gt;9) Beach Volleyball =]&lt;br /&gt;10) Fishing&lt;br /&gt;11) Hunk-watching =9&lt;br /&gt;12) Babe-watching =9&lt;br /&gt;13) Frisbee&lt;br /&gt;14) Hiking&lt;br /&gt;15) Sun-tanning&lt;br /&gt;16) Tennis&lt;br /&gt;17) Admiring Nature =]&lt;br /&gt;18) Jogging&lt;br /&gt;19) Eating =9&lt;br /&gt;20) Having fun =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 174635 other ways, but basically, the more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are some questions that i need to ask and confirm with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Are you going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) If so, are you going for the BBQ too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) We need to book the BBQ pit, which area do you want it to be? e.g. (A,B,C,D,E,F,G)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) As for the BBQ pit, 4m or 6m pit? I think depends on how many of us going then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) And if you are eating BBQ, please tell me your preferences e.g. herbivore, eatanythinivore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Can you bring balls(any sports) or kites/frisbees and other stuff over to play with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Finally, please convince the others to come too, rmb, it's a CLASS event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the food, the usual like otah and satay are a must, but below are just a few choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chops (chicken/mutton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sausages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked Food e.g. Fried rice mee hoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on bbq food please go to &lt;a href="http://www.bbqwholesale.com"&gt;http://www.bbqwholesale.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information just call my number or sms me, 18 hours around the clock.&lt;br /&gt;I need to slp u noe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah ahahaha, please tell me whther you can go or not and please please as a whole 45 strong 4/4 go please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha-tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-470648626379444164?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/470648626379444164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's SA1 2mrw and we are kicking off with SS and MT Paper 1!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of kicking off, there's the Chelsea-Arsenal match later at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Being a Spurs fan, i hate Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;But i also dislike Chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, draw bah, let them share points none of them win can le, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck guys and gurlz, here goes our 2nd lap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5965284720055709267?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5965284720055709267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5965284720055709267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOG6SJsSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YwQHgyciRF0/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;To end off yet another day, this time with a special edition...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060302274447388962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOG6SJsSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YwQHgyciRF0/s400/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get a good shot of the sunset, but i think&lt;br /&gt;this was quite a nice photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOG6SJsTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/G4t8MLVArSw/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060302274447388978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOG6SJsTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/G4t8MLVArSw/s400/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something my sister and i drew on the sand haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOHKSJsUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WSvE789rXOA/s1600-h/DSCN3429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060302278742356290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOHKSJsUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WSvE789rXOA/s400/DSCN3429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOHKSJsVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZQzUflGiGqg/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060302278742356306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOHKSJsVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZQzUflGiGqg/s400/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango pudding! I know lot's of people who like them.&lt;br /&gt;This was made the night i helped my sister with her home econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOHaSJsWI/AAAAAAAAANE/Vp6pW8eXvzE/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060302283037323618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOHaSJsWI/AAAAAAAAANE/Vp6pW8eXvzE/s400/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our passion for soccer will never wane and die!&lt;br /&gt;Soccer for life! Mine's the bottom middle one haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZKSJsNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/HfQ_yxpIgI0/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060299289445118162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZKSJsNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/HfQ_yxpIgI0/s400/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know how those window panes got broken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZKSJsOI/AAAAAAAAAME/NjtJa8lXWks/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060299289445118178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZKSJsOI/AAAAAAAAAME/NjtJa8lXWks/s400/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we took our Napfa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rainbow earlier, but i couldn't catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZaSJsPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/C8GV0VRbVMI/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060299293740085490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZaSJsPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/C8GV0VRbVMI/s400/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng An, Lee Teck, Jia Hao and Terence are as guilty as charged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have served their sentences and freed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZaSJsQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ju_2M04DYFA/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060299293740085506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZaSJsQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ju_2M04DYFA/s400/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, hope that we as a class can stay as united and as&lt;br /&gt;hopeful as these bunch of soccer players.&lt;br /&gt;United!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;geng an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnLZqSJsRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wRsT4ldixCc/s1600-h/DSC001066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5372298850884786499?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5372298850884786499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5372298850884786499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5372298850884786499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5372298850884786499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-end-off-yet-another-day-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjnOG6SJsSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YwQHgyciRF0/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5026646344773888408</id><published>2007-04-29T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:38:14.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjS7aKSJsMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/y3sPAA4EfGo/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058874339555389634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjS7aKSJsMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/y3sPAA4EfGo/s400/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the waves come and engulf me&lt;br /&gt;Let the flames come and burn me&lt;br /&gt;What come may next in life&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5026646344773888408?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjS7aKSJsMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/y3sPAA4EfGo/s72-c/DSC00087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-4942716585364815440</id><published>2007-04-29T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:15:00.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjRhsqSJsLI/AAAAAAAAALs/QTFZDitnems/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058775701336469682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjRhsqSJsLI/AAAAAAAAALs/QTFZDitnems/s400/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can be as happy as this everyday!&lt;br /&gt;Well, all of us can.&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on smiling! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-4942716585364815440?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4942716585364815440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=4942716585364815440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/4942716585364815440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/4942716585364815440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/current-mood-how-i-wish-i-can-be-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjRhsqSJsLI/AAAAAAAAALs/QTFZDitnems/s72-c/DSC00047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-1987671286277951427</id><published>2007-04-26T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:57:12.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjDLGaSJsKI/AAAAAAAAALk/MyZLeRUXBYA/s1600-h/TheNarutoCrew.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057765692532175010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjDLGaSJsKI/AAAAAAAAALk/MyZLeRUXBYA/s400/TheNarutoCrew.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm losing your respect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That i didn't expect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What i did i now regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wish i didn't do that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, sometimes the smallest things bring u down and the biggest things just pass by you without you noticing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-1987671286277951427?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RjDLGaSJsKI/AAAAAAAAALk/MyZLeRUXBYA/s72-c/TheNarutoCrew.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-8741385307790452255</id><published>2007-04-19T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:57:02.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heck, you wouldn't believe what happened to me just now.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a queue at AMK Hub Subway just now for dinner&lt;br /&gt;and I was waiting patiently for my turn when somebody&lt;br /&gt;tapped me on the shoulder. Turning around, i was face to face&lt;br /&gt;with an old, petite auntie. " You look like my grandson! Here,&lt;br /&gt;take a look at this photo!" she chattered animately as she took&lt;br /&gt;out a glossy photo of a teenager. Problem is, the guy didn't look&lt;br /&gt;like me at all! I was more handsome (bu yao nian...) lol! Anyway&lt;br /&gt;she then asked me if she could cut in the queue in front of me&lt;br /&gt;as she was in a bit of a rush so i said okay as she was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About five minutes it was her turn and she bought a sandwich&lt;br /&gt;and gibbered a "See you later!" to me and walked away. I was&lt;br /&gt;thinking, " What a nice auntie..." and ordered my sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;When i saw the bill however it included 2 sandwiches!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hastily asked the cashier to clarify and she said that the&lt;br /&gt;old lady said that i was her grandson and i would be paying the&lt;br /&gt;total bill for the both of us! I glanced back and sure enough, i saw&lt;br /&gt;the old lady walking very fast away from the Subway.&lt;br /&gt;" Excuse me for a while!" i told the cashier as i wheeled around&lt;br /&gt;and gave chase. I weaved in and out of the crowds and was about&lt;br /&gt;to catch her when i accidentally tripped and fell forward, managing&lt;br /&gt;to grab and pull it, just like how i'm pulling yours now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha, i wish i could say that 'mover you so i can like another girl but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ahaha, nvm le, though it doesn'tafect me as much as last time, must concentrate on studies and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;more now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just wish we can talk more, like normal friends, not strangers,k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahahahaha tricked you, didn't i?&lt;br /&gt;If you felt it was funny, then i have achieved my objective hehe.&lt;br /&gt;If not, i'm sorry and i will tell better ones in the future! =]&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Prasaanth told me this one, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Bie jai da wo dian hua! Wo bu shiang jie ni dian hua!"&lt;br /&gt;- 5 year old kid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-8741385307790452255?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8741385307790452255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=8741385307790452255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/8741385307790452255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/8741385307790452255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/heck-you-wouldnt-believe-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-4455874610084214446</id><published>2007-04-15T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:23:18.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Do not scorn pity, for it comes from a gentle heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i do not pity you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the other way round, actually, heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, let's move on to more important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my quest to join a tuition group has ended.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Brendon's every Tuesday evening, should be 'fun' i guess, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, i'm just gonna blog about what happened these few days, let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last unofficial NCC training.&lt;br /&gt;Cheh.&lt;br /&gt;Announced the posts of the Sec 3s, could tell most were not happy with theirs.&lt;br /&gt;Cheh.&lt;br /&gt;Life's like that, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Slog and suffer 3 years of sh!t and one miserable post is what you get in the end.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even big to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;Cheh.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off with Brendon after training.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around AMK central and basically hung around.&lt;br /&gt;Had LSC counselling session with each other ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Sat outside the mrt eating currypuffs.&lt;br /&gt;ya noe, true friends can just hang around each other, do nothing and&lt;br /&gt;yet enjoy each other's company. Just like that, haha. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how many times we had such a session le.&lt;br /&gt;Last time during Sec 1 and 2 it was Brendon, Ray and me.&lt;br /&gt;Counselling, advising, suaning, teasing...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, haha, funny stuffs basically.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 and 4 Ray went away and Edmund replaced him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL but the topics were still the same.&lt;br /&gt;It was either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Did i mention girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raging hormones, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;I always felt guys love girls more than girls love guys.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, just my personal opinion.&lt;br /&gt;From past experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted till 8 plus pm, was abt to go when wee wing popped out and saw us.&lt;br /&gt;He was getting his new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we left i noticed something ironic.&lt;br /&gt;When the 3 of us went off, we went off in 3 seperate directions.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, like when we graduate from Secondary school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we walk off like that too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not scorn pity, for it comes from a gentle heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do not pity you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the other way round, actually, heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-4455874610084214446?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4455874610084214446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=4455874610084214446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/4455874610084214446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/4455874610084214446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-not-detest-pity-for-it-comes-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7787049839988685572</id><published>2007-04-09T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T16:46:06.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a bright note, good luck to all SYF people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially ex Jiemin people and 4/4 people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also namely Jiemin, Jay, Pinru, hope they all win gold with honours this year!&lt;br /&gt;(ex jiemin de mah, hahahahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i need tuition!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can recommend me any good group tuition?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7787049839988685572?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7787049839988685572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7787049839988685572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7787049839988685572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7787049839988685572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-bright-note-good-luck-to-all-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5053157554161817513</id><published>2007-04-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:51:27.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.junkfoodblog.com/uploaded_images/del-taco-crispy-fish-burrito-708533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.junkfoodblog.com/uploaded_images/del-taco-crispy-fish-burrito-708533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burrito señor: ¡hola! Soy Burrito, Popiah's español primo hermano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.makansutra.com/reviews/040906/popiah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.makansutra.com/reviews/040906/popiah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popiah: Hi there! That's my Spanish cousin Burrito up there, he's coming to Singapore for&lt;br /&gt;              a one week long holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burrito: Muchas gracias! I would want to explorar this hermoso country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popiah: Beautiful country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burrito: Muchas gracias! I'm slowly learning English, it is such a beautiful language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popiah: Yeah, but i prefer Chinese and Spanish over it, haha. Btw, we are going to meet my friends 2mrw, you will definitely like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burrito: ¿ah sí? ¡Es verdad! I am sure i will disfrutar de reflexivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popiah: Yeah, i cannot wait haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to test your braincells (look below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as small as an ant&lt;br /&gt;As big as a whale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approach like a breeze&lt;br /&gt;But can come like a gale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By some i get hit&lt;br /&gt;But all have shown fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll dance to the music&lt;br /&gt;Though i can't hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of names i have many&lt;br /&gt;Of names i have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as slow as a snail&lt;br /&gt;But from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Can't&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your shadow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5053157554161817513?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5053157554161817513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5053157554161817513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5053157554161817513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5053157554161817513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-as-small-as-ant-as-big-as-whale-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-551400666229961390</id><published>2007-03-30T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:58:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mission Failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-551400666229961390?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/551400666229961390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=551400666229961390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/551400666229961390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/551400666229961390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/mission-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-1336624637950075052</id><published>2007-03-26T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T02:32:45.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I cried all night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i was grating onions for my sister just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you thinking of? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she has her 1st ever home econs practical today morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she needs help obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 1st practice at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that we went out for dinner after that =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhh.... Bill please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my older sis and i decided to help her late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to NTUC to buy $40+++ worth of groceries for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, she's cooking spaghetti, my favourite italian dish hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toiled for 1hr+++...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried for 2hrs+++ cos had to grate for her so that she could&lt;br /&gt;bring to school and not waste time grating there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy. White Onions works even better than soppy dramas or musicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, i know de. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tadah! Spaghetti El Gino! My own recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasted only like what it should taste like---- Thick Gravy Tomato Savvy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, she should be able to score quite well 2mrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, she had 3 tries practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's my recipe X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a stomachache now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL serves me right haha greedy pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late, need go school later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha-tah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You broke my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And left without paying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once broken, considered sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not bad huh, i thought of it myself =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Here's one more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do rich people need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And poor people have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when you eat it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You will surely die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-1336624637950075052?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1336624637950075052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=1336624637950075052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/1336624637950075052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/1336624637950075052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cried-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6859569536007603399</id><published>2007-03-25T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T20:15:16.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do rich people need,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor people have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you eat it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I noticed these few days i have been crazy over riddles and the such.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I like my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm okay with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;smile people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Life's good so far, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6859569536007603399?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6859569536007603399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6859569536007603399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6859569536007603399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6859569536007603399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-do-rich-people-need-poor-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-3226811245535433315</id><published>2007-03-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:33:45.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is like an onion.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;You peel it off one layer at a time,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-3226811245535433315?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3226811245535433315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=3226811245535433315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/3226811245535433315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/3226811245535433315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-like-onion.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5815892315078809158</id><published>2007-03-15T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:10:52.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny thing. i still can post here WAHAHAHAHHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5815892315078809158?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5815892315078809158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5815892315078809158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5815892315078809158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5815892315078809158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/funny-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis - Never Again</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6461247499929150182</id><published>2007-03-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:09:23.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Replies to all tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;The old blog was corrupted and the old webpage couldn't load properly so i changed it but when it was changed it wa loaded as the LSC blog, but now it's ok already ahahaha sorry&lt;br /&gt;for cheating all ur HUILINGS ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the old blog is at &lt;a href="http://www.lscpopiah.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.lscpopiah.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; so if Louis or Brendon wants to post just go there post can le ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Winning isn't everything! I hereby contradict myself! Play for fun, not to win!&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong in the past and i feel that that is what we should all believe in, regardless in whether we win or lose! Yeah! Just have fun and bond together can le, i guess. So no need to feel sad or disappointed, yar? