<?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-6715155</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:28:17.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peckys blog</title><subtitle type='html'>peckys blog duh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-112821853021504205</id><published>2005-10-02T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:02:10.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm i shall hijack a bit. heres the restarting of peck's blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-112821853021504205?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/112821853021504205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/112821853021504205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm-i-shall-hijack-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111391308817396887</id><published>2005-04-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T20:18:08.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey guys. well i left out some impt peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alwyn---irritating but nonetheless a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plk---my sec 2 buddy. we had some real good times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well jee nee was talking about that poor sod psc scholar who got busted for posting racist remarks. well she also went on to warn us against inflammatory remarks about teachers unless we can back it up :P  oh well. made me think about a lot of things and the risks i was taking. even as xiaxue doesnt get screwed, why let such a thing wreck your life and career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pondering whether to close the blog. things have been getting boring, and since my favourite flaming topic poses a risk to me then that leaves me in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile while i ponder, lala can kiss my sorry ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm, on second thoughts....save it.....ill get rabies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111391308817396887?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111391308817396887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111391308817396887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111358478082069292</id><published>2005-04-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T01:06:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its friendship week. yeah. koksterclub did a tribute to their friends, so yeah, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quanz for spending so much time with me all these 2 yrs. we stay back and talk we talk shit about soccer we know each other well we know each others jokes we know everything about each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-posef for standing my incessant and ego-boosting suaning 24/7. too nice i say, always being positive, always laughing at stuff, always coming up with awkward moments of brilliance and pure stupidity, makes me feel guilty with his innocence, brightens up mah day another one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yao and sian teh alien. nicest guys around with an attitude. always willing to help meh, always cracking jokes always poking mah tummey, always pushing me on, always willing to lend me many monies, its stretched back a long way and seriously we dont ever get angry at each other, its really the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dick for his absentmindedness and unpredictable personality, too polite i say. angsty but an absolutely fun character to be with. he adds in these real awkward blips in my life that are irreplaceable, loud, funny, great guy. theres a reason why the gep loves him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kwt for his pwnzor sense of humour and his great social skills. hes really helpful and i really do wish that i had more time with him than just the one great year we had in sec 2. hes just one of the best guys in the gep because hes never affected by anything and he doesnt take anything seriously. hes retained a certain nonchalence and ignorance that just makes him an awesome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tiong. one more i hoped to have more time with. trading of insults, discussion of daniao, the sharing of dilemas and plights. i wont forget sec 2 and its pains and mosburger chitchats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sarge for his really excellent sense of humour and his forgiving nature. the dude doesnt really take anything to heart. he totally shares my pains and sufferings and hes another one of that impeccable nice guy kinda things, cept hes a pimply couch potato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-zhenghong. we kinda strayed in sec 2 and 3. sec 1 without a doubt you were my best friend, it didnt get any better than that. sec 4, our re has brought us back together again. those chats in the hols really brought us closer together. the friendship has mellowed somehow to a complicated stage. its a mature understanding now, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eechong for his perkiness and inflated ego. the intelligence and quirkiness so free and his flamboyant mouth so eager to share shrill notes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woohan for his mugger-poser bridge-the-gap kinda guy. the daring guy which no one can ever get mad at. splattering the chicken wing hand on my face, his infectious smile. all rounder and ever so focused at the big things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shaggy for his all-rounded nature that is so unreal and unbelivebale. his humility is incomprehensible! does this guy even have an ego? class favourite and epitome of perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-zhong and cq- always obssessed with kenny miller and cr. powerful slackers who are actually damn smart. people who dont give a shit that i admire so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yamies for his colourful anecdotes, be it about et or school. get-out of bed look is one in a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-karhan for his haolianness and chelski fan membership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lip and yong for their constant suaning and their g8 sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daniao for entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-komrade for letting me bully him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4M dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ivan for his suanning of inter and our early breakfast congregations.&lt;br /&gt;-xianbin for his constant suanning and his updates about fugtard hamid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people i would like to know better (havent done so because havent really been with them long term)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pok. lewd face!&lt;br /&gt;-poey! attitude cute boi!&lt;br /&gt;-yip.&lt;br /&gt;-lossy&lt;br /&gt;-wadever i cant think of anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE BITCH LALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111358478082069292?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111358478082069292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111358478082069292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-friendship-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111348199419020657</id><published>2005-04-14T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:33:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey hey. long time no blog. getting too boring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was reasonably slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas lesson of course provided much entertainment. apparently teh biyatch refused to let posef and yip in for lesson unless they apologised. damn lame sia, they had to go up front, recount the whole story and say sorry. its like utterly unnecessary, but of course it makes lala feel good, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, after hearing their story she decided to change posefs seat. so now poor posef is now stuck in front with ackerly and shun cheng. poor lonely dude. plus lala banned yip from ever looking out from the window again lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas playground rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) no scratching of leg&lt;br /&gt;2) no looking out windows&lt;br /&gt;3) must have purple/green pen&lt;br /&gt;4) crawl at her feet&lt;br /&gt;5) no insulting of ackerly, mayank and zhiyong, amongst others&lt;br /&gt;6) no talking about anything other than math&lt;br /&gt;7) lala is king&lt;br /&gt;8) lala can be as slutteh as she wants ta be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i coined a new title for lala. i wrote it on a paper for quanz to see. fugly aunty. hmm and quanz thought the a was a c. HOLY MOLY. HE COINED A NEW PHRASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUGLY CUNTY! WHEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111348199419020657?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111348199419020657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111348199419020657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111322330415922288</id><published>2005-04-11T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:41:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woo. monday morning blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly talk was so amusing. the 2 SAF guys really cracked me up with their warped sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im from ri" professes one of em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry im not from ri, im from victoria"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first guy says, "hehe. lets bash him up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both men in sychronized unison, "HAHAHhAHAHAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, no one laughed till like 5 seconds after that. good work mr saf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a traditional lala screwing was not to be missed out today. posef trying to communicate with yip from like back of class to front of class. watching keefe play soccer. then lala got damn irritated and stared at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"joseph and daniel.............................GET OUT NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee man. her face was scrunched up like a piggy! most amusing and sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i give you 3 seconds.....1,2,3" . i wondered what would have happened if posef and yip had stood their ground. lololololol imagine lala draggin them out or lala storming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. teh fugging bitch immediately started to crack jokes about them in a valiant attempt to crack up the class. well buggers like mayank and lawrence obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she proceeded to give us a conscientious puritan rant that professed of how our actions make her seem worst than what she really is, how there was this awe-inspiring quote of 'if you want to be bad, might as well be bad the whole way'. horse shit! it doesnt get any horsier than that! and mayank luvs her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting facts about lala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi im lala and i am a piece of horse shit!&lt;br /&gt;and you know i dont get any horsier than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi im lala and i am teh slut.&lt;br /&gt;thats right. not a slut. teh slut.&lt;br /&gt;the sluttiest there is&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mayank!&lt;br /&gt;i love lawrence!&lt;br /&gt;i love bokai!&lt;br /&gt;come to me my giggly minions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a bad hairday...everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111322330415922288?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111322330415922288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111322330415922288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111297666426695053</id><published>2005-04-08T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:11:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lala told me to shave again, and threatened to pull out the hairs on my chin with some fucking coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats just fucking morbid. made me fucking irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, math was first lesson. anyway around 10 peeps got sent out for not printing the ws.  good for them. damn good for them.  lucky them.  me and quanz  ended up not knowing anything so it was about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean how many more undstandting ways could have resolved the matter today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had NAPFA today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 situps (woo hoo!) A&lt;br /&gt;198 cm (i need a ton of help! HOLY MOLY CRAP!) E&lt;br /&gt;49 cm (woo hoo!) A&lt;br /&gt;0 ( yeah guess)&lt;br /&gt;10.4 secs C  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run was a real surpise to me. last yr i barely scrapeed the E grade. 11 point sth. 10.4 was like a flesh-blood metabolic miracle considering i havent exercised plus i put on weight. thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i ate ban mian for the first time in my life today. i didnt really like it. it kinda made me real thirsty and really i didnt see anything special in it -_- . its just doughy noodles in some yucky thick gooey soup. yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went mentoring, then came back to give some help to the carnival thing, when i got home i was damn shagged. woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111297666426695053?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111297666426695053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111297666426695053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/lala-told-me-to-shave-again-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111279012015994162</id><published>2005-04-06T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:22:00.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yo everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dint take 5 stations today because of some grouping kinda thing, so we had to do conditioning with azhar, which was quite hellish. me and sarge were groaning away in agony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the eng bio presentation went exceptionally well, no slipups during the presentation. however i fucked up the q &amp; a like hell, we'll be lucky to get 2/5 for that segment. im sorry grpmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was saying f*ck like so many times. at least 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm until now i just cant get over it. its funny how i really place a lot of importance on certain things. its when i put in effort and preparation that i really care about the marks. pride i say. and i cant stand a perfect presentation being marred by some fucked up answers from me! im really angry with myself coz i had rather high expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just suck at thinking on the spot. i like to mull over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; assignments for hours. this lack of brain activity when in a tight spot  is a major flaw i have to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about angst eh? but really, ill be thinking about this one tonight. it hasnt gotten outta me head yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111279012015994162?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111279012015994162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111279012015994162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/yo-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111271996712593405</id><published>2005-04-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T00:54:36.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was quite tiring. at least no chinese or math. lit overshot as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i came home today and i heard a rustling a sound coming from the guest room. At first i thought it was bloody geena trying to talk to her friend on the handphone inside the room and i was prepared to spring a surprise attack on her and scare the living hell out of her. so i peered in. WTF.WTF.WTF there was a bloody large squirrel in my room -_-. the window was closed and it was trying to get out, repeatedly banging itself. of course i was cautious and stealthy. for i have heard much about rabies and strong squirrel teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the squirrel has a very strong jaw structure, combined with a set of twenty two teeth. It can crack open even the hardest nut shell. The squirrels incisors or front teeth are extremely sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have been ripped to shreds! my slow reflexes coupled with its energy levels being 100 times of mine raised the risks levels immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course finally i opened the window and it took a 2 storey jump down and ran off unscathed. what a morbid incident. i was perturbed to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats this with me and angst. its so hard not to angsty, and i try not to be angsty. perhaps im apathetic to angsty people, because i havent experienced what they have experienced. people dont really call me f**ker in true spite or hate or criticise every facet of my life outright. im thankful for that. Perhaps its an unfair stereotype, but i equate excessive angst with immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENT TYPES OF ANGST (that come to my mind immediately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) whole world hates me. everyones against me. whining pwnz.&lt;br /&gt;2) I hate myself. im ugly and dumb. nobody likes meeeeeee. and nobady  listens :(&lt;br /&gt;3) Is life really worth living? Whats my motherf**king purpose on this god-forsaken planet. -_-&lt;br /&gt;4) hi im 15. my gurlfren dumped mee and im devastated. end of teh world.&lt;br /&gt;5) i wanna die. how shd i die.&lt;br /&gt;6) writing essays about suicide, drugs and self-mutilation.&lt;br /&gt;7) God..........are you there? why then did i fail me test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONGS ABOUT ANGST. DIFFERENT LEVELS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple plan-------&gt;good charlotte--------&gt;blink 182-------&gt;linkin park--------&gt; 9 inch nails------&gt; nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep ppl. those who invest their time in simple plan shd seriously consider nirvana. after listening to kurt cobain you suddenly realise that your life really rox compared to his -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. why be so emotional about stuff. doesnt pay... does it. you just get manipulated about in the end. I agree with chun. sarge is seriously a damn nice guy. " tries not to retaliate when his friends make snide comments. feels ashamed when he does." its admirable when you can transcend above superficial comments. words cant hurt anyone -_-&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111271996712593405?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111271996712593405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111271996712593405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-was-quite-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111262472802022656</id><published>2005-04-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:25:28.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey. life has been quite boring. today was no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cle we just did stuff for minds. then we had chinese, where no one listened and weiling droned on. then we had math, where lala did perpetually nothing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining, so our initial plan to go to little guilin was bashed, and thus we sat in for another one hour convo with jeenee. it was awfully boring but at least we learnt some stuff on venn diagrams. plus i got kit kat chunky. jee nee is awfully nice, albeit the long windedness in her nature. she is without a doubt the only teacher that tries to understand the students. the other teachers are relatively distant, and their relationships with students barely make an impression, perhaps with the exception of shaun yap (who lacks clout though). The gap in the hierachy is made excessively obvious in ri, and the worst thing is that certain buggers like lala lim assert themselves all over you. they make pretentious and farcical claims on the basis that they are a bloody teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. lala saying in a condescending voice: Even before recess, its up to the teacher to decide whether you change or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala saying in a self-righteous voice: why havent you cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quote that from this morning. it was sarges birthday, and when he walked up and we were joyfully going to sing a song in unison, lala just burst in again with her self-righteous i-know-all voice. now the most outrageous thing is that sarges hair wont fail for at least 2 weeks. its things like this that spoil that whole mood, and it ruins the whole flow of timely happiness permeating through the class. bloody bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i deplore her snide malicious remarks, every joke of hers comes at the expense of someone, and at times they might not even be funny. but some still laugh, like daniao, like yanheng. i lose a lot of respect for them like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i want to join the hc humanities program. the teachers there are exceptional. exceptional, and i tell you not a single teacher in ri has established the same rapport as that of hc humans tutors and students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_!_  to priscilla. i, teh angsty one, express my hatred and enmity for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111262472802022656?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111262472802022656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111262472802022656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111241790553522156</id><published>2005-04-02T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:12:20.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hey all. lala dint come thurs and fri. so it was seventh heaven indeed. you know, including the weekend, it'll be 4 straight days without math. and that clears you of all your bad and angsty sentiments. wheee! makes mee feel really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, but you know i have noticed a disturbing trend. after these climatic highs of life, i somehow feel even more down than usual. in fact i feel really shitty when these highs are over. e.g. at the class party, it great. but when i got home, lying in bed, i just felt this horredous feeling of irate shittiness. -.-, its just weird. and i think on monday when i see lala again im gonna scream -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i mindlessly made the decision to go for the world expo in japan. i dont like jap food, or the culture, but i guessed it couldnt hurt to try it out, plus its only once in 5 yrs. plus close friends like kw, dick, and possibly posef or quan are going. so it shd be alrite. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. well on friday we watched some shit movie for afterschool chinese. i left after like an hour because i couldnt understand and the story was getting excessively laggy, and from the moving pictures i was making inferences about cheesy relationships. apparently its not even a love triangle, its a love square. one man and three women. teh ultimate. anyway weiling loves these teary thrillers so wont disrupt her enthusiastic explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for mentoring, yeah it wasnt so bad. taught them fractions. apparently ive been like put in charge for friday mentoring, so yeah. btw saw the new paper, about ri soccer. and i think the 20 ppl paying 100 bucks for weekly training with a coach is quite sad and to an extent pathetic because probably half of them joined in just due to peer pressure, plus the fat sod i minionated at last years busking is in that grp, so doesnt say much -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilight---bob koh is SO NOT PHOTOGENIC. hes so pale and round. i dont know i think of chinese ghosts when i think of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these few days ive been blogsurfing like hell. its like hangover medicine for ET. i have never let go of it, and i cant, which is quite f--ked up. anyway i saw wangtings (some prefect) blog. and apparently hes gonna get published. woo thats like xiaxue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone would be jealous (including me). BUT, i have reasons to believe its a hoax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) it was aprils fools day&lt;br /&gt;2) ode to loneliness and fingers are far from his better works. honestly i thought ode to loneliness was a little angsty.&lt;br /&gt;3) ok my sister is a cynical but good critic. after she read those 2 articles,&lt;br /&gt;she hollered to me from the other com, "HE FUCKING SUCKS AT WRITING" (thats right guys, thats how i get so cynical, i take after my sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not that harsh. i obviously i wouldnt want anyones bubble to be burst. but it does sound awfully dubious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go visit it. alienatedtonight.blogspot.com  tell me what you think.&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111241790553522156?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111241790553522156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111241790553522156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111226412881899211</id><published>2005-03-31T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T18:15:28.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well got geog test and math test back. plus this week i took 2 tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well geog was ok. 16/25. above average. the test was hard so like alot of people didnt do well. tops was only 19 -_- which is pathetic. hope they moderate because its dumb to get 64% and be above average, and its even dumber to get 76% and be tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math was a pleasant surprise. 21/30.  i initially thought i was going to fail. but thank god i actually did reasonably. made some really dumb careless mistakes though. its not right to get angry at that, but i shd have done better -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway bio test was hell. trip science was just plain hell for me. even the measurement of the f-ked up spinal cord i also can x and not divide. i was quite pissed with myself. bah sometimes just do some really bloody stupid things, and this one could decide if i pass or fail. chem was ok, should be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i pass trip science tests, im actually on the safe side. but just barely passing still puts pressure on my humanities and math. and lit and ss this year has not been easy to score in, so that complicates things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milan derby in 4 days. faith peck faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111226412881899211?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111226412881899211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111226412881899211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey_31.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111226412750731906</id><published>2005-03-31T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T18:15:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well got geog test and math test back. plus this week i took 2 tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well geog was ok. 16/25. above average. the test was hard so like alot of people didnt do well. tops was only 19 -_- which is pathetic. hope they moderate because its dumb to get 64% and be above average, and its even dumber to get 76% and be tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math was a pleasant surprise. 21/30.  i initially thought i was going to fail. but thank god i actually did reasonably. made some really dumb careless mistakes though. its not right to get angry at that, but i shd have done better -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway bio test was hell. trip science was just plain hell for me. even the measurement of the f-ked up spinal cord i also can x and not divide. i was quite pissed with myself. bah sometimes just do some really bloody stupid things, and this one could decide if i pass or fail. chem was ok, should be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i pass trip science tests, im actually on the safe side. but just barely passing still puts pressure on my humanities and math. and lit and ss this year has not been easy to score in, so that complicates things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milan derby in 4 days. faith peck faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111226412750731906?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111226412750731906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111226412750731906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111201106011990047</id><published>2005-03-28T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:57:40.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heya! finished physics at 230 last nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1030-230. 4 hrs. this kind of smoking really needed some thought because in the first place, i didnt understand the concept at all! haiya. of course i did all that was in my power to come up with a leet piece of work, including doing the official sort of biblio! of course the finished product looked awesome like all pecky pieces of work. BUT i am positive that when lbh sees my name he'll know its smoked. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was uber monday blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hms assembly was alright. bob koh told quite a interesting long winded story. i didnt sleep in hms assembly for the first time ever in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course we caught i gimpse of lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SHITS! HOLY MOLY OOGA WAGGA! HER HAIR LOOKS LIKE SOME SERIOUS CRAP. OMG, OMG. OMG. NOW HER HEAD LOOKS LIKE AN AUTHENTIC CHAR SIEW PAO. THE REAL BIG WIDE ROUND ONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously her new short hairstyle accentuated her fatness by a hell fricken lot. UNMISTAKABLE RESEMBLANCE TO A FAT OL SOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shellshocked and bambozzled. i only managed to catch a glimpse of her once, but that fleeting moment resonated in my mind and i was flabbergusted and disgusted and shocked. no woman shd EVER degrade herself in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo. what an assembly. well lala was screwing some of the dudes in class for sleeping during assembly. shouting on the first day somemore. poor sian and yao suay again.  chun  also suay, designate their punishment. always scolding ppl about stuff. lala gives a shitload about teachers welfare but she always balances the extremes out by treating students like rabbit poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that we had bio, which was immensely slack. david court was like begging ppl to hand hw up by recess and left us alone for like the whole period. so i finished off the lab ex and got the neutron diagram thing from shaggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess was math. lala came in wearing a bright red jacket to complement her new hairstyle, and boy o boy did she look hideous. its like  "im trying to look mature and authorative for my age but actually im an abhorrent dumb beetch" look. ^^.  lesson proceeded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was free period. but weiling lau shi popped it to show the chinese visitors our class f0r like 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"zhe ban de xue sheng zui hao"    :D :)  so she beams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a far cry from the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WO YAO NI XIA!"&lt;br /&gt;"zhan dao hou mian qu!"&lt;br /&gt;"ru guo yao shui jiao jiu zhan qi lai!"&lt;br /&gt;"wo zheng tian bu chi bu he, zheng tian dou zai gai ni men de zuo ye. dao xian zai wo yi di shui dou mei you he"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE was fine. jee nee was like uber impressed with our stuff. our project is pwning la, no matter how boring it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog lecture was alrite. clear propaganda. everyone fell asleep somewhere in between. &lt;br /&gt;anyway. my math tuition is actually not today but tomorow. i just checked with my tuition teacher.  BAH. bio test, chem test doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111201106011990047?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111201106011990047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111201106011990047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/heya-finished-physics-at-230-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111159146517564245</id><published>2005-03-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:24:25.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really feel sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like theres really nothing significant to blog these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, finally me and lubenn finished the poll. 200. i did 115, he did 85. took us 4 hours. unreal man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi-lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peck: hi sir can i ask you a simple ques. where do you think is the most beautiful place in s'pore&lt;br /&gt;man: i donno. i just got here. so far all very nice.&lt;br /&gt;peck....&lt;br /&gt;man: all very beautiful&lt;br /&gt;peck: Ok sir. thank you&lt;br /&gt;man: umm, could you tell me how to call from here to calcutta&lt;br /&gt;peck:...... -.-  -_-  _-_  '__' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peck: what time is zhenghong coming.&lt;br /&gt;luben: he said 5&lt;br /&gt;phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;-luben listens-&lt;br /&gt;luben: .......:D he said hes coming at 7.&lt;br /&gt;peck: WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hours later. zh does the last 3 ceremonial polls and joins us for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. we went macs. zhenghong chewed and grinded and managed to keep 50 chips in his mouth. i managed to put 3 nuggets in my mouth. quite sad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ilearning sucks. adrianos injured for the derby. lifes at an all time low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spiral of teenage angst!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111159146517564245?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111159146517564245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111159146517564245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-really-feel-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111131958536416288</id><published>2005-03-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T19:53:05.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on friday was class bbq and we met at gar goeis house. thanks to the twins slave uncle for driving us to the mrt. well. it was quite fruitful and there were some really unexpected surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lala didnt come. which was like ultimate euphoria. actually although i didnt have time to analyse the impact of her not coming, now that i think about it its exhilarating. it really frees up the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus there was no lame movie screening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the food was quite good. one of the better bbqs ive been to.  kudos to kleong and gargoei. i especially laud kleong because he just cooked all night without stopping. i have newfound respect for him. gargoei really put in a lot of effort to accomodate us too and he deserve commendation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate quite a bit. tons of chicken wings and satay. excellent i say, cept that chicken wings were kinda rubbery -.- , me and chun only noticed it later on :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well gee nee came. she also bought some low quality ice-cream for the class. its the thought that counts i guess. hah. i only consider good commercial ice-cream to be haagen daz, ben &amp;amp; jerrys and movenpick ^^. anything else is crap. gee nee was quite nice, didnt really disturb our activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. hilight of the day was playing of winning eleven. woo my inter milan pwnzored all the rest. of course when i was wearing inter shirt i epitomised the spirit of inter and WE DESTROYED EVERYONE. but after eating i changed into something less inspiring and inter lost to scotland on penalties. however i must emphasise inters brilliance. with noobs like posef and yanheng playing as inter against zhongs scotland, adriano and martins wrecked utter havoc everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on the train back, the twins pointed out bluntly that i look like the arrogant starhub digital cable boy holding the control. -_-. very sadly i admit i look somewhat like that bastard. that totally deflates my ego -_-. twins are real life-wreckers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111131958536416288?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111131958536416288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111131958536416288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-all_20.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111102937626773701</id><published>2005-03-17T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T11:16:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually quitting et hasnt been so bad. the hangover has been far easier to handle than perhaps the first or second time i quit. just that now i have so much free time to kill, plus i dont understand how to do tons or hw, or im non-motivated to find out. so ive been doing re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now im watching anime. finally got down to watching the trigun that chun lent me. its a really funny anime and im hooked onto it man. its like a spastic version of alucard ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well adriano scored a hat trick against porto. you couldnt comprehend my jubilation at the first and second goals. when he scored the first i was rolling down on the floor next to my dog, kicking my feet into the air like some coolio dance move. and i rolled for like a minute. pete was startled to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second goal. same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the 3rd i jumped up and down and this set off all the dogs. they rushed towards me and jumped onto the sofa. i was damn annoyed coz i had to push them down like 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, tomorrow is class barberque. food gorge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111102937626773701?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111102937626773701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111102937626773701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-guys_17.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111084695442939633</id><published>2005-03-15T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:35:54.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I QUIT ET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ILL TRY AND KEEP IT TOGETHER&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like 5 min after i uninstalled i felt such a huge void in my mind. its painful i tell you. damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111084695442939633?