<?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-1347871100544934227</id><updated>2012-02-01T15:06:31.621+08:00</updated><category term='relinks'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='basically'/><category term='overseas'/><category term='lol.'/><category term='lot 1'/><category term='voiceless'/><category term='edulearn'/><category term='quizzie'/><category term='ramdiz singers'/><category term='short post'/><category term='iamfeelingmoodlessatthemoment'/><category term='laugh.'/><category term='[:'/><category term='untitled'/><category term='spammer'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='one more paper 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dead'/><category term='domo'/><category term='poo xD'/><category term='headache'/><category term='baggy uniform -.-'/><category term='cbox'/><category term='choir'/><category term='Madagascar 2'/><category term='malaysia.'/><category term='finished blogskin'/><category term='neos'/><title type='text'>Heheh :3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347871100544934227.post-230636226880877200</id><published>2011-06-13T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:15:13.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titleless</title><content type='html'>I dun login MSN naoadays :)&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me why&lt;br /&gt;I for one, also dk why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-230636226880877200?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/230636226880877200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/230636226880877200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2011/06/titleless.html' title='Titleless'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8205090709792448158</id><published>2010-12-28T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T17:43:29.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtfffz i am so bored nao T_T (anyone talk to me please? :D) LOL KIDDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BRO IS PLAYING FARMERSTORY NAO I CANNOT DO ANYTHIIIIIINGGGGGZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I sound like I have a seizure HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8205090709792448158?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8205090709792448158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8205090709792448158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/wtfffz-i-am-so-bored-nao-tt-anyone-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2705189625983514574</id><published>2010-12-24T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T22:22:29.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry xmas :)</title><content type='html'>"A pretty girl can kiss a guy, a bird can kiss a butterfly, the rising sun can kiss the grass, but you my friend, yes you, you can &lt;b&gt;kiss my ass&lt;/b&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is actually one of the shittiest moment in this year, shall not elaborate on it I guess. I had to wake up super early again (9am) to go to BPGHS for some weird Art Elective Programme interview. Dammit my parents are all for it, while I am .. not really you can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED SCREWING THE INTERVIEW UP AND I SUCCEEDED! HEH HEH (insert voldemort's evil laff here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... now I come to think of it, there are shitloads of people in your life who will piss you off so badly in just one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I'm a very self-composed person (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s tomorrow is christmas (insert heart here)! It is actually NOT the celebration of the birth of Jesus. I'm serious, even though I have no say in any of this ... Sorry to burst everyone's bubble xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2705189625983514574?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2705189625983514574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2705189625983514574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/pretty-girl-can-kiss-guy-bird-can-kiss.html' title='merry xmas :)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2857520491565103408</id><published>2010-12-23T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T22:26:15.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Is Average</title><content type='html'>HEH HEH I went to BPGHS today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future sec school .. or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I unintentionally got selected for some weird Art Elective programme thingy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2857520491565103408?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2857520491565103408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2857520491565103408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-life-is-average.html' title='My Life Is Average'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3371293405539174680</id><published>2010-12-20T09:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T09:07:13.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled .. not.</title><content type='html'>HI OMG I woke up so early today, credits to my alarm clock :D Still feeling kinda groggy and bleary-eyed now LOL I LOVE SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so anyway the main reason I woke up early is cause im going to Jodie house for bball. So, if I happen to oversleep (which I do on many cases) and I'm not present, she will personally kill me. Sounds bad eh&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL I was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh bye~ I'm off to play farmerstory, which Huiwen intro me to. MUHOHOHOh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3371293405539174680?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3371293405539174680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3371293405539174680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/untitled-not.html' title='untitled .. not.'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-6718226074468261818</id><published>2010-12-10T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:30:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehohohaha</title><content type='html'>HIIIIIII, right now it's 2226 hours, aww I think I just missed 2222! HAHAHHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er well, I came here to post cause my life is so.damn.shitty at the moment with nothing much to entertain meh. I wake up at 12pm everyday (unless otherwise stated), slack off in front of the good old computer at the afternoon and watch tv at night. Freaking lifeless, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO ORLANDO I WANT TO GO ORLANDO I WANTTTTTT TO GO ORLANDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note that every single letter is typed by meh, no copy and paste!