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH GAMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr! 4/4 may not have won anything but it's okay de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i want to thank the organisers( MC!) for organising this March Games this year! It was quite an success haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i want to thank the teachers who played for our team, namely Mr Wong and Shen Laoshi! Thanks you, you two certainly made a differene haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i want to thank all the Student Game Helpers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but certainly not the least, 4/4 for coming down to play and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Chien------------&lt;br /&gt;Wei An----------------&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hao----------------&lt;br /&gt;Lee Teck--------------&lt;br /&gt;Terence---------------&lt;br /&gt;Adi--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Prasaanth-------------&lt;br /&gt;Pete-------------------&lt;br /&gt;Jie Ming---------------&lt;br /&gt;Sing Ee----------------&lt;br /&gt;Geng An---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi Ting----------------&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Hui---------------&lt;br /&gt;Samantha-------------&lt;br /&gt;Shahidah--------------&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn----------------&lt;br /&gt;Dinah-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Jie Ling---------------&lt;br /&gt;Edna------------------&lt;br /&gt;Bliss------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;2nd&lt;br /&gt;Lost in 5/1 in the finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei An *Man Of The Match*&lt;br /&gt;Ji Hao&lt;br /&gt;Terence&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain's Ball&lt;br /&gt;4th&lt;br /&gt;Lost to 4/6 in the semi-finals who went on to win 4/3 in the finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei An *People Of The Match*&lt;br /&gt;Terence&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hao&lt;br /&gt;Vi Ting&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Hui&lt;br /&gt;Shahidah&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;Jie Ming (sub)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;br /&gt;4th&lt;br /&gt;Lost to 4/3 on penalties who went on to be kena tok by 5/1 LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Chien (Striker) *Man Of The Match*&lt;br /&gt;Lee Teck (Defender)&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hao (Midfielder)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wong (Midfielder)&lt;br /&gt;Shahidah (Defender)&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn (Defender)&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Hui (Defender)&lt;br /&gt;Geng An (Goalkeeper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6461247499929150182?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6461247499929150182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6461247499929150182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6461247499929150182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6461247499929150182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/replies-to-all-tags-sorry-old-blog-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7108375343887797703</id><published>2007-03-12T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T12:47:00.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been thinking of my future lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i want to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What job and salary do i expect to earn later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i want to have a family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i even intend to marry and if so, when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how do i do all these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when it struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to first get my foundation right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary School Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolve and Passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PLAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O" Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get target of 12 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get into St Andrews JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increase Social Circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be a dentist, my mother wanted me to be one since i was really young.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm interested in being one, so I must get good results in my Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be a godd cook and cook all day long, but being a chef means needing long hours of discipline and training so i would rather be a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Househusband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. I don't mind being one. I can cook, do housework, iron, dust, clean, wash and dry.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, how many househusbands do you see these days? Heck, there are even more career women! Not that i have any opinions however haha. But seriously, i can be and want to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;First i need a spouse, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spouse&lt;br /&gt;1. Shorter than me or same height&lt;br /&gt;(LOL hard hard hard hahahahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age doesn't really matters though. Not too older than me can le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Must have parents' approval!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kind and caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm hahaha i already got it all figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Child&lt;br /&gt;Baby Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Child&lt;br /&gt;Baby Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Child&lt;br /&gt;Baby Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that it is over the 2.1 baby rate thing&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;so that we would make doubly sure we 'teng' them equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is still in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's take it one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to see you guys again when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i would have a happy job and a happy family already haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Some friends asked me abt how i would rank those 4 'values'?&lt;br /&gt;It has changed, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Family&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends&lt;br /&gt;3. Money&lt;br /&gt;4. Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Something's gotta give"&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7108375343887797703?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7108375343887797703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7108375343887797703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7108375343887797703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7108375343887797703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-been-thinking-of-my-future.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7328015469611660680</id><published>2007-03-12T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:42:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The old blog would be for LSC members only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now this would be for personal use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the old one would be located at &lt;a href="http://shamanpopiah.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shamanpopiah.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Ni shou, wo jiu siang, ni de hao~ peng you~ wo~"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fairly excited.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7328015469611660680?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7328015469611660680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7328015469611660680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7328015469611660680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7328015469611660680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/old-blog-would-be-for-lsc-members-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5741436397312148709</id><published>2007-03-07T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:29:17.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You abandoned Ship afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ship sunk on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time was not on her side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither was Time on yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandon Ship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5741436397312148709?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5741436397312148709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5741436397312148709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5741436397312148709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/5741436397312148709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-abandoned-ship-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-2118679099880089633</id><published>2007-03-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:39:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel6VxYwTxI/AAAAAAAAALI/D5ZOrUJAKsQ/s1600-h/DSCN2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037692172643618578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel6VxYwTxI/AAAAAAAAALI/D5ZOrUJAKsQ/s400/DSCN2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! All my favourite colours here!&lt;br /&gt;Red!&lt;br /&gt;Black!&lt;br /&gt;White!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel5JxYwTuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rkL8D3W7OWs/s1600-h/Dcm03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037690866973560546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel5JxYwTuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rkL8D3W7OWs/s400/Dcm03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Da Jie Da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel5KBYwTvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pPcILO1wRLQ/s1600-h/DSCN2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037690871268527858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel5KBYwTvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pPcILO1wRLQ/s400/DSCN2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Me having a conversation with an orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel5NhYwTwI/AAAAAAAAALA/zVFNUUFX0a0/s1600-h/DSCN2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037690931398070018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Rel5NhYwTwI/AAAAAAAAALA/zVFNUUFX0a0/s400/DSCN2753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! The little Sister and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Relt_BYwTsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PdCU43A2ilo/s1600-h/DSCN27256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037678587662061250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Relt_BYwTsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PdCU43A2ilo/s400/DSCN27256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Happy Birthday, little sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Relt_hYwTtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xqnvpci2gG0/s1600-h/DSCN2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037678596251995858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Relt_hYwTtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xqnvpci2gG0/s400/DSCN2849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Siblings Ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-2118679099880089633?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2118679099880089633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=2118679099880089633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-341355982965300338</id><published>2007-03-01T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:33:38.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for helping me make up my mind, Brendon and Wei An.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Brendon, yeap, we ARE on the same boat.&lt;br /&gt;Just that you are the mastman at the top mast.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the deckhand on the decks.&lt;br /&gt;You have the seagulls for company.&lt;br /&gt;I have the rats for company.&lt;br /&gt;Though really, once in a while, the gulls shit all over you.&lt;br /&gt;And the rats shit all over the decks.&lt;br /&gt;But other than that they often hang around together.&lt;br /&gt;But the ship is now sinking.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly.&lt;br /&gt;But surely.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Would you abandon ship?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you stay as she goes down?&lt;br /&gt;I have decided, Brendon.&lt;br /&gt;I will stay.&lt;br /&gt;And repair all the broken planks.&lt;br /&gt;And repair all the holes on deck.&lt;br /&gt;And repair and that is broken.&lt;br /&gt;What about you, Brendon?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay.&lt;br /&gt;Or flee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Ship Of Stow Aways, gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger."&lt;br /&gt;- Pondering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-341355982965300338?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/341355982965300338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=341355982965300338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/341355982965300338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/341355982965300338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-for-helping-me-make-up-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-6531924283430534011</id><published>2007-02-26T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:24:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;I missed school.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit sick but that's nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for missing the SS presentation, really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mr Wong for being unable to pass u the hw today, really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for myself for missing school bleah, little bit sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to post, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, shall post abt "Amazing Race", hahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag Day&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Overslept. Boarded 853 outside my house at 7:52am.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 8:05am and collected my can.&lt;br /&gt;Some had already left collecting.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, turns out i wasn't the only one, Benjamin was late too.&lt;br /&gt;Sing Ee, Jie Ming, Benjamin and I went to AMK Central to collect first.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into various persons and said hello.&lt;br /&gt;Some didn't notice =[&lt;br /&gt;Anyway from there we broke up (lol), Sing Ee and Jie Ming, Ben and me.&lt;br /&gt;We took the MRT to Yishun MRT and started to wander around the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahaha then Ben came up with a crazy idea.&lt;br /&gt;Walk from Yishun to what-who-where&lt;br /&gt;"Just keep on walking!" was his answer.&lt;br /&gt;"Set ah, zhao!" was mine.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha and so we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDXdfhnzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1sbVlT9QWd0/s1600-h/(1)+Yishun+MRT+1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035520666198187826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDXdfhnzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1sbVlT9QWd0/s400/(1)+Yishun+MRT+1.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sort of walked around the bus interchange asking for donations.&lt;br /&gt;There were so many tin can holders!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the competition we decided to walk to khatib in search of 'prey' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDXtfhn0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/VDzltvtKlEc/s1600-h/(2)+Yishun+Avenue+2+2.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035520670493155138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDXtfhn0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/VDzltvtKlEc/s400/(2)+Yishun+Avenue+2+2.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We encountered several kind poeple who donated generously (2 dollar note!)&lt;br /&gt;but there was this auntie that was blunt and straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;" I don't have any money, so don't ask me!" in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDX9fhn1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/KrNIy3nYcvc/s1600-h/(3)+Yishun---Khatib.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035520674788122450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDX9fhn1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/KrNIy3nYcvc/s400/(3)+Yishun---Khatib.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha, nothing much here, just kept on walking and talking&lt;br /&gt;and asking for donations. Oh lol, Ben got much more donations than me cos'&lt;br /&gt;he said i looked scary with my hair and specs, so the public will think&lt;br /&gt;i'm some pai kia or something. Lemme ask u something. Where got pai&lt;br /&gt;kia so short one!!!!!! Grr. Took off my specs and began walking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDYNfhn2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/gPPW-ICofPY/s1600-h/(4)+Khatib+MRT.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035520679083089762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDYNfhn2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/gPPW-ICofPY/s400/(4)+Khatib+MRT.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cut through the MRT station and even dared to ask some people on&lt;br /&gt;the mrt premises for donations. They all donated! Kind people live in the&lt;br /&gt;yishun/khatib neighbourhood i tell you. Though of course the rest avoid us like the plague.&lt;br /&gt;There was this couple who was at the bus stop, upon seeing us quickly flagged down&lt;br /&gt;the nearest bus and zhaoed off. I brought Ben to the Bottle Tree Park,&lt;br /&gt;a very very very nice place to walk in and to enjoy Nature. Ahahaha on the way&lt;br /&gt;Ben spotted a very big snake in the bushes but i couldn't spot it in time,&lt;br /&gt;taking out my specs needs time u know. LOL, maybe the snake thought i looked scary and zhaoed off too. hahahahah... Anyway, next time i have a chance i would surely&lt;br /&gt;bring some of my friends over to the park. It's such a nice, breezy place with lotsa fish and ponds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDYdfhn3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Uof8tYUVlwU/s1600-h/(5)+Khatib+Bottle+Tree+Park.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035520683378057074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHDYdfhn3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Uof8tYUVlwU/s400/(5)+Khatib+Bottle+Tree+Park.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to pull ourselves away from the Park and&lt;br /&gt;took a right turn, this time Ben says, we are walking&lt;br /&gt;towards Orchid Country Club, then from there walk to Yio Chu Kang.&lt;br /&gt;That's what he said btw.&lt;br /&gt;The route we took later was completely off haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCrdfhnuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mZETiHVUHVs/s1600-h/(6)+Seletar+Reservoir+Park.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519910283943650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCrdfhnuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mZETiHVUHVs/s400/(6)+Seletar+Reservoir+Park.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked past the Yishun Stadium and several HDB flats,&lt;br /&gt;and as usual we kept on walking and talking.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i wonder why our mouths weren't as tired as our feet&lt;br /&gt;when we reached our last stop, we were like talking non-stop&lt;br /&gt;all the way. Here we talked about our respective classes&lt;br /&gt;and how we 'adapted' to it. You know, that kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCrtfhnvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZVC6pUpGFvE/s1600-h/(7)+Orchid+Park+Condo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519914578910962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCrtfhnvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZVC6pUpGFvE/s400/(7)+Orchid+Park+Condo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked past the Orchid Park Condo, didn't look like&lt;br /&gt;a condo to me, more like a huge HDB flat. And we passed the&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Orchid Country Club Golf Course, some golf course ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;All we saw on our right were tropical rainforest trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCrtfhnwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1UOjWpxEGEY/s1600-h/(8)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519914578910978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCrtfhnwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1UOjWpxEGEY/s400/(8)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind started to blow really hard here. Hmm, if we were wearing&lt;br /&gt;skirts i bet we would be like Betty Boob and Marilyn Monroe trying to&lt;br /&gt;hold down our skirts ahaha =p Imagination is a very powerful thing, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCr9fhnxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/etUNkeRPPnc/s1600-h/(9)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519918873878290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCr9fhnxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/etUNkeRPPnc/s400/(9)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was as strong as ever and this time there were&lt;br /&gt;4 guys jogging behind us towards who-where-how. We will meet&lt;br /&gt;them some time later though. We spotted several caterpillars&lt;br /&gt;swirling around in the air. You know, those kind with threads attached&lt;br /&gt;to their behinds to the tree branches? Those who hang upside down&lt;br /&gt;near trees? Yeap, they were spinning around like ballerinas and helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to avoid them due to our superb agility and dexerity.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, no easy task due to the heavy winds hoooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCr9fhnyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bSYHZ_MKN8s/s1600-h/(10)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519918873878306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCr9fhnyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bSYHZ_MKN8s/s400/(10)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked and talked... nothing much happened here...&lt;br /&gt;just changing of topics...&lt;br /&gt;boy, guys talk/gossip more than girls, lah.&lt;br /&gt;though we are less critical and 'bitchy' =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXNfhnpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gbwsO4nnC-Q/s1600-h/(11)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519562391592594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXNfhnpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gbwsO4nnC-Q/s400/(11)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed by the 400+ blocks. Saw 3 wild dogs crossing the road to our side.&lt;br /&gt;A thought popped into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What if those 3 dogs start to attack us?"&lt;br /&gt;Ben: " I will run. Very fast!"&lt;br /&gt;Us: " Ahahahahaha..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXdfhnqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EbsMGWn21PI/s1600-h/(12)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519566686559906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXdfhnqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EbsMGWn21PI/s400/(12)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasty. Saw the remains of a dead turtle.&lt;br /&gt;There was its skull, its base and its shell.&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I kicked an ant's nest by accident, it was&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of leaves hewn together by them red ants.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXdfhnrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BP7Dv-RCF7g/s1600-h/(13)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519566686559922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXdfhnrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BP7Dv-RCF7g/s400/(13)+The+Way+To+NOWHERE+6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when i realised this place was not Orchid&lt;br /&gt;Country Club. LOL. And those joggers earlier jogged back,&lt;br /&gt;this time half-naked. They were gaping at us, maybe because&lt;br /&gt;windering what in the name of are the two of us walking to such&lt;br /&gt;a place. Well we didn't really know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXtfhnsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/SdOH93D-HC8/s1600-h/(14)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+Start).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519570981527234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXtfhnsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/SdOH93D-HC8/s400/(14)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+Start).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I remember this place. My family would bring me&lt;br /&gt;here on picnics when i was younger. We would snack on cooked stuff&lt;br /&gt;prepared by mom and her friends would tag along, along with my&lt;br /&gt;dad's. Now, we rarely come here. Nice place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXtfhntI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Uam4GT4H2A/s1600-h/(15)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+Middle).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519570981527250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCXtfhntI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Uam4GT4H2A/s400/(15)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+Middle).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCIdfhnkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EMuIUb-T0BI/s1600-h/(16)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+Still+in+the+Middle).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519308988522050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCIdfhnkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EMuIUb-T0BI/s400/(16)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+Still+in+the+Middle).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben says that he once saw a komodo dragon here&lt;br /&gt;in the waters and that it would climb onto land and scare&lt;br /&gt;innocent people like us 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCItfhnlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iWF8cRLMT7U/s1600-h/(17)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+End).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519313283489362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCItfhnlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iWF8cRLMT7U/s400/(17)+Seletar+Power+Station+(Bridge+End).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We encountered a sign saying: "WARNING&lt;br /&gt;HIGH VOLTAGE CABLES BELOW GROUND".&lt;br /&gt;Ben and i just walked over =p&lt;br /&gt;What a 'shocking' experience lol haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCI9fhnmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HvCdxaa4QTw/s1600-h/(18)+Immense+Waters+Nearby+O_O.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519317578456674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCI9fhnmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HvCdxaa4QTw/s400/(18)+Immense+Waters+Nearby+O_O.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;I peeked over the waters and saw what seemed&lt;br /&gt;to look like pink sea cucumbers clinging to the concrete&lt;br /&gt;slabs facing the water. The further we walked the&lt;br /&gt;more numerous they became. Brrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;Saw turtles, fishes and other wildlife though.&lt;br /&gt;But no komodo dragons =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCI9fhnnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JIMAIyLZ9bA/s1600-h/(19)+Near+St+Aerospace+Engineering.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519317578456690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCI9fhnnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JIMAIyLZ9bA/s400/(19)+Near+St+Aerospace+Engineering.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked past a swamp and on our right&lt;br /&gt;was St Aerospace Engineering!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i don't know what it is actually LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCJNfhnoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LN4RXC-DXUA/s1600-h/(20)+Sungei+Pinang.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035519321873424002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHCJNfhnoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LN4RXC-DXUA/s400/(20)+Sungei+Pinang.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking...&lt;br /&gt;Walking...&lt;br /&gt;Talking...&lt;br /&gt;Talking...&lt;br /&gt;Walking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBfNfhnfI/AAAAAAAAADc/Z9kYj9oqnJY/s1600-h/(21)+Seletar+Club+Road---+Crossways.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518600318918130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBfNfhnfI/AAAAAAAAADc/Z9kYj9oqnJY/s400/(21)+Seletar+Club+Road---+Crossways.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovery!&lt;br /&gt;We stumbled upon an old, abandoned, wartime&lt;br /&gt;bunker! I stopped to take an photo of it and wanted&lt;br /&gt;to go inside when i realised Ben was already ahead of&lt;br /&gt;me walking. He didn't want to go in and neither did i&lt;br /&gt;wanted to explore it all alone. So i ran after him LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBfdfhngI/AAAAAAAAADk/Xgeus3biEG4/s1600-h/(22)+West+Camp+Road+(Cool+Swirling+Road).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518604613885442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBfdfhngI/AAAAAAAAADk/Xgeus3biEG4/s400/(22)+West+Camp+Road+(Cool+Swirling+Road).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;Since the start of the journey Ben has been&lt;br /&gt;saving my life 30+++ times.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we were walking on the roads Ben&lt;br /&gt;would pull me aside just when a vehicle blazed&lt;br /&gt;past. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBfdfhnhI/AAAAAAAAADs/S9pPUjKAMOQ/s1600-h/(23)+Edgware+Road.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518604613885458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBfdfhnhI/AAAAAAAAADs/S9pPUjKAMOQ/s400/(23)+Edgware+Road.