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111084695442939633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111084695442939633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-quit-et.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111064324545149528</id><published>2005-03-12T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:03:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday was track and field + the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test wasnt easy. hopefully i wont fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet t and f moor house got 2nd. its very heartening. i was really guilty that i did not go down to help with the banners (had optional math remedial) because the rest of the com really did a kickass job. although i will reiterate that i dont think much of the durability of 'electrafy', i have to admit that it looked pretty good. downside was that they blunted all the sais which i had sharpened. -_- . i am very sore about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to make it up in cheering. 1/3 way thru and i had lost half my voice. not say lost the whole voice. but my voice seemed to have lost the entire lower tone. i could still cheer but i couldnt talk. so we got 2nd for banners and 1st for cheers. honestly i think the mama cheer sucks. the house cant get it in sync.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however there are seriously some bastards in moor who dont stand, dont cheer, and spray h20 around. if there were no rules on violence, i would have taken like 10 sais and do some leet ninja move and impale their asses in one cool twirling motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all i think the teachers were very disappointing. staff race disqualification? its disgraceful. totally. by doing so they are giving us the cue to shit around too. i was infuriated and really seething with enmity. 50m and they cant even run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the sec 4s though. we pwn the level with 2 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw jasmine chong is the ugliest teacher in ri. :/ male or female or wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good one moor. now to welcome the aesthetics season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hols are hear. i think everyone needed a break. exhausting term. draining. after ilearning im quitting et. its a resolution i have to keep, because i promised myself and i promised god. i dont want to let down either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111064324545149528?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111064324545149528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111064324545149528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111037426107501632</id><published>2005-03-09T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:17:41.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its getting hard to think of stuff to write. school really hasnt been of much interest. im running out of steam. always happens towards the end of the term. probably no one knows, but last years end of years i ran out of steam. i was very focused for the first test of the day. but for the second test i never did think properly and i gave up very easily and i was tired. it happened everyday of the week. so if i sucked for the first sub of the day its really too bad.  its as if the hols were a really bad distraction to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its track and field on friday. i think we could snatch it. i would give ourselves a 35% chance of winning. its really dumb when the house isnt united. the sec 2s are perpetual irritants. they dont do anything or try to do anything. i hope they do put in their best for cheers at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i do stuff for moor. because i want to (somewhat i have some minor semblance of moorian spirit), and because i want to give support to my friends in the com. moreso for the latter reason. but collectively it makes me happy when the house wins. besides i would feel increasingly petty and guilty if i actually didnt cheer or sth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dont know if all the cheating and copying has gotten to me. esp in the chinese test last week. i blatantly copied for the tian chong (didnt think, but when i looked back, i knew most of it). and the accumulation of this over the term has really made me doubt my own ability. can i do stuff on my own? im sure i can, but really...can i? its kind of like self-doubt and insecure paranoia, like im losing my independence or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i do well for geogtest, sstest, bio assign, chem prac. these 4 are very important to me. i also take pride in my english work. i cannot accept myself writing sth for english that doesnt come from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. today we realised we didnt have enough soil for our farm so we are quite screwed. donno why dick wants to grow mint and aloe vera as well. use mint for what? and he also said aloe vera is poisonous. so grow for what! but i wont complain so much coz dick is doing tons of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee nee is nice, lala sucks. no matter how much she changes, she will always be a hypocritical bitch to me because i cannot take her mood swings and facades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111037426107501632?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111037426107501632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111037426107501632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-111020603075348251</id><published>2005-03-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:33:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bah today was half-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala is quite volatile. hmm little things could really piss her off sometimes.  just thinking about it in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had to wait for liben to finish his chinese shit and zh to finish his training. then went kfc and then went to watch hitch. quite a funny  show.  bits  of slapstick. i do not look like albert -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided not to give a shit about our re. yeah  but we did analyse our progress and found out that we are very screwed for re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the past 4 days have been the slackest non-hols in the year. its a good break and i really needed it. it feels good to slack around at home. makes me appreciate the good things better. plus my tennis lessons are coming along nicely. im really regretting not taking tennis up when i was younger because after 4 lessons im pretty good and the coach says i could have been damn good if i had started younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my forehand is really natural, but my backhand sucks ass. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. the more i take tennis, the more i hate badminton, and the more i love whacking the ball and producing a sweet sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway moor house has been getting ready for track and field. com is insane, esp the caps. they are working their ass off. todays house meeting was actualy quite spontaneous and enthusiastic. you know. i hate cheering for house during these practice events. but when it comes to the day itself i am totally inspired and totally on. its something about the pride of the house thats at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-111020603075348251?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111020603075348251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/111020603075348251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/bah-today-was-half-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110977880925432586</id><published>2005-03-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:55:31.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey guys. busy week so cant really blog. quite a few tests and lots of homework. im really behind in bio. im glad court is like a damn nice guy who forgets and accepts freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i feel asleep at 630 pm yesterday which was insane. i didnt know ss was open book so i was panicking like mad in the morn. thank god it was. and instead i was adrenaline packed for the whole day! for like the first time this year, there wasnt a trace of sleepiness in me! ss was alright i guess. kinda like geog. donno how to judge what you wrote. hopefully i wrote the right stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was math performance task. lala is a bloody bitch. in our slimming ad she made me and quanz reveal our tummies. of course quanzs abs are useless, but my exclusively shiny and lucious tummy was inevitably exposed. traumatic. but i did it for the marks. she can go to hell. well lala was talking about how the whole class was missing the point of doing an 'advert' because it supposed to be realistic and tv-like. well the inherent irony is that its fucking math class and no one should give a damn about what the 'professional' should be. lala's inherent lack of common sense and obvious stupidity only serves to degrade my marks and that makes me irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus shes making us do an extra advert to make up for the low marks. and now stupid mayank says its individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for pe today we made the painful shift to rock climbing. its damn boring and mr lee is on the contrary extremely excited. my partner is xiong wei, and that obviously does not bode well for me if i have to support him and pull his safety harness. if he falls on me i daresay i would be flattened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after geog in the afternoon, we went to dig some patches for our greenwave farm. its tough work and i overstrained my already weird-feeling shoulders and arms (from climbing). brute strength is not necessarily healthy. anyway was sweating like crazy so i took a taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian today diabolically manhandled my fragile nipples -_-. both of them. very very hard. in a barbaric way. twice. anyway alwyn the oversized gorilla took the cue and came over and pinched the right one again. alwyn is too strong for his own good and my nipple was in a feeble anemic state later. even now the right one is still sore. it cries in agony as i poke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110977880925432586?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110977880925432586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110977880925432586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110933506086872358</id><published>2005-02-25T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T20:37:40.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well today me and liben sacrificed our precious friday afternoons to do another orchard poll for our re.  it went far smoother, and me and liben did quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was totally marred by one incident. i will never forget this incident, and it still lingers very subtlely in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this woman and her woman friend were walking. then i asked them the usual. well you know im expecting a rejection. well she went a little crazy. she screamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i, umm and erred away because the look on her face was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!&lt;br /&gt;well she was visibly infuriated and incensed by us, and she threw her handbag on the ground while screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well she was obviously quite little bit wrong in her mind, but you have no idea how loud she was. people from 100m away were looking to see the commotion. i was really really freaked out, as was liben. we were relatively distraught, like donno what to do.  its just a mixture of embarrassment and frustration and helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on hindsight, im still quite startled, but quite pleased that me and liben didnt take it too much to heart. but still we were quite freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway weiling is turning into a monster, every lesson tell people to go normal chinese, every day curse people, every day read out people's marks, every now and then call parents and command lau mei choo teh boring minion bio teacher. quite discouraging and all. at the moment kangwei and beta are planning on dropping coz of her. i mean kw is understandable, but beta? bullshit man. betas standard isnt that bad. always think about the future. its damn troublesome to take normal chinese. im glad dick has different ideas.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110933506086872358?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110933506086872358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110933506086872358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-today-me-and-liben-sacrificed-our.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110899298511914094</id><published>2005-02-21T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T21:36:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well our re so far is pwnzor. jee nee is damn impressed with our work and we are rumbling on like a leet steamroller. but its hard. its like now we need to do lit review and define 'beautiful' for like the 20th time. its kinda irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we did a poll in orchard on sunday. we were definitely expecting more optimistic results. in 2 and a half nb hours we got ONE HUNDRED RESPONSES. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting happenings at orchard while we did the poll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some 5 year old boy was busking by playing the drums. now we are 10 m away from him. if that puny little ninny can attract one hundred people in 3 min. why issit those pockernadens arrogantly evade us in 2 and a half hours! even then some of them showed incredible tactics and flanking skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-saw my maid in her off day at orchard. utterly degrading when she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting answers to our questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary question: hi mam/sir, can i ask you a simple ques. what do you think is the most beautiful place in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondary question: and why would you say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peck: hi mam&lt;br /&gt;woman: NO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peck: hi mam, can i ask you a simple ques. what do you think is the most beautiful place in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trio of bimbos:  1) my house!&lt;br /&gt;                            2) my house!&lt;br /&gt;                            3) earth!&lt;br /&gt;of which they all giggled uncontrollably in piercing high pitches.  AHHAhahhHAHAHhahHHAHAHah! before walking off with an ostentatious air around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even a beetch! mongrels! bimbotic answers only showcase their immaturity and blankness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you know seriously speaking. bimbo fever has infested majority of singaporean girls. most of them deliberate for 30 seconds, before telling me with a spastic smile or in solemn stupidity "i really dont know" -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course im not saying that singaporean boys are any better. the sad sods are also giving me bimbotic answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peck:  hi sir, can i ask you a simple ques. what do you think is the most beautiful place in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy in a group: TPMC church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peck: okay....and why would you say that? (expectantly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: because god is in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggle giggle grin grin smile smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so funny. illogical again. liddle pocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hi mam/sir, can i ask you a simple ques. what do you think is the most beautiful place in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical reply: sorry ah, i got appointment to go to.  (its lunchtime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hi mam/sir, can i ask you a simple ques. what do you think is the most beautiful place in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical reply: sorry ah, now is my lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was CEC council day. boring again. tomorow is geog test.&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110899298511914094?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110899298511914094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110899298511914094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-all-well-our-re-so-far-is-pwnzor.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110882285718886987</id><published>2005-02-19T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T22:20:57.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey guys. havent blogged in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway  track and field heats started. i, as the patriotic moorian took part in teh discus! well i didnt qualify -_-. bah. the qualifying distance was reasonably far and basically i cant throw the discus.  oh well. my one point for the house. couldnt do javelin coz i was packing oranges and had alit. i doubt i can do shot put either on tues because ive a-lit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you know, i have bloged about the sec ones. they were uber-enthusiastic on house day. and i thought they were simpletons who loved and revelled in moor house. BUT NO! WE WERE FOOOLED! those cunning bastards dont take part in track and field at all. and those sad sods who actually do (kudos to them, commendable but in vain) are teh fatsos who get last! its tragic. and like you see the sec 4 comm spamming their asses off in events la. and i cant help thinking those sec 1s were just like us in sec 1s. unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway saw the HCJC dramafeste. awesome stuff dudes. esp the last play. brilliant script and everything. according to my sis it swept every award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yesterday was chinese lunar new yr dinner. quite memorable. but i was really tired after that. like in the evening me and payson had to go and fetch the old folk from SAGE home and apparently we got there at 5.15. but never did we know that some half-witted deficient organiser had asked the bus to come at 5.45. to make things worst, those poor old sods had been told to get ready by 5 so there they were in anticipation with their colourful purple outfits in unison, makeup and all. to cap things off, it was raining like hell. such things make for a melancholy atmostphere for payson and me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we wished em ALL xin nian kuai le and then they just went back to their convos. me and payson talked cock for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the dinner was quite good. i didnt eat anything, neither did nivek. those old folks really got their digestive system overloaded. sharks fin! wow. even though it looked reasonably thin thats expensive stuff man. nivek could only speak cantonese which none of the old folk understood -_-. one spoke english. that dude cant stop talking. about his jobs (more than 20, including nurse, teacher, tutor, secretary etc.) , while the rest of em just stone and eat more. its really hard to communicate when i dont understand them and they dont understand and dont give a shit about me. and 2 poor ladies in wheelchairs just daoed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the perfomances were alrite. benson was a blast as cai shen ye. but after that geenee made us clear up and prepare for cec investiture. wtf she wanted us to tape the bottom of the legs of the chairs on level 2. it supposedly made it quieter. bullshit man they make the same sound. by that time i was having gastric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me dad brought me to bk, and i bought some good food home. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my math and physics is pwned. i totally suck. im fucked for math test. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110882285718886987?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110882285718886987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110882285718886987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110839682797819788</id><published>2005-02-14T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:00:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, chinese new year was a real blast. i felt really relaxed and quite happy. but you know when everything just suddenly comes to an end and everyone leaves, im kinda left with a really weird kind of void. its like im still expectant of a semblance of chinese new year week but i have to keep reminding myself that its not. bah. now that you think back on the whole week, it seems like just an ephemeral moment of joy. its so fleeting and short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was quite a sharp drop down to earth the day my relatives left (sunday). started piahing like crazy. slept at 4 doing physics report (actually quanz ended up doing most of it ^^). today was quite alrite. had double chinese at first. thank god she didnt go thru anything because me and yao slept for at least half the lesson. math was lame. i dont understand anything at all. lala was screwing ppl supposedly doing duty, poor posef was one of them so he died again and has to do duty for rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re was alrite. gee nee let us go to stb library in orchard. got some info ate macs then went home. ah yar.  just finished my ying yong wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar. wormynated is flaming me in seal forum. he says i cheated  in et, and then he has pb log to prove it. he labelled me ex-cheater, implying that i used to cheat. but even as i think back i cannot think of even one instance where i cheated. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. but the real question is wtf is wormynated doing in seal private forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110839682797819788?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110839682797819788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110839682797819788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-all_14.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110808092516534324</id><published>2005-02-11T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T08:15:25.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah hi guys. happy chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im not happy because im celebrating a whole damn new year, but instead im happy because i get monies and food! hmm, chinese new year doesnt really mean anything does it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my relatives from malaysia are here, and suddenly the floodgates to my parents wallets have mysteriously opened. woooooooohoooooooooo!  suddenly we eat gosu food at like 4 seasons hotel, sheraton hotel, crystal jade, and my auntys shen cooking! then suddenly my dad buys 10 conettos OMG! GOOOOOOOOOOSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS CHINESE NEW YEAR GOOOOODIDIIIIIEESSSSS! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well the food has been awesome. i daresay we will be going to swensons soon, pluS JUMBOO SEAFOOD TONIGHT. AWESAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMEEEEE! OMGOMG JAMBO!!!!! JUMBO!!!!!! AWESOEMEEE! I LOVVVVEEE JAMBOEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar the reunion dinner was quite delicious too. home steamboat. got the whole family there. awesomeeee! abalone, shabushabu beef (for frying and steaming) , straw mushrooms, quails eggs, some famous fishballs, prawns, eggs, scallops. AWESOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMEEE!&lt;br /&gt;and its nice to have the whole family there. my cousin was sending photos back to usa where her husband was working, and she brought her newborn baby thats damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. we have been gambling as a family every night. like my uncle is dealer and we play blackjack.  yeah the past 2 days hes been sapping us dry of all our damn money. pool is a little more interesting. you get a pool of 10 bucks, then winner take all style. with 3 cards, you must aim to get an 8, 9 or 10. 10 is the best lar. so e.g. 28 (means you score 8), 19 (you score 9), 30 (you socre 10!). yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, my pesky cousins havent been so irritating. my younger one is hooked onto et. which is great. wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110808092516534324?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110808092516534324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110808092516534324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/yeah-hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110752998233560227</id><published>2005-02-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:13:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hotel rwanda was pretty awesome.  the atmosphere of horror is quite palpable. plus i added don cheadle to my best male performances list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best performances list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don cheadle--hotel rwanda&lt;br /&gt;mel gibson---the patriot&lt;br /&gt;liam neeson---schindlers list&lt;br /&gt;marlon brando---the godfather&lt;br /&gt;sean austin---lotr trilogy&lt;br /&gt;tom hanks---forest gump&lt;br /&gt;tom hanks---philidelphia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yar shd have tons more, too lazy to think of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mrs lim gee nee very very sportingly treated the class to drinks and popcorn. it was a very pleasant surprise actually. i know shes a nice teacher, but i didnt think she was THAT nice! awesome geenee. obviously when kindness is shown to me i appreciate it. gee nee has skyrocketed above teh rest on my 'nice teachers' list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in stark contrast, our beloved g8 leader carried out a public chastisting today. poor innocent unknowing posef and yao were just talking when our g8 leader marched over with gusto, astro trembling, teh air stood still, anticipating the g8 cyclone of bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STANDING BACK AND TALKING DOES NOT HELP. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO SHAAAT AAAAP&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh. scary. oooh. ahhh. oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis was lame today. i realise sth. all pe teachers are simply jacks of all trade.  they know a bit of everything. a bit doesnt go a long way. one example is tennis. our teacher mr lee is teaching everything wrong. he says racquet face flat and then when he demonstrates it its completely open.  anyway today i banged my bloody head on the metal door (bet tennis court and basketball court).  was picking up the ball and unknowingly clanged my bloody freaking head on the handle thingy. wtf damn damn damn damn painful. i dont remember the last time i got a freaking balooku. its huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for the moor houseday thing. sec 1s are uber enthu. wow. really overpowering. screaming, doing the mama sign, cheering. wow dont remember our batch being like that. i guess thats the diff between having a house as the reigning champs and the reigning last. after that watched some ri vs pioneer sec rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if your lucks gone away just like mine&lt;br /&gt;                       you feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;                       sing along maybe once&lt;br /&gt;                       maybe twice lets try it together&lt;br /&gt;                       sum sweet day no one knows you'll return and you'll be happy&lt;br /&gt;                       shouting sweet in a song&lt;br /&gt;                       listen to your heart it is singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my heart goes shalalala shalala in the morning&lt;br /&gt;                       shalalala shalala in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;                       shalalala shalala in the evening&lt;br /&gt;                       shalalala shalala just for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wow...just for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothanks biyatch! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110752998233560227?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110752998233560227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110752998233560227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/hotel-rwanda-was-pretty-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110743444268614574</id><published>2005-02-03T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:40:42.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all. no cycling today. reeling from the aftershock of the squats we did on wed during pe. cant even walk properly now, much less go up and down stairs. its really weird how your after-pe-body  falls into the  abyss of doom when you sleep.  -_-  was alright at 1am.  woke up and died. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway  read posefs blog.  something about not being vulgar and call being screwed by lala as being 'lalaed'. sad to say i like to stick with the conventional cursing.  like simply labelling her as a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, today she screwd me for not cutting my hair. well honestly speaking, i was busy on mon, tues and wed. bah. _|_ . and concurrently she scolded posef as well. then in the start to the math lesson she suddenly told lawrence and jiahui to go around and check for all the ppl with low socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally uncalled for. i mean dont bitch around with this kind of stuff. its what totally makes her detestable. not only that, its in these moments that you see just how unreasonable she is. she just asserts her skewed views and asks rhetorical questions which she then answers. i mean... just get on with the damn lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i dont even know wtf it had to do with anything. baby or not, the woman is a monster! MONSTER!!!! even wally was not happy! bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on teh brighter side of life, i finally know what north koreans feel like under teh kim jong dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when lala comes in, the downfall of pecky starts. didnt know how to do quiz.....got 13/20 for portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its these daily experiences that make me appreciate the nice teachers more. like tang swee noi, shaun yap, cai. but actually its also these experiences that let me see how low people can get, how manipulative and abusive of their power they can get. it also lets me see the ultimatum that we have, whether we want to wreck her and make her lose her job by complaining or accept  her  condescending comments.  i dont know if i was  wrong in condemning the article alwyns mum wrote last year. it troubles me to know that when it really comes down to the real thing, i cant bear to see people getting ruined by such means. i guess its weakness. its my weakness. and i am ambivalent about taking apart the person that makes your life hellish.  i dont believe in an  eye for an eye. neither do i enjoy this really repulsive experience. but i also think that its not plausible that a balance can be struck anywhere. oh well, this kind of vile stagnation can only lead to my own suffering, and that of my poor classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOTEL RAWANDA TOMOROW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110743444268614574?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110743444268614574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110743444268614574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-all_03.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110735820616873127</id><published>2005-02-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:30:06.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling is really quite liberating. at least for that bloody fleeting moment. even on a flat pavement. it makes heavy people like me feel light. awesome i say. not often i feel that way. yep that was yesterday night where i just went down the road with my sis to a flat stretch where i cycled the furthest in my short illustrious career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well before that we went out to dinner to celebrate my mums b-day. yeah we went to eat jap food at some place in river valley. nice, quiet.  and the food was pretty good. good dining shd go with quiet atmosphere i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.  i actually feel  quite guilty. its like my mums b-day doesnt come close to the spoilt status that i had on my b-day. i mean b-days are special. and im feeling quite bad that i didnt make it that special. pangs of self-induced irritation. bah. hell she didnt even want a cake -_- to save money. but we insisted so we ate ice-cream cake from swensons ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well on to today. well i did ss until like 3 am so there were mixed feelings when i learnt that tang swee noi didnt come.  well firstly i was annoyed because my arduous efforts were kinda like unnecessary and i ended up sleeping for alot of the lessons, yet i was pleased that i had finished it because usually i would have stretched the deadline. oh well left for muthu to bullshit and edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well surprise surprise, lala was busy so cai came for lesson again.  honestly, it was a welcome relief. immense relief. its weird to say that because lala has held just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;  lesson this year. but really, to get away from the self-righteous ego, the caustic remarks and the impending doom that permeates the damn classroom. its great. a bitch-free day always makes me happy. always. appreciate cais teaching effort. she also treated us to chocolate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may sound spastic, but i have never learnt anything from a math classroom lesson before.  its just not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my english is bloody fucked, just to let everyone know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diagnostic test 1 ----35/50&lt;br /&gt;philo essay----18/30&lt;br /&gt;diagnostic test 2 ----23/30&lt;br /&gt;essay on gandhi-----im gonna fail because to put it plainly i chose the essay that was entirely the opposite of what the question was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110735820616873127?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110735820616873127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110735820616873127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110717964437174612</id><published>2005-01-31T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:54:04.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dick helped me make a new blog layout. i just left all the decisions to him, and shockingly enough, it has turned out quite nice! good work dick! yayayyayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welll lala came back to today. apparently she rudely didnt tell cai and bumped her off and told her to go to the teacher's lounge. bloody bitch. bah. i am so glad im not her bloody math rep anymore. anyway she was already being a bitch, bitching about my tie (didnt have top button)  and hair, the classroom cleaniness (made us clean up the class within 5 counts? -_-....i didnt do a single thing).  ah yar,  she exudes a pompously petulance like shes gonna snap at anyone. thank god she didnt teach much of the lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prefects investiture was quite alrite. too hot at the back. fell asleep, and woke up feeling shitty.  just caught the performance at the end, which was quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah wadveer. just finished chinese tuition so quite tired. making good progress on the bike. about 10 m now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110717964437174612?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110717964437174612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110717964437174612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-all_31.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110683335561833951</id><published>2005-01-27T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:42:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;hey ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep im not in too good of a mood. i was watching federer vs safin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th set 7-7, my sis forced me to go upstairs. i was fuming. really, really. so pissed off. was even more irritated when 10 min later i found out the match had ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. not happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, boring day. was very lethargic and melancholy and angsty. anyway got 5/5 for math quiz! wheee! i was really happy even though its such a shittily small quiz.  ss was pretty interesting. tang swee noi is a nice teacher. but i sense a darker side to her when shes angry. -_-. one of my gut feelings. chem was alrite. math was boring. alit was damn boring but aruna treated us to bubble tea. philo was retarded (ironic).  chinese was just lame as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making progress in leaps and bounds with teh bicycle. today managed to cycle for about 2 m! hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110683335561833951?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110683335561833951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110683335561833951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-ya-yep-im-not-in-too-good-of-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110665711487698069</id><published>2005-01-25T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:45:14.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;yeah today was an ok day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had english which was insanely boring. damn joo gee nee.&lt;br /&gt;-collected my ic, which is immensely ugly, and totally belittles my good looks.&lt;br /&gt;-weiling wasnt here, which was a real breathe of fresh air&lt;br /&gt;-geog was uber boring. yak is damn interested in classification&lt;br /&gt;-physics was boring as well.&lt;br /&gt;-got caught by neo. showed here how noob i was as chem. so every wk wed i need to stay back for chem tuition.&lt;br /&gt;-had a lit, which was a lecture by kuang. so boring. cept for the movie clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the main hilight of the day is that my bicycle came today. and thus i started to learn how to ride a bike. yes guys. i dont know how to ride a bicycle. and i cant balance properly. yes my psychomotor is currently in the dumps as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear not! improvement is a guarantee. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110665711487698069?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110665711487698069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110665711487698069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-today-was-ok-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110657452785579827</id><published>2005-01-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T21:48:47.