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lame of meh. Oh shit I shouldn't have said the word 'lame', cause it's a violation against the American Disabilities blah blah Act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be a good kia! Byebye, everyone say goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-6718226074468261818?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6718226074468261818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6718226074468261818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/hehehohohaha.html' title='Hehehohohaha'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2770961061126079982</id><published>2010-12-08T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:47:51.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh whyyy</title><content type='html'>Learn to move on. Life is not predictable, but it will never go the way you wanted it, when you want it to. Even if you make it so. Don't be an asshole, cause you are irritating the crap outta me. Do you think I would honestly give a damn? No, you were the one who made a gigantic fuss out of it. Cut the crap pls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2770961061126079982?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2770961061126079982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2770961061126079982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-oh-whyyy.html' title='Why oh whyyy'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2422443283058245516</id><published>2010-12-07T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T14:14:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here to post again</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking surprised somebody still reads my blog despite its shitiness HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2422443283058245516?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2422443283058245516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2422443283058245516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-to-post-again.html' title='Here to post again'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4492555497965979291</id><published>2010-12-03T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:19:25.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHIHI Everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my latest obsessions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) UNSTOPPABLE HIGH KICK&lt;br /&gt;2) The simpsons season20 DVD that I bought from Hongkong (insert happy words here)&lt;br /&gt;3) MAPLE! not anymore HAHA&lt;br /&gt;4) The simpsons game on my pc!!&lt;br /&gt;5) The game Unblock Meh in my brother's galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE, don't worry, if you do not understand 80% of what I'm saying you are perfectly normal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4492555497965979291?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4492555497965979291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4492555497965979291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/hihihihi-everybody-now-for-my-latest.html' title=''/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-510610443310905973</id><published>2010-12-01T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T16:23:02.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teehee</title><content type='html'>HI EVERYBODY :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have nothing better to do I am gonna post, something which I am doing right now HOHO&lt;br /&gt;Ok first of all I think there is something wrong with my ENTER button on the keyboard so I am gonna type real slow, not like you would know anyway HEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH OK so I went to my blog this fateful day (cause I had nothing else better to do of course like I mentioned previously) and OMG my eyes hurt like hell cause white words look really piercing in black background. LOL This is just a random fact. Er deduced by my eyes, so yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTER BUTTON IS PISSING ME OFF! OK THATS ALL TODAY BAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-510610443310905973?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/510610443310905973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/510610443310905973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/12/teehee.html' title='Teehee'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2800397841238308801</id><published>2010-11-26T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T15:30:57.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay i'm back from cheena</title><content type='html'>LOL I know it has been like 12857209 years since I posted wahaha. Went CHINA for 9 days, actually I don't feel like elaborating, cause I think I forget everything already hahaha. Anyway, it wasn't very eventful, so there. Received PSLE results yesterday, I think I'm okay with my score, but I have no freaking idea which school to choose now -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just go BPGHS? Its sorta like a family tradition already, my dad mum bro are all in it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;LOL I DOUBT ANYONE READS MY BLOG ANYMORE SO BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in case you read this just to know my score, it's 250+2 for hcl if you count it, that is)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2800397841238308801?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2800397841238308801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2800397841238308801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/11/yay-im-back-from-cheena.html' title='Yay i&apos;m back from cheena'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1096772466218663813</id><published>2010-10-31T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:47:54.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy apples :D</title><content type='html'>Came back from camp like 2 days ago. Finally had a proper shower and made up today and yesterday for my deprived sleep. I am feeling a bit indifferent towards the camp cause like, it feels like it ended very fast, far too quickly, for me to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of waiting time, and lots of people didn't get to sleep right under the fishes (in the underwater world). That's not a bad thing though, I get a big scare after waking up every single time with a stupid Dugong staring back at me. Showering was also damn rush, but on the 2nd day (at school) it was pretty awesome. Cause ... me, delvine, huiwen went to a deserted toilet. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HUNGREH NAO I FWANNA EAT LUNCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1096772466218663813?