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay Market? I don't see any hay around.&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i see any dukes or knights here.&lt;br /&gt;Strange.&lt;br /&gt;Only a few swallows =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBftfhniI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2Xp5xBy6akg/s1600-h/(24)+suSEX+Garden+%3D%5D.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518608908852770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBftfhniI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2Xp5xBy6akg/s400/(24)+suSEX+Garden+%3D%5D.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBf9fhnjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kVPKzfFTSak/s1600-h/(25)+Finally,+Civilisation!.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518613203820082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBf9fhnjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kVPKzfFTSak/s400/(25)+Finally,+Civilisation!.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben showed me this immense plant structure.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;It was a whole community of bamboo plants&lt;br /&gt;growing together, tied together with a massive coil of rope&lt;br /&gt;so that it could only grow upwars but not sideways.&lt;br /&gt;Impressive product of nature and man's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBJ9fhnaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sBNlmIwypAs/s1600-h/(26)+JL+Kayu+Flyover.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518235246697890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBJ9fhnaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sBNlmIwypAs/s400/(26)+JL+Kayu+Flyover.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL we crossed over the flyover.&lt;br /&gt;By this time our legs were hurting already,&lt;br /&gt;so we looked for the nearest 7-11 to refresh ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;But accordding to Ben his were not, so nvm then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBJ9fhnbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/B-bc5IeQLy0/s1600-h/(27)+Jalan+Kayu+Prata!.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518235246697906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBJ9fhnbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/B-bc5IeQLy0/s400/(27)+Jalan+Kayu+Prata!.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the prata house!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBKNfhncI/AAAAAAAAADE/p10pCjumsYY/s1600-h/(28)+Ju+Eng+Home.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518239541665218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBKNfhncI/AAAAAAAAADE/p10pCjumsYY/s400/(28)+Ju+Eng+Home.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't want diesel!&lt;br /&gt;We don't want wheelchairs!&lt;br /&gt;We want prata!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBKdfhndI/AAAAAAAAADM/t6061MirRlk/s1600-h/(29)+Sanyo+Aquarium.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518243836632530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBKdfhndI/AAAAAAAAADM/t6061MirRlk/s400/(29)+Sanyo+Aquarium.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do aquariums sell fish and chips?&lt;br /&gt;I know Mr Chai does.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, the fish shop beside the school.&lt;br /&gt;Chai's Discus.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBKdfhneI/AAAAAAAAADU/YDPUfrbbI6w/s1600-h/(30)+Opposite+The+Hiding+Place.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518243836632546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/ReHBKdfhneI/AAAAAAAAADU/YDPUfrbbI6w/s400/(30)+Opposite+The+Hiding+Place.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:07pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agrh, couldn't take it anymore, so took 88 at the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;opposite The Hiding Place back to AMK Library.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at exactly 12:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;That was when Ben's feet started to hurt while mine already recovered LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bought drinks with Ben and put back the cans.&lt;br /&gt;Left for home since no one wanted to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Met Lunyi on the way home, went bowling with him.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i haven't lost my touch eh?&lt;br /&gt;A score of 103... Looks like i can never beat my 'high' score&lt;br /&gt;of 123 hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 25th Feb 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well finished my maths hw, Went bai nian again to Ah Kum's.&lt;br /&gt;Her dog is, well 11 years old, she's now very old, fat and extremely docile already.&lt;br /&gt;And she's called guess what, Munchy!&lt;br /&gt;Munchy the dog!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went home, slept and the next day...&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i overslept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6531924283430534011?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6531924283430534011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6531924283430534011' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-2842662094477452133</id><published>2007-02-19T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:58:20.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooooooooohhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead drunk now.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from relative's house.&lt;br /&gt;Walao can die.&lt;br /&gt;agrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Pics next time.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeppppppppppppppppp.&lt;br /&gt;2mrw confirm hangover 1.&lt;br /&gt;Laszxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxzzx&lt;br /&gt;LOL wat the.&lt;br /&gt;Buh bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-2842662094477452133?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2842662094477452133/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-2362864677929347906</id><published>2007-02-18T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T02:25:43.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RddHDnhIjvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LKJ8y5vJW_I/s1600-h/th+three+musketers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032569236082953970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RddHDnhIjvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LKJ8y5vJW_I/s400/th+three+musketers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUIS!&lt;br /&gt;Lol so what if this was taken in 2006, still can use de larx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year Resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Score 10 and below for my 'O's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Save enough money by the time i come out of NS to buy a nice car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Obtain 6 packs by the end of this year (lol) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Learn how to rollerblade like a pro before i fall like an idiot again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Settle every single emotional feelings by end of this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chang Shou!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;- Contented Popiah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-2362864677929347906?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2362864677929347906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=2362864677929347906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/2362864677929347906'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RdcHlnhIjuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mbYyyd7z1z8/s1600-h/gallery_27829_1_15850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032499451454328546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RdcHlnhIjuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mbYyyd7z1z8/s400/gallery_27829_1_15850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND HAPPY DOTAING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-6026455252622843706?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6026455252622843706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=6026455252622843706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6026455252622843706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/6026455252622843706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/RdcHlnhIjuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mbYyyd7z1z8/s72-c/gallery_27829_1_15850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-5212892886616823754</id><published>2007-02-14T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:44:09.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's good the three of us cleared things up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't go too far again please hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Tahan u guys for 4 bloody years already leh ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And still get me into more trouble ah brendon lol hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anw thanks for being there for me lar.&lt;br /&gt;Anw,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-5212892886616823754?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5212892886616823754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=5212892886616823754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Never!&lt;br /&gt;I am now changed!&lt;br /&gt;No more late homework!&lt;br /&gt;No more extended deadlines!&lt;br /&gt;No more asking of homework from teachers!&lt;br /&gt;Not even late for 2 days (1 day sometimes because of sickness or deaths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a new, different, better person.&lt;br /&gt;Not for you.&lt;br /&gt;Not for him.&lt;br /&gt;Not for her.&lt;br /&gt;Not for me.&lt;br /&gt;For everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will work hard!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that starts now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gogogogo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To greater heights!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-2550665060415516422?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2550665060415516422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=2550665060415516422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/2550665060415516422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/2550665060415516422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-finished-my-maths-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-117069203083098744</id><published>2007-02-06T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:13:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All women out there.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you too dear.&lt;br /&gt;You, at the corner, ahuh.&lt;br /&gt;And you at the front, ahmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in real beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Not in superficial pointless beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Embrace yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Respect your body.&lt;br /&gt;So that we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can see your true colours shining through...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You with the sad eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont be discouraged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I realize&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its hard to take courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a world full of people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can lose sight of it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the darkness inside you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can make you feel so small&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shining through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thats why I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So dont be afraid to let them show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show me a smile then,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont be unhappy, cant remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I last saw you laughing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If this world makes you crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And youve taken all you can bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You call me up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because you know Ill be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Ill see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shining through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thats why I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So dont be afraid to let them show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a rainbow(when I last saw you laughing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If this world makes you crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And youve taken all you can bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You call me up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because you know Ill be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Ill see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shining through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thats why I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So dont be afraid to let them show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shining through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thats why I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So dont be afraid to let them show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dove Campaign For Real Beauty Commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-117069203083098744?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/117069203083098744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=117069203083098744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117069203083098744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117069203083098744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-women-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-117059810317477103</id><published>2007-02-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:59:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.afcasiancup.com/shared/media/images/tc04-mya-sin291204-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.afcasiancup.com/shared/media/images/tc04-mya-sin291204-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;###############################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GOAL SCORER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND SINGAPORE WINS THE ASEAN CUP&lt;br /&gt;###############################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND SINGAPORE WINS THE ASEAN CUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;###############################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND SINGAPORE WINS THE ASEAN CUP&lt;br /&gt;###############################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND SINGAPORE WINS THE ASEAN CUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;###############################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-117059810317477103?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/117059810317477103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=117059810317477103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117059810317477103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117059810317477103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/02/goal-scorer-and-singapore-wins-asean.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-117059592996311373</id><published>2007-02-04T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:32:09.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday wayne aka Wei An!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shoot shoot &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chope chope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shoot shoot shoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chope chope chope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shoot shoot shoot shoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chope chope chope chope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sorry for a belated birthday ahha.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-117059592996311373?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/117059592996311373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=117059592996311373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117059592996311373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117059592996311373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-wayne-aka-wei-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-117034921567088339</id><published>2007-02-02T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T01:00:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Such a cold windy night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a good time to sleep...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yet also a good time for jogging...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything, just don't make me count sheep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess the book character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In his haunted Palace&lt;br /&gt;A knight's forcible entry&lt;br /&gt;Brings down a shield of shining brass&lt;br /&gt;His mace breaks open the door&lt;br /&gt;Behold, thee whom sister is not dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess a character from the stories written by&lt;br /&gt;the author, Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;br /&gt;Basically this is my reading assignment, to handed&lt;br /&gt;up later this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happy times pass quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sad times pass slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just like spending time with a friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or spending time with a foe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Soyabean Milkmaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-117034921567088339?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/117034921567088339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore now leading 1-0 at halftime!&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Roar on Lions!&lt;br /&gt;Though some of us cannot be behind u guys physically at the stadium,&lt;br /&gt;we will always be behind you in spirit!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i placed a bet of 5 dollars on the game ending 1-0 in Singapore's favour&lt;br /&gt;and if it stays this way i will get a turnout of 5 times 8 = 40 dollars!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Which can buy me 40 divided by 2.5 = 16 roses?&lt;br /&gt;Plus another 5 dollars on 2-1 in Singapore's favor just in case...&lt;br /&gt;Lol i don't know the odds, my friend never tell me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL whatever.&lt;br /&gt;As the old saying goes, don't count your roses before they grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha i learnt something today ( LOL not just schoolwork lar)&lt;br /&gt;No, actually 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be positive and confident in all your affairs!&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt to do that! And it reaps great rewards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sometimes little siblings can be a pain in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;But they are your siblings after all.&lt;br /&gt;Spread the seeds of laughter throughout the world!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"********* ******* ***!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;- Uncontrolled outburst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-117024985971907521?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/117024985971907521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=117024985971907521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117024985971907521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117024985971907521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes-singapore-now-leading-1-0-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-117000393865180327</id><published>2007-01-29T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T01:08:04.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was helping my sister for her project when i came upon this song. It struck me as a touching and sad song. Here's a little introduction. Oh, and this song was written somewhere around the 1870's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandfather's Clock&lt;br /&gt;by Henry Clay Work&lt;br /&gt;In Piercebridge, England in Palatinate County of Durham, home of the Prince-Bishops, there was an old hotel called the George Hotel. The place was a rest stop for weary travelers and was run by two brothers, last name of Jenkins. In the lobby of the hotel was an old upright clock. The clock always kept perfect time until one of the old Jenkins brothers died. Gradually the clock started losing time, first a minute or so every few days, then a minute a day, then several minutes a day. Clockmakers were called in to repair the clock, but no matter what their level of expertise, it seemed nothing could be done. One day shortly after the second old man Jenkins passed away in his ninetieth year, the old clock quit running completely. It never ran again. Attempts to fix the clock by the new owner of the George Hotel failed. But the clock, having become somewhat of a mysterious landmark in the hotel, was left to stand in the corner of the lobby - dusted and polished, but silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime during the 1870's, a man, a songwriter from the States came to stay at the George Hotel. He was told the story of the Jenkins brothers and the old clock. He was Henry Clay Work. It inspired him. When he got back to the States he wrote a tune about the clock and its story, but to personalize the lyrics somewhat he decided to write about one old man and visualized that old man as his own grandfather. The tune was named "My Grandfather's Clock."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Henry Clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WorkCopyright Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather's clock&lt;br /&gt;Was too large for the shelf,&lt;br /&gt;So it stood ninety years on the floor;&lt;br /&gt;It was taller by half&lt;br /&gt;Than the old man himself,&lt;br /&gt;Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bought on the morn&lt;br /&gt;Of the day that he was born,&lt;br /&gt;And was always his treasure and pride;&lt;br /&gt;But it stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;It stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In watching its pendulum&lt;br /&gt;Swing to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;Many hours had he spent while a boy;&lt;br /&gt;And in childhood and manhood&lt;br /&gt;The clock seemed to know,&lt;br /&gt;And to share both his grief and his joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it struck twenty-four&lt;br /&gt;When he entered at the door,&lt;br /&gt;With a blooming and beautiful bride;&lt;br /&gt;But it stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;It stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after getting 'raped' by Edmund)&lt;br /&gt;"Did you get that on video?"&lt;br /&gt;- Brendon Wong Han-Nah(chinese name LOL ahahhahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-117000393865180327?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/117000393865180327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=117000393865180327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117000393865180327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/117000393865180327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-helping-my-sister-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116992347602509590</id><published>2007-01-27T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T02:44:36.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/1600/742955/MEEEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/400/610717/MEEEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some photos of my camp last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you can't spot me i'm in the middle of the front row, the guy wearing black from top to down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/1600/208581/ME%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/400/285387/ME%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/1600/273046/MEEEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND CONGRATULATIONS LIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR MAKING IT TO THE FINALS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT A EXCITING MATCH THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAS JUST NOW, ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BREATH-TAKING! KALLANG ROAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-KALLANG ROAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116992347602509590?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116992347602509590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116992347602509590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116992347602509590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116992347602509590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-some-photos-of-my-camp-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116978028695614997</id><published>2007-01-26T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T02:49:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. Look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging from school itself haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;I loathe swearing.&lt;br /&gt;I hate cursing.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes me more pissed off other than people swearing.&lt;br /&gt;I may smile and grin like it's one whole big joke.&lt;br /&gt;But do it too many times.&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to know what i will do.&lt;br /&gt;So don't make me do it.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to remain smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Life consumes life."&lt;br /&gt;- Ben Grimm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116978028695614997?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116978028695614997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116978028695614997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116978028695614997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116978028695614997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116964640663390040</id><published>2007-01-24T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:46:46.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sudden spurt of random poems LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wat the poem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My girlfriend dumped me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She hates my shoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i'm stuck at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With bad shoes girl blues!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loiter around the corridor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart broken in two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stepped into Literature class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAT THE? CHIO BU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She turned around and looked at me&lt;br /&gt;A question on her lips&lt;br /&gt;I helped her with the answer&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i dig her sexy hips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met again at recess&lt;br /&gt;I nearly went insane&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the only part of me that&lt;br /&gt;didn't quiver was my brain!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL some days i feel like one big hormone ahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee..."&lt;br /&gt;-Random Guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116964640663390040?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116964640663390040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116964640663390040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116964640663390040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116964640663390040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/sudden-spurt-of-random-poems-lol-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116922232013037704</id><published>2007-01-19T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:58:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today was the day it rained while the sun was still shining bright...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fridays, a day of imminent CCA trainings.&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed no different though (grins).&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe i slept in Maths class today again!&lt;br /&gt;Do'h! I must hasten to stop this terrible habit soon.&lt;br /&gt;One thing about nodding off in classes is that when you wake up you feel really refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;What will Mr Wong thinking of me, nodding like that?&lt;br /&gt;I woke up earlier than my usual nodding off though, my blurry vision...&lt;br /&gt;Nah, i must have been seeing things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry lesson, redox test. I am proud to say that i'm fairly confident of getting at least 10&lt;br /&gt;out of the possible 15 (laughs). The last question was a killer though, left it blank. I am&lt;br /&gt;determined not to drop my chemistry, no never! It is the pathway to my ambition!&lt;br /&gt;My stepping stone to success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson. Speech Topic.&lt;br /&gt;" Why being a cockroach is better than being a human."&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;(laughs) amusing.&lt;br /&gt;Gave a speech to Sing Ee, my speech partner.