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;you know today was a moody, melancholy day. i dont know. i felt terribly lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well first thing in the morn was moor house meeting one. it was all the routine stuff but jerik and shaun liu didnt really leave a lasting impression on me or the house. kY was more enthusiastic and he really impressed me.  well actually the cheer when you hear it now is quite lame. -_-. the first part is nice if you sing it, but the second part sounds terribly out of sync and cheesy. i hate to say this, but something is lacking in the confidence of the house caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sorry i was in such a bad mood today. sorry posef -_-. its one of those blue days when everything goes so slowly, but when you try to piah, time speeds up by quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thanks dick for the mice. but why were you reading sweet valley books -_________-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway our re is really more complicated than any of use would have imagined. lim gee nee wants everything good and proper and shes putting a lot of pressure on us. bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem afternoon with neo tomorow. unless i elude her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110657452785579827?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110657452785579827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110657452785579827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-know-today-was-moody-melancholy.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110648540739575133</id><published>2005-01-23T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T21:03:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;oh well on friday i bought the new com. real thanks to dick and wang and kangwei. couldnt have done anything without you guys.  twins just stoned and read and ate and played.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fantastic. my et is running at insane fps (min 60 at all times, when not moving can hit 250). doom 3 looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill get the specs soon. im not too sure at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i didnt go for the 8 hr charity thing. im not happy with myself but i had so much shit to do. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really have anything to say.  yeah. byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110648540739575133?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110648540739575133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110648540739575133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-well-on-friday-i-bought-new-com.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110605906754899028</id><published>2005-01-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:37:47.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah had re on monday afternoon. the topic is quite interesting i guess, but gee nee is kicking up a hell lot of shit along with it. i mean shes so long winded, and every point she makes has to have 2 or 3 interesting examples. i mean imagine sitting in her office stoning for an hour while she drones. well me zhenghong and liben did it. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hellish. and cold. and we cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;and when we are out we explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the chimp philo dude didnt come in today, so i was quite pleased. some indian dude called mr iqbal taught us. quite boring actually. but at least the dude doesnt lower my intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english today was immensely totally mundane and boring. doing biographys again. need to do kwl for some bios of gandhi for geenee. man its a killer man. anyway geenee wants my english file from last year along with dicks and one of the twin's files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. because i dont even have a damn file. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my first irritating-people list of 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yip meng fai the chimpanzee&lt;br /&gt;-lilian tan our year head whose face, voice and attitude are intolerable&lt;br /&gt;-lala. continuation from last yr.&lt;br /&gt;-gee nee&lt;br /&gt;-weiling woman. just hao lian gui ness that irritates me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay new com soon!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110605906754899028?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110605906754899028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110605906754899028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-hey_18.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110589725690512392</id><published>2005-01-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T01:40:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;hey hey guys. its 130 am and soon ill be going to do my math tuition work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has not been particularly good. still got erp, ss, chem remedial hw.  ever since i started going to williams church, i have had resolutions each wk which i hope god will help me with. one of them is et. this weeks resolution is to start doing more work instead of slacking. its just that i find that there is a certain expectation i peg on my my own work, especially my strong subs, e.g eng and ss and lit. its like i dont even want to start if i dont have a good idea. thats why my erp and my ss resolution are like untouched.  chem on the other hand, is that i donno how to do -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah but so far ive kept my resolutions. so i hope i keep this one. hopefully ill be blest with lots of special and good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey... at least i finished my eng philo essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to better things. im getting a new com. just bought the monitor today. on friday then will go with kw to get everything to assemble. its going to be total pwnage. and i really mean total. TOTAL PWNZY! hey if kwt and wang said total pwnage then it shd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah really have to thank kwt. he like wasted his whole afternoon with me and my family walking thru sim lim and like helping me debug my coms with his l33t skills.  one of these days ill treat him to lunch. really do appreciate it. thanks to wang too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just waiting for friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, singapore won the tiger cup. i didnt watch, didnt follow the score. but i guess thats good news anyhow.  one step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, liverpool got pwned by man u. inter drew again, arsenal lost. i thought morientes was shackled well. and i think baros sucks quite a bit. they shd sell him while hes still worth some monies. like buy some dude like julio cruz or some rising star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai ya....actually the melancholy angst is starting to saturate my thoughts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor me. poor me. why cant i concetrate. why cant i study. why cant i play badminton properly....noooooooooooo......i shall drench myself in self pity and lament to everyone in the world.&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&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110589725690512392?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110589725690512392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110589725690512392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110562653270670443</id><published>2005-01-13T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:29:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey hey theres chinese non-counted test tomorow and i havent studied yet. i mean even though its not counted i can feel the tension and urgency in the air as ppl rush to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah..its all because of the os. i can see now why it causes so much stress. weiling is really strict! shes uber strict about work, listening in class etc. and shes not far from telling anyone to drop higher chinese -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today we had our first philo lesson. sad to say, our philo teacher is seriously irritating. mr yip. i mean he tries to be funny and cracks really stupid jokes, waiting for a laugh. he fakes laughs, waiting for more laughs. yeah basicaly he acts stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he was acting as a chimpanzee to illustrate an example. and posef is entirely right. the dude doesnt need to do an impersonation to pass off as one. the head shape, the way he expresses himself, the sticking-out teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god help us all. i mean i stare at him, for like 30 min without a reaction, and my feeling about him doesnt change at all. hes trying to be funny, but he isnt. and that is bloody irritating. he perplexes and vexes me. because even when i try to think of something else, i cant. the more i think of it, the more i feel such ppl shd be wiped off the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, its not often that kuang comes up as a better choice of a teacher, but in the case of philo she thrashes mr yip by miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the mr yip acting stupid is only one part of the problem. some people in class are actually indulging in it. everything---&gt;laugh. prime examples are yan heng and daniao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit. if its not funny, dont laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you or i have a warped sense of humour. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was real busy with chinese hw. yeah and i was realy frustrated with not understanding math and chem. its really hell for me. sorry for saying f--- so much. its in these times that i really feel irate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alit was quite screwed up as well. arunna gave us a diagnostic prose. anyway i didnt understand what was millieu and arunna refused to explain, so there goes question 1! and question 2 i found it almost impossible to understand. what do you mean the narrator's relationship with the characters? his relationship with the viewer? i was totally boggled. i ended up givng almost identical answers for both parts. and for the first time in lit, i actually couldnt bullshit more. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after that met quanz, finished the chinese hw. then watched quanz and woohan and guapoo playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, apart from being with friends, i really like just sitting down quietly in a cool place and watch whats going on around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its great esp when you arent a centre of attention. beats me. being with friends is g8. but i also really like being alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yo. thank god that william is starting our tuition. and i shd also try and look out for a chem tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, see you, i need to go and mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110562653270670443?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110562653270670443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110562653270670443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110544818822542944</id><published>2005-01-11T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T20:58:02.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all. our captain planet thumb movie did premiere and it got 2nd! wow i was quite impressed by the movie. all credit to posef who did an outstanding job. its like he seemed so uneasy and unsure before the premiere, and that was causing me to be uneasy and unsure as well so i wasnt sure. but it was pretty damn good. too bad sabrethumb didnt show up though, he was supposed to be the cutest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good one posef. thats like the second time i have been really really really impresed with your work since your singapore idol straits times thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so far schools been ok. ive been avoiding assignments like crazy. thank god ss is in wk 8 and that gee nee hasnt started asking for erp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of gee nee. she is the most long winded teacher i have ever heard in my life. she can talk and talk like a wise old hermit and send the whole class to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of geenee again, shes my teacher for re -_-. haha. its kinda funny. my grp is like a triple combo of lamers. me, zhenghong and liben ^^. and our topic is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"most beautiful places in singapore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-" haha. its funny. and gee nee expects high quality product hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote gee nee. "you know what i think is the most beautiful thing in singapore. you know hdb flats in the morning, during sunrise, with all the clothes hanging out...aaah!! a slice of life in Singapore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben almost exploded in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we all exploded. anyway we were constantly exploding because it sounded damn lame to say, "uhh, mrs lau, we would like to do the most beautiful places in singapore" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on. zh was busy so me and luben had to tell lau mei choo our topic. she was siting with shaun yap in the circular area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shaun yap sees me and liben and starts to smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lau: yes boys!&lt;br /&gt;me: uhh, we would like to do the most beautiful places in singapore with Mrs Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shaun yaps smile gets wider)&lt;br /&gt;lau: huh? topic again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lb: uhh the most beautiful places in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lau: and your 3rd member?&lt;br /&gt;me: uhh, zhenghong from 3R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaun yap looked like she was gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i donno me and liben were just crazy for that day. we were laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waahaha. i dont think we know what we got ourselves into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on to other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons have been ok so far. bio yesterday was ok. chinese has been insane. we got dan yuan ce yan on fri -_-. eng we just did a diagnostic test. alit we did diagnostic unseen poem. ss was nothing, tang swee noi seems quite nice, but i somehow suspect a short fuse on her that could be set off. math has been roxor, coz cai woman our sub teacher didnt understand the topic either, which pwnzors. geog nothing, cept now we got YAMIES. yakky the teacher is alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. we got 2 exchange students from new zealand as well in our class. evil boon huat encouraged them to get out and after that we didnt see them for the rest of the day. blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know tang swee noi was lecturing the floating bodies today coz she said it would affect our testimonials. but honestly what the hell can we join now. its too late .im in interact, moor house com...thassit. its damn sad. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lousy -_-. coz my testimonial is gonna suckass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey but look on the bright side ^^. the twins and yappie couldnt hold down the cca for even a yr ^^^^^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110544818822542944?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110544818822542944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110544818822542944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-all_11.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110514443638576393</id><published>2005-01-08T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T08:33:56.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well yesterday the thumb movie thing was quite lame. nothing much happened. wangs and kangweis were the coolest, and our fantastic captain planet film didnt premiere. zz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway ting xie was damn anti climax. madam wei ling just says one word and gives 10 hints for it, or if you dont know, tells you how to write it -_-. oh yar. she wrote on the OHP screen by mistake -_-. twice -_-. it was ridiculously funny and lame. shes quite a good teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway for cle lesson we met our new year head, lillian wong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its quite obvious she is either a bitch, or she is very very stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;spent the whole cle lesson discussing about 'corrective' behaviour. about hair, attire, punctuality, respect to yurself, peers and teachers. blah blah. she is a total irritant. and i have a good feeling she can rival lala in irritability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;she was saying sth about punctuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"you ppl cannot take your own sweet time to walk to the astroturf, you ppl are not headmaster"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;she deserves a high-five for that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"i dont mean headmaster comes late for flag-raising" so she sheepishly tries to cover up her error. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;now that was stupid. and ppl were just laughing their ass off by this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually she wants us to be assembled at the astro by 7.20 on monday, IFNOT...... and i think no one cares. but i know someone who does....daniao -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well at 715 on monday i can picture daniao, our routine light switcher-off to stand at the switches and shout. OI! GO FOR ASSSEMBLIIII! b4 switching the lights off and charging out like a rampaging rhino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;daniao is t3h mod3l student! gogo daniao!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110514443638576393?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110514443638576393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110514443638576393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110491379035974730</id><published>2005-01-05T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T16:29:50.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;today in sch we continued our thumb film projects. actually we didnt even film anything, we just came up with the story. to tell the truth, i didnt do much, just came up with some ideas for the film. its actually quite slack. howerver at 1235 we had to go for our compulsary chinese lesson. mdm weiling sounds damn pro, but i cant really catch all that she says. if kw says shes good, she must be freaking good then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, today on the way home i saw the 156 bus paedophile again. its like the 6th or 7th encounter ive had with him, and as always he was staring at me and smiling. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know....it makes you uneasy to know that hes always looking at u and smiling when there are like 15 other students in the bloody bus, and some of them are girls. why the hell is that licentious bastard always staring at me like he lusts for me or something -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it makes me reel in terror to think ive become a fucking paedophile magnet -_-, or to think that the bastard has an obscene creepy interest in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;next time you sit 156 and you see him, and you got guts, help me point the third finger at him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel weak and vulnerable all of a sudden -_-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;zzzz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110491379035974730?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110491379035974730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110491379035974730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110476083308832544</id><published>2005-01-03T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:00:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah today was the first day of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know our fts this year are damn fucked up. its priscilla lim and lim geenee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so far lim gee nee hasnt really irritated me but i really have some deep-seated hatred for priscilla lim. its just hell. well shes still on maternity leave till end of the month. so wadever. im just not that happy lar.....its quite a shitty way to start off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bob koh amuses me. i thot he was some damn smart guy from harvard/stanford  (not sure) but so far he hasnt really given me the impression that he is particularly smart or resourceful. his jokes were quite lame, his quote from confucious was the least bit memorable. but if hes really going to get down on the ground and engage students in casual convo, i think it will be a quite a change. anyway he talks too damn slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;they say i look like bob koh -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i donno if thats good or bad -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway today was boring. just had course selections. apparently my lit advanced module didnt come up. so i had to fill it in again. bloody sharon xu, screw up my options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my eng teacher is gee nee, so thats quite shitty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haiyo...im very...distraught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110476083308832544?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110476083308832544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110476083308832544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-today-was-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110450958921455554</id><published>2004-12-31T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T00:13:09.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all, this is the last post for the year, so it shd be a long and reflective one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway its been a year of ups and downs, ive made some pwnage good friends, kept some from last yr, made my enemies be it students or teachers, results were up and down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;theme for 2004: up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;great guys i have made friends/became g8 friends with this year. the list does not include existing friends -_-. sorry if i miss out anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) rekindled friendship with tsunami twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2)yappie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) posef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4)cq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5) sarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6) zhong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7) shaggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8) zy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9) wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10) dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;11) ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;12) dom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;13)xiong wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;14) mrs neo ZZZZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;15) liben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;16) yamies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;17) alwyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;any other ppl who are supposed to be on this list, sorry if i missed you out, but im in a bloody rush for time. some i didnt include coz im g8 friends with you since last yr e.g. quanz, woohan, zhenghong, xb, kwt, beta, eechong,william, plk etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sucks to the following ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-daniao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-priscilla lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-shermon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-hosheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-arunna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-kuang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-HAMID KHAN AND MINION MUSTAFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im sure there are a hell lot more ppl on this list, but i cant remember zz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it was a yr where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i didnt attend cca even once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i didnt get into interact committee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i did ok in humanities but absolutely sucked ass in trip science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i screwed up my lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i got a decent chinese teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i got into moor house com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i got 2 new dogs.  eddie just came today on the 31st. hes absolutely regal and cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-david court gave me nap time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-philosophy was boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-ss was damn boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-my exams results were the worst id ever seen in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-adriano pwned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-lala lim farked up my life, and the whole of 3L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-hypocrites and muggers like shermond ruled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-kleong ruled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-gar goi got a hell lot of sandfly bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-obs was fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i got the best seating arrangement for semester 2 ever. EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;aims for 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-improve those results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-more community work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-more friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-better lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know, i really love my friends this year. the best year for friendships. absolutely. it was great. we backed each other up, exchanged answers, laughed and failed together, bashed each other, napped in class, hated lala and kleong. i think we all had our occasional triumphs, and it was good. i enjoyed all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;results werent that good. in the end my overall gpa was 3.32. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;math was hell, eng was hell, trip science was hell, but i appreciate mrs neo doing all that she did, all the remedials, afternoon impromptu lessons, even though i failed in eoy, i know it could have been much worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it was pretty good. good friends make life better by a hell lot. whats fucked up doesnt seem so fucked up anymore after your friend shows you some support, or shares your fukerdy situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;cheers to 2004. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110450958921455554?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110450958921455554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110450958921455554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-all-this-is-last-post-for-year-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110437393577139033</id><published>2004-12-30T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:32:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is a dedication to my angsty inner self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have self-esteem problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IM TOO F**king short and i dont look cute anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel better already -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110437393577139033?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110437393577139033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110437393577139033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-dedication-to-my-angsty-inner.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110437113551929973</id><published>2004-12-30T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:45:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday was quite a fun day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well in the morn i went to make my ic. well my photo looks quite crap. i forgot to perk my eyes up! -_-. so my eyes look damn droopy. blah i dont even want to see it. well after that i went to school for the welcoming rjc thing. well i dont think ri was even needed. there seems to be an inherent lack of unity/extrovertedness between both schools. i somehow sensed some stony detachment between the bodies. ri guys just stood around and whistled and made noise to welcome them, rj didnt seem to give a shit either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway nvm. after that the fun all started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me yao sian and muthu went to chuntsens house. and his house pwnz. we played some et then we went to play pool and ping pong. i learnt how to play ping pong! and im getting better and better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THE VICTORY OF THE DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I THRAHSED DATSUN SIAN AT POOL WITH AN AMAZING COMEBACK. AND I HAVENT TOUCHED A DAMN STICK IN TWO YEARS WHILE HES BEEN PLAYIN ALL HIS LIFE. I POTTED AND POTTED AND POTTED AND ENDED UP CLAIMING A FAMOUS VICTORY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHAHA WAHAHAHA WAHAHAHA WAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;played et after that. discussed my ss thing with muthu. ate some nice stuff chun had. it was a great time so THANKS CHUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway then on the way back my dad told me our close friends who live near us invited us to dinner. yeah the father is/was in charge of cancer centre/gen surgery (not sure) but his wife is a really good cook. im real good friends with his son gerald(biko maniac who rides 80 km a day). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had pave lovar (donno spelling, but its some meringue cake) and shepards pie and noodles. then they ate durian. i just went up with gerald and we played a bit of battlefield vietnam. man then it was a hilarious time when he checked out all his girls on friendster and had convos with them. i was laughing damn hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was a good day. really good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110437113551929973?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110437113551929973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110437113551929973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110422313029262667</id><published>2004-12-28T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T16:38:50.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey guys, todays my b-day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but you know, i was thinking about playing et on my b-day. but i promised god i wouldnt and ive been cold turkey since friday. its been just really hard. but i cant even chance it coz the last few times i chose to chance it i lost control again. so i really gotta stop thinking about it. just deleted the installation file from the recycle bin. its really hard to stop the 1 and 1/2 yr addiction. but i know sec 4 is important so im trying hard not to get hooked onto any game even though i have a new com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its tough, but its for the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;even on my bloody b-day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110422313029262667?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110422313029262667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110422313029262667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-guys-todays-my-b-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110415837481717928</id><published>2004-12-27T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:39:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah there has officially been a tick/flea/shitball insect infestation of my dogs. its damn irritating. everyday me and my sis form the tickforce to erradicate the ticks one by one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;we forage thru their fur like seekers of treasure. then we see the puta tick. sometimes 4 or 5 in the same bloody spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then we pick em out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;either we wrap em in tissue and flush em down (ticks are feisty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;or i rub them to shit dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway my dad bought some alcohol tonite, he said you can preserve the ticks -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;some of em are damn big and if you squeeze em hard enuff they pop into black goo! yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday we hit the jackpot. 6 ticks in one spot. really sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thats y we have to delay the bringing in of eddie, coz we dowan him to be affected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway 28th december which is tomorow is my b-day! yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110415837481717928?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110415837481717928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110415837481717928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/yeah-there-has-officially-been.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110398775435708293</id><published>2004-12-25T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T23:15:54.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh yeah forgot to tell everyone that my SATS score was 1430.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and that sucks a lot. dont taunt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;97% (math) and 95% (eng). the 95% was like sai. only losers get that -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my sis got 1480. 98% and 97%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually i didnt study. lol i didnt know if alot of my eng ans were either correct of wrong, which left lots of potential for anything. haha. anyway this yr is new format so wadever. but i thought i shd have done better for math anyway. nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway yesterday went auntys house for dinner with my grandma and my sis. my mum was sick and my dad insisted he was too tired from the malaysia trip to go. well the food was pretty good. and my nephew daniel is soooooo cute. hes so energetic and walks around everywhere. hes 2. ALSO OF COURSE I LOVE HIM BECAUSE HE HAS THE SAME NAME AS MEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEXT TIME MY SONS WILL ALL BE DANIELS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;EGOTISTICAL! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;had a good dinner today. 2 zingers and cheese fries. started doing chinese hw -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmm, actually wally gave me all his chinese hw yesterday. zzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;merrry christmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110398775435708293?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110398775435708293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110398775435708293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-yeah-forgot-to-tell-everyone-that.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110385413476297186</id><published>2004-12-24T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T10:08:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just took out my braces this morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im not cute anymore :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOOOoooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110385413476297186?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110385413476297186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110385413476297186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-just-took-out-my-braces-this-morn.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110379154009092586</id><published>2004-12-23T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T16:45:40.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey hey i just came back from malaysia/thailand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway it was a pretty good trip, bought stuff, ate alot, walked my ass off in thailand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah. i had my char kuay teow, wan tan mee, chee cheong fun, or jian (oyster egg), sharks fin soup, nice sweet and sour pork, nasi lemak, roti prata, ice milo, nice chilli and nice chicken made by my aunty etc. theres too much to be said lar actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway i gave away the ps2 on the first day we arrived there, and i found some ps games which i hadnt tried. one of em is prince of persia, which turned out to be quite fun. anyway, my cousins are still in the spectrum of immaturity of WWE wrestling and stuff so yeah, i just watched them play raw vs smackdown like half the time. nothing much happened b4 the thailand trip, so ill just go straight to there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well thailand for me, ...was pretty hellish actually. nothing i wanted to do there, cept eat. bought some pants, had some nice food, and i bought a humongous cushion for eddie to sleep with when he comes ^^, plus 6 small squeaky balls for him to play with ^^. other then that, it was just tagging along with the enthusiastic women, walking till your feet hurt like crazy. yeah my stone face contorted with pain is a sight to behold -____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;here are some random hi-lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) suan-lum night market. my cousin who works in thailand showed us around, and i bought some fake diesel pants which are quite cool :D, it was okay actually. cool and not as dirty as i had envisioned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) chatuchat weekened market. holy moly this one is crazy. its uber stuffy and crazy. 5000 shops. my dad and i walked for 4 hrs....but we did spend one hour at the pets section. and bought eddies stuff. this market has everything you can ever think of. they have dogs in cages, food of every sort, clothes of all sorts, plants (there were pitcher plants -_-), fish, squirrels zz, earrings. etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) massage. crazy dude -_-. click my bones, donno whether clicking into place or out of place. you feel better in some places and shitty in other parts. 2 hrs. whole body. i thot i felt better actually, but 10 min later i realised......zzzz i felt exactly the same as b4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4) MPK shopping centre. similar to chatuchat cept its in aircon. wtf. you look from 1 end, and you cant see the other. zzz. but the food centre is excellent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5) dust. more than you can imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bah, thats about it. bought thai snacks, though not enuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway when we went back to malaysia i started watching dvds because my auntie and mother came to the consensus to mercifully ban me from anymore shopping. plus i bought tons of dvds from the market, coz my uncle is friends with the guy, we got discount!