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1096772466218663813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1096772466218663813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/10/candy-apples-d.html' title='Candy apples :D'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-166544085611623442</id><published>2010-10-22T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:11:35.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken people living under loaded gun</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I guess it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up at 4.15pm at lot1 with 9 other people for some Entrepreneurship (finally managed to spell that word correctly at first try :D) day proj thingy! LRT-ed to bukit panjang cause we went to daiso to get some stuffs ^^ DAISO SELLS EVERYTHING @ $2!! Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought everything we needed :B with the budget of course. We all had dinner there at mac. I'm already sick of mcdonalds, I'm like eating McChicken upsize set with milo and fries everytime I go there? -_- Ah well. We all ditched the CEO, ben, and ate mcdonalds. Meanwhile, he went to a hawker centre to eat his dinner (he's saving up moneh I guess?), wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro watching Simpsons now!!! I'm gonna watch it everyday after I finish watching playful kiss :P Or maybe I'll just ditch playful kiss, cause I already know the storyline. LOL, either way, goodbye x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-166544085611623442?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/166544085611623442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/166544085611623442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken-people-living-under-loaded-gun.html' title='Broken people living under loaded gun'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5454394694012057002</id><published>2010-10-20T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:41:02.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unreasonable</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm just disappointed. You didn't even do what you called me here for. And you don't even know what you're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate inaccurate assumptions that lead to many misunderstandings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5454394694012057002?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5454394694012057002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5454394694012057002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/10/unreasonable.html' title='Unreasonable'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-510148872565328849</id><published>2010-10-19T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:38:56.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS OKAY TO BE GAYYY</title><content type='html'>Bored, I feel weird having nothing to occupy me except the dread of 25 Nov ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix" id="photoborder" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #f2f2f2; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 17px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 8px; position: relative; text-align: center; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_container" id="photo_container" style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; position: relative; vertical-align: bottom; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=31264030&amp;amp;id=1200777546" id="myphotolink" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: table; margin-bottom: auto; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: auto; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs908.snc4/72161_1517817984325_1200777546_31264029_3843002_n.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix photo_metadata" style="color: #333333; display: block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 20px; text-align: left; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;div class="left_metadata lfloat" style="float: left; width: 490px;"&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix" id="photocaption_parent" style="display: block; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock clearfix" style="display: block; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI5! Just kidding, I was actually waving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-510148872565328849?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/510148872565328849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/510148872565328849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-okay-to-be-gayyy.html' title='ITS OKAY TO BE GAYYY'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4576039196988818768</id><published>2010-10-14T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T17:53:47.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titleless</title><content type='html'>Some teachers shouldn't even be called teachers, because they will only abuse their powers and anyway, they do not really give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Something very longgggg happened today that ruined people's day. It all boils down to that woman. Sorry, I had the impulse to say that.&lt;br /&gt;Why does she have so much say in something that she did not even witness? Hilarious!! It's like as if you know everything. Don't fool yourself, cause you don't. You are just a gigantic piece of jumped up self-delusional try-to-be-a-knowitall-but-failed-miserably-and-extravagantly joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you kidding?&lt;br /&gt;You, telling, or rather, commanding us to APOLOGISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I almost died of incredulity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, I still don't get some things that not only teachers do: &amp;nbsp;force others to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's useless and retarded. A person demanding someone to apologise not only cause more hatred to develop between the former and latter, but it will also be insincere. I mean, you ordered a person to say "sorry". You. ordered. So you think it'll be sincere and true words that people mean from their hearts? Thats the lamest thing I ever had the indecency to hear. If people are really sorry, they will automatically apologise. You, asking them to do it, is just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, what's with the failed english anyway? Not that it matters, but you're actually higher-ranking than a teacher, and you said: "Said sorry." I mean, it's not like an error! You repeated it thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Said Sorry."&lt;br /&gt;"Said sorry."&lt;br /&gt;"I said, said sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, my ears are very clean today. So, you shouldn't scold us for not understanding what you say and as a result, keep silent. I mean, how do I 'said sorry'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why don't you clarify facts before you speak?