&lt;br /&gt;(grins) And Louis and Terence went up to gave their speeches!&lt;br /&gt;(LAUGHS) AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;"They will all fly to the sun!"&lt;br /&gt;" Then they will all die!"&lt;br /&gt;(ahahahahahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school 4/4 boys played a little bit of soccer inside the class.&lt;br /&gt;Seems that Sing Ee is a living magnet for loose balls (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;And Terence is a Kan jiong spider (grins)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i forgot to hand up my English homework.&lt;br /&gt;Greeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaattttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC training.&lt;br /&gt;Two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TU XUE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*vomit blood in chinese*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Sec 1s have AP, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;In case anybody doesn't know, AP means Attitude Problem.&lt;br /&gt;My, my, do we have a lot to teach them...&lt;br /&gt;But today is the 1st training, so we just have to grin and bear it (grimace)&lt;br /&gt;And i'm quite happy with a few of the Sec 1s' comments to each other,&lt;br /&gt;when they though no Sec 4s were around.&lt;br /&gt;They said that i was a fierce looking Specialist that could talk the walk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite satisfied, that's what i'm supposed to do, as a Discipline Sgt.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that they can be more self-disciplined, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggrrhh. In No.4 uniform i'm another person, in school uniform i'm yet another,&lt;br /&gt;outside i'm yet another... Ahahaha, nevermind, i prefer my outdoor one, though the No.4 me&lt;br /&gt;seemed to have grown a lot more mature and my outdoor one is beginning to seep into my school one... Now, i only wish for Louis's plan to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS'S PLAN&lt;br /&gt;-To Sculpt NCC Cadets into Proper Gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No Vulgar&lt;br /&gt;2. Be Polite&lt;br /&gt;3. Be gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;4. No no no no no Back Stabbing&lt;br /&gt;5. Respect for one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and a few others are part of this plan to mould the NCC cadets into&lt;br /&gt;outstanding loyal citizens of the future. May we succeed and it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today was the day it rained while the sun was still shining bright...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pain's almost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when you appear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numbing neutrality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando, quando, quando."&lt;br /&gt;- Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116922232013037704?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116922232013037704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116922232013037704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116922232013037704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116922232013037704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-day-it-rained-while-sun-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116905197049060998</id><published>2007-01-18T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:39:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The pain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I appreciate the hellos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I appreciate the good byes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what pains me the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't look me in the eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"What would Wally do?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Dilbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116905197049060998?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116905197049060998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116905197049060998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116905197049060998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116905197049060998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/pain-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116843685960850251</id><published>2007-01-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:47:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's topic is on the use of standard English in our blogs and phone text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be truthful, i don't really use standard English in my text messages and in this blog here.&lt;br /&gt;In text messages, however, i feel that lingo is neccesary as this way there's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Convinience&lt;br /&gt;2) Extra Space&lt;br /&gt;3) Money $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every text message you send there's a limit of 160 words before you exceed into the second&lt;br /&gt;text message. Also, by using lingo you can shorten the time spent on typing. Besides, you save money too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got my first phone ( I'm still using it now), somewhere back in Sec 2, I had promised myself that i would always try my best to use standard English in my messages. For the first few weeks i did. Then i fell into the bottomless spiralling pit of "LOL SRY IM L8" and " He CMI lah, i cr8 better" and other phrases. Out of neccessity, purely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(laughs) well, i just have to try my best in posting here in standard English then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116843685960850251?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116843685960850251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116843685960850251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116843685960850251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116843685960850251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-topic-is-on-use-of-standard.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116818576285284866</id><published>2007-01-08T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T00:02:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday viting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116818576285284866?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116818576285284866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116818576285284866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116818576285284866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116818576285284866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-viting.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116809921321931894</id><published>2007-01-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:21:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday jiao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince of the Frost&lt;br /&gt;His jokes are cool&lt;br /&gt;He likes to boast&lt;br /&gt;But heck, most of them are true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Sixteen&lt;br /&gt;His body's tough and lean&lt;br /&gt;And if u want any tougher&lt;br /&gt;U would have to call my meat supplier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha hope you enjoy ur birthday!&lt;br /&gt;And hope that ur wishes get fufilled too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Today we 4/4 got our new teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form Teacher: Mrs Zaleha!&lt;br /&gt;Bio: She got married in November! Congratulations! Ahahaha more social studies =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics Teacher: Mr Ernest Yu&lt;br /&gt;Bio: My diamond mentor! AHHH LOL. Very nice guy! Hip ah LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Teacher: Mrs Sim&lt;br /&gt;Bio: A dear old lady that i'm sure we will all enjoy learning from her! Jia you girl! And we boys can take care of ourselves enough thank you ahahaha! It's the girls that need protection *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Teacher: Chen Lao Shi&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Wah, 1st impression counts a lot u noe... KK, in the end i still say that i feel ur sincerity, so i would enjoy working with u in the year ahead! Kueh Lapis, here i come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths Teacher: Mr WONG&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Ahahaha Chairman and I had to fetch u from the staff room! Oh well, u looked fierce but should be okay bah, yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE Teacher: Mdm Lim&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Hmm, hey ur not so bad wat. We enjoyed ur lesson today ahahaha! Hope this can go on smoothly yeah. Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm thats all for today's teachers bah. Still got lit and geog and eng haven't come yet... Hehehehehe... *wink wink wink wink*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Heeheeheeheehee...&lt;br /&gt;Bohahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's my daily healthy dose of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;30 mins of laughs a day will keep people healthy and happy =]&lt;br /&gt;i guess i laughed more than that though bohahahahaha =] =] =]&lt;br /&gt;ok sombre time.&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha nvm, i'm hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha gd news(?) for me. For the 1st time in years i got a class commitee post in my 4 years in Anderson LOL ahaha. And gd news(?) for Brendon too. Secretary ah, haha...Too bad, if u were the treasurer u could KOPE all the money and go play LAN till they find u and kill u ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha and lastly, I got the EAGLES award! Hahaha so did the rest of the NCC people who went for the NDP but $150 isn't to sneeze at. Okay, maybe to sweat over, co i now i too hot ler (what the...) lol ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;KK next time i show u why =]&lt;br /&gt;Cha-tah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A popiah may look plain on the outside, but open it up and you will experience a display of vibrant and aromatic assortment of colours and smells. Of course, it's hot too =]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A popiah =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116790145235082911?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116790145235082911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116790145235082911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116790145235082911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116790145235082911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2007/01/hahey-welcome-back-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-7539155470118432746</id><published>2007-01-03T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:25:03.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Reln8hYwTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xef9BmOraHw/s1600-h/DSCN27256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037671947642621602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Reln8hYwTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xef9BmOraHw/s400/DSCN27256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Reln9BYwTrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hXYOSp_xVFg/s1600-h/DSCN2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037671956232556210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0GZTjxJjw0/Reln9BYwTrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hXYOSp_xVFg/s400/DSCN2849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best siblings ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-7539155470118432746?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7539155470118432746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=7539155470118432746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/7539155470118432746'/><link rel='self' 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on lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what geng an took was those tissue that other people used before and some had the ink but most were like stuck together cause of mucus i think GWAHAHHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116646730217358575?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116646730217358575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116646730217358575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116646730217358575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116646730217358575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha-something-to-add-on-lol-what-geng.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis - Never Again</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116626109887750359</id><published>2006-12-16T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T17:39:27.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahahaha seems i was in hibernation for one whole week =]&lt;br /&gt;I hate blogging when there's so much to pen down.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes another 3-4 hrs of blogging then hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st December 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Lavender with Louis to make my IC in the morning haha.&lt;br /&gt;Wore this red shirt which usually go wedding then wear one haha for my photo-taking. Guess all humans are vain huh lol? I didn't give a damn about my hair though, just let it grow like the mushroom it is LOL =]&lt;br /&gt;LOL quite funny how we met. We were supposed to meet at Khatib Mrt at ard 12 and i just missed the train, so i told Louis to wait at the middle&lt;br /&gt;of the platform at Khatib. So i boarded the train to Khatib and upon reaching destination Louis was nowhere to be seen LOL. He then called me to say:" The train going to Yishun=4 mins, the train coming from Yishun-6 mins, so i decided to go Yishun to pick u up but when i reached ur train was speeding off to Khatib LOL HAHAHAHAAHAHAH..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. When we finally met up and reached Lavender it was ard 1pm le. We went to the photo-taking studio and i went in alone. The lady there told me to take off my specs as they were 'light reflective' and offered to lend me a bland sorry looking excuse of a specs. I instantly took off mine LOL ahaha. I sat inside the booth and was told to turn around in the tiniest of angles. I finally got the angle she wanted and flash! Out i went with the photos. LOL for once in all my photos i didn't look like&lt;br /&gt;1) A criminal&lt;br /&gt;2) A dork&lt;br /&gt;3) A clown&lt;br /&gt;I actually looked normal for once ahaha. Must have been my shirt =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the IC place. Which wasn't the IC place. We went to the Death Confirmation Desk or something LOL. Well next time if i die i know where to go LOL ahahaha... Saw a milk bottle on the ground. We wanted to pick it up and put it somewhere safe but some good guy beat us to it haha. Got a number and queued for my turn. The service was very fast, in abt 15 mins my turn come liao. I sat in on chair and Louis sat in the other. What happened from then was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;Location: The Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Good morning can i help u?&lt;br /&gt;Me:(mutter) i hope...&lt;br /&gt;R:Well ur photo and documents please.&lt;br /&gt;M: Here u go.&lt;br /&gt;R: And $10 for the service fee please.&lt;br /&gt;M: * take out wallet*&lt;br /&gt;* All my coins spill on the floor*&lt;br /&gt;M: opps.&lt;br /&gt;Louis: Ahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;*help me pick up coins*&lt;br /&gt;M: sorry* pass her cashcard*&lt;br /&gt;R: Your right thumbprint please.&lt;br /&gt;M: *give her wrong thumb*&lt;br /&gt;L:( i think it was either haha or lol)&lt;br /&gt;R: Okay it's all done there's some tissue over there.&lt;br /&gt;M: Okay, thanks. *takes some tissue from the used ashtray*&lt;br /&gt;L: WAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;M: Opps walao haha...&lt;br /&gt;R: * amused face*&lt;br /&gt;ML: Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;R: No problem! * amused face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Bugis there to window shop around for christmas gifts haha. Saw a stuffed toy that was really a speaker. LOL we were walking along the children swimwear section when the changing door opened and Louis and I saw EVERYTHING. How lucky/unlucky can you get man. Thank goodness it was just some 7-8 year old girls. Thank goodness lol ahahaha. And then Louis nearly bumped me into a massive bundle of BRAS. I managed to escape at the last moment ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Walked and chatted somemore. Oh and did i mention we were both scared of heights? The glass lift was haha, awesome. There was this scene from "My Boyfriend Is Type B", where the boyfriend led the girl to look outside and pressed the highest floor. Then he took her hand up and when the lift went up he said: "Superman!!!" Ahahahahaha.... Spotted a lot of Giants walking around. Louis felt like a Dwarf and i a Hobbit lol wahahaha... Went home at ard 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd December 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my lan session with Brendon and Edmund with Bernard and Co. As usual haha our Brendon-Edmund-Geng An team thrashed Bernard's. But most of the credit has to go to Edmund haha. Went home and celebrated my mom's birthday. Earlier. Hers is actually on the 5th of December but i would be away at camp haiz. Fourth Aunt, Fifth Aunt and Sixth Aunt came to celebrate with us. Btw, my mom's 2nd Aunt =]&lt;br /&gt;After that i went rollerblading with my younger sis in the middle of the night. Fell down so many times ahahaha... I still got more to learn. Came back and packed for OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd December 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 0 of OBS Camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some homework and packed my OBS stuff again. I was meeting Jia Hao at 715pm YCK Mrt Station later evening. Had a hearty dinner before meeting him, courtesy of my dad =]&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Jia Hao wasn't alone. His friend, Ah Jun( or stm like that) was with him too. Walked the same old familiar road to NCC HQ. Brings back memories of NDP days haiz ahahaha... Checked in and met and made 2 new friends.&lt;br /&gt;1) Name: Hilary&lt;br /&gt;School: Catholic High&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Boyish looking guy that will sure attract some girls of Anderson. Dunno why he's called Hilary though ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Name: Alan aka Bean&lt;br /&gt;School: Catholic High&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Girlish looking guy( LOL ahaha) with small eyes that turn into BIG BIG eyes when he really opens them. Fetish for beans hehe =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had supper in the Camp. Turns out to be... RED BEAN SOUP!&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Well, imagine we are all soyabeans, people.&lt;br /&gt;All yellow and small.&lt;br /&gt;When we fall down the stairs we get bruises and turn black. (Black bean)&lt;br /&gt;When we get sick we turn green and puke. (Green Bean)&lt;br /&gt;But once a month some of us turn red. And especially moody. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we weren't in the mood to eat red beans lol.&lt;br /&gt;And someone had to sing that DOU JIANG YOU TIAO song lol.&lt;br /&gt;In the end nobody was hungry lol ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We were then shown our sleeping quarters.&lt;br /&gt;Girls get bunks with beds and fans and PLENTY of room.&lt;br /&gt;100 plus guys were squeezed into a learning room woth only chairs as&lt;br /&gt;furniture. One couldn't even lie down properly LOL. We were like refugees in a refugee camp haha. Hilary and Alan slept against the wall. Jia Hao slept against the chairs. I slept in between the chairs LOL. I could die anytime if they push the chairs and=splat=end of me=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th December 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 of OBS Camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the wee hours of the morning to avoid the 'human traffic jam'. Breakfast was... Milo tainted with the odd taste of ...what else?&lt;br /&gt;Soyabean.&lt;br /&gt;AGRHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the buses to Puungol(did i spell that right?) Jetty.&lt;br /&gt;The ferry ferried (lol) us across the blue sea to...TADAH...Pulau Ubin!&lt;br /&gt;Got off at Campsite 2, the more rugged campsite. Got divided into different watches. I got into Armstrong haha. Turns out Jia Hao was in it too so not bad, got somebody i noe haha. There were a total of 16 members in the watch. I think i should introduce them now hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armstrong Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Bio: The guy who smokes. Haha and also the Water IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Guo Sheng&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Tall and strong and funny. Hmm how to say... Ah, the Wei An type bah haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Raudah&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Loud girl who kept on arguing with Hutomo haha. Likes Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Quiet girl. She doesn't know how to swim well. Offers great ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Qi Hui&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Er, shy girl? But when she has something to say, she will. Also Jia Hao's partner in kayaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Randall&lt;br /&gt;Bio: He went for OBS before and was equipped with the prior knowledge. Outspoken. Same school as Louis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Hutomo&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Dota player. Actually all of the boys are haha(except JH). Likes to argue with Raudah ahaha... Trash IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Jing Rong&lt;br /&gt;Bio: The only Sec 2 among us Sec 3s, but man was he tall or what? The Yao Ming of our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Yus Khaire&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Haha, he was in the NDP with us too. So got on quite well from the start. My rock climbing partner. Store IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Harry Neo&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Looks like a sun-tanned Harry haha. Likes dota as well. Has a very suspicious relationship with *ahem* Lena. Step step, pull pull eh ahaha?&lt;br /&gt;From Yishun Town Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Lena&lt;br /&gt;Bio: I will be frank. The chio bu of Armstrong. Could tell that some boys are smitten with her, especially *ahem* you-noe-who(LOL). Again, step step, pull pull eh? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Yong Rong&lt;br /&gt;Bio: This is one guy i will never forget. He's practically an old man on drugs siah. He never stops shaking and spouts lines like old men. And likes drinking 'X-Oil' while resting on his 'puncho'. LOL. LOL.LOL. Very funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Louis&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Super pale guy. Same school as Randall. My kayaking partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Kid&lt;br /&gt;Bio: The Iron Chef of Armstrong. He whips up a mean dish alright. All our wet meals were cooked by him. Tasty haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Jia Hao&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Hahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Store IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) An&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Food IC. LOL. Was quiet during the 1st 2 days but gelled and went on a high on the last 3 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sian i need off com now. I post this first and update later. 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha i have been wanting to do this for quite a while but...&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find the time lol haha.&lt;br /&gt;now lets get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. how old do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, maybe i'm fine with how i am now =] if not then 25 bah. Stable career de shi hou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where you when 9/11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore? At home i guess, reading some books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear silently and leave. If no one's there i would stay around and try to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do you consider yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really answer that. I need a stranger's pont of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. if you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankle. I don't really like tattoos so if i could none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish. A brilliantly romantic and fascinating language. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i do. There's even an Andersonian living 3 floors below me. From 3/2, hehe i shall not reveal who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A break away from daily life. Perhaps a week long stay at the Bahamas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i just read them and say: Well that was really really strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. would you move for the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my family, yes. My spouse, yes. My stead, perhaps. My friends, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. are you touchy feely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you mean sensitive? Like that guy from that devil show who cries at the sight of the sun setting? Haha oh man no that guy. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science can prove that. Put two magnets together and the south and north poles attract, no matter how many times you test it out it always works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. dream job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two actually. Either a dentist or a chef. Haha hopefully both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. favourite tv channels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel U and AXN. For its dramas(U) and its documentaries(AXN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. favourite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The land of Nod. I always seem to be able to dream in my sleep on weekends, often happy and surprising dreams. Like this one time when i dreamed i was this little hamster LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. showers or baths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From previous unfortunate accidents, i would much prefer the showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a dare perhaps. But who would seem them when i wear my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... I would say yes, i'm pretty gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. what are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heights? Not as much as others though, i can take it in my stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely! One older son, one middle daughter and one young son yeah! If my wife wants more i won't mind =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;During Sec 2 yes. BUT there was this certain 2 guys who took it out of my bag , read it and threw it around. And so when i got it back it was torn. But haiz wats done done and i dont really care abt it now. Although Brendon and Kelvin u guys have been 'tormenting' me since Sec 1 LOL. Dont mind it though =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. where would you rather be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Bahamas. Sipping cherry on the beach, getting myself drunk and sleep in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. who makes you warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, hehehe... Small mammals usually. Larger thinking ones hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who's the one trying to wake me up =] but usually heavy i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im stressed yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. who can you relate to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends? And my younger sister hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. how do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind, but i have always wondered what if my parents were interracial? Maybe i would be some unique looking kid( eh, most interracial kids are good looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. have you been burned by love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Better loved then not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. what's your pick-up line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL this is going to be so corny.&lt;br /&gt;"You're so hot, you melt my heart and fried my brains..."&lt;br /&gt;*SLAP*&lt;br /&gt;"LOL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. what's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. what were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I was cooking supper for myself. Pasta anyone? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.what did the last text on your mobile say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inbox:"...walao why u so lame... LOL. Anyway don't be late!"&lt;br /&gt;Outbox: too personal =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends, i fell over my bed last night, so the floor????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. what colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greyish Orange t-shirt, with a Hangten icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casino Royale. And wee wing and hannah, he's NOT ugly, neither is he handsome. He is arrogantly charming. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. name three things you have on at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All times? Hmm... (1) My hair (2) My frown =[ (3) My smile =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. what colour are your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue, sky blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. how much cash do you have right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 dollars. I'm making my IC 2mrw and poof, bye bye money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. what's your favourite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. what's your favourite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? Singapore i guess haha, it's the only city i noe so far hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. i can't wait till:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O" levels for me are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. what did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta. No that was supper. Oh yah, i didn't eat dinner LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. how tall are you barefoot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would have to ask my bare foot then =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. I used to have a, what to say, ah, craze about toy guns.&lt;br /&gt;Should look at my collection haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. what do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange or apple juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. where will you be in ten years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore? Working at some company i guess haiz... Maybe Spain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. last thing u ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbal Egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. what songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i tell you i would have to kill you...&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, mostly old old old OLD english songs like How Do You Do and I Like It by Gerry and the Pacemakers, most of all... A song which name i have never known before but i still hum occasionally in class LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendon and Edmund. LOL. Being anywhere near another NCC guy usually cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;Just like u being a NPCC, girl guides or netballer and one of them from ur CCA comes...&lt;br /&gt;Like, a bond lar hahaha. Especially if ure good friends with them. LOL. Funny. Today Brendon stead with Edmund for 1 day LOL. And i was their 3rd party O_O. Love triangle O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Worst injury u had so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be my broken right leg. I broke it when i jumped too high from the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;The Yishun MRT stairs leading to the underground tunnel. One whole flight from the bottom&lt;br /&gt;segment whoosh bang. LOL. Stupid lame me. Literally =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be the day man LOL. Hopefully not, i cannot see anyone that despo yet.&lt;br /&gt;............. I dunno wat to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. what's your favourite candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really eat sweets and chocs. I prefer fruits. Especially apples LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I practically lived on apples during the 2nd half of 2/6 chalet. U can ask wee wing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. what song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Alive by The Hollies. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of 15 short bits of interesting stuff about yourself. And they've gotta be true.&lt;br /&gt;Come up with 5 false statements regarding yourself, but for fun's sake keep them in jumblethem all up together and list them in any order.&lt;br /&gt;let people guess which the five false ones are!&lt;br /&gt;Get 5 others to do the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. And i thought this quiz was over lol. Like some crazy movie part 2 had to come out.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I broke class windows in Primary 5 and Sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;2. I get drunk easily. One tiny sip turns my face red.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate the colour pink.&lt;br /&gt;4. I own a bubble tea shop.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can complete Time Crisis 2 in one credit.&lt;br /&gt;6. I am No. 1 in fighting games in NCC.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am a cereal killer! I kill cereal! Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;8. I am not afraid of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am scared of butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;10. My blood group is O.&lt;br /&gt;11. I think purple is not a gay colour, it is actually a wise, sort of sage like colour.&lt;br /&gt;12. I can never kill another person willingly.I would not tolerate myself doing so.&lt;br /&gt;13. My favourite anime is Bleach!&lt;br /&gt;14. I owe a debt of $245.&lt;br /&gt;15. I can whip up a dish or two. If u will let me feed u i can cook for u LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamer, i might as well say which one false, later got misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALSE&lt;br /&gt;3. I dont hate pink, i think it's a rather striking colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I eat cereal, i dont murder them LOL. I like cereal, especially bran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. LOL. No lah. Although i cannot tahan the sight of maggots due to some horror show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LOL. I'm a Type B male. At least i'm positive! B+ wat LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I would kill for my country, my loved ones but never under the influence of any emotions.&lt;br /&gt;If i killed someone in anger or any other feelings, i will not forgive myself. Neither will others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL thats all. And oh i found the magazine! Shall post it up as soon as i translate finish.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 3/10 fingers done haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha-tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116435927886380097?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116435927886380097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116435927886380097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116435927886380097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116435927886380097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-i-have-been-wanting-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116429821738827317</id><published>2006-11-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:05:53.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/1600/984981/DSCN1893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5769/1430/400/733612/DSCN1893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Admit it!!!!! I have cute eyes!!!!! Say it!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't want leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok lah u cute lah cute lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yay.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;my mom's sick...&lt;br /&gt;Shang tu xia xie sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I brought her to the doctor today and shunpian had a bloodtest for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Wah the nurse was so charming, though the needle was not.&lt;br /&gt;She plunged it into my arm and drained like, one syringe of blood?&lt;br /&gt;Not pain lah, just a bit O_O at my blood being sucked out like that.&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;Okay i decided! When i can get to donate blood i shall donate everytime i can!&lt;br /&gt;This is a promise.&lt;br /&gt;And i will keep it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i will get the results back by next week and i shall go make my IC ler yay.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i then went home to change and go to my sister's school to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;PSLE results come ler mah, must go support her.&lt;br /&gt;But i was late due to the blood test, so haiz...&lt;br /&gt;But not bad! She scored 244 for PSLE, though she cannot join me next year lah =[&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to join Anderson but since cannot, go others lor, i am still&lt;br /&gt;discussing with her on where to go now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days i rarely touched the com, couldn't bother to.&lt;br /&gt;Although i'm playing this online dancing game called AUDITION.&lt;br /&gt;Very fun and addictive, im lvl 6 =]&lt;br /&gt;And clad in a Korean Costume ahaha, though i look gay in it cos it's pink LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And it had that Mickey Mouse headgear ahahaha. No regrets buying it though.&lt;br /&gt;I went for shooting competion at Khatib Camp on the 21st of Nov.&lt;br /&gt;There was...&lt;br /&gt;Marven.&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hao.&lt;br /&gt;Brendon.&lt;br /&gt;Bernard.&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;I was the reserve (DAMN!) because of... haiz i dont want to say anymore sianz...&lt;br /&gt;And we shot badly... And what Brendon said was true i should have, but i wont write&lt;br /&gt;what we said there, but yeah, i should have. Then maybe... ah forget it.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Northpoint in our stinking uniforms, man did we stink or what LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at KFC. LOL i was so desperate for a drink that i kept poking my straw at the napkin&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for Brendon to give me his drink ( i had no money to repay my debt,&lt;br /&gt;where got money eat KFC?!?!?) and i managed to poke the whole thing into Swiss Cheese LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Brendon and I then kept teasing JH about the girl who said he was handsome...&lt;br /&gt;We already told you right, it's J already, you still don't want believe...&lt;br /&gt;And you said you didn't want to noe abt it in the 1st place what hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Went home in a stupor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day 22nd i went for the GG knot learning thing with Louis.&lt;br /&gt;We specs had to supervise our cadets while they learn the knot tying and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I came late as i had some complications and malfunctions early in the day hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Watched over them and learnt some stuff too, though i get the feeling that we as specs are&lt;br /&gt;giving them to much freedom and leeway... Need to bring them back&lt;br /&gt;to reality soon, i reckon. Brendon later came. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Just because i told him the Girl Guides would be there.&lt;br /&gt;O_O LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Scouts from Catholic High came too to help.&lt;br /&gt;They played a soccer match with Andersonians but it ended in a goaless draw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Edmund Chua was there too. Played lan with him, louis, brendon and 2 of our cadets.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Yue Rong and Matin yah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and i did some detective work finding my Jie Ming's number for the class booth thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Slept soundly. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd of November&lt;br /&gt;Well i already said what happened, so hahomhon.&lt;br /&gt;And sorry i still cannot find that finger magazine thing, soon k?&lt;br /&gt;Very sorry! But just in case anyone wants to noe and wants to buy me a ring ( LOL)&lt;br /&gt;O_O I wear my ring on my right hand, my ring finger, as in that finger lies a vein&lt;br /&gt;that leads directly to the heart. It's true, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Well 2mrw im going for a movie, thanks to some hard-earned cash from my holiday job.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe now i noe the pain and sweat of working in Society.&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope to have fun 2mrw.&lt;br /&gt;And... Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I thought i saw what i thought was a shooting star on my way back home.&lt;br /&gt;I was stun tio (LOL) and just said a quick 3 wishes.&lt;br /&gt;What i hope to get for Christmas and my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;3 things.&lt;br /&gt;World Peace.&lt;br /&gt;No poverty.&lt;br /&gt;And just one little thing for me, i wish to open the lock to her heart.&lt;br /&gt;There, look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me in 21 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116429821738827317?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116429821738827317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116429821738827317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116429821738827317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116429821738827317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/11/admit-it-i-have-cute-eyes-say-it-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116326803981740950</id><published>2006-11-12T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T04:16:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a tiring week.&lt;br /&gt;I could just sleep right now.&lt;br /&gt;Snore.&lt;br /&gt;LOL just joking hehehehe... =]&lt;br /&gt;Wah, i'm absolutely zonked out from 2/6 05 chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i didn't enjoy every day/hour/minute/second of it hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Well let's start from what i owe u guys, shall me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On who's icygerl, Huda already said it.&lt;br /&gt;As for Frostboy here, he's....&lt;br /&gt;Sing Ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, for the rings part.&lt;br /&gt;One ring to rule them all...&lt;br /&gt;Bah lol hahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;Eh, i can't seem to find the magazine now, so i just have to explain next time, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, my llllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiiffffffffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Nov 3rd Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet the guys at Khatib and Sing Ee was wearing this Big Walk shirt that&lt;br /&gt;looked quite nice on him. Eventually met up with xiao hui at amk mrt, talked about&lt;br /&gt;random stuff on the train there. Walked instead of taking bus to marina. Xiao Hui was complaining the whole way when we saw a WARNING: SNAKE IN AREA sign.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda freaked her out i guess hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Went to arcade first, played some Time Crisis 2.&lt;br /&gt;Man, was i off form or what, i actually died at stage 3 stage 2 agrh.&lt;br /&gt;There goes my 1 credit out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;Whoooosh.&lt;br /&gt;Ting.&lt;br /&gt;"!##$#@! who da one threw that!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat at the one Wei An recommended.&lt;br /&gt;I still think the one at the far corner is better though haha.&lt;br /&gt;Chopped and cleaned some crabs with Sing Ee and jia hao.&lt;br /&gt;Woah, Sing Ee was a pro man, helped us all with everything.&lt;br /&gt;Ate and ate till Gary came and joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Ate some more.&lt;br /&gt;And some more.&lt;br /&gt;And still some more.&lt;br /&gt;Till i was the only one eating LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went arcade again.&lt;br /&gt;Table soccer fun siah, especially when xh and jie ming were playing =]&lt;br /&gt;Sing Ee had a call from home so we all zaoed.&lt;br /&gt;Discussed something important with Wei An on the train.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it would turn out alright...&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;Lol you know fat hope and no hope actually means the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It means not a chance.&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and had a talk with my father.&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that i grew up a lot during this short week,&lt;br /&gt;with all the stuff and all. I must really go get my act together...&lt;br /&gt;Slept with worries on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Nov 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other Saturday i overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Planned BBQ for 2/6 chalet and other misc stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I remember being extremely stressed over this period over the planning stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Even more before my exams.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to change.&lt;br /&gt;At night went my aunt's house for chinese tuition as usual.&lt;br /&gt;That night lesson was a short one, so had enough time to rush home and book the bbq&lt;br /&gt;just before midnight. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't knew Sunday was going to be a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Nov 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY BAD DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say i got screwed upside down and sideways and vertically upright all day.&lt;br /&gt;And all night.&lt;br /&gt;But i must say thanks, sis.&lt;br /&gt;Though that was with a heavy and unwilling heart.&lt;br /&gt;But i know i will understand in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Nov 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Breezed through the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Physics lesson well...&lt;br /&gt;" Your mine."&lt;br /&gt;" Your mine."&lt;br /&gt;" Your mine."&lt;br /&gt;" Must be pure."&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe mine's not lol that's why im bad at physics.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Jumped out of class middle of the lesson to go rush to check in for chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Not without telling Mr Tay/Tey? of course, haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Went back home 1st to pack up one last time.&lt;br /&gt;Dragged my PS2, clothes bag and fun bag to Yishun MRT where i took a&lt;br /&gt;cab with Sean Gor to Aloha Loyang. Cos i needed a over 18 person to help&lt;br /&gt;me check in. Thanks again Sean Gor.&lt;br /&gt;Met Wee Wing and Yee Ching there. They were there b4 me O_O&lt;br /&gt;Checked in and Sean Gor left not before giving lots of valuable advice on the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Checked the items with Edmund and Brendon and called Management&lt;br /&gt;for missing items. And i'm 100% sure that Bedroom 4 had a fan remote.&lt;br /&gt;Plugged up the PS2 and they played of all games Larry Cum Laude.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Kenelm was a pro at getting the girl drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he practised before coming... O_O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say, i just remember cooking stuff and going off a while and cooking stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;Wei An came later.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and took over.&lt;br /&gt;And you said you wouldn't be the one cooking again hehe.&lt;br /&gt;After the BBQ everyone was either&lt;br /&gt;1) High on fun&lt;br /&gt;2) Sleepy on food&lt;br /&gt;3) All Of The Above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents came to check out the place.&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing amiss so off they went haha.&lt;br /&gt;And do i really look like my father? Everyone has been saying that since i was small&lt;br /&gt;but me and my father dont agree hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Then some of them went to the arcade at Aloha.&lt;br /&gt;I, Brendon,Kelvin and some other gurls then walked there after a while.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through Lee Zhi Wei asked me where my wallet was.&lt;br /&gt;I told her it was at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked me for my phone as 'someone called and she needed to check'.&lt;br /&gt;So i gave it to her.&lt;br /&gt;I should have known something was going on.&lt;br /&gt;When we were near the pool Kelvin and Brendon suddenly walked behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Then WHAM they pushed me!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i didn't fall in.&lt;br /&gt;When i thought WHEW, they went WHAM WHAM and&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;KAPLOOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in on the 2nd push.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;And Zhi Wei took down the video!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know Brendon.&lt;br /&gt;He and Kelvin have been playing jokes on me since Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i sort of floated around until i understood what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;They just pushed me into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Oh cool... Wait...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I practically leapt out of the pool and whoosh the two of them took off.&lt;br /&gt;Taking off my slippers i chased after them.&lt;br /&gt;Into the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty funny when i opened the door and a whole group of 2/6 ppl gaped&lt;br /&gt;at me soaking wet. I thought i heard someone said: Hurh?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was asking them where brendon was and they said dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I must have been such a sight.&lt;br /&gt;Well i eventually caught Brendon and pulled him towards the pool.&lt;br /&gt;And since i was wet anyway so i grabbed him and went down with him.&lt;br /&gt;Kaploosh.&lt;br /&gt;And Zhi Wei took down the damned video again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well we both got out and caught Kelvin and threw him in too.&lt;br /&gt;Kaploosh X3.&lt;br /&gt;3 wet boys in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody went back chalet after the 'show', leaving the 3 of us alone.&lt;br /&gt;And walking back i suddenly had a cramp in the middle of the road LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Brendon had to help drag me to the side and rest =[&lt;br /&gt;The when resting he spotted yet another white figure.&lt;br /&gt;Told me he could occasionally see this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;O_O freaky. What if it chased me? I had a cramp then LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went inside after 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drying ourselves i aske brendon whether he wanted to watch&lt;br /&gt;American Pie. He said sure and fell asleep on the bed. O_O LOL?&lt;br /&gt;Rallied the people who wanted to watch it at ard 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Haha turned out that Michelle Chua watched it before.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the movie started and almost everyone gathered to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Start of movie...&lt;br /&gt;"I was just trying to watch this nature show..."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;"Suck me beautiful!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;"No longer will our penises remain flaccid and unused! WE WILL GE LAID!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAH...&lt;br /&gt;"Like warm apple pie..."&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;"Son i just wanted to have a talk with you on masturbation."&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;"And there was this one time, at band camp..."&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Stifler's mum!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;"I was used. I was used! Cool!"&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;And it just goes on...&lt;br /&gt;No, wait. It ended.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments on show, 9/10.&lt;br /&gt;Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this to all young people.&lt;br /&gt;Er, hahahaha maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep at all that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Nov 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school with Wei An, Michelle, Yee Ching, Chiew Yee, Anuja and Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to pon maths, so did the others.&lt;br /&gt;Some others stayed back though, they were too sleepy =]&lt;br /&gt;We took bus back to AMK Mrt.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, in the bus i remembered waking up and they laughing at me. Why? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;Reached and walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;Changed our minds and had breakfast at opposite school.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a bottle of Snapple and drank it all down.&lt;br /&gt;And that was my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;We sat at the square table across the bubbletea shop and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;I watched the video of me dragging Brendon into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, i think i was a tad too much.&lt;br /&gt;Had physics prac first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i and wei an told jia hao about some2/6body saying that he was good-looking&lt;br /&gt;but since he doesn't want to know then dont say lor.&lt;br /&gt;Slept half an hour for reccess.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I kept drifting in and out of conciousness.&lt;br /&gt;Then Miss Yeo said that she rather me and wei an don't come then sleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;But that's why we came! We didn't want to miss Maths and let you down!'&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Promised to wait for Yee Ching and co. so i arranged some chairs in 3/4 so&lt;br /&gt;i could sleep a while. Wee Wing pangseh me!!! Waaah.&lt;br /&gt;When they came and look for me they couldn't find me cos i was sleeping on the chairs&lt;br /&gt;so they couldn't see me O_O hahahahhaahahah...&lt;br /&gt;Sh!t, i forgot to rearrange back the chairs... Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Went back with choir members and 3/3 guys and 1 daniel.&lt;br /&gt;Took 88 back and slept a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at the shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;The gurls went off 1st and caught the shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered instead of a proper meal i ordered dessert. Honeydew Sago Dessert.&lt;br /&gt;$2. Very sweet and very very very cold.&lt;br /&gt;After eating eat i was practically shivering and clicking my teeth inside the cold shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;Went out first for some warmth and waited for shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through Wei An joined us from the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we waited for an hour for the damned bus.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at ard 4 plus. The rest were already there.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach where Brendon and Co. buried the fish they found.&lt;br /&gt;And it was so cute! They actually drew a tombstone around the grave and wrote in big&lt;br /&gt;bold letters : RIP FISH 2/6 2005&lt;br /&gt;And i squashed a cockroach with the sliding panels, it was running around and i trapped it into the corner and i closed the door, so... SPLAT. Wee Wing took a picture of it. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to downtown east and walked around. Back at the chalet Wei An was getting hooked on PuyoPop Fever hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;When we reached back quite a lot of people were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Edmund, Wei Qiang, Brendon AND Yoke Cheng shared a bed together.&lt;br /&gt;Well with Wei Qiang around i felt quite safe that nothing will happen.&lt;br /&gt;But when Brendon fa zuo shi, nothing can stop him hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I and Yu Zheng got hungryand decided to microwave&lt;br /&gt;some food to eat. I took out the otah and went to the living room&lt;br /&gt;to get some papers to read. Went back kitchen and switched on the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. It went.&lt;br /&gt;We looked inside and WTH blue lightning was coming out of the otah!&lt;br /&gt;I panicked and took the plug out.&lt;br /&gt;We opened it and...&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't otah.&lt;br /&gt;It was Sambal Stingray wrapped in ALUMINIUM FOIL.&lt;br /&gt;Blur us.&lt;br /&gt;The blue lightning was cool though.&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of our meal Brendon came out and said:&lt;br /&gt;"Yoke Cheng kicked me off the bed."&lt;br /&gt;5 mins later after finishing our meal Wei Qiang came out and said:&lt;br /&gt;"Yoke Cheng kicked me off the bed."&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But now i wonder, why didn't yoke cheng kick edmund off the bed?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Brendon then tried to sleep on the sofa but Wei Qiang beat him to it.&lt;br /&gt;So poor brendon had to go back to bed to be kicked again haha.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem left was all the rooms were occupied.&lt;br /&gt;The only sofa big enough was occupied.&lt;br /&gt;So i took out the chairs and arranged them again to sleep on.&lt;br /&gt;LOL just like 2/6 chalet last year. Just that this year it was more uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;I kept on falling off the chairs and when i fell off the 4th time i had enough and slept&lt;br /&gt;on the bench outside. Sh!t i forgot to put them back too!