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lets see......we bought (from memory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;csi season 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hellboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;csi season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;csi season 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wicker park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;fight club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;seven years in tibet (came with fight club in a double brad pitt whammy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the end of the affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the english patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;manchurian candidate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lotr mega extended pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;cold mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;shit i cant remember anymore. ill fill in the rest in my nxt post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i borrowed and bought some vcds from my uncle as well. e.g. oceans 12, matrix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway yesterday me and my sis got hooked onto csi. zz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;we watched 12 episodes yesterday -_-!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway my second oldest auntie is kinda senile. i have ambivalent sentiments about her. i dont know whether to pity her or feel irritated by her. haizz. DAMN...haizz actually shes bloody irritating. -_-argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway i bought 6 kg dumbells for 30 ringgit. zzzz thats cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WAHAHHAHAHA...I WILL BE STRONG LIKE A TIGER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;blah todays trip home was crazy. we could hardly stuff everything in. i slept for 3 and 3/4 hrs which is quite unusual for me. ate some egg rolls and choco bread. then came home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it was a good trip....but all good things come to a nabei end -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110379154009092586?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110379154009092586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110379154009092586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-hey-i-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110289555554802028</id><published>2004-12-13T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T07:52:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just one last post b4 i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTER 2 SIENA 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf is this shatty result. adriano miss penalty, last minute vieri goal. honestly cristiano zanetti is the shittiest player in italy. i watch him play sai. every time touch ball lose possession. ridiculous. WE WANT VERON! VERON VERON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-12-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3-47-0 dream continues. gogo inter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110289555554802028?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110289555554802028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110289555554802028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-one-last-post-b4-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110285790163827702</id><published>2004-12-12T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T21:25:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;woot leaving tomorow morn.  wont be back till 23th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway. bought some honey roasted cashewnuts and mamee snack to tide me thru the 4 hr drive to kl...plus some prawn crackers and hello panda. too bad i put back tons of snacks :( if not i would be much more reassured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haiyo. today at city harvest church, so packed that we had to sit on the steps. got one kind guy damn enthu somemore share bible with me. anyway we learnt how to get rich, taught by this john leguzimi guy. i really need more faith if i want to get rich zz. MUST FIND YOUR JEHOVAH JIREH! claim teh promise! faith faith faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway ho yeow suns success in america is pretty much nothin u know...they making a big fuss outa it. its on the hot danceplay charts for goodness sakes -_- she hasnt even broken into the official singles chart. anyway rock on sun -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i get priscilla lim next year.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill tickles posie till he vapourises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill whack twins till they break into many pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill poke xiong wei and get my ass kicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill taunt quanzy about merseyside derby and draw on his stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill flick chun damn hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill say the f word which i havent said too many times these hols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill pray to god to help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill stare at daniao to lighten my spirits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dont think so much about it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110285790163827702?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110285790163827702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110285790163827702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/woot-leaving-tomorow-morn.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110268446680104973</id><published>2004-12-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T21:14:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I HAVE FINISHED AZUMANGA DAIOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love this anime. ive been watching over the past 2 days to try and finish it. finished episode 23 this afternoon. its been bloody funny, and really cute. i hate to finish it, but all good things come to an end. its been a blast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, to add insult to injury about the christmas giveaway of my ps2, my mum reminded me to pack it up nicely with all my GAMES. ah yo...it hurts me deep man. deep. marvel vs capcom, gta 2, gta vice, sc2, tekken 4....:(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;todae i had my third tennis lesson! had one on wed and one today. trying to get forehand and backhand consistent. im pwnzing my sis in power. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;on the 29th of december, everyone has to go back to be 'organised' to welcome rj students to their new campus. wtf is this set-up. its pretty irritating :/ feel like ponning and saying i am on holidae. bob koh is already in my bad books. i can already picture the photo-finish for the media to snap at. argh. winston hodge the tallie and bob koh. i caught his face somewhere, and he looks a little cold and pale. like a ghost  -_- , like a chinese ghost -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nvm i musnt stereotype ppl yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110268446680104973?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110268446680104973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110268446680104973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-have-finished-azumanga-daioh-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110255554702569610</id><published>2004-12-09T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T09:25:47.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sorry dint blog last time. internet concurrently disconnected so when i pressed publish...i lost teh bloody post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway. ill be going to malaysia/thailand this monday. yeah. also the time when i wiil give away my ps2. sad. i know somewhere along the line its gonna catch up with me, but anyway im not going to think so much about it. Im going to focus on pirated stuff, food. i like food. char kuay teow, corn in a cup, roti prata, ice milo, wan tan mee. wow. its going to be good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway will be getting the puppy on christmas, which is gonna be great. on a sidenote, pete has started licking sandys face. zzzzzzzz...and ears. donno whether its sweet or its a misunderstood affection. nvm, he earns my respect :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;started watching azumanga daio again. at episode 17. the part where chiyo chan changes into penguin outfit is so damn cute. kawaiiiiiiiiiiiiii! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;OH yes. INter 3 ANderlecht 0. martins is hitting form. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just to inform all soccer fans. Inter will be facing any of the following in the draw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bayern munchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Liverpool---which we will thrash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Real Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man u (interesting matchup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porto---which we will thrash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Barca---tough one to call. but odds are against us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PSV eindhoven---HAHAHAH. THRASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bremen---which we will thrash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;allow me to keep you updated about adrianos form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7 in champs league (inclu qualifiers). 13 in league which is more than henry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;woot. beat that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110255554702569610?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110255554702569610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110255554702569610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/hi-hi-sorry-dint-blog-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110223551341022997</id><published>2004-12-05T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T16:31:53.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;right. I took SATS on saturday. it was fine really, i mean at least i dont know where the mistakes are yet. gd gd.  zzz i was the only guy in sandals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the pre-test procedures are more exhausting than the test itself. some spastic woman treated us like kids, like cant touch this cant touch that, do this do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;using new vulgarity to sound less deplorable----&gt; puta is f*cker in spanish. i think nanyang primary guys shd remember.  xb too, cause i sent him the song. zz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyways. during the test, some puta behind, be it girl, boi or bi-puta, farted no less than 3 times. knnb. i almost died. its damn blatant from the smell, but damn stealthy and insidious from the sound -_-. its the classic silent damn gassy fart that makes it impossible to find out the farters identity. believe me, there was only 1 puta in this. all 3 bloody farts smelled the same. shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and one guy in front, when breathing out, liked to go ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for quite long. i really did feel like standing up and calling him something bad. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;went jalan kayu for roti prata for lunch. nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;went marche for dinner! nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then watched epl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then watched inter demolish messina 5-0, and adriano scoring a hat-trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110223551341022997?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110223551341022997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110223551341022997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/right.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110192264729830029</id><published>2004-12-02T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T01:37:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;woot. taufik won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and thus ends the tv highlight of the year. singapore idol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have to say i never had a particular liking for sylvester. i dint like his chinese accent, the way he appealed to deluded females, the way he sang...in fact i really thought his singing sucked. but you know it has a different kind of appeal i guess, which totally eludes me. i salute him for his attitude, his connection with the fans. but thats about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;taufik sang really well. i really liked 'suspicious' and 'me and mrs jones'. his look is earnest and pretty sincere. but he almost screwed up i think. the first part when he came out in the fur coat with sly, i thought he looked damn cocky, and secondly was the part when he said: "I wish both of us could be singapore idols". Totally fake and contrived. you could even see the shifty look in his eyes when he said it. anyway i like taufik. hes real smooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway....gurmit was ok, not as spaz as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;on a side-note, why the hell did they let this whoever guy write 'I dream' for the new single. I mean...yeah so he wrote guy sebastians album, but guy sebastian is a gay fag with a screwed up face -_-, and a feminine metrosexual voice -_-. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont really like 'I dream'. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HI-LIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me and Mrs Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the combined performances were also pretty good. got a hint of lip-synching, but i doubt so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dick lees song was quite entertaining....e.g. maia my baby, and her baby -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ken looked even more laid-back and unimpressed as usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taufik fans with 'MARRY ME TAUFIK' signboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eating haagen daz ice-cream while watching ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOW-LIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;President Nathan looking like a shrivelled potato as usual ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sharon Au's fervent proclaimation of her objective view of the 2 finalists, that both had equal chance, and both deserved to win -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sly couldnt hit the high note of 'Its my Life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sly's rendition of 'I dream' was below expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont understand the song an jing -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maia is bloody short, much shorter than i envisioned her to be -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Judges were way too lenient today. I think Sly should have gotten a few snide comments here and there ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;President Nathan looking like a shrivelled potato as usual zzzzzzzzzz......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha nvm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway i decided to give the ps2 away, or loan it for some period of time first. this decision shd irritate ppl like kw and dick but anyway, its out of love for my aunty! wheeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Interesting AMA quotes from my AMA during Singapore Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As my dad started the car to go out to buy ice-cream, the red lights came on. My ama peered out and said, " wah, the sky turn red ah" -___________________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My ama pronounced sylvester as silver-star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My ama looked at the voting numbers on the screen, and asked, " Those numbers....buy lottery ah....." -___________________________________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110192264729830029?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110192264729830029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110192264729830029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/woot.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110183658825286164</id><published>2004-12-01T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:43:08.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday went to see the puppies. yeah sandys offspring are damn cute. they are walking now, all over the place. fantastic man. and they can just climb into your lap and fall asleep there. and they gnaw your fingers ^^. I love em. the one we chose is damn pudgy and damn fat. its real cute. so cuteeeeee! I love it! his name is eddie. gonna be real handsome, just like sandy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, im taking SATS this saturday. its just for the experience, really. even if i get a decent score this yr, it wont count in my jc2. so yeah. been learning some vocab. still got tons to learn in say....3 days? haha nvm. hopefully i wont get anything below 1400/1600. well 1400 is the USA 'damn smart' score. however, the singapore gep 'damn smart' score is 1500/1600 which is not impossible. but hey, i still got a few more years to brush up my stuff. really picking up vocab, im going for an english onslaught next year! yeah so pray for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;now anyone can tell me what hw we have? coz im in deep shat ^^ thank god its all chinese. and perhaps commonwealth essay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110183658825286164?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110183658825286164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110183658825286164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110149260425746969</id><published>2004-11-27T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T02:10:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all its 155 am and i just finished my math tuition hw. last minute as usual ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;go check out kontraband.com hey its a great site with a hell lot of funny videos. damn funny. lots of bush and blair crap as well. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway. yesterday, being very inspired, i decided to do some exercise ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway. i did 40 pushups ^^ (slow torturous kind) and THREE HUNDRED SKIPS. WTF THATS INCONCEIVABLE FOR A GUY THATS 70++++ kg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah but you know sit-ups were kinda sad. previously i had pulled a muscle doing situps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bloody hell, it happened again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;was going fine. till i reached my 30th sit-up. *tweak.....weird strain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;:E  dont give up....make it to 40....at least..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;at 40.....kabooom. i pulled my tummy muscle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yep im sad -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;couldnt stand straight for most of today. its coming along beautifully though :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know i really like the aunty i have in malaysia. my mums closest sis. yeah shes damn good to my family, and everytime go malaysia she treats us damn well (brings us to nice food places). well you know her 2 kids are relatively addicted to tv/ps/comp. yeah she emailed to ask me if i was still using my ps2, and if i wasnt she wud really like it if i could give it to her younger son (my cousin. dont really like him), and in return she wud give me an mp3 player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok forget about the mp3 player. its a spastic tradeoff, and i have an ipod. its more about like grudgingly obliging out of love -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wouldnt call the request presumptuous, but you know its kinda putting me in a tight spot. yeah i have to admit i dont use the ps2 (whole of this yr), but thats because i dont have any games. yet you know the new coms coming, so i dont know. im seriously considering it, because i know she would really appreciate it and all. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you tell me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110149260425746969?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110149260425746969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110149260425746969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-all-its-155-am-and-i-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110121546450046640</id><published>2004-11-23T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T21:24:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well kw and wang advised me to postpone the assemblege of the new com by half a month. apparently by then the prices would have dropped for the graphics card i think. then it can fit teh budget. so im not complaining. although ill be going for a malaysia-thailand holidae with my family from 10th to 25th december. that would probably mean i can only start buying the com on christmas day. i dont know if thats good or bad. the wait will be worth it, and it'll keep me off the com a little more. yet the opportunities to try out games like hl and doom3 with the new com will be severely cut short. anyway. i know ive been blest with a real insane gift here, so ill take the best offer that comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the et cold turkey has been working real well. just yesterday i was severely resisting the urge to download the game again. thank god the slow transfer speed completely put me off (5 hrs of download is just too much). ive lost count of the period of cold turkey but i know its been a good few days. ive been stifling the urge with lots of web surfing (visiting the same site like 10 times a day -_-) and virtual tennis, which isnt an eighth as bad as et.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was moor house meeting for exco. we did some stuff, came up with the new cheer. its pretty good, cept for the middle, which sounds disjointed from teh rest. but im not leaking any spoilers. nxt yrs gonna be diff without illman. jerik got some damn big shoes to fill. so far the rapport has been ok. however i do still feel some sort of gap between the gep and express in the committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ARE PART OF TEH RED ASSEMBLEGE. AND WE ARE TEH PWNS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! and we went lanning for 2 hrs in the process. my cs has improved from last time. fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. in the past 5 min, my sister woke up from a nap. yeah when she gets demanding and gets into a bad mood, she can be very irritable and annoying, leading to misunderstandings. wont say more, in case i type sth i might regret, religiously and on my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.... la -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110121546450046640?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110121546450046640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110121546450046640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110093008698804876</id><published>2004-11-20T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T13:54:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey, havent blogged for a long time. well seriously there hasnt been much to blog about. takes about a week of accumulation to get anything worth reading out on the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyways. I LEARNT HOW TO COOK YESTERDAY. I ARE TEH PWNWNWNWN. yes i learnt how to cook the first thing in my life yesterday. MAGGI MEE. now i can cook maggi mee whenever i want :D . what a milestone in my life ^^. i have mastered the complicated but skillful process of controlling both mee, water, curry powder thingy and heat concurrently to make the delicious bowl of curry mee. damn im good. another good achievement to add to my resume ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im getting a new com! wheeee! im so excited. my dad is putting in 2k and im putting in 1k. a 3k com is a damn good com ! however obviously my dad is making things hard for me by forcing me to reformat our 1999 datamini, which i donno how to. -_- dang. ask kw and wang to help me assemble ^^. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ahhh, i have momentarily quit et. its going quite well, quickly approaching the 48 hr mark. the cold turkey has been holding up. such is my unparalleled resilence. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;TONITE IM EATING OXTAIL. HOLY MOLY WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTWFWTWFWTWFWTWF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;OXTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;THANK GOD FOR GIVING OXES TAILS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110093008698804876?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110093008698804876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110093008698804876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-havent-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110045506054467341</id><published>2004-11-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T01:57:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi all. just went to watch incredibles. yeah my math tuition teacher treated. me, my sis, tuition teacher and her boyfriend. its a fantastic show i tell you, damn funny. heartwarming towards the end as well. its not a finding nemo, more of a monsters inc i shd say. but i really liked it. its really good and the characters are damn cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;go watch it. u wont regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyways today morn went to city harvest church thingy at indoor stadium. mum and dad were having a quarrel -_- just b4 church. so not really any point in being there rite -_-. praise as usual was over enthu, ppl falling too easily. its quite fake, but i wont deny the power in the preacher or rev. kong. but fell asleep during sermon. couldnt take the bloody chinese translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lunch---fish n chips at tanglin club + apple pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dinner---shitty char kuay teow+roti prata at tanglin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;funny. not often i go to the club for 2 meals in a row. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;inter drew again. 3-3 at cagliari. martins with 2. adriano dint score :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the record now stands at 2-10-0 the 2-48-0 dream is still alive! gogo inter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110045506054467341?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110045506054467341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110045506054467341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/11/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-110013033780893796</id><published>2004-11-11T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T01:58:03.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i just stayed up the entire night to catch the inter-bologna match that wasnt even live coz the milan match didnt finish in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to irritate me even more, inter drew again. 2-2. its the bloody 9th draw in 11th games. i dont think any team has ever had such a bad-good start b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-9-0 wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell screws up leads like inter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mihajlovic's goal was real nice. adrianos goal was pretty fiesty. but why issit at times the inter defence is like the most sai in the serie a. and its in those 2 or 3 moments they have to concede goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bologna is like the most shitty team in the league &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. adrianos scored 9 in 11 now. thats pretty insane. now that hes gotten lazy scoring with his feet, hes scoring with his head. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obafemi martins played like cock. screwed up some good chances. veron injured, sad. replaced by cristiano zanetti, who is really quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway later going to attend my mums friends b-day lunch. jap food. yucks. dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a wet day. its a long story. but lets just say i couldnt have tennis lessons coz it was raining real heavy, no umbrella, went in the wrong direction, got soaked, sat at the bus-stop squeezing out puddles from my shirt while it concurrently almost immediately stopped raining, couldnt find the bus stop, walked half of orchard road to find a bus-stop, took a forlorn ride home. whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the female dog who had sex with sandy has given birth. 7 puppies. 2 male 5 female. went to visit. ooooh, they are so damn cute. their eyes havent opened. they are so cuuuuuuuute and they squirm! damn i lost my heart to them. sooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is today deepavali? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-110013033780893796?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110013033780893796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/110013033780893796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109943784032199628</id><published>2004-11-03T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T07:24:00.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey all, so far the hols have been pretty good eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! yesterday i started taking tennis lessons with my sister! and I PWND HER IN FOREHAND. yeah, actually forehand was the only thing we learnt but i pwned anyway. then we went walking around orchard, and i bought book 3 of sandman chronicles! yeah! we saw the funny put-hand-on-car challenge at taka and then we went plaza singapura. so many celebrities there. saw dj utt and there were hwee jen and leslie kwok and 2 woman celebrities. i dont know their name. the latter 4 were doing a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utt has a tatoo on his leg. and its very ugly. very very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we went gelare for WAFFLES. and WAFFLES are HALF-PRICE on TUESDAYS. and the ppl actuallly came to gelare to interview ppl. and my sis simultaneously dropped her ice-cream on teh table -_- , at least we werent interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waffles at gelare are very good to eat. fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah after tennis actually we had lunch at the club, then we went to swim in the 33m pool. i swam an incredible 35 laps. holy moly. thats pretty freaking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote. my sister dived into the pool with her glasses and hairband on. -____________-&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote. my dog pete has ticks! shat&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote. my sister stepped on a giant tick the other nite and there was blood on her foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLAME WAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. inter drew with valencia at san siro 0-0. adriano got sent off for hitting the guy :(&lt;br /&gt;but inter are through. and the rest of the group are losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109943784032199628?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109943784032199628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109943784032199628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-all-so-far-hols-have-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109906324430679676</id><published>2004-10-29T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T23:20:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sis being a bitch at this point in time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nuff said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well tomorow for lit seminar i cant say it'll be damn entertaining but we really cleaned it up, we chopped out all the crap, and added in some stuff. i dont know whether its funny. who knows. alvin is gonna do the flour thing, so we'll get some laughs at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my perception of humour is very weird. i might genuinely laugh and laugh at the stupidest things but a lot of times, when everyone is roaring with laughter i just cant. to me, it might be amusing but it doesnt make me laugh. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;one example is no man's land, the war film. everyone was laughing every 10 seconds and roaring, and i dint even smile.  its sth weird about me. like I think its funny but funny-not-for-laughing. i find candid actions the funniest. different perceptions, oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;perhaps thats why i find our parody totally unfunny. cept for flour part which is pretty outrageous. but i couldnt do a better job, so i wont complain. in fact my acting is such circumstances really sucks. if possible, i wouldnt even want a part. i cant follow a script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;to add insult to injury, the 3r ones are going to own us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;arunna was shortsighted, i dont think anyone can deny that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;now i have to find some bloody branches, coz i gotta act as a bloody tree tomorow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder wheres quanz. he hasnt been coming online. posie cant either coz his msn is down. wadver lar. haizzzzzzz. the twins talk for 1 min and then go and game -_-. naughty twinnies. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109906324430679676?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109906324430679676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109906324430679676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/sis-being-bitch-at-this-point-in-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109894639831583357</id><published>2004-10-28T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T14:53:18.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;she is a bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dont ask who, its reference to a lot of ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109894639831583357?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109894639831583357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109894639831583357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/she-is-bitch-dont-ask-who-its.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109879068574330506</id><published>2004-10-26T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T19:38:05.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah we had a class party today, which was quite cool because we actually had barely enough chips, so good for me. pizza as usual 2 slices each. plus i got a slice of early b-day cake. whee! it sucked but i appreciated the thought. i had lots of chips (ruffles,). yeah so in the end it was pretty good and i felt quite nice and round.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and we did a class cleanup. it wasnt bad. quite nice to see the class working together. sloshing dirty water over the tables. alwyn breaking the window handle in an attempt to.....to.....clean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah subject reflect and review was ok. shaun yap played 'if i aint got u' by alicia keys to remind us that material things werent anything. a little cheesy, but nvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;english was boring. and just really boring. kuang was bsing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chinese...she was teaching dan yuan ten -_-!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so much for reflect and review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah after school had the teacher-student session that most of the class had done already. did it with oei. yesh we raised some very touchy topics of muggers and lala lim. yes, lala lim. i was initially unwilling to venture into this area, because it would be hard to keep things polite, but anyway she was waiting for me to enter that area. -_- . yeah i think she can see my obvious hostility from my face when lalas around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, i made it clear to her that it has not been a good year with lala. the class is very deprived of freedom when shes around. she is too strict and self righteous and rigid. most of the class does not like her while the rest are neutral. and there is probably no way that things will get better. oei agreed. i appreciate her agreement in contrast to the weak attempt at neutrality shown by shaun yap to weiquan when asked about the issue earlier. yeah she was saying about showing the right 'lian she' to respond even if lala treats you badly. thats bs. thats a vicious cycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whether or not oei will do anything, i dont know. im not expecting anything from her. but at least theres one teacher that has made it clear that shes not happy with priscilla lim either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yep. our lit play is screwed! we are finding it hard to adapt it to an outside audience. its either going to be so painful that they laugh, or they'll just stare and think we are kinda lame. i dont know, its been a long time since we exposed our culture to outside schools. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will kill yao tomorow. he impaled a piece of lead into my ipod rubber casing and now its making it dirty. in fact, why not kill both twins. a ceremonial slaughter to commemerate the closing of the yr. then i will tickle posies neck until he rolls about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then i shall have a ear-biting contest. whoever who can bite both of posies ears will get free lunch! :D posie is too cute man. this will be thorougly enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wong siew hoon is leaving. so byebye moustache man. its been ok with him around. we mind our own business and he doesnt intrude. lets hope bob koh is like him. i dont want a principal breathing up our necks all the time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tomorow is last day. tomorow ill go thru the class one by one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109879068574330506?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109879068574330506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109879068574330506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109844131799875554</id><published>2004-10-22T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T18:35:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;heh yesterday was rafflesian idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ky won. yeah he got an ipod. he sang amazed very well i have to say. excellent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah the next guy, mohammad nabil or sth liddat had a screwed up day. the guy voice is bloody sharp and piercing. if pulled off, it would be good. however, sadly he screwed up. now when poor little nabil screws up, he sounds like hes squealing or squeaking or both. he went off tune on second part of 'open arms' and boy oh boy, BLOODY CRAP. the guy sounds like hell, ouch. and he dint know he was singing like a soprano version of eechong. nuff said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well the guy who sang mandy was pretty good. and the guy who sang 'angel' was pretty good too cept he sounds absolutely like a female. its freeky to say the least. it gives you goosebumps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;derrick screwed up. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;polo bolohs were damn funny. yeah they got first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;eechongs and yaps band. now i donno whether it was the sound system or sth, but something sounded damn weird when they played. eechongs voice was not fitted with teh music of sth. so it sounded pretty crappy for 'first date', 'accidentally in love' was better, spiced up by eechongs antics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but anyway 'first date' and 'accidentally in love' are absolutely horrendous songs to choose &gt;.&lt;. first date is really a song for retards if you look at the lyrics, and accidentally in love is just not a nice song -_-, i thot she will be loved by maroon 5 would have fitted eechongs range better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah wadever, h cube screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wang didnt screw up, we just didnt catch teh jokes i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah voted for all of the guys in the open category coz all of em had geppers. so yeah, it is true that friendship brings the core number of votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well for result verification semester 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2.76 for ct. bloody shit. it sucks. it really does. nabei it really sucks. sucksucksuck. f*ck. trip science in deep shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3.32 for ca. decent lar considering i dont understand trip science. math, physics and chinese pulled it down. could have been a 3.4 or 3.5 i think if i had handed up hw early. lost marks from there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah. inter thrashed valencia 5-1. im damn happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;milan derby this weekend. hopefully inter can pull it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109844131799875554?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109844131799875554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109844131799875554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/heh-yesterday-was-rafflesian-idol.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109828038025377232</id><published>2004-10-20T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:53:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok yeah im pretty fucked for cts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my triple science is in dire shit. shit so bloody deep that i cant see my trip science -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bio----50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;physics---55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chem----44%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean that has got to be the worst you can get for any cts, save for maybe yap or plk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really dont know. all these were second papers, so yeah all my second papers were pretty screwed because i couldnt concentrate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ss----17/20 everyone got that. but 85% is good stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;geog--- 28/50 WHY THE HELL DID I TAKE THIS BLOODY SUB WHEN HIST IS SO BLOODY EASY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;english---22/30 im sore man, but nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;math----38.5/60     65% hey its not bad la seriously, considering my math standard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chinese---80/120 pretty good actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so here are my predicted gpa overall for the subs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;eng---3.6 (4.0 is a remote possibility but it IS possible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chinese----3.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;math-----3.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;physics----nabei like i know. 2.4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bio----hmmm, thats a toughie. i say 2.8 hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lit---3.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chem----2.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ss----4.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;geog----hopefully 3.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;philo (not counted)----3.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesh, so we see a big gap between all the subs. but one thing is for sure, my trip science is fucked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yeah wadever. its pretty shit. but i'll prolly work hard to bring it up next year. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know i messed up lit. 16/25 is quite screwy. i knew i screwed it up but it really sank in when i got the script. arunna was screwing the cohort for not handing up work etc.etc. and you know i got back my film assignment. 15/25, and she started off the remarks with good job...blah blah blah should show how to remake a scene. i did show how to remake a scene. how the fuck is 15/25 a good job. i dont even know what the fuck she wants. and i dont know what it takes to get high marks for lit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;on the other hand. i used my erp as my crp as well. kuang gave me 18/20. arunna gave me 6/10. yeah i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know for about 15 minutes as she ranted on, i kinda lost the passion for literature. donno just kinda lost it for a while. just thought there wasnt a fucking point in it anymore. yeah im better now, but i seem to have lost the line of standard somewhere, and i just cant find it. i just cant find it anymore. its sad, but i just feel so uninspired, as if i just cant do it and im really not hitting the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;seriously who cares about having an exciting film module of modern movies. i was hit bad my this years one. got 28/50 for a-lit film module test. i cant see it the way she sees it, i cant see her crux of success that a lit student needs to grasp to get high marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i have lost my way. i really have. im not a fucking good lit student. im just fucking screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah wadever. im a little down. yeah so ...yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;   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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109828038025377232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/ok-yeah-im-pretty-fucked-for-cts-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109809544428141783</id><published>2004-10-18T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T18:30:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah on saturday nite my family and I went to eat at teh famous jumbo seafood restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah my parents know the owner, so we got a table in 1 min. i think the 10 or so families queing up were reasonably intrigued and annoyed. yeah then we got one whole round table to ourselves. thats 4 bloody people for one round table. no matter how fat my dad or mum or me are, there is no question that the table looked empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;heres the stuff we ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) fried baby squid DAMN NICE SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) you tiao with fish MAMA MIA DAMN NICE SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) chilli crab----now, i dont eat crab, but the sauce was bloody nice....however i got mouth irritation after a while from it, so i stopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4) deep fried mun tou (bun) HOLY MOLY MACCCCCAAROONNNNI! MAGNIFICENT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5) kailan----i dont eat veg, so that sucked -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6) satay----not bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7) yam and scallops----bloody nice but would be nicer if they had come earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i ate one bowl of rice as well which was pretty nice and had one cup of 7-up and about 2 and and 1/2 cups of cold water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah so i was full and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sunday nite was just as fulfilling. dad and mum had conference so they bought famous adam road nasi lemak for dinner. KNNB IT PWNS ! i had 2 boxes. its good stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but todays dinner will be ginger chicken. that nabei maid gina know i dont like so she cook -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, did i tell ya? the female dog sandy had sex with is Pregnant! thats good! coz we gonna get a puppy! and i shall usurp it and make it my bodyguard/servant/toy -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes, i've been reading this bloody cool acclaimed comic my sis bought. its not your typical shitty paper comic stuff. its 30 bucks per comic and the guy is a chao famous writer. neil gaimon. its damn intriguing, its about the lord of dream, some really absorbing storyline. a little morbid too. its good stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;film appreciation today was ok. they got in some pro lit guy to teach us. it was reasonably interesting lar actually, but i fell asleep in the middle. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;gogo pecky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109809544428141783?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109809544428141783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109809544428141783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeah-on-saturday-nite-my-family-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109790907392966694</id><published>2004-10-16T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T14:44:33.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, its funny to read this, but et is getting sian &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;after 2 days -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe its because im getting back the old feeling of being pwned even though you shoot well. and basically every map has too much field ops crap, gold rush and railgun are always a confirm rape of axis. seawall batt is mortar map and nothing else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe its because i played too much on the first day of hols. 11 hours in total. believe me when i say it can mess up your head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont know, but i am also getting the same feeling as i did last year hols. every day brings new desires in et. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i tell you, the infrequency of my old pals like kw, tiong, chuntsen, adrian, beta etc. are hard to take. friends make it a hell lot more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well i dont know what i am going to do these hols. i think ill read more, brush up my lit. if there is one sub that i put pride in, its lit. the teacher sucks. but this is the sub where anything happens. its not a daniao/gargoi/wenhao domination, but its quite open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i screwed up lit this year. i am not going to repeat the same screw-up next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i also know that next year im going to get my assignments good. my ca is more important than my exams. no more shitty marks from kuang coz of late work. of course it is in my lazy/prideful nature to hand in quality work in my interested subs, late or not. kuang, as usual has been minusing like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really have no plans for the hols. really ill take it one day at a time. like try not to eat so much, or try to do one pullup &gt;.&lt;, or maybe try and pass 2.4 next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah but if one thing is for sure, im going to sleep more. alot alot alot of sleep. this year was worst than last year. last year 2 am was pretty damn late for me. this year its quite norm, i got a mountain of sleep debt to clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesh, i think im going to eat seafood tonight. nice jumbo seafood restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then somewhere in the hols my family is going to thailand for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then ill do sats for my personal record or just to gauge myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, or maybe ill get a cca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;speaking of cca, mustafa promised us 4 attendence points ^^. thats after zhenghong talked to him about quitting. i donno what happened lar, but surely it would be weird if like 10 badminton ppl float around with no cca, while a top 5 prefect chooses to quit. i dont wanna think about it. hamid khan can kiss petes or sandys ass for all i care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yeah good for me. no more lala, no more badminton, yeah my lifes pretty empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;or maybe ill try and get in touch with god. yeah? i know that theres something in being a christian. not as extreme as william but hey it gives you fulfilment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah and maybe god can bless my results &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109790907392966694?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109790907392966694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109790907392966694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109767173436766813</id><published>2004-10-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T20:48:54.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey guys for me its almost over yar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;still got lit tomorow. but its non-studying, just poems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;of course there is another reason why nobody gives a shit. because its an almost guarantee that lit is gonna be moderated -_- . yeah ask arunna why. and ask the 3R ppl like kangwei and tiong who get 12/25 consistently ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, for cts i am quite screwed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ss---good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;eng---pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;physics---pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bio---screwed big time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chem---pass hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;geog---everybody screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;math---will pass lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lit---pass definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chinese----really not too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i mean pass i mean anything between 50-69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes i fucked up the cts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes and there is the remotest of remotest possibilities that i might have failed all 3 sciences, and if that happens i am in fucking shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bio is a guarantee fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am such a bloody slow thinker/writer that im just not good under the circumstances of an exam. yes i suck at exams, unless im good at the sub. like ss? and thassit -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;today shall be a day of flaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah fuck kuang. seriously. fuck her. fuck her. fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what the fuck did she do to my fucking english portfolio that i was supposed to ace. 22/30 totally sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know i handed up late, but she didnt show me some dignity by marking everything. fuck her you know. i spent at least 5 hrs on one of the fucking short stories 'the destructors' by Graham Greene and she didnt even mark it. fuck instead she marked a shitty reflection i did 'the canterville ghost' by oscar wilde which i spent like 10 minutes bullshitting about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah fuck you kuang. you are full of shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;is that reflection that she put on the marks page? i got 6 for that. becauses 6 was the max for late people. i would rather she gave me out of 10 b4 minusing. because you can ask my sister. i spent a fuckalot of time on this bloody portfolio. and i am not happy with kuang fucking up my spent time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes im sore about it. that woman is bitch. i feel wronged. effort is not appreciated. absolutely not. neither is quality. that woman only likes early work and thassit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and who the hell knew anything about documentation -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;boon huat on the other hand minused off 3 from my plane report. 2 for being late, and 1 for wrong font. i got 10/15. that means i got 13/15, which is pretty good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but thats different. because i respect boonhuat even though he cant teach. that guy really challenges. and i respect his unexpectedly good rapport with students. and the guy actually gave me the true mark.  at least that wasnt too bad ^^. the font thing was my fault. it happened b4 and it happened again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just dont want to see kuang anymore. her bloody philosophical reasoning doesnt appeal to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway. sis dint allow me to play too much com. just 2 hrs. then she wanted me to sleep so i sleep lor. 5 hrs -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then ate macs. which was nice. watched cheesy xi ling men 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haizz. you know at the end of the year, my relationships with the teachers have degenerated or really improved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oei: yeah its not bad with oei. she respects me and i give her a little respect too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;boonhuat: yeah seriously me and quanz have a good relationship with boonhuat. the guy is nice lar, and sadistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;arunna: degenerated coz i dint do anthology and i laughed about it in her face :D it was funny to see her blow up ^^ . b4 that was pretty good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lala: she dont give shit about me and vice versa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chia woman: nothing much. but i sleep in class most of the time. so nothing much to see or notice lor. but score high for ss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;court: he doesnt know my name. nuff said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;neo: i really respect her for her remedials and all. i mean that woman looks like shes going to collapse into a pile of bone anytime. cool analogies. think she likes ppl like me and quanz and posef. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kuang: she respects me coz of my oral and maybe assignments. but i dont listen in class. quite blatant and obvious. stoning and watching the clock with shaun liu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kuang philo: stone. nuff said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;geog: nothing much in there. i suck at geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well if theres anything else to blog about, ill blog about it later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109767173436766813?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109767173436766813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109767173436766813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-guys-for-me-its-almost-over-yar.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109732692537120609</id><published>2004-10-09T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T21:02:05.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah seriously. it would be nice to see the bitching stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, i think everybody knows, the bernard thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its cts, everyone needs to mug, so how bout taking it off the air for a while. everybody wants to throw in their 2 cents worth, in the end you are basically making the whole thing bigger and bigger. just not at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, so neither 3m nor beta want to budge in their views. obviously nothing will change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, i dont know what to say about it. so dont ask me. im mixed in my views. so many allegations of which no one knows what is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah. its kinda screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;gogo pecky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109732692537120609?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109732692537120609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109732692537120609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeah-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109724204269202645</id><published>2004-10-08T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T21:27:22.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;first day of ct was actually decent. hopefully i can get a1 for ss. english is in doubt. i think the gep lacks experience in writing to straits times forum. i think posef was one of the few published to write a long one. so yeah, im banking on posef a1 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah my english one i did the olympics crap -_- dont ask about it, it was quite shitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ss was a little better lar. at least i know i have the same conclusion as wally. that cant be bad ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;honestly speaking, im pretty damn good in ss when you give me time to think, but i really suck at tests :/    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wally on the other hand, is god-like in every aspect of ss -_- 88 wtf.  so i was happy to get the same conclusion as him ^^. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh course, nothing is certain. there are certain tests which you take and you know you are going to ace, but i feel more uneasy than anything for todays papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but thank god anyway for the help. yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway. today was tiring. had the tests, then went for a-lit with black blob arunna, and she did last minute crapping about sonnets. i was devastated for test. 17.5/25. bloody hell so damn low. -_- its damn irritating. anyway. me sarge dom and weisong did cheet a little in the quiz. i mean who didnt -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;question: which actor was know as the man with a thousand faces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sarge: ho sheng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;rofl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in the 1930s, what was technicolour used for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dom: colour and technology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;rofl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;after a-lit had geog mind-map drawing with masayu, then dropped in for shaun yaps math remedial. yeah very tiring, but the math one was quite worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah thank god tuition teacher didnt come today. slept from 5-8. refreshed. my hair looks cool and spiky :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;shaun lius laid back attitude is what makes me admire him. he doesnt give a shit for marks, and i dont know what he gives a shit about (maybe moor). but its so hard to look at him. its like he cares more for the braces protruding in his mouth than exams. you have my \pei fu/ liu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah trying hard to keep away from the com. had a bust-up yesterday with my sis over the play of 30 min of com. yeah i guess i should be putting exams first. but its just so hardd. damn. its hard since you havent been putting down the lines of your limits for about the past one and three quarts years. and when you are so stressed you just want to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but hey, its just a few more days of eternity yeah? it'll be over b4 i know it. I made the resolve that the day after the end of my cts, im not gonna worry anymore. its painful if you know how i lament my ass off. ask ppl like kwt last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway yeah, maybe blog later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Negro de mierda' (that black shit)  ---what spains coach called henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you can guess who i am talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its not payson,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its not arunn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ITS ARUNNA WHEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;gogo peck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109724204269202645?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109724204269202645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109724204269202645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/first-day-of-ct-was-actually-decent.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109699320426344039</id><published>2004-10-05T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T00:22:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh well, apparently nothing happened to lala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so the hype didnt live up to expectation, but i guess thats a good thing after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well i wasnt in school on monday...so i wouldnt know. dint sleep the whole nite, felt sick in the morn, yeah wadever, the usual. so i slept from 7 to 1230. good sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but wtf my ama was so worried that she walked up the stairs to see me. wtf x 10000. that woman has not climbed stairs, in say...1 and 1/2 years? something must be driving her dude. so she came up, went into the room started shouting at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then i went down for lunch, and she shouted at me, for various matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i should not be drinking cold water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i shd wear a shirt (i dont at home, horrors ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I should not be eating egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I should give her my exam schedule so she and her prayer group can pray for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i should go up and rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i should drink barley water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I should eat orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-I should not bathe (horrors again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;good gracious, it was hectic sia. she even wanted to call her other grandson (my cousin) whos a grown-up doc to come and see me. i was seriously petrified by that thought. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah the maids laughed their asses off -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know the last episode of 7 pm chinese serial 'ode to life' was quite lame. lots of death and prison and crazy ppl. yeah the bad son was at the edge of the building. then this boy and his bicycle ran over a carton and made a loud noise. the bad son lost his balance and fell to his death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;that is retarded. thats ridiculously anti-climatic. i was laughing alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well xi ling men II started today. i decided i wont be watching, because its a lame predictable show. and it insults my intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well today wasnt too good. dint hand up anthology (unfinished) which prolly means 0. that sucks. my fault. yeah but to add insult to injury we had a lit film test i had NO IDEA about. advanced module. yeah whats new anyway. i only study for lit on the day itself ^^. thank god, its not counted in gpa. arunna was so enthusiastic and me sarge and bong were just exchanging smiles that mean "I am very screwed, and i know you are too" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah my parents came home at 2 am this morn. brought back nice food. usa popcorn pwns. theres caramel and nice nuts. delicious! then they bought tons of chocolate. but 90% was peanut -_-. at least there are hersheys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah but i also got a new shirt and berms (quiksilver) that actually fit me! woot. exciting! and a cool quiksilver wallet. so im a cool quiksilver dude now ! ^^ (cept for the figure). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yay, and i got my ipod today. like my mum fetched me back from school (on leave) and i went into my room and saw the magical box on my table. IPOD! HELL YEAH! its beautiful and sleek and it pwns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but the weird thing is -_- my com got reformatted so i dont have any songs :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yeah. an ipod with no songs. anyone want to listen to silence -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wadever looks cool anyway. yes i feel fortunate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;new shirt, berms, wallet (no more ellen kan vandalism!), ipod. and soon im gonna get new phone! coz the old one sucks ^^. i do feel fortunate :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thank god for such a coolio mum and dadddy and sis and ama (-_-!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes, exams coming soon. late nite studying! must study for dan yuan ba ce yan tomorow! go go pecky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;et.....yeah, i play et.....dont laugh.....i play et......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;after exam, im going diehard again....till maybe hl 2 ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109699320426344039?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109699320426344039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109699320426344039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-well-apparently-nothing-happened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109663647440043113</id><published>2004-10-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T21:14:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lala destruction: special report &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, alwyns mums post got in to st forums. spectacular i have to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its like obliteration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i dont know if lala is gonna get out of this mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;they'll prolly find out somehow, and shes going to get flamed. and she will be burnt, very badly. and i know that if that happens, shes either going to get fired, or shes going to get out barely alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean there is an obvious link to ri. top independent boys school with philo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;siew hoon must be rubbing his moustache very hard....or pulling it out in frustration. if there are follow-ups i think ri is going to be severely bashed...yeah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;she had it coming, i think everybody knows that. whether it was now or sometime later, she did. my sis spoke to one of her friends.  a few years back someone did a similar complaint in the straits times about her. apparently she cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wouldnt know what to do if she cried in front of me. i think i would stone or sth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;theres this air of ambivalence surrounding my thoughts. i mean, shes 101% bitch and all, and she deserves it. but making it public (esp third finger incident)  is a hard blow. shes pregnant. yeah. its like a nuclear bomb. she wont know what hit her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well someone had to do the messy grimy stuff and alwyns mum did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i couldnt, im weak. maybe on a school level. but i couldnt screw someone up so bad on a national level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, whats done's been done. Ill slip into the seat of the spectator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and watch her fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;how hard will she fall? thats up to siew hoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109663647440043113?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109663647440043113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109663647440043113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/10/lala-destruction-special-report-well.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109655581407732792</id><published>2004-09-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T22:50:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;life is really screwing up at the wrong time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-didnt do too well for eng oral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-got 14.5/25 for math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-plane dint fly (expected, but still....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah actually i didnt do a single thing for the plane. I fell asleep at like 2 am and i woke up at 3. then went back to sleep. so in the morn i just brought my coolio propeller to school. overnice guy posef helped me reconstruct a plane that looked decent (couldnt fly but still commendable). thx posie mosie ^^.  I added to the appeal of the plane by writing "lbh rox", "lbh pwns", "we luv lbh", "gimme marks" on the wings. hopefully i can capitalise on his ego to get some extra marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;beats me, dont know how many ppl got 0 for displacement. more than 80% of the gep. quite ridiculous actually, but its funny to see muggers chionging as well (gar goi, daniao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;guang yarns plane is amazing. beats me how he does it. but he is a techno whiz after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;boonhuat was just munching on his rice and drumstick, and shouting out zeros. -_- sadist sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was duty boi, so yeah the class was full of shat. they were burning uhu glue. damn cool, but damn bloody stink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;shant insult priscilla too much. i shall be nice in the days leading up to her rumoured maternity leave. its like the day she leaves the catharsis shall be complete. the cleansing of emotions, the balance of the yin and the yang. a better raffles institution. ahhhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SO GOGOGOGOGOGO LIDDLE BABY, KNOCK AND KNOCK AND KICK AND KICK. LET THE CONTRACTIONS RULEZ DE LALA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey the class photos are seriously quite retarded. i mean why are they like using photoshop and pasting us into this totally unrealistic part of ri (the field -_-). It is so fake and unprofessional. i was like wtf, they really screwed it up big time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey i bet if wong siew hoon was in one of those photos, he'll prolly realise it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"the fake surroundings make my moustache look bad and more protrusive"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okok, irrelevant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the celebratory buffet today was decent. I mean seriously, i was impressed, because usually the revada shat really sucks. at least there was enuff for a small second helping. well after that i camped at the sotong balls and ate one every ten seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i must have done that for 2 and 1/2 minutes straight, which means 15 sotong balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;which would probably mean a total of about 20-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh dear, i fell asleep during cle today. the work exposure program thingy, i really wanted to join. damn. anyway to add insult to injury they say huang lao shi (oei minion) caught the grp of us sleeping. that probably isnt too bad, but its irritating nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know, i think i wont get into ldp. i mean so many cool leadership people are joining, and the first thing the reviewers are gonna do is view the teachers feedback. yeah even if its oei, my wonderful character still pales in comparison to many others. it doesnt help that i dont have a core cca either. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yeah, watever, by gods grace i shall get it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;random events happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-fish are dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-dogs are unexpectedly mounting again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-found a freaky hairy caterpillar on my balcony (the ledge below). yeah with my sis egging me on, i droppped a tissue box on it and squashed it to bits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- for all those avid viewers of 7pm chinese show ode to life. everytime advertisement time screen  comes,  my grandma thinks the many pictures of the title character (huang biren) at different ages are actually sisters in a family. -_- wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"all the same face, must be sisters"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-silence- ok.....nvm ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ignorance is bliss  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109655581407732792?