&lt;br /&gt;Seems like education is wasted on you, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4576039196988818768?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4576039196988818768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4576039196988818768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-teachers-shouldnt-even-be-called.html' title='Titleless'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7506760423492749593</id><published>2010-10-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:05:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>PSLE is over but frankly speaking, I feel rather indifferent towards it.&lt;br /&gt;It' feels like being lost after you sprouted wings and flew. No direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier tone, at least I can sleep without many thoughts on the edge of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post, once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7506760423492749593?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7506760423492749593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7506760423492749593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5080929109104424701</id><published>2010-09-29T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T13:05:18.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternally overshadowed</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is 'Be Yourself Day' with so many restrictions that the title seemed laughable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5080929109104424701?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5080929109104424701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5080929109104424701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/09/eternally-overshadowed.html' title='Eternally overshadowed'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8522097533725973754</id><published>2010-09-10T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:03:55.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loL.</title><content type='html'>What's left which is real or unreal? Sometimes you don't know what to believe in anymore ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8522097533725973754?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8522097533725973754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8522097533725973754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/09/lol.html' title='loL.'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3317500326603451275</id><published>2010-09-09T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:52:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (7)</title><content type='html'>We must not sink beneath our anguish, but battle on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3317500326603451275?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3317500326603451275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3317500326603451275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/09/untitled-7.html' title='Untitled (7)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3974648381702103723</id><published>2010-09-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:25:29.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crumbling into dust</title><content type='html'>iiiiinteresting day cause lots of stuffs happened, I don't feel like elaborating much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was (and is) angry with 2 people who take me for granted, like as if I will always be there. Just because I was there, am there, does not mean I will be there in the future ... I'm not somebody who picks up what you leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... Celebrated Ms Chang's birthday today. It was kinda surprise so yessss, and there was the cake and everything. Brought out the cake at around 3.30pm when the training started. Ate and then bballed with some peoples.&amp;nbsp;FUNNnnnnNnnn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some seniors came and they brought a choco cake too, so there were 2 cakes. Bus-ed home at around 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so tired I feel like slapping myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT it there's school tomorrow lol. Worst is, ... I got back my maths, and my parents would have to sign it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - 71/95&lt;br /&gt;Maths 70/100&lt;br /&gt;CL DAMN IT I CANNOT REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;HCL 42/60&lt;br /&gt;and science will be given out tomorrow, Shit x100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What was the point in wiping those tears away, or pretending? I let them fall, heart beating fast, lips pressed hard together, close to wishing I could crumble into dust. At that moment, I felt as insignificant as the insects against the wide, pearly sky ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3974648381702103723?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3974648381702103723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3974648381702103723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/09/crumbling-into-dust.html' title='Crumbling into dust'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2867362977959172800</id><published>2010-09-01T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:28:25.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drag the memories down the hall</title><content type='html'>Some people are just so exaggerating in cyberspace, which goes to show that you should not believe in everything you see online. Meaning that you should not believe me either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2867362977959172800?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2867362977959172800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2867362977959172800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/09/drag-memories-down-hall.html' title='Drag the memories down the hall'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5042387054332524054</id><published>2010-08-31T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:45:13.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do after typing</title><content type='html'>1. Scavenge house for food ...&lt;br /&gt;2. On 98.7fm&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't do homework&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian day cause all seniors staybacked and the bball court was practically owned ... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: why do people still bother reading this blog, when I've tried, and succeeded in killing it? o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5042387054332524054?