&lt;br /&gt;I was too tired to feel the tiny rain droplets (dunno whether it was raining or not, maybe it was just the dew) and the soothing wind swept me off to dreamland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Nov 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered woking for a short while and seeing people walking past me, think it was ard 6,&lt;br /&gt;as it was still no light yet. They must be going for school. I woked up at 11am with the blazing sun shining in my face. Oh boy i missed extra lessons. I would have slept if i went anyway, so there. I and Wei An agreed to 'oversleep' together, anyway we were listening&lt;br /&gt;to teachers' instructions right? hahahahaha... The boys who 'overslept' played&lt;br /&gt;the PS2 til around 2plus when they left in droves. In short they all left, Wei An/Yu Zheng for basketball training, the rest for goinghomesleepeatsh!t purposes. Well and the gurls wanted to eat lunch b4 leaving so they grabbed wee wing along. I declined as i had to clear up a bit of the mess. I cleared rubbish and wiped rubbish when Wee Wing came back at around 4 with drinks for us to drink yay. Then he got hooked on Urban Street Soccer and completed the whole game for me, unlocking the other 6 teams and completing the Turf Wars Mode.&lt;br /&gt;Later at night my parents and my younger sister and my aunt and cousin came so we were not so lonely.I prepared some BBQ for them to eat. I and wee wing cooked and they took&lt;br /&gt;and we cooked and they took... LOL rhymes. Poor us. But nevermine though, they actually stocked up the fridge so we could drink and eat stuff once again yay. My mother, sister and aunt&lt;br /&gt;went home and so leaving four men and a chalet. My father slept in room 2 while i and my cousin and wee wing shared a bed at room 1. Before sleeping we played more Street Urban.&lt;br /&gt;We found yet another cokroach and this time Wee Wing squished it on the floor leaving its guts there. At least he wiped it up later. What happened later i couldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;With the charcoal still burning they threw the leftover food into the fire and burnt it&lt;br /&gt;to cinders. And they added the cockroach! Burning guts WTH. We threw cardboard, cockroach, tissue paper and leftover otah into the fire. I then put the mess in a box and wee wing filmed&lt;br /&gt;it down. A smoking box. Cool. I dumped it into the bin anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, when i was clearing up in the afternoon i found the burnt satay peanut sauce.&lt;br /&gt;It seriously looked like, moved like, felt like SH!T.&lt;br /&gt;I went crazy and took a video of me playing with the sh!t. Oh and wee wing stopped me in time from going even crazier. Yep and we dumped the sh!t into the fire.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness my cousin and wee wing won't tell on us and my father was snoring away LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3 plus, i in the middle of other two guys...&lt;br /&gt;Alarm set at 6.20am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Nov 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke at 715am.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! WE R GONNA BE LATE !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Brushed teeth and drank some milo.&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to set off i had to visit the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;We then locked the chalet up.&lt;br /&gt;The journey wasn't so bad, my dad fetched us to school so we were only a little late.&lt;br /&gt;But when we got off the car the first thing we ran to wasn't the classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;TOILET AND MAKE IT FAST DUDE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went into the staff toilets at level 1 as they r the only ones with paper...&lt;br /&gt;Went into L2 as pale as my NCC shirt and white long pants.&lt;br /&gt;And you shouldn't have said that, it annoyed me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Kept doing my chem, and i didn't fall asleep, miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Next was maths, just 5 mins into lesson i had to rush off again.&lt;br /&gt;Came back after 15 mins and bumped into Jia Hao going down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Seems that Miss Yeo sent him to look for him.&lt;br /&gt;And Miss Yeo said something that made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yeo: "Are you alright? Did you fall asleep in the toilet???"&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, jia hao, that comment was really unneeded. Seriously haha.&lt;br /&gt;Finished maths lesson and miss yeo said we could go.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed for xra lessons since i missed wednesday ones.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u Miss Yeo, we are really grateful for your help and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I actually learnt what the rest needed to learn in 4 periods in just one period!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'm not so brain dead after all!&lt;br /&gt;After lesson i waited for my parents to come for parents meeting with Mr Yu.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Samantha with her dad, hahahahaha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Xiao Hui and her dad too hahahahahah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mine went by quite well, Mr Ernest Yu is quite a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that he's trying to help all of us in this.&lt;br /&gt;And his tips were great, im trying to follow them and am quite successful.&lt;br /&gt;Nice chat in all. I then waited in school for choir members.&lt;br /&gt;Turn out that instead of the six i had expected to come about 15+ in all&lt;br /&gt;actually r going in the end ahahahaha. Doesn't matter anyway, we got 4 rooms,&lt;br /&gt;pa she me ne? Hahahahahaha...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 88 with they all back to interchange and chalet.&lt;br /&gt;My family and my older sister's boyfriend and friends were already there.&lt;br /&gt;Playing Mahjong! Very tempted to go play with with them too but i no money =[&lt;br /&gt;Knead dough for the buns my mother was cooking and set up yet another bbq, a tiny 1 this time.&lt;br /&gt;Went back room to rest and said goodbye to pamela and the 3/3 ppl for their bbq gathering.&lt;br /&gt;After resting a while i played pig with michelle they all. Hannah, Vi Ting and Kai Xin dropped&lt;br /&gt;by and played with us. Pig that is. Hannah became a 7th grade pig and did a forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not elaborate yet in case she kills me but let's just say she did some jig with&lt;br /&gt;some music of her own =]&lt;br /&gt;Oh the video! Priceless! Too bad i couldn't see t before it was deleted by Hannah... =[&lt;br /&gt;Brendon then came with a bundle of DVDs. Ate some buns.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to accompany them for dinner. Then Hannah they all had to go so farewell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/3 ppl then came back 4hrs after their promised time hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Watched Last Destination 3. Wow sadistic show. Though the nailgun part was funny and all the guys laughed and the girls were freaked out by us LOL. The thing was, i was eating crab throughout the show and the gory scenes hahaha LOL. And i was laughing at the irony of it.&lt;br /&gt;After the show many ppl tried to get to sleep but we roused them up and played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;LOL everybody kena at least once. Wee Wing kena stupid questions like :&lt;br /&gt;"You got wax leg 1 not?" LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;Then Edmund freaked us out with his Truths.&lt;br /&gt;We: Edmund, u got like gurl before in ur life?&lt;br /&gt;Edmund( no hesitation): No.&lt;br /&gt;We: U lying lah! Then u got like guy before?????&lt;br /&gt;Edmund( hesitates): eh, dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;We: (WTH!) Dont think so!?!?! OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Edmund: Hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;O_O !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then i kena lame dare, must behave like a turtle, how to act?&lt;br /&gt;And haha Tracie was deprived of brendon LOL LOL LOL LOL...&lt;br /&gt;LOL Brendon had to write his name on the wall. His CHINESE name!&lt;br /&gt;CHEE KIT!&lt;br /&gt;LOL i took down everything in my phone wahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;So damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;Then they went out to the living room to play PS 2 O_O hahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game something extremely gay and horny happened.&lt;br /&gt;In order to put what exactly happened i shall try to write down what i remembered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WARNING GAY AND HORNY CONVERSATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAPTURED AND WRITTEN DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL PEOPLE INVOLVED WILL HAVE&lt;br /&gt;FALSE NAMES TO PROTECT THEIR IDENTITIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AS THEY ARE MINORS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HORNY AND GAY AND OFFENSIVE LANGAUGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Please skip this part as this may be offensive to some people. Otherwise, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VENUE: BEDROOM 1&lt;br /&gt;CHARACTERS: HORNY&lt;br /&gt;                             VERY HIGH&lt;br /&gt;                             CONFUSED&lt;br /&gt;                             WHAT THE&lt;br /&gt;                             REVENGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL FOUR ON BED&lt;br /&gt;HORNY AND VERY HIGH AT THE SIDES, CONFUSED AND WHAT THE IN THE MIDDLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE: WHY WE SO GAY?&lt;br /&gt;CONFUSED: YAH LOR ALL FOUR OF US SLEEP TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;HORNY: EH CONFUSED U SCARED IS IT?  COME LETS DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;CONFUSED: HEHEHEHE EH? AHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH AND WHAT THE: HEHEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;-CENSORED-&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH AND WHAT THE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;CONFUSED: OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: WALAO WHO TOUCH ME.&lt;br /&gt;HORNY: U SO UGLY WHO WANT TOUCH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;ALL: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: U DIE LIAO&lt;br /&gt;(VERY HIGH LEAPS OVER AT HORNY)&lt;br /&gt;HORNY: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! DONT TOUCH ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;HORNY: YOU 2 DONT LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;(HORNY ATTACKS THE REST)&lt;br /&gt;CONFUSED AND WHAT THE: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(VERY HIGH GOES LIMP)&lt;br /&gt;HORNY: OH VERY HIGH SEE ME TOO HANDSOME DIE LER&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: THEY CALL ME NOVA, AS IN CASANOVA.&lt;br /&gt;ALL: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: SUCK ME BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: LIKE WARM APPLE PIE.&lt;br /&gt;ALL: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(AS THEY LAUGH VERY HIGH GETS EVEN MORE HIGH)&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY HIGH: AND THERE WAS THIS ONE TIME, AT BAND CAMP?&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY HIGH: SUCK ME BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;( People outside at living room: Ta men jai shui she ma jiao!??!?! What sleep they sleeping!??!)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL FOUR ON BED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEDROOM 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORNY AND WHAT THE AT SIDES, VERY HIGH AND CONFUSED IN THE MIDDLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORNY: EEEEK! WHY VERY HIGH SLEEP NEXT TO ME?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: COS WE ALL SO GAY.&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: SUCK ME BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;VERY HORNY: I WANT A BIRDIE, IN MY HOLE...............&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: SUCK ME BEA-&lt;br /&gt;(REVENGE comes in.)&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: OPPS&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;REVENGE: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;VERY HORNY: IM DEPRIVED!&lt;br /&gt;CONFUSED: HEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;REVENGE: WALAO HAHAHAHA STOP IT HOR HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;( REVENGE GOES TOILET)&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: SUCK ME BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;VERY HORNY: I NEED A BIRDIE, IN MY HOLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;(REVENGE COMES OUT)&lt;br /&gt;REVENGE: OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;VERY HORNY AND HIGH: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-CENSORED-&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(GIRL COMES IN)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I WANT TO HAVE A BITE OFF UR HASHBROWN CAN?&lt;br /&gt;VERY HIGH: SHE WANTS A BITE&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE: SUCK ME BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;REVENGE: AHAHAHAHAH GOU LE HOR! HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay u can open ur eyes now.&lt;br /&gt;OMG ITS 430am! I started writing this since 12 midnight!!!!! Hahahahahahaha lol.&lt;br /&gt;gotta post next time, but before that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Erm those who haven't paid for the chalet or bbq can u please give it to me asap!??! I owe my sister and others a mountain of debt so please pay up soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who thanked me for the chalet i am seriously thankful for being recognized for&lt;br /&gt;my efforts. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah!&lt;br /&gt;(Wah very long post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116326803981740950?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116326803981740950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116326803981740950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116326803981740950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116326803981740950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116252586470645023</id><published>2006-11-03T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T12:02:23.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at my msn lists just now when i spotted something funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 3/4 gurls list was one called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:icygerl@hotmail.com"&gt;icygerl@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 3/4 boyz list was one called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:frostboy4@hotmail.com"&gt;frostboy4@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both same CCA somemore ah, frostboy?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, shall go tease u mercilessly later at steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;Haha shall compete with you who eat the most LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I think Wei An would win though ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;LOL dun care, must win at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cya later guys.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, wait b4 signing off i want u the readers to think: On which hand AND finger do you prefer to wear your ring on?&lt;br /&gt;Answers in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116252586470645023?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116252586470645023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116252586470645023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116252586470645023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116252586470645023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116220195401161223</id><published>2006-10-30T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:45:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-________________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 21 October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i went with my family to Kampong Glam and little india to see see.&lt;br /&gt;I bought this wooden mushroom thing that smells like spearmint.&lt;br /&gt;Made in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;$2 a pouch very worth it haha.&lt;br /&gt;Bought balloons for my younger sis to blow and whack me with haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then got lost in the crowd and tried to act like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Found my parents at the CD shop buying VCDs lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah the mannequins(spelling?) were frightening, got head no body or got legs no torso haha.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped ard and got home at ard 3am.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep yet, so go watch you tube videos. Goong NG hilarious i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4 plus =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday ** October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot which day, but i rmbered playing soccer and basketball non-stop for 3 hrs haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 26 October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Ya-...&lt;br /&gt;Y...&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Got dragged by brendon to watch marathon with him and gang.&lt;br /&gt;Haha i went home to sleep and woke at 6.&lt;br /&gt;Left home at 7plus LOL&lt;br /&gt;cos when i 1st went out i forgot my consent form.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time cos nvr bring ticket.&lt;br /&gt;lastly go back wear slipper LOL.&lt;br /&gt;1st movie, She's The Man nice show.&lt;br /&gt;"My intensity scares some people..."&lt;br /&gt;Bohahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Hey i admire that guy who confessed for her mon.&lt;br /&gt;Got guts, got determination siah, not afraid of wat other people say.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ju-On 2 was... lame.&lt;br /&gt;At least i got the story, and wasn't hamchi like SOMEONE else eh, brendon?&lt;br /&gt;During Shutter he kept on looking down and saying: " Eh, i tired lah, wan go **********!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL. HAMCHI. At least i forced myself to look at every scene.&lt;br /&gt;Poor ghost/girl. Men are jerks.&lt;br /&gt;If i had to choose between my friends and my girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's no correct answer to that huh.&lt;br /&gt;Nice twist in the ned though.&lt;br /&gt;In between the movies we guys went for Night PT YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Songbo, refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;Should have taken the iniative to ask.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't survive The Fog and slept after watching 4 people die on a boat.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and found them missing.&lt;br /&gt;They were sleeping in the NCC room haha.&lt;br /&gt;Just like when sometimes in the mornings during school days too.&lt;br /&gt;Eh i meant the gang not the 4 dead people on the ho heigh ho.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep till 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Snore zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 29 October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family day, went for the concert at expo hall 8 with my family.&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E! I wasnt a fan then and still not one now but wow were they great.&lt;br /&gt;The air was on fire mon.&lt;br /&gt;Plus Hady, Jonathan(my fav male singaporean singer!) and Kaira Gong( my fav female singaporean singer!)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kaira Gong is one of the choiest females ever.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;No questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;No u don't.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;NDP was brilliant with her singing...&lt;br /&gt;We could go on only becos she kept us going...&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;kk enough with the &amp;%$&amp;amp;*$#&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;I was like sitting and waving and rocking with complete strangers like old friends haha.&lt;br /&gt;Of course i was the shortest guy there lol, everyone so tall. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I bet they thought i was their friend's brother or something LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 10.&lt;br /&gt;And got into trouble with my little sister over her bottles.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;I shall make new paper for u, k?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Brendon and Edmund Chua now at my house dotaing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha cya!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116220195401161223?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116220195401161223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116220195401161223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116220195401161223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116220195401161223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/10/lol-lol-lol-lol-lol-lol-lol-lol-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116177142648439541</id><published>2006-10-25T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T18:35:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Rival Schools&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/f2LmVHGUscw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the introduction, ending and last but not least, the gag reel hahahaha. This was a extremely underated game in the 90's and proved to be one of the most popular fighting games in that decade. I finally found it's sequel, Project Justice at the arcade this year and hey hey hey, true to its name yah haha?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, protect our school...&lt;br /&gt;Diao, sekali got 3 guys from our school also kena join in haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys like it. I'm sure terence and jia hao will hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: jiao, 'hot legs' hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;       must learn to do the turkey dance hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116177142648439541?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116177142648439541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116177142648439541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116177142648439541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116177142648439541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/10/rival-schools-heres-introduction.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116137372549352480</id><published>2006-10-21T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T03:48:45.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey just came back from Little India...&lt;br /&gt;A very happy Deepavali to everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shall post 2mrw so late ler yawn.&lt;br /&gt;cha tah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116137372549352480?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116137372549352480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116137372549352480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116137372549352480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116137372549352480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-just-came-back-from-little-india.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116125448419781980</id><published>2006-10-19T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:41:24.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly got this random thought in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Are all men jerks?&lt;br /&gt;Well i was chatting with my female friend today and we were discussing about men and women.&lt;br /&gt;She argued that men are all selfish creatures actually.&lt;br /&gt;Well to cut a long story short, she's lost her faith in men.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to go online and surf around for information.&lt;br /&gt;Do you there's a book called All Men Are Jerks Until Proven Otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;Written by Daylle Deanna Schwartz, it's about men and why they are jerks.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not all about men-bashing, just... a discussion in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short extract from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Men Are Jerks Until Proven Otherwise encourages women to accept that men have a right to be who they are, whether they like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;It explains the reality of how men think and why they behave and communicate differently. Until women come to terms with the reality that they can only change their own response to a man’s behavior, rather than the man himself, they’ll have a harder time living peacefully with one.&lt;br /&gt;Men aren’t jerks because they don’t live up to a woman’s expectations.&lt;br /&gt;If women would pay more attention to their own well-being, relationships can change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Schwartz believes that women put too much energy into men, and not enough into themselves saying, "If you want a man, get a life."&lt;br /&gt;When women don’t have their whole life revolving around men, when they can have fun with friends and learn to enjoy their own company, and when they can create a complete life without a man, they’ll have healthier grounds for a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;When women don’t need a man to satisfy every one of their needs, things that annoyed them about men in the past may not bother them so much.&lt;br /&gt;When women have their own life to turn to for satisfaction, men may not seem like such jerks any more.&lt;br /&gt;These kind of women are definitely more attractive to men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i need to get this book, i don't really understand Man myself, let alone Women.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe reading this will help.&lt;br /&gt;Diao.&lt;br /&gt;What am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;What i just want to say is: &lt;strong&gt;To understand others, you must first understand yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha-tah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Am i a jerk?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116125448419781980?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116125448419781980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116125448419781980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116125448419781980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116125448419781980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-suddenly-got-this-random-thought-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116116949931846216</id><published>2006-10-18T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:04:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know sometimes, when people experience various emotions at some point of life,&lt;br /&gt;like joy, anger, hate, surprise, sadness, jealousy, happiness...&lt;br /&gt;They tend to express their emotions in their actions, speech and writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who's just been praised radiates a healthy glow in her face, her movements gay and&lt;br /&gt;joyful, beaming in joy, causing others to feel good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who's just had her period broods and snaps at unknowing people, sometimes causing unecessary hurt and pain to others, making them feel hurt, perhaps mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who's just experienced a shocking event gapes and tries to make sense of the situation, penning down her thoughts in a little diary, or a blog, for all to see and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a person experiences a variety of emotions in just one day, confusing his senses and mood, causing him to be grinning like a monkey this moment, brooding like a soothsayer the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people i know of express their emotions with their actions. A smile here, a slight droop of the eyebrows there, folding of the arms, fingering of hair... It's all quite obvious if you just concentrated on their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others prefer to let their mouth do the talking, so to speak. A poison barb here, a friendly word there, an acidic comment, sarcastic sentence... Really, it's so easy to get it if you listen carefully,&lt;br /&gt;especially to the tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest silently pen down their feelings in poems, scribblings, drawings, diaries, blogs, forums...&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time these writings are kept in private, even forgotten. With blogs and forums, it&lt;br /&gt;sticks there forever, unless you delete it, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i'm not one to publicly display my feelings and emotions in front of people,&lt;br /&gt;especially groups of people. I usually keep quiet and observe what the other person is doing and what she says. In little talks and debates in school or outside i would just stay silent and listen.&lt;br /&gt;Listening is important, ironically, the more you talk, the less they listen, the more you listen, the more they listen to you. But sometimes i'm seen as unfriendly or cold, please, i'm not anywhere near that. I only tend to be my other self around close friends and family. The other part of me.&lt;br /&gt;I just need, to put it bluntly, to 'analyse' you more and know you better. When people impose their feelings onto me, whether positive or negative, I always hope to respond in what i think is&lt;br /&gt;a positive way. But when people impose their negative feelings... I try to understand your emotion and perhaps help you if i could. But hurtful words and poisonous barbs... I laugh them off, but deep down inside i feel the same as you and me and everyone. I remember once in Sec 1,&lt;br /&gt;in Home Econs lesson, the class was told to tell each other what they thought of each other. I vividly remembered being described as a robot, feelingless, cold, lifeless. Well maybe i am, but i hope that i could change that image of mine. I started to express my emotions through my actions and speech rather than my writings. I acted like an 'enthu kia' during my Sec 2 year, hoping to gain recognition and get a personality of my very own. Well, other than some failed businesses and broken windows i managed to come out quite unscathed. Or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;After some painful incidents and confrontations, i don't think i can ever pull that kind of stunt again. Going back to penning down your personal thoughts in poems and blogs seems a welcome&lt;br /&gt;change. At least you don't run as big a risk as expressing them in actions and speech.