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109655581407732792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109655581407732792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/life-is-really-screwing-up-at-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109586699397599098</id><published>2004-09-22T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:32:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lala was really irritating and unreasonable today. i was quite pissed with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;morning class interaction she was already being pissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;karhan and co talking so she kao pei kao pei, liddat also get angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK!" the great round one shouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then she proceeded to screw posef over the kungfu window cracking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i donno, joseph is overnice, ironically hes always the one getting shouted at by the great round one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;posef: but i donno what to do (or sth along those lines)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"WHO BROKE THE WINDOW?" the great round one screamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"WHO BROKE THE WINDOW?" the great round one screamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;posef: errr, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"YOU HAVE THE GUTS TO BREAK IT YOU BETTER HAVE THE GUTS TO FIX IT (or sth along those lines" hollers the great one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;... (skipping a few lines)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"yanheng tell joseph why you need to put the foil up" said the arrogant round one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yannie: to make sure that the glass pieces dont fall out and no one gets cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"YES. BUT SOMETIMES I WISH THAT IT WOULD CUT YOU TO PUT SOME SENSE INTO YOU" (talking to posef) hollers the bitchy round one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;critical analysis of the conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;objectively speaking, it is obvious that this conversation has been dominated by this so-called round one, which would imply perhaps someone immensely fat and tubby which can be paralleled to perhaps a ball. in this case, this person called joseph appears to be antagonised by this round one. joseph seems uncertain and confused, however retains his innocence and apparently speaks truthfully. In this case it seems that the round one is 'eating' up joseph. her lines of shouting/hollering get more fast-paced and increase in length, while josephs answers seem to get shorter and shorter. again we can attribut this 'eating' to the qualities of a round person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the subject of the conversation seems to be the breaking of a window. although it seemingly is an accident, the round one seems to be deluded into thinking that its a pretty damn big thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in the conversation, the round one is described as 'great' 'arrogant' and 'bitchy' (in order). On one hand this could show degeneration from great, to arrogance (complacency and self-righteousness) to bitchyness (low-down shit). However on the other hand, it could just be a direct criticism to a bad ruler who lacks the qualities to be a good one. keep in mind that even though bitchy would have a direct link to 'female dog', it is ultimately just derogatory term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally, the bitchy round one wants the glass to cut joseph and put some sense into him. perhaps this would mean cutting thru the layers of ignorance or bad qualities to gain truth. However, it seems ironic as she is the one with all the shitty qualities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;overall, the round one is unreasonable and senseless, and this convo is example to show that she is stupid too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh well ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;short analysis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;later on, lala had another incident. fear not, i wont analyse that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;math quiz whcih i prolly failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mrs lim: kenny why are you doing on foolscap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kenny: huh? (talks about sth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lala doesnt say nothign and the quiz continues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;at the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs Lim: KENNy WHY IS YOUR QUIZ WRITTEN ON FOOLSCAP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kenny: huh, i thot it was ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mrs lim: DINT I TELL YOU JUST NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kenny: i thot just now you were just asking why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lala: when have we done quizzes on foolscap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lala: If i gave you tissue paper, would you write on it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;no la no, of course we would, mrs lim. it is great joy and honour to write on tissue paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sian pwns, always showing attitude. lala was complaining about 3L attitude problem. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok lar, lala was big bitch today. very very big bitch. i was angry during math. and i dint talk at all. and i circled letters b i t c h on kws math ws (and other stuff but nvm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;^^. re was ok. guangyarn is impressive. gar goi was incomprehensible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh well, thats it for today. tired and i need to do math tuition work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109586699397599098?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109586699397599098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109586699397599098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/lala-was-really-irritating-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109561157405151806</id><published>2004-09-20T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T00:32:54.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know, finally i am actually making an attempt to enter the realm of real studying and doing hw without copying. hehe. its actually kinda late to buck up, but hey its worth a shot right? -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah you know my parents are leaving for san fran for some conference for 2 weeks, right b4 my exam period. so they kinda booked a taxi for 2 weeks to fetch me and my sis to school every morn. cool rite! yeah we'll prolly eat pizza a  few times i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;not to mention they left 300 bucks with the bloody maid gina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes. gina is a tv addict, phone addict, lazy pig, and they leave 300 f-king bucks with her? wth it irritates me to think about the amount of tv she will be watching each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh yeah, she started watching meteor garden on saturday -.-  feena cant even read english, let alone chinese, and she still watches as well -_-. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;allow me to bring you into the world of feena, the new indonesian maid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well just this morn my sis found out that feena had most cleverly put a carton of soya bean milk into the freezer. so yeah, it went *crunch crunch. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;she tries, but shes just yeah a little dense. but i rather have a dense obedient maid rather than a smart lazy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah, my amas just ignorant....but at 93 yrs old i dont think you could ask for anymore than that from her ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohhhhh yeah. my com crashed. this is the labby. its a bad crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i really do dread mondays you know. you have math lesson which really spoils your day. i really want a day where lala just doesnt make some spastic remark or unreasonable comment or raise her voice. it makes a big difference to the peace of the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10 ways to curb that lala attitude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) anger management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) shrink (aka alvin goh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) some good long maternity leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4) acupunture to maintain equilibrium in the ying and the yang (or balance it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5) bayley getting first (not for a while, in fact, not while shes house mistress ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6) get mayank to suck up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7) get her a sedan to help with all that weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8) make a gargoi/kleong/daniao clone to appease her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9) clone another oei minion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10) remove that irritating mole. oooh &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh well, a lot of hw not done, and i have no idea how to make a plane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;arunna just wormed another 4 hrs out of us. so good luck a-lit guys. we are in deep shit. i actually realised that we are in deep shit for the ct for lit. because the ct lit is an unseen poem. and arunna hasnt even touched a poem this yr ^^. how encouraging is that. it would be real helpful if she actually stopped complaining and wasting half the lesson asking about the next massive evening lecture. its painful i tell you to hear her whine and to hear our groans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;film module is also screwed. fell asleep for 2/3 of the movies and thats not good. because i still dont get anything about potenkin ship or sth liddat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;long live the guppy! i think they are dying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109561157405151806?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109561157405151806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109561157405151806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-know-finally-i-am-actually-making.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109543694138896613</id><published>2004-09-17T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T00:03:30.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah today was an ok day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math lesson: stoning. i was going at about 30% my norm speed. so yeah. uber-sluggish. like a sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyatch incident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wally and xb were late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock knock knock. knock knock knock. knock knock knock (they thot lala couldnt hear)&lt;br /&gt;lala: teLL THEM TO SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone: -_- (another case of pre-natal depression/biyatchiness)&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. yeah they got screwed for a while. wadever, the mood swing is over and lesson starts.&lt;br /&gt;stone stone stone. i think today morn was the slowest i ever stoned in a long time---perhaps since chiew siew kengs infamous chinese lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh, leave us alone lala. you irritate us. and you bitch about a lot of spastic things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala rules of shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) no whistling in class&lt;br /&gt;2) no scratching legs in class&lt;br /&gt;3) no green pen get punished&lt;br /&gt;4) no calculator during quiz, you cannot borrow&lt;br /&gt;5) cover your mouth when you yawn&lt;br /&gt;6) dont call ppl names&lt;br /&gt;7) follow lalas orders or get kicked out&lt;br /&gt;8) dont stare back at her, if not you get kicked out&lt;br /&gt;9) when she starts shouting, it means shes always right&lt;br /&gt;10) lala is always right, no matter how illogical she sounds -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah wadveer. i failed my chem test -_-. its damn depressing. i mean i was so f-cking careless and crap and so i got 9/20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah pe was quite fun again with green-eggs round face biophotonic man, yeah posef borrowed paniels trunks which were red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the sea of blue......SUDDENLY YOU SEE A BRIGHT STRIKING RED! YOU LOOK UP! ITS POSEFFFF. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! SO COOOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha posef very embarassed. dam cute sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arunna is boring, and shes frustrating, and she makes me sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentoring i was sluggish too. i couldnt even do the p5 questions. shat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i fell asleep on the bus and missed the stop. no money, no phone batt, no nothing. so i took taxi home. yeah wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead for the next 2 weeks. too much work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109543694138896613?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109543694138896613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109543694138896613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/yeah-today-was-ok-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109525447326603454</id><published>2004-09-15T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T21:21:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah today was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i thought priscilla lim had taken a turn for a better, so i wasnt so worried. but today she screwed it all up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since yesterday was shaggys (aka shanghui music maestro all rounded sports, cca, studies, character blah blah blah) b-day, yeah birthday, today was the official b-day celebrations, yeah with slice of cake and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so everyone was like super hyper and we started singing shaggys b-day song because (i think) we thot lala or oei were not coming already. yeah so we sang and sang and sang more than 10 times (out of love of course) and then we tried out a canon of happy-bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lala walked in. yeah she wasnt happy. it was a clear contrast between our smiling faces in a stunned daze and lalas mole shit fat face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i could hear you outside and i find you senseless. totally senseless' (or somewhere along those lines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she made shaggy bring the cake back to her desk, then made the class stand up. then she told us to sing. well we gave a bloody obviously lacklustre rendition of happy-b-day. and to tell the truth, no one was happy at all, with lala. i mean how bitchy is that! somemore she dare crack joke : "shanghui you are one year and one day older!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHA. that is soooo funny eh lala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean she just spoiled shaggys big day and spoiled the entire mood and pissed off a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;its ignorant and insenstitive to say the least. i dont know, i felt really pissed off. and i dont think ANYONE would have sided with lala on that one (dont think even daniao -.-, or minion kleong -.-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, maybe she wanted to be part of the celebration and was pissed that she was left out, but seriously who cares, its shaggys day and you either blend into the crowd celebration or you dont come at all. i dont know, but most things she participates in arent happy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn f*cked-up bitch. dammit this incident sure hit it down damn hard. damn damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh one 5 minute biyatching can really spoilt yur day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah pe was swimming. curses. i havent swum since last yr pe swimming -__- yeah so i faked around and went to the beginners pool to train my strokes. mr biophotonic greeneggs is a nice guy. but i really noticed that my breaststroke kick was like ultimate weak. i move at maybe 3 inches per kick? anyway we played touch rugby in the pool. fun! better than the saturated polo game in the deep pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, those trunks are tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that was physics. the physics assignment is incomprehensible. building an aeroplane. i mean you can research all the concepts. but 2 weeks to actually picture and construct a model takeoff aeroplane? thats ridiculous for a 30% assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah we had some talks after recess. quite cool lar otto fong. i mean that guy got attitude sia. in front of funky ol mr seet (of SARS fame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the hi-light of the RE talk was mdm mas' cool comment at the start. she was sitting nxt to paul lim. yeah both of them are substantially huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAS: oiiiii, if you dont keep quiet, both of us are going to SIT ON YOU&lt;br /&gt;PAUL LIM: O.0&lt;br /&gt;PAUL LIM: o.O&lt;br /&gt;PAUL LIM: -____-&lt;br /&gt;MAS: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the other hi-light was the introduction of this special re service-learning project. it ends in april (yeah, crazy eh) and its quite cool and hi-level. me and lip and seriously considering. im quite keen on it, but lip says he doesnt want if ri gep faggots are gonna make their way into the thing to slack and get girls. yeah, i agree. its most irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was an eventful afternoon. allow me to trace my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) went toilet to piss&lt;br /&gt;2) went cross the road and saw this massive grp of badminton players (yes school badminton players), donno felt this mixture of sadness-guilt-disgust-anger-embarrassment. yeah dint talk or anything.&lt;br /&gt;3) took 156&lt;br /&gt;4) fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;5) yeah overshot the stop (rare). ended up at clementi mrt -_-&lt;br /&gt;6) got lost (it was raining damn hard, so that made it a lot harder for me)&lt;br /&gt;7) finally found the stop (bus interchange -_-)&lt;br /&gt;8) took 7 home&lt;br /&gt;9) got off at busstop, realised i had no umbrella. crap. the rain was uber heavy&lt;br /&gt;10) took out the towel i used for swimming and made a valiant effort to protect my bag (ws are more impt than myself!)&lt;br /&gt;11) swam home in the puddles -_-&lt;br /&gt;12) bathed and got ready for physics tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot. tiring eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my mums still pissed at me, still not talking -_-. yeah wadever&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;&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109525447326603454?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109525447326603454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109525447326603454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/yeah-today-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109508315878039437</id><published>2004-09-13T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T21:46:34.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah it was a bad day on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, henman got pwned by roger federer, then inter drew with chievo on the opening day of the season. really sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but the channel surfing rawked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cnl 21 serie a&lt;br /&gt;cnl 22 spanish la liga&lt;br /&gt;cnl 23 epl&lt;br /&gt;channel u ( ithink)--la liga&lt;br /&gt;cnl 24: us open live tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastico. my leet remote controlling skills were put to the challenge! like changechangechangechangechange, once every 3 secs. hah. im good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well got 41/60 for chinese test. quite sucky coz i didnt learn the zao ju. 4/12. but the rest was decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, just a few days back my dad treated this high-class chocolatier guy. so the guy asked my dad if he wanted some chocolate. so my dad asked him for a little dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. the guy ended up giving my dad 60 medium boxes of damn-high quality dark chocolate. my dad was like o.0. wow so that nite he just went around distributing chocolate around -_-. yeah coz the family dint like dark chocolate anyway. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well first day of school is never nice. so hard to even listen. posef and me were taking turns to blatantly nod off in class. hahaha we are dam funny, write stuff halfway then fall asleep, end up making some messy blot on the paper. posef made a drawing of chia woman. damn those eyes and nose are spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway chia was uber boring again. arghh her look is boring, her voice is certainly piercing but boring all the same, her lesson is really really boring and her aura bores me. like i cant picture ss actually being interesting with this teacher aroudn. i mean koolio krishnan wasted 3 lessons to show his class the bloody sunday movie. and we are just -_- zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, yeah the fish died. all of them. we threw away their carcasses the nxt morn. along with the wriggly worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we were preparing the tanks for the nxt batch of fish on sunday( yeah the fish are coming this week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i was supposed to get water to fill the fish-tank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DP takes bucket while charmaine peck looks on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DP: DO I USE HOT OR COLD WATER???&lt;br /&gt;charmainepeck: does it really matter? hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 min later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmainepeck: you're an idiot&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waha. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever, my mums pissed at me. : its kinda ridiculous if you think about it, but nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109508315878039437?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109508315878039437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109508315878039437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/yeah-it-was-bad-day-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109465770257217202</id><published>2004-09-08T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T11:01:31.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah im caught in the craze of henmania at the us open (tennis, if you dint know, ignorant fooolz). yeah the greatest serve-volleyer in the game at the moment. tim henman. woot im watching his matches live. even with a lower back injury he strives on and whacks kiefer in 4 and a 1/2 sets. woooot. fantastic. i was like yeah! yeah! yeah! go henman go henman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah hes against hrbaty, whos a pocker. im sure henman will whack his lights out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a fat sports fanatic who doesnt like to play sports -_- check out this rare specimen of ironic lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i had chem remedial on tuesday and it wasnt bad. yappie, quanz, darrell were there. so quite fun la. neos decent. just pretend her voice is well, erm.....a little smoother and a little lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but her funky analogies are damn amusing and totally out of this world and irrelevant. haha. treat us like we are primary school kids or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well after that i abandoned the trio and went to eat mosburgers by myself :D . so nice! unagi rice burger and croquette pies. :d yum yum. then bought a bandittto for my sis and took a taxi home :D. hah the trio on the other hand went to chinese high to play soccer. sad score 2-2, thought quanz said he scored 5 last yr. oh well. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my mum is cheapskate -_-. ok not say super cheapskate but a little cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheapskate incident 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she got 2 free fishtanks. so yeah shes happy so she gets a few small fish and some live worms, and some plants and brings them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. we have no soil for the plants&lt;br /&gt;yep. we have no pump&lt;br /&gt;yep. in the second tank my mum put in more worms than the fish could eat in a month, and thats if like they gorge themselve dead 24/7. ive a good feeling its more of a wormtank than a fishtank&lt;br /&gt;yep. the live worms are irritating and annoying. they are tiny small icky and they crawl and float around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you see, the fish after a while all seemed to stop moving and settle at the bottom corner of the fishtank. its quite worrying actually. its like, worms wriggling asses off (if they have one), fish not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brotherly sisterly convo dp=daniel peck cp= charmaine peck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dp:hey have you seen the fish?&lt;br /&gt;cp: no, ---goes out with dp---&lt;br /&gt;cp: -stares&lt;br /&gt;cp: where are the fish? -_-!!!! the worms are gross!&lt;br /&gt;dp:the fish are there -points-&lt;br /&gt;cp:are they dead? how come they are not moving&lt;br /&gt;dp: errm. they are sleeping... (in the spur of the moment), remember fish sleep with their eyes open?&lt;br /&gt;cp: thanks for educating me -_- -_- -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, i feel gooood, and smarrrt. :p. came out on tops in this one. been a long time since i was smarter than my sis. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheapskate incident 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: Is tsetsean coming on friday (my math tutor)&lt;br /&gt;dp: no what.&lt;br /&gt;mum: shes coming for charmaine&lt;br /&gt;dp: but not for me wad&lt;br /&gt;mum: tsetsean said that if you finish your hw by friday she'll take us out for ice-cream. then i suggested to her why not take us to eat tony romas (expensive restarant). (WTF -_-. that is audacious)&lt;br /&gt;dp: ok i do tomorow lor&lt;br /&gt;mum: try and finish by tomorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhehe. i wonder whats on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incident of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching tv at like 6.40 pm and my grandma was complaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMA: change the channel lllla....watch chinese show&lt;br /&gt;dp: not yet (in loud voice).&lt;br /&gt;AMA: -indignant look- (she dint hear me, interpreted whatever i said as being rude)&lt;br /&gt;dp: NOT YET. ITS AT SEVEN. (no response). ITS AT SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;AMA: PLEase lar, i want to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.50 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMA: PLEEse lar, change to chinese show, i want to watch&lt;br /&gt;dp: ITS NOT YETTTT!&lt;br /&gt;AMA: -indignant- look&lt;br /&gt;AMA: PLLeese lar, change to channel 8 and let me watch la&lt;br /&gt;dp: NOT YET! (no response)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell mum: mum can you tell her its not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: mum, its not yet la (no response)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;, diu shes really gone deaf liao. serious. no kidding. the only thing she can hear are the dogs barking. -_-. and her voice is well, resoundingly loud. like pete doesnt even dare to get close to her anymore. voice gauge: how loud is my AMA? well you know when she gets a call and you are like gonna hang up when she takes it downstairs. yeah from 3 metres away you can still her her voice from the phone. the &lt;strong&gt;phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever, strive on ama. :) : :/ :_ (hah nvm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109465770257217202?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109465770257217202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109465770257217202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109437176057776201</id><published>2004-09-05T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T16:09:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey watsup, the one week break has come! :( i suppose that sucks because that means the exams are coming as well. heh have to mug hard because im getting 1k for each A1 i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah! den im gonna buy a new com. den doom 3. den hl 2. den...den...xbox???? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way la. im not gonna get that many a1s anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad came home from fishing yesterday. yeah brought a lot of chocolate back too, nice. i was munching mint chocolate kit kats ^^. well apparently he was on some mega millionaires boat. yeah this millionaire knows my dads fren and so they had everything free. food free, clean fish for them, free air ticket. heck they only paid 200 dollars each 0.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the guy owns liang court daimaru. WTFFFF WTFFFF DAIMARU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah apparently as well, the boat cost him 42 million bucks, hes gonna buy another one which costs 80 million bucks and he gave all his relatives a house each. -_- -_-&lt;br /&gt;-wtf-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah, some ppl really know how to share it around eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the holidays are not really holidays. in fact they are harder than school days, maybe because we need to mug our asses off and do a bloody big pile of homework. yeah plus i got a cranky math teacher breathing down my neck, an enthu chinese teacher who wants me to get a1 for hcl, yeah and i got a naggy mum -_-. yeah and i got bloody philo lesson with kuang on friday. the community of inquiry would like to ask you, kuangpocker, why we have a bloody philo lesson during the hols. and please, socratic argument. arghhh, it annoys me to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watching pete the dog taking a shit today. intriguing to say the least. he shits just like a human. cept its on the grass. like the huge lump plops out and then the little lump finishes the job. well wadever, dont ask me why i tickle the tummy of a dog with a dam dirty ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandy on the other hand is really quite civilised in contrast. he pees in the bushes and i dont see his shit around so often. i think he shits during the walks. how gentlemanly. too bad sandy doesnt like having his tummy rubbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least theres been a bit of rain and the yellow patches are disappearing a little. heck the whole f-king lawn is petes territory -_-. lets hope for more and more rain, seriusly my lawn looks like shit la. pocker pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, the trivialities of life can be so entertaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109437176057776201?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109437176057776201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109437176057776201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/hey-watsup-one-week-break-has-come-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109400642360588522</id><published>2004-09-01T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T10:41:21.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday was teachers day. yeah quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in the morning we played basketball. yeah! our team centred around posef who scored like all the points and like made all the plays. yeah player of the match: posef. too bad we got bambozzled by yaozhen and his china mates. hah. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they did some spoof of spiderman with teacherman who saves those ppl who cant get a1s. yeah they also did the singing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'teacherman, teacherman, oh where are you teacher man'&lt;br /&gt;yeah remember the bad singing from the chinese woman in the movie?&lt;br /&gt;quite funky la. payson pao did a great job. damn funny and entertaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that some teachers dressed like rock stars and lip synched a song. yeah priscilla lim was playing the drums (dint really hit). everyone went crazy and excited. i dont know i wasnt really that excited or crazy over it. in fact after a while it got boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its priscilla , my face fell when i saw her at the drums. anyway, it would have been nicer if they sang the real song. but anyway credit to them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah afterwards we gave our teachers our presents. yeah we ended up giving shaun yap, neo, boonhuat. yeah neo and shaun yap got one MR M&amp;N and ONE PACKET OF M&amp;amp;Ns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but boonhuat is special. he got a REVERSIBLE HELLO KITTY CHEEESEBURGER! yeah! plus one packet of m &amp;amp; n! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah after that we went lanning at thompson plaza. cs is fun. i got pwns but later on i got a little better. played about 3 hrs and gave the rest of my time to yirui coz he was using my com to play wc3. yeah thanks twinnnies for giving me a ride to coronation plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really fun to go out with your friends to have fun, quite rare that i do so. oh well, its a nice experience anyway. makes me happy :D, very happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;dedication to my sister&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my sister has been buggin me to do a dedication to her. yeah. hahah. so i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis's name is charmaine peck hui ying. she is in jc 1 this yr in hcjc (not because she couldnt get into rjc, its because she doesnt like rjc). yes she is extremely smart and pwns me in every subject, esp humanities. however we share the same traits in that we suck at physics no matter how hard we try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. my sister mugs alot, and she likes to mug. it sounds like daniao but i guess in a good way. she mugs hard and furiously, until bout 2-3 in the morn. crazy man. at least she has a very nice personality. very logical, can thrash anyone in arguing, a small amount of ego, and shes a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she helps me with my work, tells me bout her hcjc teachers which are damn funny. yeah she goes out of her way to help me even though she has tests and stuff. yeah nice eh? she lends me monies when i need it (on the rare times she is not in debt to me). woot, nice but shes always keeping my working in check -_-. blardi irritating at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes my sister is powerful in jc. an incredibly attractive smile which seduces her lecturers (which are all big fat british men or tall thin british men). yes she is very popular and is known as the person who doesnt mug but still scores high marks (hah! closet mugger). she is president of interact club, yeah so shes pretty dam powerful in hcjc. shat. -_-, its hard to have such a funkily pro sis -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, ODE TO SISTER IS OVER! CHAR YOU HAPPY NOW? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109400642360588522?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109400642360588522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109400642360588522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/09/yesterday-was-teachers-day_01.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109387517544116869</id><published>2004-08-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T22:12:55.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its gotta be the fengshui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know my dad left for darwin last nite, and that night the gate was working just fine. fantastic to say the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah so in the morn we woke up early and all, were enthu and ready to go. heck i was already asleep in the car. then my mum pressed the remote controller, and the gate dint work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-___________-, wtf its goota be my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;with him it worked like magic, without him the gate died. dam i bet its some defficiency in the male part of the ying and yang since he left, as such there is no equilebrium in our bloody house and everything breaks down. heheh my sis had a test today at 8 am :D. poor thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sad sia, cant get taxi, stone outside the house -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well yeah i still got to school by 740, thats not bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know, today was a good day by any standards. mas and lala dint come. i almost went bonkers when i heard that lala lim dint come. so happppii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah so slacked the first period (studied ting xie), slept for english,  was awake for ss, recess, slept for chinese, was awake during geog (copied the assign), lunch, fell asleep during the jazz crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;alternate sleeping today! so peaceful and serene....ahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well jazz crap after school killed me. so tired and sleepy. played ji gou pa with woo hanz (PWNS HIM)  and then we saw that shaun yap was looking at us, yeah so we slept. dam farni. its like i didnt care. lala wasnt there so i just slept for the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;really, i dont dig jazz, in fact i think it sucks. so yeah mr monteiro is a sucker. the singer isnt that good either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah tomorow is teachers day. i dont really care. i dont have any special liking for any teacher cept neo or boon huat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lala: err, donnit to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kuang: fat greasy and biyatchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chia: just plain boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;court: he doesnt know any names cept guang yarn -_-, and good morning buis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oei: no backbone, leaves a lot a lot to be asked of her. i dont think she has done a satisfactory job this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mr lau (issit lau?): our pe biophotonic man with cool chino look and the nice attitude. lets us play soccer wheeeeee.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yay! half day. NANYANG SUCKS! ESP BALDIE PRINCIPAL LIM POH SUAN. anyway mrs yee is not there anymore, while nobody else really remembers my name. yeah, so wadever. yeah i dont remember their names either so urm, lets just keep it that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;special daniao incident today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;not anything bad, just weird. we were all pulling each others ties and we were forming a massive bunch of people. yeah quanz got daniao involved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;da niao: ' oi, be nice to my tie'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;urm ok. weird but im not gonna say anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;posef never blog, makes me very sad. oh well. life sucks anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109387517544116869?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109387517544116869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109387517544116869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-gotta-be-fengshui.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109379738910572537</id><published>2004-08-30T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T00:36:29.