&lt;br /&gt;At least you don't offend and hurt others as easily.&lt;br /&gt;You get time to think before you say or do anything.&lt;br /&gt;If that will prevent unsightly hurtful events from happening.&lt;br /&gt;To anyone. Everyone. Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i will.&lt;br /&gt;But there's the other part of me, who wants to be more expressive outwardly.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to bottle up feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When i was writing this i was as moody as Mad Eye Moody, so pardon me.)&lt;br /&gt;( I'm quite fine now, just hope that post doesnt offend any body)&lt;br /&gt;(Thank You For Your Kind Attention)&lt;br /&gt;(Cha tah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116116949931846216?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116116949931846216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116116949931846216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116116949931846216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116116949931846216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-know-sometimes-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-116100732269648660</id><published>2006-10-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:02:02.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday again and im back at my sunt's house yay.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go with my little sister and her friends to Escape but the price...&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go out for lunch with wee wing but my older sis had to lock me up inside my house, diao just becos i played the ps2?!??! Lamerz, couldnt go out with wee wing and had to stay till night then can go out. And go out for revision lor, not fun.&lt;br /&gt;Haha lamer me complaining. On Saturday went to Speedy Cafe to play dota with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;Anderson NCC V.S Anderson NPCC&lt;br /&gt;Edmund, Brendon, Timothy, Bernard, Geng An.&lt;br /&gt;Gordon, Brian, Kelvin, Terence and... Darren? Sorry forgot.&lt;br /&gt;4 matches played and all 4 matches won by NCC.&lt;br /&gt;Haha we really thrashed them good.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah these few days very... slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Dota, its a very fun RPG type game, mod of Warcraft 3.&lt;br /&gt;Storywise, it goes like the Sentinel are the defenders of humanity and the world itself.&lt;br /&gt;While the Scourge are the bad guys invading, the undead, demons...&lt;br /&gt;U choose a side and then choose a Hero from it.&lt;br /&gt;So our match was 5 heroes versus 5 heroes for example.&lt;br /&gt;We played League Mode, which meant that one side can only choose from one faction.&lt;br /&gt;So for the 1st match NCC was the Sentinel, NPCC the Scourge.&lt;br /&gt;2nd vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;3rd match we were free to choose watever hero we liked (free for all).&lt;br /&gt;And 4th match was Random Pick, randomly chosen heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe Jakiro the Twin-headed Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;A purple fat double-headed dragon with tiny flapping wings who holds&lt;br /&gt;the power of both ice and fire, my favourite hero because... its cute and flies.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and its powerful too lah lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If im not wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Brendon- Naix( A rotting life-stealing ghoul)&lt;br /&gt;               - Silencer (A elf mage who excels at silencing lol)&lt;br /&gt;               - Viper ( A flying er, dunno wat, who poisons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei An- Drow Ranger ( Bad turned good undead elf ranger)&lt;br /&gt;            -  Lich (Skeletal mage who holds ice magic)&lt;br /&gt;             - Blood Seeker ( Orc who lusts for blood )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy- Queen of Pain ( Female Demon who ownz when used by tim)&lt;br /&gt;               - Enchantress ( Fawn girl who enchants (duh) enemies using her charm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng An - Jakiro ( Twin-headed dragon who holds the power of fire and ice)&lt;br /&gt;                - King Leoric ( A Skeleton King who walks with a limp and can never die)&lt;br /&gt;                - Slayer ( Sorceress who fights for the Sentinel for the sake of money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol in short these are their fav heroes.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I think lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya i have to get back home.&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-116100732269648660?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/116100732269648660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=116100732269648660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116100732269648660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/116100732269648660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/10/saturday-again-and-im-back-at-my-sunts.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115962921356089993</id><published>2006-09-30T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:13:33.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Li Jie Wen Da Information Overload!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Paradox paradox permenant brain damage confirmed!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha well imagine 3 hrs of non stop li jie wen da and li jie ce yan, can seriously turn ur brain into popiah mush lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wait. LOL i do have popiah mush for brains lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oriental zombies will target my brains first.&lt;br /&gt;"Brainzzzz... Popiah...... Brainzzzz...."&lt;br /&gt;-___________________-&lt;br /&gt;( Due to having popiah mush for brain i shall spout nonsense till someone eats me up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay finally can post! My computer was locked up by my big sis damn.&lt;br /&gt;Underwent 2 whole weeks of cold turkey treatment and now im free!!!!&lt;br /&gt;............ Until i get home that is :{&lt;br /&gt;Btw im now posting from my aunt's house, in woodlands haha. Otherwise how can i use com?&lt;br /&gt;But at great expense, my 'brain' still in liquid state, soon to be gaseous state and&lt;br /&gt;will disperse into the air through my ears as evaporated mush aka C4SO3Na5Ag7890.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;stupid chem. turning my mush into BL mush lol.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i reached here at ard 8 as i was playing basketball with wei an, terence, jia hao, zell, norman and harvey. LOL i go library study chem ended up learning how to play basketball haha. Special note: Thanks wei an, now im addicted to how to play basketball haha!&lt;br /&gt;Haha on friday Terence asked me to organise a study group at woodlands civic centre.&lt;br /&gt;And i told him a few people can liao, no need for distractions. Seems i changed my mind at the last moment hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;So in the end 7 people turned up namely: Wei An, Huda, Jaswin, Ji Hao, Terence, Vi Ting and i think me.&lt;br /&gt;I actually wnt there early to check out for seats but..... NVM.&lt;br /&gt;In the end found seats and studied chem.&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat with wei an and terence in the middle of the study.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb traffic. Going "CHEEEEEEEEE VROMMM BANG tok tok tok..." lol.&lt;br /&gt;Studied some more on how to sing karaoke and left with the boys and vi ting to eat.&lt;br /&gt;After eating go play basketball then my aunt's house for chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Showered there.&lt;br /&gt;And bang im here finally loose. Not that it's a good thing lah lol haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh shet its 11 plus my mum's so gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;DIE DIE DIE DIE.&lt;br /&gt;DING DONG DING DONG! TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH! DING TEEEEH! DONG TEH DING!&lt;br /&gt;End of mush writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good luck for exams everone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115962921356089993?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115962921356089993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115962921356089993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115962921356089993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115962921356089993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-chinese-li-jie.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115859027779466885</id><published>2006-09-18T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:37:57.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That was such a rubbish post now that i have seen it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;............................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ATTENTION MY PHONE HAS BEEN UNABLE TO RECIEVE SMSES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SINCE SEPTEMBER 13 WEDNESDAY SO UNTIL THE PROBLEM IS&lt;br /&gt;RECTIFIED PLEASE CALL OR TELL ME IN PERSON UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alamak, so may things happen yet no time write it down...&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah lets start from recent memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th September Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Went my Gugu's house for steamboat cum bbq. Haha if this goes on i will get even fatter. Need go on diet liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th September Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Extra geog lesson after school but i went for NCC part A imt dryrun instead. Forgot to tell them so smsed. But i chose&lt;br /&gt;the wrong person to sms argh argh argh LOL. But thanks anyway haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th September Friday&lt;br /&gt;A fun day like any other friday, lessons went by like a flash (er, maybe not).&lt;br /&gt;Bernard and Harvey and Norman had to accompany the part As for their IMT,&lt;br /&gt;Ajay and Ben going for some science thingy, leaving behind only 10 specialists for training.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have orienting a Bishan Park but it rained from ard 11am to 3plus when it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont liked rain, but please not on this impt day!!!&lt;br /&gt;So had to settle for PT in school. Oh boy played soccer in the brand new muddy wet sticky school field.&lt;br /&gt;Before that saw Wei An and the basketballers playing block catching in school lol so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Played 2 rounds of soccer against the part Bs and won each game.&lt;br /&gt;Not going say much abt the details but mainly:&lt;br /&gt;Andy 1 goal&lt;br /&gt;Louis 1 goal&lt;br /&gt;Timothy 3 goals ( the scorer of the day!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Edmund 1 goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring match, sharin and i provided the assists.&lt;br /&gt;Went home in a roar all muddy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;NCC ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 September Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton with Khai at the park. Thrashed him 21-5, 21-3, 21-15. HAHAHAHA! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Seems that i haven lost my touch hehe. But im sure i will get thrashed by other people (like jie ming haha)&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gugu's house for my weekly chinese tution. A straight 3 hours non-stop can die.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at abt 11pm dead tired. Still had to wake up early 2mrw at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 September Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6 to prepare to go to Intergenerational Sports Challenge 2006 Carnival at West Coast Park&lt;br /&gt;organised by the People's Association. My mum just had to drag me along as a volunteer agrh.&lt;br /&gt;Well, rained heavily at ard 730am ruining the walk, so the organisers were panicking about it.&lt;br /&gt;There were games like gateball, rodeo bull and the like. Jesters and jugglers and snakes...&lt;br /&gt;Lol i got molested by an albino snake. The owner actually draped it around me and took pic of it in my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;U can see it if u want to hehe. Its skin feels strange, nothing like wat u expect a snake's skin will feel like lol.&lt;br /&gt;Got home in the afternoon and slept the day away...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at night to see that channel u show haha nice ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol gonna book the 2/6 chalet now cya around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115859027779466885?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115859027779466885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115859027779466885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115859027779466885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115859027779466885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/09/that-was-such-rubbish-post-now-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115849144892985679</id><published>2006-09-17T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:22:36.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Untitled-Scanned-01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/400/Untitled-Scanned-01.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/dis-misc07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/320/dis-misc07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yo! Long time no see long time no see! Woah so long nvr update liao... Sorry ah i was busy with my schoolwork and personal stuff... As u can see im being pestered by 2 girls here asking me to help them with their A maths and of course i couldnt say no, ya? (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have to go eat dinner, shall edit this post later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out For Dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from dinner. Haha decided to go mug instead of blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of the class photo(lol).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115849144892985679?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115849144892985679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115849144892985679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115849144892985679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115849144892985679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/09/yo-long-time-no-see-long-time-no-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115752820108772137</id><published>2006-09-06T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:56:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;street fighters and jackie chan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/8IsuhArHzrk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i found jus now. Cheered me up. Currently i am coughing like a mad dog and couldnt get out of bed this morning, causing me to miss my extra lessons AND NCC training sianz. Sorry guys, i really wanted to be there to see u guys promoted but, heck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115752820108772137?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115752820108772137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115752820108772137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115752820108772137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115752820108772137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/09/street-fighters-and-jackie-chan.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115738993242117947</id><published>2006-09-05T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:20:55.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A great man died just yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;You surely know him or have seen him on TV.&lt;br /&gt;He's Steve Irvin, the Croc Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAIRNS, Australia - Steve Irwin, the hugely popular Australian television personality and conservationist known as the "Crocodile Hunter"&lt;br /&gt;was killed Monday by a stingray while filming off the Great Barrier Reef.&lt;br /&gt;He was 44.&lt;br /&gt;Irwin was at Batt Reef, off the remote coast of northeastern Queensland state, shooting a segment for a series called "Ocean’s Deadliest" when he swam too close to one of the animals,&lt;br /&gt;which have a poisonous bard on their tails, his friend and colleague John Stainton said.&lt;br /&gt;"He came on top of the stingray and the stingray's barb went up and into his chest and put a hole into his heart," said Stainton, who was on board Irwin's boat at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be leaving behind his dear wife and two kids, ages 2 and 8.&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks ur know? Why must he of all people die?&lt;br /&gt;Please, let the people who read this post please observe a minute's&lt;br /&gt;silence as you think of your loved ones. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a happier note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up this morning and knocked my head on the wall ouch. Bad karma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rushed to school and met Huda on the way there. Found class 1/7 finally and settled down with the class. Maths. Well, seems that lotsa people didnt bring their work, well, i did hehe. But nvr finish so, hahaha? Listened to Harvey's experiences at the concert and time flew by like,"phew...".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Terence's cough seemed worse, hey brother, cut down on your games and rest more k? We wouldn't want to find you KO-ed in your seat during extra lessons haha lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After class i and harvey(or was it Nor----?) went down to NCC room to put our bags and had lunch at the coffeeshop. Came back to change into our no.4s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wah, then the 5 UDIs came into the room(except for Bernard, he was sick) and were showing off their 'candy bars' to us esp Harvey. I felt sorry for him lor, kena suaned until like that, but i also kena suan too wat. Nvm, nobody can beat my loyalty and devotion to Anderson NCC yeah woots! Went off to NCC HQ for our NDP Appreciation Day lol. Reached there and played paintball! Lemme think, yah, there was 6 in my group. Andy leader, Harvey and Edmund Chua supporting fire, Louis and me kamikazi fighters(LOL dirty job leave to us) and Brendon sniper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the battle started Louis's balls fell all over the place and we had to pick them up and load them back into his riflegun LOL. Then proceeded to fight with the other 6 buggers at the other side. I was the 1st guy who chionged to the front and sprayed pellets like siao. Shot down 2 opponents before kena one shot in the face. Like, WHAM! Had to go back base and count to 10 before going into the fray again. Louis died 3 times haha and Harvey got shot 3 times in rapid succession haha. Louis kena head shot also lor. Brendon won the game for us by picking off the rest and stealing the flag back into base. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we sat around and slept for a while. Then went to the HQ canteen to receive our certificates and badges. Woots photo-taking. Too bad my turn the battery died hahahaha LOL. After all the presentation we makaned at the buffet table. Ate a lot of lasi lemak there woah full like sky. Then took the plaque from the sir commending Anderson NCC's efforts towards the NDP hehehehe. Went back school squeezed into a taxi with Andy,Timothy, Brendon and Edmund. 6 ppl including driver in a taxi LOL. As they changed i took the plaque and Mr Ang's secret documents into the office and passed it to them. Cannot wait for monday school reopen for assembly LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walked to AMK MRT with Ed and Brendon and stopped at the void deck there talk cock gossip gossip. Helped Brendon with his problems. Haiz haiz haiz... Hope he makes a proper decision by tonight lor, cannot drag anymore liao. Cannot yi jiao ta liang chuan hahahaha... Took mrt back, met Wei An on top. More cock talking and gossiping lol. Sometimes i wonder whether guys or gurls more talkative lor hahaha. Reached Yishun and started to rain cats and dogs. Couldn't stand their incessant barking and meowing alamak :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wondered wat would happen to the Council's Spiderweb... Haiz build for whole afternoon, heaven got ppl use toilet flush three four five times isit... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walked through the rain home. I like the way the rain falls on me haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Raindrops are falling on my head dum dum dum dum...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got down to some homework and got some bad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well looking foward to a sunny and happy day 2mrw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cha tah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115738993242117947?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115738993242117947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115738993242117947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115738993242117947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115738993242117947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-man-died-just-yesterday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115712632493020460</id><published>2006-09-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:58:46.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/DSCN1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/320/DSCN1114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You woke up in the middle of the night to yell at me.&lt;br /&gt;I yelled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You threw my bowl against the wall and it smashed.&lt;br /&gt;I threw yours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scold me for small or no reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I glowered at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You picked on me and bullied me.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to retort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dumped my favourite game cd into the bin.&lt;br /&gt;I went all the way down just to get it back and spite you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You slapped me for being defiant.&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You locked me outside the door when i broke the curfew.&lt;br /&gt;I called dad and mom to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ignore me when you feel like it, even when i need help.&lt;br /&gt;I jeered at you about whethered you even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took your camera without your permission and broke it.&lt;br /&gt;I slammed doors in your face when angry.&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home when u pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fought with you when both of us were angry.&lt;br /&gt;I stared back at you with defiance when u scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;I treated you unkindly in my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;I hacked into the PC when u locked it.&lt;br /&gt;I hid your magazines in the toilet so you couldnt read them.&lt;br /&gt;I took stationary from you without you knowing.&lt;br /&gt;I lied to you about where i went.&lt;br /&gt;I broke the mirror in your room by accident.&lt;br /&gt;I made faces at you and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you forgave me.&lt;br /&gt;But you gave me extra pocket money time to time.&lt;br /&gt;But you make me laugh when i'm down in the dumps.&lt;br /&gt;But you cooked for me after i came back from school without eating.&lt;br /&gt;But you bought books for me to read and learn.&lt;br /&gt;But you tucked me into bed when i was a little child.&lt;br /&gt;But you held my hand till i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;But you would rather forgo sleep to help me with my projects.&lt;br /&gt;But you would always praise me for my well dones without fail.&lt;br /&gt;But you couldn't stop worrying till i came back from camp with a injured leg.&lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn't stop crying when i said i was sorry and i loved you.&lt;br /&gt;But you never ever threatened me if i was correct, even if you were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But you forgave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the bad and spiteful things i have done,&lt;br /&gt;i am deeply sorry.&lt;br /&gt;For you had always forgave me after everything.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i didnt say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;For the reasons above and countless countless COUNTLESS more&lt;br /&gt;i dont just forgive u for ur faults.&lt;br /&gt;i respect and idolize and love you.&lt;br /&gt;For you are the best sister ever.&lt;br /&gt;AND the best teacher too.&lt;br /&gt;The only one and only older sister&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You know what? You share your birthday with teacher's day and ended up being a teacher BOHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: I have always looked inferior in photos when beside my two pretty sisters. Unfair   -____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115712632493020460?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115712632493020460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115712632493020460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115712632493020460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115712632493020460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-woke-up-in-middle-of-night-to-yell.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115703303288846517</id><published>2006-08-31T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:03:52.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/chalet_sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/chalet_shoe_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/320/chalet_shoe_heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wishing all teachers in the world a happy teacher's day woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Before i begin i have some things to clarify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1) Sry hor norman/harvey/zell, i will try to be more considerate in the future, and i fell cos lack of balance hor, no that ok? Anw cya on sat night haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2) Umbrellas dont keep u from getting wet. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was teacher's day! yay! reached school when it wasnt raining yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When it did, received a call from Norman, turns out he needs some help, so gogogo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Borrowed an umbrella from Bliss and rushed to school gate with terence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ferried Harvey and other people to school, Mr Leow included lol. He was wearing a grey windbreaker with a zip on top haha. When i got back to class i did something stupid, sorry again zell. Didnt meant to do that on purpose, sorry hor! Aces dance went by like a bolt of lightning. Then sat through the concert, nearly froze to death(cos i was wet lah not wat u thinking). I think the MCs did their best though, this their 1st time anw. Aiyah all in all the concert was a success. The programs were fun and entertaining, esp the bands. Discussed the tactics of war with Brendon during the sec 2 band, he was saying stuff like: 'Why no chio bu wan, i want chio bu!' LOL HAHAHA. Woots Adi and co u rock! Best band ever in our eyes! Yeah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After letting off i went and changed into my streetclothes and looked for ex-jiemin primary schoolmates. Went off with Dalilah and Jay for Yishun 1st, reached and met up with Lynette. Minzhe,wei xiang, wei liang, zhiwei, jiemin(lol yah his name the same as our pri sch), joel, bing hong, yi chan(haha), pinru and benjamin joined us later at school. Yay my teachers still rmb me! But they say my face change a lot, now i look veri serious. thats so LOL lor haha. Look serious maybe, character? haha. depends i suppose. We had lunch at school canteen, everything looked so small to us haha. The watercooler...tiny. Chairs... Tiny. Desks... TINY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Said goodbye to the gurls and went to the street soccer court with the boys to play some STREET FIGHTER! LOL street soccer i meant. Playing in the rain for 3plus hours was SHIOK! with a capital S and a exclaimation mark. Pinru came by later. Had a cramp in my right thigh after playing, wei xiang from st john came and rescued me, but then my left calf started having a cramp too LOL! Well thanks to wei xiang i didnt have any long lasting injuries haha. Went to Northpoint's Macs for dinner and chatted. Went home after that. We need more times like this i swear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh no. I have to go for NCC NDP ceremony at HQ on monday. I would have to skip some extra lessons damn. And come to school in no.4 for morning lessons. Great. Well haha at least i and the rest of the NDP ppl would stand out.LOL so funny ah geng an, oh no now im talking to myself. Nvm, im sure the ceremony would be great. Paintball, food, photo-takings, paintball, certs,badges, paintball... Did i mention paintball? &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more brain teaser. For this u have to think out of the box. And no wei an u cannot answer this i already told u liao haha -______-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A man was walking his dog when he stepped onto a square pavement. He was immediately thrown into jail with his dog. But neither him nor his dog commited any offence. And he went there himself, no policeman arrested him. What exactly was the man and his dog doing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha thats it, im having a dental app 2mrw, a minor operation on me. Lol im nervous. Sekali i die of blood loss how? lol choi choi choi! Cha tah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115703303288846517?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115703303288846517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115703303288846517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115703303288846517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115703303288846517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-teachers-day-wishing-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115665670034507652</id><published>2006-08-27T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:31:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/cat.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sry abt that but i wont post it up yet its not worthy to be seen by the world...&lt;br /&gt;so i will jus post abt the happy things then lol. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/wah.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/320/wah.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Came to school at 620am again. Asked myself why i go to school so early for.&lt;br /&gt;Looked up the stairs and thought: 'Wahsei, maybe not today.'&lt;br /&gt;Normally when i get to school i would&lt;br /&gt;1) climb the stairs to 2nd storey&lt;br /&gt;2) walk along the dark lifeless corridors&lt;br /&gt;3) pass by the toilets&lt;br /&gt;4) walk in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;5) open 3/4 classroom door and switch on lights/fans&lt;br /&gt;6)plop down on desk and go zzz&lt;br /&gt;The mornings are always like this.&lt;br /&gt;Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;Forbidding.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz haha and im supposed to post abt happy things ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that day i went straight to the NCC room and played darts.&lt;br /&gt;LOL NO LIFE YOU BOHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And fell fast asleep on the couch the dear girl guides donated to us(thanks a lot)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up when they played the songs, esp the one abt Mr Ang's Shawn Michael song LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep again and woke up exactly at 717am.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to parade square for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;After school went central with er, xh,se,jm,jh and ter for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;walked all around central and finally decided on the food court.&lt;br /&gt;Fresh cockles+Lime+Kway Teow+Egg+Oil=Lip smacking Char Kway Teow&lt;br /&gt;Yah, we were all smacking our lips around and had to pick them up from the floor :)&lt;br /&gt;Went ard central to buy materials for NCC training later with jh.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 100 plastic bags from the dear kind auntie from the sugar cane store at the hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;Had some misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: 1 dollar one.&lt;br /&gt;We: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: hmm, not enough ah, 50 cents one lor.&lt;br /&gt;We: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*start to calculate: 0.5 X 100= 50 dollars!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Eh, wrong lah, i mean 1 set of 50 bags 1 dollar!&lt;br /&gt;We: .........HAHAHA phew.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;So we bought 100 plastic bags from auntie for $2 and a roll of string from Popular for $1.75&lt;br /&gt;Went back school with Jia Hao and met up with Ben and Ajay to set things up.&lt;br /&gt;Haha we went to the pull up bars and tied the strings around and in it to set up the SPIDER WEB!&lt;br /&gt;I tried it and wow, M:I:3 leh ahaha lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the "field" next to the quadangle(how do u spell that lol my bad)&lt;br /&gt;and patched the whole area with cones and scotchtape. 100 bags of water coming soon hehe. Water Fight.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly i got some of my juniors to go to 3/6 to borrow the chairs for the last activity( with Ben's permission of course)&lt;br /&gt;dont kill me if they blame u ah ben haha. 40plus chairs were taken and i brought them to the tarred road beside the lift and scrambled them around like a minefield. Supposed to blindfold ur friends and guide them through the minefield to take the sacred water bottle from the box and come back with it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When training started i assigned the specs to their stations and began the activities.&lt;br /&gt;Boy i am sure proud of the spider web. It was magnificent. Just like a real spider web, just more er, webby? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went around making sure everything was fine and going well. Afterall, this training was planned by benjamin and me, cannot let any mishaps happen. Minefield was going well, very funny to see the teams saboing each other.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, my fav. Water Fight. Arrived in time to talk cock with the specs there, brendon in particular.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that they had one last group to attend to so i and brendon filled up some bottles and sprayed each other.&lt;br /&gt;And bernard. Bernard then went berserk and chased us both up and down with the NCC pole. Spasticism.&lt;br /&gt;Last grp came and left, leaving all of us freaking wet. i could even style my hair like a cockatiel haha.&lt;br /&gt;i could also squeeze excess water from my pants and shirt lor, every single part of my body was wet, in general.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, sounded wrong. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;After training went back home with louis,jia hao and Benedict's Solution. Or a very wet Bernard. haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;Fun day, got a call frm ajay with pleasant news. thanks ajay.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, showered and was finally dry phew.&lt;br /&gt;Haha to end this post.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was found hanging dead from the ceiling of a room.&lt;br /&gt;The room was 15"X15"X15".&lt;br /&gt;The man was only 6" tall and the rope was only 2" long.&lt;br /&gt;There were no windows and only one door to the room.&lt;br /&gt;The door was bolted shut from the inside and there was a puddle of water under the man.&lt;br /&gt;How did he kill himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person hu guesses correctly(if u guys can lah, in the 1st place) will get a bag of gold from me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115665670034507652?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115665670034507652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115665670034507652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115665670034507652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115665670034507652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/08/sry-abt-that-but-i-wont-post-it-up-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115625089314270779</id><published>2006-08-22T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:48:13.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, in life, theres always a Path C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well writing one now, shall post it by 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;haiz, stupid me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115625089314270779?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115625089314270779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115625089314270779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115625089314270779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115625089314270779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-in-life-theres-always-path-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115616851256689471</id><published>2006-08-21T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:58:10.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Face up to reality. I have been thinking for some time.&lt;br /&gt;And from now on, there can only be two paths for me down the road.&lt;br /&gt;Path A's painful but easy, Path B painful and hard.&lt;br /&gt;Writing down my thoughts in poems i am going to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;But which?&lt;br /&gt;Face up to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush (The beginning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be&lt;br /&gt;that is the question&lt;br /&gt;To speak or not to speak&lt;br /&gt;that is the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is all a flutter&lt;br /&gt;to catch a sight of you&lt;br /&gt;but while my heart's a beating a beating&lt;br /&gt;my tongue gets cut in two&lt;br /&gt;All the words i yearned to speak&lt;br /&gt;to you has been cut short&lt;br /&gt;no matter how I try my hardest&lt;br /&gt;I just can't confess up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be&lt;br /&gt;that is the question&lt;br /&gt;To speak or not to speak&lt;br /&gt;that is the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are together&lt;br /&gt;i feel uptight&lt;br /&gt;When you are around&lt;br /&gt;i feel so right&lt;br /&gt;So until then&lt;br /&gt;I will retain this rush&lt;br /&gt;And until then&lt;br /&gt;I'll contain my crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be&lt;br /&gt;that is the question&lt;br /&gt;To speak or not to speak&lt;br /&gt;that is the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moon and I ( Path A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go, let me go&lt;br /&gt;Why do you torment me so&lt;br /&gt;Is it the sparkle in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Or the feeling deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I admit&lt;br /&gt;I have been such a fool&lt;br /&gt;I should have never fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;For I hoped you would do the same for me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know, now I know&lt;br /&gt;Things between us would not hold&lt;br /&gt;Just like oil and water, chalk and cheese&lt;br /&gt;It was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were high, i was low&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us too far&lt;br /&gt;Like the wolf, howling for the moon&lt;br /&gt;i could only see u in the waters&lt;br /&gt;never to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howl to the Moon (Path B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dusk's coming&lt;br /&gt;I look out the window&lt;br /&gt;I only see your face&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls&lt;br /&gt;I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I only worry for you&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon rises&lt;br /&gt;I howl to the moon&lt;br /&gt;The moon seems to smile&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn's coming&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from my slumber&lt;br /&gt;A dream about you&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my body&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my smile&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my words&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that's embedded&lt;br /&gt;In every part of me&lt;br /&gt;Shall shine in all times&lt;br /&gt;Even if the darkest storms&lt;br /&gt;Comes and envelopes me&lt;br /&gt;My inner hope&lt;br /&gt;My inner strength&lt;br /&gt;Will take over&lt;br /&gt;And start all over again&lt;br /&gt;To howl to the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face up to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Geng An.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115616851256689471?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115616851256689471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115599778807693963?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115599778807693963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115599778807693963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115599778807693963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115599778807693963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115535585108450695</id><published>2006-08-12T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:10:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah finally got time to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ndp's finally over but i sort of feel weird now... i nvr wake up so late on saturdays like this for a very long time liao le... everytime go training and rehearsal... Sort of feels weird now... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a bang as i fell onto the floor and landed on my ass. Plodded around and pulled myself together and off i went. Yio Chu Kang MRT Station----&gt;Amoy Camp----&gt;Charted Bus----&gt;Indoor Stadium&lt;br /&gt;Ahah, bet i nvr tpld any of u guys abt this. When we rest, we do it at the indoor stadium so that the public wont see thousands of people slping around at the real national stadium lol. Then my sir was giving us a pep talk and wow i was really inspired. As u noe, this will be the last NDP at the national stadium b4 its torn down (boohoo) and my sir said that we would be part of history. Huh? we said. Wat history? Then he say: "Bodoh! This year last year here of course got special meaning wat. U guys performing here is great honour!" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a few more reruns in the morning b4 slacking all the afternoon away in the indoor stadium. Had western for lunch and KFC for dinner. I tell u, the government and sponsors really pamper us a lot. Meals consists of: Western, Thai food, KFC, Pizza Hut... Snacks in between( they gave us a damn lot of crinkles and energy drinks... not that we are complaining :)) and woohoo ice-cream and the magnificent life saving&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MILO TRUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U noe last time school event got that kind of milo truck? yah thats the one. Every break we will rush there and suck the truck dry LOL. Competing to see hu drank the most cups, the record is 24 cups by some guy from ASC(I) Sec. Crazy. The most i ever drank was only 12 while louis drank abt 15+? Yay milo rox. The milo's so gd that its actually sweet and not too diluted. U can actually taste the true taste of milo. Which is Milo. milo. milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahahaha i swear, the government's trying to fatten us up and send us to the big bad wolf to eat. KFC again! Yay protein and carbos and FAT. Not complaining though :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Uh oh. Time for the NDP parade. We gathered inside the tunnel giving each other high-fives and getting ours high and pumped up. Wow the atmosphere was electrifying. Static electricity course through our veins... Then we went, our heads help up high with pride and love for the nation... Jog jog jog jog STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A sea of red and white greeted us. We then blanked out and stood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~50 lingering minutes later~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jog jog jog jog into the tunnel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The firewroks r gonna start soon! Got into our buses and waved goodbye to the stadium... We arent allowed to stay back and go in u see, we need the tickets :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Said good bye to ping ee sec bros, hope we see them again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dropped off at the bus stop outside the back of Anderson Sec with Louis, Brendon, Edmund and Nick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a beautiful full moon that night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DIAO i go and say something stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Hey look at the full moon tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*they turn and look at the moon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Romantic right? Lol but its this time of the night where people go a little bit crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       Haha brendon u always look so pale, sekali turn into werewolf leh haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Brendon turns around and acts like a werewolf and goes for my throat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;* The rest follow and push me onto the grass near the school front gate*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Blood stained the walls of Anderson Sec... NO LAH LOL AHAHAH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;* No much worse, they actually TAUPOKED me on the grass. ON THE GRASS. OW. Couldnt breathe at the bottom sianz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: ..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Them: TAUPOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When they had their fun, we stopped by the void decks to have a chat or two. Then went home by train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Slept peacefully that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With the full moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much jus studied for exams during morn and afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;When dusk came my parents dragged me to this building at orchard road for some talk.&lt;br /&gt;Cheh, vacation trips and the sort. Left me outside at the office. Got bored and started watching the DVD player outside playing Charlie and the choclate factory( louis jh brendon now u noe why i kept on doing that X))&lt;br /&gt;then started smsing also haha. Fun. Stumbled upon the staircase when i searched around for a toilet. NO TOILETS!!?!??!? omg. Decided to walk down the staircase in search of one and mind u i was at the 18th story.&lt;br /&gt;Super quiet. Super Scary. Some of the lights were flickering. And the stairs are those kind of super empty stairs and totally sound proof with echos that kind.Every step i took echoed throughout the empty staircase. Or so i thought lah.&lt;br /&gt;U sometimes get this feeling like got somebody watching u? And u turn around nobody? And when u turn back the hairs on ur back start to stand up? And it feels really cold. I was going down slowly and saw some black rubbish bags on the ground. Most likely rubbish but i was not gonna open it to find out! Tok tok tok tok. Walking slowly down when i reached the 14th floor.Peeped down and saw the 13th floor sign. And u noe wat? The sign was hanging loosely and swaying and swaying lah! I was so damn frightened siah. Bet anyone would be scared lah! I stone there a while then ran all the way back up like possessed like that. A veri bad thing to do. I once read somewhere that when u r scared and once u start running away(like u see something u shouldnt see) u find that u cannot stop running. U will keep on running and runnin and running... WOAH. I nvr felt so relieved since sec 1 NCC nightwalk. Sec 3 one peanuts cos i was older and more familiar with the school. Went back office and scolded myself for scaring myself silly. Went back home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt of that stupid staircase again. This time i was running up and up and nvr stopping. Stupid dream.&lt;br /&gt;And then when i got ready for school and opened the front door......&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY FAMILY SHOES WERE MISSING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I dont noe whether it was connected to that staircase thing but it was really freaky.&lt;br /&gt;7th month somemore leh.&lt;br /&gt;DIE DIE DIE DIE.&lt;br /&gt;2 exams that day too lor.&lt;br /&gt;DIE DIE DIE DIE.&lt;br /&gt;No choice but to wear my black running shoes to school. Looked so out of place in a sea of white shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Died for both exams i think huahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch with my kakis and prepared for NCC training.&lt;br /&gt;...........................................&lt;br /&gt;im glad i made it in NCC.&lt;br /&gt;Taught my sec 1 cadets IFC(individual field craft) in class 3/8.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but, when i stood there at the whiteboard teaching i kept thinking of myself in their shoes when i was sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;got this, feeling of, nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember. The respect and fear i had for my specialists then.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my cadets feel the same for me. And i definitely wont abuse them like wat they did years back. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;After training our sirs rounded up all the specs and we did 150 pull ups and 90 push ups! Can die lol but not really tiring. Lol contradicting. Went home and chatted along the way. NCC is like a 2nd home to me...&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat&lt;br /&gt;woke up, no dreams phew. gonna go fireworks festival later. well surprise surprise, guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;Ray and Yu Zheng(lim) just popped outside my home!&lt;br /&gt;LOL flag day for them...&lt;br /&gt;want to slack eh? haha got to go entertain them now cya later!&lt;br /&gt;Hope to have fun later at the fest.&lt;br /&gt;cha tah!&lt;br /&gt;numero uno amiga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115535585108450695?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115535585108450695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115535585108450695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115535585108450695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115535585108450695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeah-finally-got-time-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29403102.post-115505304657116824</id><published>2006-08-08T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:04:06.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*recovered from love @ zero degrees and SuperBand fever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH(shaddup you!)&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so much happened this two days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! CHEM TEST!&lt;br /&gt;Drank 3/2 cupfuls of coffee and plodded to school.&lt;br /&gt;Piaed chem for 2 whole hours...&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Haz and Miss Yeo were kind to let us study haha thanx teach'.&lt;br /&gt;Then chem test...&lt;br /&gt;OH FINE NVM.&lt;br /&gt;Shld be able to get a b4? maybe i fail also not entirely impossible haha...&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care abt wat happens when u pour this and that and this and kaboom, like, im not gonna use this when i grow up right? Shld be lol, not planning to be a chem teacher, rather go be a teacher at kindergarden, then can go make the little kiddies laugh and play and learn all day long. Ahh, innocence of early childhood... Makes me think of the times when i was at kindergarden... haha jus rmbered stm. Brian from 3/2 was my playmate at kindergarden,K1 and K2 lol. Left at pri sch and met again at Anderson Secondary School haha. Dunno whether he rmb not, hope so lol. He was the one who crapped(literally) in the school toilet if i rmb correctly HAHAHAHAHA...LOL im diverting from the point...&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back home after school to go look at bleach anime. Yay bleach bleaches bleachly ur noe lol? Slept at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 630am instead of my usual 545am.&lt;br /&gt;DUNG!&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to school to lend my ncc badges to Louis and Ajay for the parade.&lt;br /&gt;Then went through assembly as usual, only diff was that everyone finally were singing the national anthem haiz... Must be proud of our nation! For Singapore! For country! Yeah! For NCC! Yeah! For our fellow countrymen and friends! For country! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Then came the dressing up part. I then scouted the canteen with JH for things to whack Mr Tan with. Found a mop but was found out by the drinks auntie. Then she offered us a brand new head of a mop but with one condition. I had to pass her my ez-link card -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Like going play LAN like that haha.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back and planted it on Mr Tan's head. Goofy head. Donald Head. Mickey head. Watever.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA i shall nvr forget Mr Ang's pose. I sh-HAHAHAHAHAH......&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mr Leow and Mr Tan haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went for newspaper collecting after that. Saw Wei An and Sing EEEE whacking each other so decided to watch. THEN they come and gangbang me from the front AND the back. Im sure the dear reader noes where they whacked, im not going into details nono...&lt;br /&gt;Went with Ming Chien, Lee Teck and the Indonesian scholars.&lt;br /&gt;Spilt up , me and Ferianny and them while Lee Teck Ming Chien and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Went around collecting newspapers and clothing. Haha got one apartment got this chee kor pek, his wife slipped in FHM mags into the newspaper and told me to keep LOL. Haha temptation sets in... Agrh, no put them back with the newspapers and gave to Mr Tan later. I like the scholars, they are really sporting abt this and really really helpful. They had a lot of fun too.( haha when i resting at 9th flr they were pinching each other and laughing ahaha). They were awed at the lifts. Gave them an explaination of HDB flats and taught them how to say JIU BAO ZHI and JIU YI FU. well, then this funny incident on the 10th floor. We went up the stairs, turnt right and saw Lee Teck and *AHEM COUGH COUGH* siding up so so so so so close together (i nvr say ah). Teased him mercilessly.Can still rmb converstaion.&lt;br /&gt;Scene 102&lt;br /&gt;Take 13&lt;br /&gt;*climbs up stairs and see Lee Teck and *AHEM COUGH COUGH*&lt;br /&gt;Me: .......&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lee Teck ah Lee Teck...&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Didnt noe that u were like this...&lt;br /&gt;LT: .....(turns red)&lt;br /&gt;Me: AHAHAHAHAH... Lee Teck ah Lee Teck...&lt;br /&gt;LT: Eh dont say already...&lt;br /&gt;For the next 10 floors down...&lt;br /&gt;Me: hai... hai... hai...&lt;br /&gt;LT: (retorts with something i will never reveal to the reader grrr)&lt;br /&gt;(sry Lee Teck!)&lt;br /&gt;Then signed out and prepared to go back school pin up NCC training schedule and notice.&lt;br /&gt;Sun bian help Jaswin pass CDs to Lyana at Council Room.&lt;br /&gt;Lol embarassing, i actually went up to the 4/5th story there with the cushions and such to find them haha. Lyana started calling and i rushed around like a confused pheasant until Louis helpfully told me its elusive location. DIAO and it was at the room where i did my NCC interview at March NCC School Camp. Went in with phone ringing and passed Lyana the CDs. Rushed out cos room too hot.&lt;br /&gt;AHA! Rmb the show YAMAKAZI? The stunts the boys do? I, Ajay, Louis and Brendon went to the space beside the slope and and AVT and did some really cool climbing. Siao one that Brendon, climb like monkey like that. Recorded down the stunt in my hp. Really cool siah.&lt;br /&gt;Went Brendon's condo with Louis to play some X-Box 360 hoo! Then Louis wanted to go swim downstairs but we no shorts how? Brendon lent us pants lor lol. Eyuck, had to go room, remove underwear and wear shorts without underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Felt..........................................&lt;br /&gt;.........................................breezy.&lt;br /&gt;Rawr went down pool and like so damn cold lah! Brendon pushed us both into the freezing waters but he nvr jumped himself. So Louis and i dragged him into the pool lor wat else. And so cool, Louis' hair is waterproof!Splashed around the water like kids that we were and sun tanned.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh highlight of the day&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...Sauna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;# half naked guys squeezing into one small sauna room. Played Truth Or Truth inside. Managed to extort info from both of them without revealing too much. Supposed to saty inside for 15 mins only but i and Louis stayed for half an hour. Sweat like siao but when we come out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHIOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lol, then went off(no i want more sauna noooooooo) with Louis to Serangoon Central to eat and drink food lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went home by MRT with him. Walking home i spotted and old friend and chatted a while with her. Then go my CC downstairs and help them carry boxes and boxes of flags to Zone 4 CC for like, 1 full hr cos im a %^#$&amp; 'volunteer'( forced by my mum since p6 agrh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY reached home at ard 830pm and showered. Went down again to help them write stuff haiz ahaha but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared for NDP parade 2mrw im so so so so nervous leh lolz.&lt;br /&gt;Guys and gurlz...&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29403102-115505304657116824?l=popiahpopiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/feeds/115505304657116824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29403102&amp;postID=115505304657116824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115505304657116824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29403102/posts/default/115505304657116824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popiahpopiah.blogspot.com/2006/08/recovered-from-love-zero-degrees-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Popiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118215043048947435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5769/1430/1600/Chinese%20Dance%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