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, it was a bad day. basically i got pwned by everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah so i fell asleep at 3 am and so i could not finish a lot of my math teachers hw. yeah so i asked my mum if i could skip church to do hw and she said no. yeah i was quite pissed because i knew that later on i would be screwed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i piahed my ass off from 1130 to 330, yeah was so tired. but the questions are dam long. i take like 1/2 an hour for each question. in the end what ive completed looks like nothing. yeah so i got destroyed by my tuition teacher. yeah she was uber-pissed. yeah. and since this has been pretty on-going today was the last straw and she told my mum she dint wanna teach me anymore because i had some attitude prob or sth. well during the tuition i was so tired and kinda irritated so i dint even smile once at her and gave her stone face. hmmmmph. yeah so i got pwnd by my tuition teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah after that my sis pwned me and scolded me &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah after that my mum pwned me and scolded me &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah after that my dad pwned me and told me to study (rare occasion where he tells you to hit the books) b4 he went fishing in darwin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah and after that my maids pwned me because they could watch lotr 1 and 2 consecutive, while i am doing my history of english. im dam annoyed by that and i want to kick their ass. like go up to the tv and rip out the chord, and say: go and do the f-king ironing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah my ama....well she pwns me everyday because i gotta do her bidding, because shes my grandma -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i was dam pissed at one time: i was thinking like who gives a shit about the ipod, give me a gun instead to blow my own brains out. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i was tired, so tired. was lacklustre, exhuasted mentally, in no mood to talk or smile, heck just so irritated. yeah wadever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah sarge told me something i didnt know, that kuang minuses 3 marks per late day. i was like knnb f*ck.  dam biyatch sia. wth ppl like me put in extra effort and then hand in late, end up getting less marks still. nvm its a matter of dignity, if my original mark is high then im content. :d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kuang sucks. shes strict and buggerish. fat kuang. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah you know my second dog pete? yeah he likes to drool, and then his saliva hangs from his mouth like a dam long globule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah one day my dad brought pete out for a walk, and some woman was just watching, and she asked my dad: "whats that noodle hes eating?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my dad like aburrrrr, 'its his saliva'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SO FARNI. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahahahah quanz pix in the LIfe! dint know his dad was the editor of Life!. so cool quanz playing soccer with his dad and bro. Life! editor loh KENG FATT. that is one er...unique name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okok nvm. quanz looks so cool in the pix, and his bro doesnt look as cool, i mean his bro doesnt even look as cool as keng fatt and his coolio leather shoes. :D nvm, quanz said its the hair. maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lit lecture monday 5-8. arunnna is crazy and at the end im gonna go crazy too. that woman is a pocker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ipod should be coming soon....yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109379738910572537?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109379738910572537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109379738910572537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-it-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109371511768004149</id><published>2004-08-29T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T02:04:08.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey dick helped me change the layout of my blog. yeah so its not laggy anymore. yay im really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i didnt know all my blog pics were in my asknlearn account. 39 of them too. o.0 only found out today. like wtf how come my pics are uploaded via asknlearn -_-. well i guess that caused the bad lag. well im a noob at this so dick got me this cool layout, apart from the small space its pretty good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUROUNI KENSHIN. HIIIIII YAAA! ILL SLASH YOU WITH MY REVERSE EDGED SWORD. CHOPPITY CHOP! SLASH! HIIII YAAA! IM SO COOL! ILL CHOP UP SHISHIO AND HIS FIREY CHARRRED BODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh i only watched the axn one so i donno the whole story. yeah wadever, its still nice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah had home-made pizza for dinner. quite nice. and its not low quality chicken like pizza hut, its beeeefff. Yeah! hawaian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah remember the kickass thriller staring jean claude van damme we saw on the bus to malaysia, 'in hell' ? yeah it was showing on hbo. brought back fond memories. haha quite funny to watch van dammes bad acting. van damme and arnold scwarshenegger are both really bad bad actors. all muscle and no brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the obvious question would be, why the hell is pecky bloging at 125 am. well basically i am doing my math tuition homework. i only have about 23 fu#king linear law graphs to draw plus 23 separate questions plus another bloody long exercise. its insane man, i take a hell lot of time to draw those graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but im not complaining, cause i leave this stuff to the last minute -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my other dog just came back from his honeymoon. everyone says he looks thin. well the obvious answer would be that he kinda overworked himself on his mate. well i bet sex takes up a bloody lot of energy. and i bet sandy doesnt know how to control his thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, wadever, more babies means more cute puppies to play with &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i am starting to have an immense dislike for my first maid gina. wtf shes like watching tv for dam long everyday. i mean the other maid is supposed to take care of ama so yeah if ama watches tv then might as well watch. but we dint ask gina to poke her dam nose in and watch along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-afternoon, come back from school, shes watching with ama and the other maid. its dam annoying. on other days when she isnt watching, i ask her to cook chips and she says she has ironing. coker leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-night shes addicted to the 7pm chinese serial and if she doesnt get to watch it she whines and sulks. and i remember once she got really pissed at me coz i dint let her watch. hell if i dint keep my self in check i would have shouted a few expletives at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-after i finish watching tv (which comprises the commercial time during chinese serial), she goes and watches again. knnb. and she changes the channel as she pleases. wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah my ama is just a brainless blur pok who gets manipulated around by bloody gina. seriously i think ama should just kick ginas ass when she changes the channel. my ama is still dam feisty hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;gina is lazy, never helps me find stuff, is always on her phone, and i bet she logs in more time on the tv than her housework. i just cant stand her blatant attitude. dam bugger. feena is more obedient and polite. that is the fundamental difference between a new maid and old maid, and an indonesian one and a filipino one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i was watching badminton at house carnival and i realised how much i missed the sport, the passion for it. yeah but anyway badminton has screwed up my life in so many ways, i have gotten more pain than joy from it. i mean the cca is dam shitty with fatass hamid and thinass mustafa. and please mustafa, reject training once a week is like telling me im a fucktard with no place in the cca. i dint turn on the cca. i went thru the degradation before the cca turned on me and told me not to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i cant and i wont turn back anyway. the school imports and imports players from sba till the lousy ones become floaters.yeah lip, lianghan, kangwei, have been implicated as well. its dam sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ahhh....the troubles of life are overflowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&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;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109371511768004149?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109371511768004149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109371511768004149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109371048056237774</id><published>2004-08-29T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T00:28:00.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. guest blogger. hi peck. hi everyone. sorry everyone. why though. no idea. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. *slash* presenting............. KENSHIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all from me =). heh. hi peck once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109371048056237774?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109371048056237774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109371048056237774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109361453704520848</id><published>2004-08-27T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:48:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah hey its friday. and friday sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey but math lesson rocked. priscilla lim like taught for like 15 min, then no body did the questions then she told us to do at that point in time and so we kinda slacked around for the rest of the lesson. yar rawked. better than having lesson where she would crap around and suan ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah math was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well chem was fun and all and we critiqued each others chem game. dam fun. i gave pay leon khees pocker game 22/24 and he did the same for me. yeah neo is a nice teacher la, apart from that voice. yeah nicer than a lot of otheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah pe was even funner. played soccer and i dint get injured. weird happening was when quanz kicked a ball dam hard straight into daniaos face like bam!. his glasses flew off. but for once i will commend daniao for not turning it into something big, and not turning it into a big hooha. yeah he just brushed himself off. so salute for daniao &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my sis was quite pissed at me last nite for like being so mean to daniao. and her reasoning is often correct that making my prejudiced views about daniao on my public blog is propoganda and reflects my low eq even more. yeah, cant say it doesnt. &gt;.&lt; haizz so watever ill try not to be so evillllll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was ok. drew stuff and went thru coastal thing. yaos drawing is insanely nice, and he shades everything nicely and makes my pocker shit look even shittier than it is already -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah in the afternoon was a-lit. fell asleep because its so bloody boring. then watched a bit of the crucible which is quite a stylo story and the acting is dam good. yeah, after which i went for a bit of house carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah being really irresponsible i wanted to pon mentoring. yeah so i was lazing about on the stadium steps for like 40 min just feeling the breeze and stoning. yeah then zheng hong came along and screwd me for being so irresponsible, because ryan d called me to inform me that he was the only one at mentoring. yeah ok im sorry but its so hard to get up and go. the real thing is ok and quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so under zhenghongs manipulation of my conscience, i took a taxi down to daqiao, and along the way to the bus stop i kinda said about 40 fucks. sorrry. yeah their exams were over so they were playing soccer. yeah i became the referee. quite alot of arguments and i had a hard time. but everything turned out so well. i my menteees pwnz. i dont know about a lot of you but these guys really make you smile, and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so my favourite mentee aidil was really pissed at halftime because he alleged that the other team was not playing fair. yeah i admit they were pretty rough. and to add fuel to the fire they were down 4-1. yeah so he cut me a deal he sulkily said that if there was one more incident of unfairness he would leave. so there was and he left for about 10 min. in this 10 min his side scored 2. yeah he came back to play and i say he had a good game. final score 5-3. yeah later he came up to me and said, 'sorry mentor for the trouble just now'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart melted man. they really have the balls to admit they are wrong and apologise. i find that uber mature and that many of us secondary school guys cant even do. and for that he really earned my respect. its so gratifying to be a mentor, your mentees show you alot of shit that could really boggle you and bowl you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i felt really good. redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to ri and zheng hong saw me and he actually gave me the authority to go and uber-screw sim bingwen because bingwen was playing tennis for bayley instead of going for mentoring. yeah and the irony of it is that bingwen is in charge of friday mentoring and hes the one supposed to keep ppl in check. hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah dont like simbing wen anyway, but i declined because i dint feel powerful enuff. let zh bambozzle him and pound him to pulp. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so why do i think this friday sucks. for no apparent reason actually i took a nap at 730 and woke up at like 845 . and i just felt irritated and cranky, because i have to do my history of english now. yeah so friday sucks . yeah just feel like a pocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posef so farni today. so scratchy. after recess posef was like scratching his head thruout geog lesson. so cool and farni. i was looking at him with much interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yappppiiiieeee got a cut on his forehead. makes him look cool. he looks even more poser and intimidating with the funky big plaster on his forehead. coolio yap. looks like a pirate! PIRATE YAPPIE. so cooool. looks so funky. yay yap pwns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah just had starbucks coffee and im still sleepy. dam they put in more shit than coffee beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109361453704520848?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109361453704520848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109361453704520848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/yeah-hey-its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109353809208911817</id><published>2004-08-26T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T00:44:45.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah. today was more exciting than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and the morning bitching session of lala lim continues. but this one had a funky twist to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well apparently, sarge put some pens into weisongs water bottle during geog lesson as a practical prank. yeah no one got hurt and nothing much happened, there was 0 risk factor. at the point of time the class just thought nothing of it. beats me how it leaked out, but yeah it kinda leaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so oei came to class, acting tough and all. hell yeah----oei serious....ask if there was anything bad which happened in class on tues or sth. yeah we were all thinking: woo something bad happened and we are gonna get screwed by oei for the first time. its kinda like good and bad. and like i thot finally oei had grown just that wee bit of backbone. so proud of you huang lao shi! -__- (at that time at least, hey at least she kinda looked like she was gonna blow up or sth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like everyone dint know what happened. and shaggy dint know and wenhao dint know. heck if those two good guys dont know nuthin, i dont think anyone happened. then dick kinda got the idea and said that sarge put pens in weisongs water. and the teachers said yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 seconds later...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.....huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh, i was just kinda amused. like woot! thats a new one to scold us on! and like nobody thot the hell about it including weisong himself until they brought it up. lmao. thats just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah oei kinda crumbled you know. like an oreo biscuit in milk.&lt;br /&gt;from ' i am the powerful huang lao shi!' to kinda like a puppet woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donno lala seems to be controlling her. like oei seems so monotonous when lala talks. like folds her arms and nods her head in agreement. its almost telepathic. dang its scary. oei the minion and lala the master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so lala went into a tirade into how such a small prank could lead to bigger things with dire consequences in the future, how we dint know the line and that we had crossed it, and the risk weisong was in, and making quite a ridiculous parallel to staples in sarge's vicks -_-!!. well today the class dint give what she wanted. and you know when ppl start to talk sense and lala cant answer she starts to shout. yeah shout incoherently. and when lala shouts it means shes correct. heheheh. for the first time in a long time the class was quite adamant and even weisong dint see the severity of the situation. and lala lost her last argument. yeah the victim just said he dint mind and he dint see anything in the prank. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala ended up condemning us again. saying she had given up hope on us. accordingly, minion oei complied and nodded her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reasonably irritated during the whole thing and only when i raised my opinion then she started shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pecky the valiant: 'but i think we know our boundaries and we wouldnt let wei...&lt;br /&gt;'THATSTEHPROBLEMWITH DI CLASS, ZE DONNO DI DEWEFFENCE BETWWEENNN WITE AND WONG; ZE DONWO WHEN WU KROOOS DI LINE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oei the minion :" shi de" ---dian tou---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite interesting heh. why we say that lala goes out of her way to make trouble for us.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. oei is the ghost....floating around the class......invisible to all.......words go through her but she cant think for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in assembly today desmond tan was talking bout cheating. well he has no right to say so until he goes thru what we go thru. we need the results, because without them we will die in the future. our workload is such that some of us cannot manage. as such we copy to survive. i wonder why so many teachers cannot see the logic of it until they realise that we are stifled so much by the stacks of assignments. hey we are just 15 yrs old and life isnt there for us to work away till its over. we are lazy, but we also do a substantial amount of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah we broke daniao today. broke thru thoses layers of ensure calcium buildup in his brain and reached the raw thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey we realised that daniao is extremely weak-minded and that hes really really dense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cle me, quanz, alwyn and karhan were in class. daniao was copying chem results from yanheng. or so it seemed. we charged forward and overloaded daniaos conformist brain system with some real good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, what about intellectual property!'&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, you are tresspassing into other ppls private work'&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, how can you copy other ppls work la!'&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, remeber what mrs priscilla lim told us this morning. a little prank will turn into a big one in the future. look at you now, whats gonna happen to you in the future!&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao, daniao, you are chem rep lar. ppl entrust you with their work and you abuse it'&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, im dam disappointed in you'&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, i cant believe you are cheating'&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, what is thisss!&lt;br /&gt;'wah lao daniao, and i thot you were a mugger who did his own work. i dint expect you to resort to copying la'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniaos rule-based brain experienced overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stood up immdiately in one swift motion, making gesturing motions with his file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SHADDUP YOU SHADDUP YOU SHADDUP SHADDUP SHADDUP. I CANNOT STAND IT ANYMORE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mission ensure acomplished. we have broken thru target daniao and discovered his weakness. school rules. the thing is reveres is ultimately his biggest weakness. mind games pwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam dudes. that was fun. me and quanz nearly laughed our guts out. because daniao dint even know it was a joke and he was taking it dam seriously and we were laughing and laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well shant divulge any more plans about complaining about lala on this blog for sake of confidentiality. but we are weighing factors out at the moment. it might be big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, canadian pizza on sale during recess. it really illustrates the kiasuism of singaporeans. all jostling for pizza at 2 bucks per piece. retarded. its cold, clammy, filled with dirt from all the hands. yuck. one look and i dint want to eat liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah afternoon i finished math assign with quanz, of which he had 2 useless talks with oei (minion) and shaun yap to alleviate his unreasonable library punishment. later he cleaned the classroom windows, another punishment. yeah i gave a bitta help because i was bored and quanz is a bit pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he needs to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) library duty 6 hrs WITH CHERYL YAP. WTF HELL IN A CELL&lt;br /&gt;2) clean classroom windows of 4 classes&lt;br /&gt;3) cut his hair (apparently his mum cut it quite haphazardly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well all came from lala. no surprises lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think every teacher has obligation on their part not to complain about their colleagues because to do that means insulting their own profesion. teachers are supposed to be role models and all and i do realise that it is incredibly hard to go against their fellow professionals because they will come under extreme gunfire. yeah i guess that is the real flaw in the school system. when it comes to the serious matters, teachers always gotta keep it politically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey its sad. yeah house carn tomorow. the assistant director of something beloved pecky who got 2nd last in X country wishes moorians the best of luck and hopes his committment and placing will give inspiration to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go buckley, at least get more than 5 points for the remaining events. kk?&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109353809208911817?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109353809208911817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109353809208911817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109345553956773255</id><published>2004-08-26T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T01:38:59.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;goodness gracious me, my blog is really really laggyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beats me how it got this way...im a newbie at coms and design and internet etc. maybe ask dick or kw for some help later on if like the blog starts to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well sorry guys i had to take off the weeman pix, dam it lags up my dam blog by a lot. quite funny though. if i can get some ppl to help me stop the lag yeah or make something to put all the pictures ill post it up for all to see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well today was a relatively pleasant day...why? yeah because there was no math. wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of course lalalim still bitched around interaction time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-scolded weiquan for missing out cleaning the whiteboard because he was on duty. ended up calling him too 'incompetent' to clean the board. screwed him for not cutting hair even though there is nothing wrong with his hair (rather she has the bad hair).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-posef was drawing something on his pencil case during interaction time and lala confiscated it dumped out all the stationary and gave posef back his pencil case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-said 'this is not a threat' , then proceeded to say they had run out of duty punishments for the class (hehe, the year is taken up eh?), and as such all bad behaviour would be included in cle grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;firstly, is that not a threat? it is obviously. __&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secondly, its ironic that shes including whatever shit in the cle grade. of what status is she to judge our character when she gets little respect from anyone, and is widely known as a bitch, or worse. hey i dont think her character is that of a leader, but rather a spoilt dictator with unethical principles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, i dont like daniao alot. really alot. hes just dense, and hes just...argh, an indescribable sense of disgust just wells up in me as i watch him. i mean, how can he be so ignorant of everything. dam hes so non-human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me and tiongs theory of lala and daniao---might have said this somewhere b4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) 2 gorillas took a big shit in 2 toilet bowls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) they flushed the toilet at EXACTLY THE SAME TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) in that one magical moment of sychronised shit swimming, a new portal of worlds opened up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) welcome...to the primordial soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) in that split second of magic, 2 figures slipped thru the realms of soup and ENtered INTO OUR WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) and out of each toilet bowl came one person each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) the first one, is obviously daniao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) the second one, is priscilla lim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see why the worlds not in equilibrium? damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quotes of daniao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'OI! EVERYBODY LISTEN TO K LEONG'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'OI! KUAIET!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'HUHUHUHUHUHUHUH' (low pitched montonous laugh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'HUH?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'whats wrong with being a mugger'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on the request for him to pull down his pants at least below stomach level (during lit play)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;' i prefer to keep it like this'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daniao what are you going to do when you get home (question on the half-day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;' mug'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daniao what do you do when you get home everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'mug'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daniao after dinner what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'mug'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'i go to sleep' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....its painful i tell ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ah yar...ignorance is bliss, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well during pe today i sustained an injury, as a valiant goalie i went out to punch away a sure ball which could have led to a sure goal. and quanz's head kinda brushed passed the ball and he headed my thigh instead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wtf dam it was painful. like really painful. like owie owie ouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah could hardly walk up the stairs after that. yeah took taxi home, my mum gave me a painkiller yeah its good now. heck, i can shake my leg already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah during english lesson for about 10 min kuang made me teach. yeah i dint know shit about topic sentences or thesis so i just played along and bs-ed my way thru. quite ok la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah we are trying to decide whether to complain against lala. shes really proven herself to be a bad teacher with no sense of concern for her students. yeah whats holding me back is actualy what came from my sis. yeah she said that putting lala under this sort of stress would be bad for her baby. yeah so why not think of baby instead of lala. hmm, yeah thats biting me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alwyn and quanz are pretty adamant on complaining and i really do not like her alot and shes really messed up my life. yeah, its a dilema. heh. on one hand i feel for the baby, on the other hand i feel for my classmates, and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wish oei would like do sth and stop fading into the background you know, she seems like a neutral party or the one that always agrees with lala. donno wassup with her. maybe shes being dominated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yay inter pwned fc basel 4-1 adriano scored 2 and recoba and stankovic scored 2 nice long rangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah i was watching the vid hi-lights on inter.it, the commentator is dam funny and bias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when inter scored he will launch into this frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHGOLAGOLAGOLAGOLAGOLAGOLAGOLAGOLAGOAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;siao! lmao. i was disturbed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rafflesian spotlight has been massively advertised. however i feel that perhaps the real thing wont live up to the hype around it? i mean i dont see many rafflesians that are willing to perform in public, or risk embarrassing themselves for that matter. i donno but i feel for ppl like yong who put in alotta effort into it. perhaps they might be disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heh. brutalities of life..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am screwed for hw. kuang sucks coz she dowan give extension for english project. evil kuang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109345553956773255?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109345553956773255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109345553956773255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/goodness-gracious-me-my-blog-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109335963224576080</id><published>2004-08-24T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T00:44:59.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah so today was an ok day. yeah because there was no math lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think the a-math ppl can actually understand how sucky e-math is, or how much we dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;using my leet math skill lemme make some calculations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) all the interaction times in the morning each week = one period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) 4 periods of math a week= 4 periods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) one period of cle = one period (doesnt matter if combined or not, lala is still watching us like a pregnant hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kk altogether 6 periods which means 6 hours of suffering in the lala hellhole. which is quite shitty la and annoying. esp with those haolian 3M muggers like mayank soni who cant stop talking and answering questions enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah those with shaun yap say hell yeah and thank god and give offerings. if you dont have a god, then get one and thank him anyway, yeah because its something to thank god about. hell yeah. if you dont wanna get a god or any crap liddat because you are an atheist, then what the heck go worship daniao and offer ensure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because you are bloody lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah in the morning lala was in bitch mode. she made posef take rags to clean the table. esp the teachers table simply because he did not fulfil his punishment yesterday for not doing duty, even though he did it later. yeah so watever. poor posef....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont think that cleaning tables is nice or anything, yeah so lala is a bitch&lt;br /&gt;yeah i dont know how many times i said that, but hey ill say it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i really want to know whos the dumb pocker who came up with the rule of cleaning the classroom b4 school, during recess and after school. how insane is that. how dirty can a dam class get -_- sheesh, look at the mayhem lala has made out of it. pocker coker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well during bio sth funky happened. there was a lot of seat moving. yeah eesin moved behind me, then shermon ong karhan moved to eesins place. well while karhan was rumaging thru his stuff at the front, me and posef moved and koped the places behind quanz and woohan, which included eesins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as such, karhan was seatless. after a short exhange of words, and some brainless court intervention (e.g. what are you doing?) , karhan moved to my place grudgingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but shermon ong karhan was in angry tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah lotsa ppl went to comfort him, including posef who obviously felt guilty as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thot otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face just changed from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:$ ----&gt; :/ ------&gt; 0.O ------&gt; -___- ------&gt; :] ---------&gt; :) --------&gt; ;) ------&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i didnt feel obliged at all to go up to comfort him or say sorry or watever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....firstly, what in the world is he crying about. like dotz la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry for what! what the hell! a person with 0 eq crying because he doesnt get his own way tells a lot about him. hes the one being selfish all the time about all his stuff and refusing to do anything and now hes crying over nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it....the world is wonky, i mean boys do cry but over a seat during bio lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...karhan you are simply not setting your priorities right....save your tears for something more worth it....like begging for mercy when someone finally whacks you when you run your smart-alec mouth too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was more intrigued than anything to see karhan cry eh...oh wahteever that counts for incident of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah tuition with wally was good. ended up training his capteh skills after learning about mass-wasting....but hes pretty good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey good stuff i passed physics 16/25 its quite good for my standard la. im the fail kind. oh well, strive on. yrp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;internazionale fc vs fc basel, yeah hope inter can win it. they totally outclass basel on paper, and lets hope it really plays out later. yeah gogo nerazzurri. rawk on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah! quanz, posef, dick, yao, sian, wooohan, shaggy, shaun liu, zhong, sarge, eesin (funky bugger!), bong, ky, zhenghong, kangwei, tiong, komrade, xb, beta, wally, eechong, lip, yong, yap, liboon, pay, bay all rawk my sox! yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its a pity that along the 4 year secondary journey you get detached from so many frens, good frens. yeah but you make new ones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good ones as well. its sad and happy at the same time i guess. so yeah. &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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109335963224576080?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109335963224576080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109335963224576080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/yeah-so-today-was-ok-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109327011130031821</id><published>2004-08-23T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T22:08:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah today was monday....as usual monday morning blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah shouldnt have talked about my sh*t yesterday. not only are these things strictly private, i have only served to raised intrigue into my ass among other issues and how big the shit actually was (xb -_-)...which is rather sensitive (obviously). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another lala big biyatch day, with assistant bigass daniao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well yeah for the first 30 min of assembly was free period coz lala dint come then shaun liu and weiquan went to toilet to talk, and it so happened that lala popped in. yeah so they got screwed. typical lala style. bi*ch about nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but what i really feel was really too much was that she chose to shame alwyn in class about his academic detention. i was deeply shocked and angered when she made him stand up, blatantly saying that she had been talking to mrs ng a.k.a alwyns mum. not only did she embarrass him by stating the obvious, rhetorical questions and the constant reiteration of his mistakes, she also made him embarrass himself by repeating watever mistakes she made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she also pointed out that he was not allowed to go for any cca crap, while also saying that he had a lot to account to his mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its too much, i have to say. in this instance she has seriously crossed the line. not only does she have no right to put down alwyn in public disgrace, her words have shown some fucking insensitivity and obvious intent in making him feel bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and shes just treating it like a joke or sth. the point is that no one was laughing except for that bastard daniao whos head is full of shit and ass full of ensure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah like its just plain overdoing it. like dont fucking be so blatant. its like she might have pre-natal depression or sth but even then no one with any sort of values would do such a thing. i pity alwyn. hes not a bad guy, just a little impulsive and lazy thats all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well back to the topic of daniao. again we have proven that his eq is 0 and he cant feel for people, in this sense i reaffirm my loss of respect for daniao and i would pretty much put him in the same league as lala. well hes reallly a bastard with no life, no frens (gargoi?????), no feelings, no eq and no respect from anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah back to the weiquan shaunliu case. apparently lala has alleged that she was gonna tell paul lim or sth. she obviously blew up the matter. it took some huang lao shi help to stabilise the situation. and now quanz and shaun liu need to clean the windows of all the classes. yeah, donno just feel that shes out to waste ppls time you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then f*ck daniao and lala and they dont give me a good impression, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well on to other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i messed up ss test. yeah dint finish and got one source wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;messed up geog test. 13.5/25  yeah i dint know that day had one and i guessed one form of weathering wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;failed math quiz....which is quite crap lar actually....just dint have time to draw the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah did well for tingxie but tingxie counts for nothing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well....tuition with wally tomorw, maybe that can perk me up or sth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah me and quanz need results for the car speed readings. anyone whos generous enuff to give us results for the car thingy pls just send it over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:danpeck@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;danpeck@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bloody hell la, we are in deep shit for math thingy, and we are still playing kol and discussing fantasy football -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109327011130031821?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109327011130031821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109327011130031821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/yeah-today-was-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109318624455313126</id><published>2004-08-22T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:50:44.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jia wei lost again....lost her semi final 1-4.  its just sad and annoying that her her skill dint reflect her ranking. shes just screwing up under pressure... yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its kinda sad you know...the whole irony of li jia weis situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone wants to support her and back her up for the thing and this ends up putting a hell of a lot of pressure on her to perform. the weight of a small country on a persons shoulders is still pretty dam heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well, singaporeans just have the tendency to drop dead at the final hurdles of the olympics. because history is weighing down on them to perform. look at jiawei, playing like a kokerwoman, missing every shot against a korean we dont even know who chops the dam ball back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;deja vu eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sydney 2000: jing junhong lost in the 3rd place playoff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;athens 2004: li jia wei lost in the 3rd place playoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its an uncanny and freeky resemblence between the younger and older generation. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its just a sad end to susilo and jia wei, the golden couple of singapore sports scene. not only do they get zero glory, they dont even get some dam monies to build a house for their marriage &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actually there is no equality in the singapore scene: check out the lee family dominance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as long as kuan yew is still there, they are gonna pwns everyone. and lky is a feisty man who doesnt ever look like hes gonna die anytime soon. choky tongy was just warming the seat for loongs ass. yeah and loong knows that his ass has gotta grow a whole lot larger if he wants to cover as much ass space as daddy does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well yeah, had home-made nasi lemak for dinner today. really not bad. ate quite a bit...but what happened later shocked my lights out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah i felt uber-full so i went to take a shit. wtf the shit that came out wass the biggest banana shit i ever seen in my life. -_________-!!!!!  wtf, sick dude. like awe and amazement combined with disgust. i have created a monster! yeah i almost forgot to flush the toilet lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah just been reading posefs blog. holy moly hes honest dudes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well he was just talking about bashing up his bro today...:) nice guy posef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well funkily enuff, i havent bashed my sis for a long time. im no advocator of violence. actually i was a violent bugger  until quite some time ago, where my sis got a cut on her forehead from her metal hairband after i was kinda whacking her dam hard. yeah i got caned and i came to the resolve that i shouldnt be hitting my sis, and that usually im the one who gets caned -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah....those were the days. the immature days where i beat ppl up in true intent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well the most amazing bashing ive done was on cny eve. went my aunts house for steamboat. in the car my sis pissed me off and then i pissed her off. so she hit me once we got out of the car. now my sis is by no means weak. in fact she can pwn alot of guys in strength. well i lost it for a while and i whacked her dam hard &lt;em&gt;three times. &lt;/em&gt;yeah it looked like it really hurt and she started to cry silently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i commend her because she composed herself and dint tell my parents. And we had a good time that night. that was one of the turning points where i decided not to whack my sis because shes a nice person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i appreciate it. hell yeah!&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109318624455313126?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109318624455313126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109318624455313126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/jia-wei-lost-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109309275447247511</id><published>2004-08-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T20:52:34.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sorry guys the bloody tagboard is lagging up the blog so yeah bear with it and dont get the impression that the blog is down or sth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah slept late today. like i was supposed to study for tuition. and so i slept and woke up every half an hour to study for like 5 min. that happened from 730 to 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. seriously. at 12 the maid came in to call me for lunch. and i thot hey thats so cool maybe lao shi is not coming today. yay. i was so cheerful and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 1215.....she cheerfully walked in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i heard her sharp voice pierce my house.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well my lao shi is a nice teacher. and i have gone thru that routine for the whole year where i dont study anything. heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that surfed the net and took a short nap...b4 attending wallys church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah everyone was so enthu and everything. jumpin up and down screaming, and blaring drums and music. i just stoned you know. i felt so stifled and duh....half-way thru the worship i got a really bad headache (guess from where!). i was quite annoyed with teh speaker...she was so repetitive and irritating. treats the congregation like we are MINDS kids liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno. now i still have a liddle bit of headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i was stoning...and stoning....and just feeling bored out of my socks and hungry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and me and wally were arguin about whether you shd wear long pants to church -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on to better things. guess wats for dinner. OXTAIL. WTF HOLY MOLY DUDES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE ITS SO BLOODY NICE MAN....too bad todays one was burnt so little gravy.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE TASTE IS HEAVENLY DUDE. LIKE I DINT KNOW OX"S TAILS COULD TASTE SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i ate and i ate and i ate somemore. soooo gooood. ahhhhhh. chomp chomp chomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more rice!&lt;br /&gt;more oxtail!&lt;br /&gt;more gravy!&lt;br /&gt;more coke!&lt;br /&gt;repeat!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN! IM HYPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...i dint know oxtails could get so big. hmmm...but anyway its dam nice.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think anything could beat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah heard that jia wei lost 4-3 after being 3-1 up. bitter blow i guess. poor thinggggyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope she wins her 3rd place playoff and win a medal for sad sad singapore (triple alliteration!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever i can imagine susilo and jia wei sobbing in each others arms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susi: boo hoo i beat lin dan but i still lost to a guy whose name i cant pronounce &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaw: boo hoo i beat wang nan but i lost to some kokerwoman who is 40th in the word &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;susi and jiaw together: boo hoo hoo.....we both lost.....now we dont get any monies &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh shant be evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks dudes!&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109309275447247511?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109309275447247511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109309275447247511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-so-sorry-guys-bloody-tagboard-is.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109301573485352205</id><published>2004-08-20T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:34:33.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry guys...decided to delete the last 2 posts. thot it kinda marred my blog.&lt;br /&gt;heheeh...shall keep the dirty thoughts to myself eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its been a lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morn....kuang destroyed us for talking during philo. sorry quanz you took most of the rap. well in one of her usual tirades she went on with the flowery language and self-righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you are detracting from the community of learning' --deep look--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently during the lesson she said 'we are just skimming the surfaces of these topics' --enthusiastic look--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly her stance had changed later on 'guys im so tired. philo really takes so much out of me :( :( :(' -pitiful look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i empathise with her a whole lot la. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' guys you have two choices...you can either talk about what you want later...or you go out of my class and talk....im perfectly fine with that' -serious look-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww....dont worry miss kuang....we wont do it ever ever ever ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehheh. fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually me and quanz were crapping about figures of our imagination lol. quite funky. like everyone was a figure of our imaginations, including kuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'quanz, you are a figure of my imagination and thus i am your master' yeah! rox&lt;br /&gt;'disappear, you figure of my imagination!'&lt;br /&gt;b4 the scolding, 'peck, can you make the figure of your imagination go away?'&lt;br /&gt;after the scolding.... 'dont worry quanz, that was just a figure of our imagination'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS posef his article got published so pro! plus they added in a funky pix to substantiate his funky points. yeah! our star writer possie mosie. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lala lims lesson was no different from any other. again i sat on the floor to finish off my corrections and i know im gonna fail the graph quiz because i dint have any time. surprisingly though, a lot of ppl failed the kinematics quiz, which i scrapped. heh&lt;br /&gt;i got some funky streak going on where i cant just have a normal lesson where i just sit on my chair throughout the whole lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit lesson was ok....fell asleep. then went chem remedial and did nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went mentoring. at first i thot i was destroyed 1 on 13. lol den the beloved sim bing wen came and i ended up taking 7. ok lar. then went macs ate some cheeseburgers then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well andrew day rox my sox. attitude sia! i like his no-guilt kinda mentality. like point third finger in kuangs class. i think she caught a whiff of that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thurs was car wash. quite fun. woohan is sly and devious. i ended up being soaked from thigh down, thanks to my blurness -_-. then just went around distributing newspaper etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was woohans b-day. quite cool he got free ice-cream at swensons. yeah we had topless fives and i got coconut ice-cream (randomised) . yelch. i acidentally knocked over kevins water. :D so kool. den they played coin soccer on the tables. quite cool. but as usual the swensons bishan staff are in slow motion. yay happy b-day woohan. nice guy with coolio abs and funky personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i dint know posef had 2 sisters. and one of them has a urm...well.....urm....Unique...name&lt;br /&gt;abigail -_- okok watever, i shant be mean coz posef is a very nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;posefs bro timothy sounds like a fearsome small dude. woot. attitude sia. just like andrew day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod or zentouch? or wait for i-river....you tell me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a liddle crazy tonite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fallacious argument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)lala is a b*tch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)lifes a b*tch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) therefore lifes a lala OR lala is life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dotz..... holy moly that is one creepy revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf am i writing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey actually its an interesting thought, but could pregnant women bounce on their tummys? i mean imagine lala bouncing about on her tummy. urrghhh. scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human mind is so scary and limitless. its those ppl like daniao that really need help, because their minds are so inflexible and useless. i just dont understand why they cant understand this fact. maybe they are stuck in a vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why some ppl have such low eq. i mean they are so different from posef, quanz, dick, sian, yao. they just dont know when to stop crapping and shut-up or to stop pissing ppl off with their hao-lian character. its like you get marks which are dam high and twice of other ppls score, but yet you crap about how low you got. and you treat misfortune like a joke and go around prodding people with annoying remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shermon, thats why ppl dont like you, thats why you cross the line, thats why people have given up trying to shut you up. we dont even want to bash you up, we are ignoring you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniao....well daniao....maybe hes just ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh wadever....i cannot understand why alot of the ri muggers are like that. they are so pissifying. and it is because of people like shermon and daniao that the gep gets such a bad image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on guys, dont leave ri with your gpa 4 and a shitload of nothing in the emotional crevasse in your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i admire k.leong for his effort. i know he has tried to loosen up alot and i appreciate it, thats why im not making life hard for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-serious pecky- my goodness i sound pretty dam profound&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109301573485352205?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109301573485352205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109301573485352205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109250723625581084</id><published>2004-08-15T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T02:15:25.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i am severely disappointed with liverpool's draw with tottenham on the opening day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i am bitterly annoyed. how come pool always mess up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, tottenham have a coach who cant even speak english. and liverpool completely outclass tottenham on paper. i was expecting a thrashing. again, i was disappointed by pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i shall now look to the serie a and my beloved internazionale fc. onward mancini. inter milan shall destroy all next season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this morn i went to attend the hcjc installation. yeah the audio was a bit funny but other than that was pretty ok. my funky sis was tilting her head to one side while making her speech and her tone was completely messed up by audio. at the end they did some funky out of the world dance. and me and lip were like -_-!!, then we laughed our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept down the appetite at the reception, just 2 curry puffs and 5 small cream puffs and 2 cups of drink. good work pecky. excellent control of appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like sundays. sundays are when you piah your ass off, its when i have math tuition, its when my mum starts scolding me alot, its when you prepare to see priscilla lim again on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey for like the first time in 2 years, i actually went jogging on my own. woot! too bad it was the saddest run of my life (actually not really, but nvm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran quite a bit b4 stopping to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.....run.....stop.....run....stop.....run....stop....run....stop.....run....stop....run....stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i reached home. wow. my fitness pwns all dude. i was red faced. and after cold cold bath i sweated for like 15 min coz my body was still quite hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those noobs out there, take a good lesson from this, that if you pon cca for 8 months and eat your ass off you become a pecky. a pecky is someone who is well.....fat to say the least. AND HE SUCKS AT RUNNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have officially added alwyn to my dont-like list. he irritates me. not just his busty body, but the way he abuses his mouth and his power. hes like daniao with zero eq and a goondu look, except that they are on opposite sides of the sleep spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that lala lim gets diahorea on monday and she does not come to school&lt;br /&gt;i pray that daniao falls off his bed and does not come to school&lt;br /&gt;i pray that kuang gets diahorea on monday and she does not come to school&lt;br /&gt;i pray that chia woman gets diahorea on monday and she does not come to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if lala lim does come to school (hopefully not),&lt;br /&gt;i pray that she does not notice that i have not handed in remedial hw from last week and last last week, even though remedial is on monday&lt;br /&gt;i pray that liverpool can get a win&lt;br /&gt;i pray that man u beats chelsea and mourinho gets sacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please god...just this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ah...why cant lala just take maternity leave ah?&lt;br /&gt;why cant huang lao shi just tell lala that she sucks, instead of keeping quiet all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm the wonders of life. wondering, wondering.&lt;br /&gt;i donno why, whenever i dont have anything to blog about, it always comes back to why lala sucks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day-----" i am, indeed, a fat fly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the one and only, pecky&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109250723625581084?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109250723625581084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109250723625581084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-i-am-severely-disappointed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109240486234869667</id><published>2004-08-13T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:47:42.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well sorry for crapping so much yesterday. i really was not in a good mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i realised that i cant keep blogging. i need inspiration to blog and so i may not blog everyday yah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well today was math car physics experiment, me and quanz failed to get any results, which again means we have to fabricate more results. actually to be honest we are really dead and screwed. i dont know how we are going to fake values for our car motion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey lala sent alwyn and gc out of the lab today. wtf i really dont care about her anymore, i dont think any teacher could get worse than her. just that at the end of each year she might question: did anyone like me? anyone? why issit i get nothing but shat on teachers day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no, not even kleong. ok maybe daniao because hes ignorant and he likes every teacher cause its in the rulebook.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey they ran out of duty punishments so yeah they are making ppl stand outside the staffroom for recess. duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in chem lab we witnessed the successful quanz pecky experiment which resulted in no casualties whatsoever. we were extra vigilant and careful today. too bad everything strikes an equilibrum in the blur club. we happily inaugerated posef, blur club member to the higher rank of  a breaker as he broke something (i think a funnel) while cleaning up, much to our amusement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;neo was pleased. none of the pH thingys got broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well for re we are very screwed. it was due on wed, kuang destroyed us and we were supposed to hand up today.  but ryan d dint have it ready. yeah so we are uber destroyed and kuangs gonna flatten us with her ass. yeah and today me and zheng went library and i bs ed my way and added in one more page to weilips reflection. heck i was adding in cheesy stuff and crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arunna is getting frustrated with the a-lit. the lessons are always very and always getting disrupted. so next week she wants lit on mon, tues, thurs and fri. pro eh?            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well tomorw im going hcjc interact installation. my sis is becoming president so i wudnt miss it for the world. yeah her big day, shes been working hard for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah wadever, nothing funny happened today. yeah, it was a boring friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109240486234869667?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109240486234869667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109240486234869667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-sorry-for-crapping-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109231970425482484</id><published>2004-08-12T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:48:35.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a bad day. actually just the first half was the shits lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, everyone thought it would be an average lala biyatch day with her biyatching around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the unexpected happened and lala turned into a real petty bitch and was shitting us around the class all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, lala got a new hairstyle (holy moly, bad bad bad. you see it and you laugh :d). not only does this accentuate her enormous pregnant tummy, and make her look even pudgier. hey not pudgier. &lt;strong&gt;piggier&lt;/strong&gt;. posef made an observation with astounding accuracy, that lala looks like a spoilt little &lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt; girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again fat is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, thats the truth. -- and the truth can hurt--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incident 1 ---more than typical bitchiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna hand up zhong and sarges assignments, heh then all out of the blue lala told me off and told me to put them where they should be. NOW. and go and clean my face ( apparently dick had drawn something far bigger than i had anticipated) NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like...okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took a slow leisurely walk downstairs, and handed in the assignments and then strolled pass the classroom to the toilet where i spent a good amount of time cleaning myself, admiring my good looks. hey morning air is fresh, im happy. but that is still bitch behaviour 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk into class and half the ppl are sitting on the floor, i ask around and to my surprise im also supposed to sit down! i suppose thats good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, making ppl sit on the floor is typical biyatch behaviour. so that doesnt count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitch incident 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our hypothesis is this. that apparently, lala lim also recognises and knows that the new hairstyle is actually quite shitty and makes her look, well quite hideous. thus shes in a cranky mood, and decides to pick on other ppl who failed haircheck and have not cut their hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor sarge and jieliang got scolded etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she went into a screwy tirade on how they shd only give one day for them to cut hair and that she should be allowed to cut their hair , coz thats what they do in neighbourhood schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw off bitch. making a shitload out of nothing. all her arguments are f*cked up and unfounded and she still goes on and on. dam insenstitive shit who says what she wants when she wants and doesnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cruel irony is that---her new hairstyle is the worst possible catastrophe ri has seen in recent history. hell, i bet if headmaster saw it he'd turn to stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*CK YOU UGLY FATTY. TRY AND TAKE A LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR B4 THE GLASS SHATTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise but im quite angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bitch incident 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yip and weiquan were having their own little war game in the middle of the class. and lala saw them and sent them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-heh-, saw a happy smirk on yips face eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same, sending boys out of class is bitchiness, although i do envy them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSSIBLE EXPLANaTIONS to the unusual bitch behviour today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) famous theory----the bad haircut.&lt;br /&gt;2) the babys kicking her ass&lt;br /&gt;3) her husband finally realised he made the wrong choice&lt;br /&gt;4) something essential fell out that morning, which shouldnt have (hmmmm) (unlikely)&lt;br /&gt;5) shaun yap said she looked ugly?&lt;br /&gt;6) everyone said she looked ugly&lt;br /&gt;7) hey she realised she was ugly&lt;br /&gt;8) its gotta be that baby blues. lets hope the little bugger doesnt make mum his role model&lt;br /&gt;9) lala was not getting her usual cute smiles from, melvin, mayank and co.&lt;br /&gt;10) hey its lala just raising the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey some interesting facts about lalas tyrannical reign over 3L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the duty list for the rest of the year is full already. how task-orientated!&lt;br /&gt;2) nobody likes her&lt;br /&gt;3) she is biased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, went to eat topless 5 with yong, jiahui and dick at j8 today. service quite bad but nvm, the cost is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok maybe im wrong, a topless 5 from swensons is indeed unfilling.&lt;br /&gt;hey but even for a fat girl thats still greedy, and thats after a meal dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this post was done in a fit of anger, i apologise for crude language, but hey it could be much worst. i took out all the fucks or other sexual references which could make you sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109231970425482484?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109231970425482484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109231970425482484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/bad-day-it-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109215619095677410</id><published>2004-08-11T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T00:43:10.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a small add on for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird happenings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) when me and my sis were on my way to nydc in holland v, we saw this plump woman talking animatedly on the handphone. then she missed a step on the corridor and fell onto her knees. i was expecting like 'aahhhhhhhhhh!' of agony...it looked dam pain la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy moly she just said ouch and continued to talk into her handphone, she got to her feet and continued walking (talking on the handphone of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my sis were like o.0  o.0 o.0 -_- -_- -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my sis asked my dad to buy her an orange hi-lighter. wow he bought her 4 hi-lighters. but none of them were orange! -_- hows that for irony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) the hole puncher jammed when my mum was using it and she started cursing it and calling it a stupid fool.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) my sis is tone deaf and she dont know it, shes been singing all day -_-. im in pain dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) my first maid is dam lazy la. watch tv, make phone call, sms. the other day she wanted to &lt;strong&gt;borrow my phone to SMS&lt;/strong&gt;. i was just like o.0 -_- wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr...ok.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys go swenson, they got topless 5 icecream for like $1.39 (5 scoops of ice-cream). dam that stuff is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) me and my sis were sharing a topless 5 ice cream quite happily. how nice. and at the opposite table sat a family. we noticed that the fat girl was eating a topless 5 ice-cream all by herself -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf no wonder shes so bloody fat. i mean im fat and i admit it, and im happy &lt;strong&gt;sharing &lt;/strong&gt;5 scoops of icecream but she is just blatant greed. wtf her pot belly has gotta be twice of mine man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually nothing much happened today lar. nothing much to talk about anyway&lt;br /&gt;tomorow is physics test and i dont know shit. trust boon huat to come up with such an ingenious test on moon landings and rockets which i know nuts about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;ill accept that as a proper excuse for failing&lt;br /&gt;hehehhee. its all about perspective eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109215619095677410?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109215619095677410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109215619095677410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-small-add-on-for-yesterday-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715155.post-109206062483706613</id><published>2004-08-09T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:11:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey its national day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously everyones just excited about the holiday, who gives a cok about singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt matter if there are fireworks or not, singapore still sucks everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah slept late, till about 9.15, then took a nap from 1200-1350. then i went to kinokuniya with my family. wtf the queue really long coz storewide discount 20%. hahaha their announcements first in english, then chinese, den japanese. quite funky lar. my sis bought some books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey for dinner we had popiah! in fact everyone was so caught up in the popiah that no one gave a shit about national day. like everyone was just eating and eating and eating and national day kinda blended into the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course yours truly was vigilent enuff to witness the national day, along with his sis. i have made some extraordinary observations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Boon lay secondary is full of losers. their performance was quite cok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) when the ministers came, the first thing they did was to rummage through their goody pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) lee hsien loong looked comical because he tried wearing the cap which was too small for his head. i almost laughed my ass off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) lim hng kiang looked like he was trying to have fun, but he failed miserably. poor guy gets totally dethroned for sars, now a loser in PM's office, and he still needs to look cheerful on national day. give him a break la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) s.r. nathan looked dam constipated throughout the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1830---arival of nathan. constipated&lt;br /&gt;1845---inspection of continengents. constipated&lt;br /&gt;2000---singing of songs. he dint even stand up, he looked really realy constipated&lt;br /&gt;he looked dam grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, shant pry into sensitive matters, maybe he really needed a shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) jj lin is seriously gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) those 3 children singing home were even gayer. i dont like their fake smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) i think the choir overdid it this year. trying to be extra and do stupid stuff like rap, sounds bad and fails to let the audience join in. munneru valiba sounded real weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) sm lee pwns all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) for once, pm goh pwnz sm lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone from pap sees this ill prolly be exiled to the ends of this earth. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that watched singapore idol. pretty funny i have to say. poor tenor from shanghai crying after he got destroyed by the judges. but gurmit singh was dam fake by trying to act like his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought ken lim was the most coolio and serious and the most professional. dick lee and florence lian were quite sadistic and evil. thought oliverio was looking too much for attitude/style rather than voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like the guy who was so quiet that no one could hear anything and they put on tv that that was the actual volume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like the guy who stripped down to his underwear for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like the guy who sang lemon tree. better than hung i think. reminds me of daniao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like the girl who cried and cried and cried b4, during and probably after the auditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like the guy with attitude problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are all funny and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weird happening of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second noob maid was trying to catch the naughty dog and he was running away. then she grabbed his tail and pulled it dam hard. ouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor pete.&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAHhHAHahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715155-109206062483706613?l=agapong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109206062483706613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715155/posts/default/109206062483706613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agapong.blogspot.com/2004/08/hey-its-national-day-today-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022166302429130954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