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5042387054332524054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5042387054332524054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-to-do-after-typing.html' title='Things to do after typing'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2733518918609885939</id><published>2010-08-29T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:58:46.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled .. (5)?</title><content type='html'>Life is unfair and the injustice of it has long been accepted, or rather, tolerated. But tonight, it struck me heavier and harder than before, almost knocking my breath out. Tears cannot hold the weight, it was like a wave of realisation which crashed over me, while I stumbled and subsequently, fell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2733518918609885939?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2733518918609885939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2733518918609885939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/untitled-5.html' title='Untitled .. (5)?'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4322786797438208622</id><published>2010-08-27T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:48:06.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times, fun times</title><content type='html'>AH HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims officially end, to which I am kindda proud to say I screwed it ... a little. GOT BACK MY CL IT SUCKS LIKE &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;球&lt;/span&gt; HAHA okay not so bad la.&lt;br /&gt;Uh well that did not stop my exuberant celebration today heheheh. If you count basketball as one -_- encountered an exasperatingly exaggerating person today (and yesterday). You all can go to delvine's blog cause it has a fuller explanation (and a jolly good one, I might add) of her selfish acts. And the worse of all, she is currently holding the status as head prefect in our school. I must say, she has changed like damn lot, ever since she was promoted or something. Hah these are purely opinions anyway. But sometimes it irks me like hell when I see her, leaving all the dirty job to the rest of the team. If it were not for me and delvine, how are 2 people, carrying bags and all, supposed to carry 4+ boxes and move them up to the 2nd level? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I sound incoherent. I'm like uhhhhueofdnj quite tired now cause I just woke up then I walked around the whole house wondering if I should eat or go back to sleep. Uh then I decided to eat. what am i blabbering? hahahj im just typing without looking at the screen. This feels exactly like shooting without looking. To which I did today and actually scored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS RAINING!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited for tmrw cause there's alot of stuff going on, including Tasha's bday pt :))))))))))))))) It's nice to have something to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP BLABBERING *slaps myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4322786797438208622?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4322786797438208622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4322786797438208622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-times-fun-times.html' title='Fun times, fun times'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-901862411647643713</id><published>2010-08-22T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:20:11.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TASHA&lt;/strong&gt; in advance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's her birthday pt on saturday, excited like crap manzxc, finally there is a reason to crawl out of my hole ahhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-901862411647643713?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/901862411647643713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/901862411647643713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/untitled-6.html' title='Untitled (6)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4064534612939326339</id><published>2010-08-22T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:43:38.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those masks we wore</title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4064534612939326339?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4064534612939326339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4064534612939326339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/those-masks-we-wore.html' title='Those masks we wore'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8715440036117348614</id><published>2010-08-19T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:04:12.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This shall be Untitled (5)</title><content type='html'>Today was the english oral. PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why i'm still here. Heh. I am still here because I feel like it. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I did for oral today. To be extremely honest, I feel nothing much. Composed, as the teacher said. Bah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be chinese oral. I am so looking forward to it eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8715440036117348614?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8715440036117348614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8715440036117348614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-shall-be-untitled-5.html' title='This shall be Untitled (5)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1479225811046202665</id><published>2010-08-15T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:56:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (4)</title><content type='html'>Hi. I am here cause I am angry again. -unhumorous laugh starts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a few weeks ago, our art teacher commanded delvine and me to apologise to someone i poured water over. Hah, I am emphasising the 'commanded'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the stupidest thing I've ever had the misfortune to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the whole point of ordering me to apologise if the apology ain't gonna be sincere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like as if, I said sorry and everything's fine? Just fyi, I didn't mean it when i said it. That's because&amp;nbsp;the teacher&amp;nbsp;ordered me to say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the time the teacher was telling anyone who was (in her opinion) in the wrong to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say SORRY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SAY SORRY NOW!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHH!!! Like as IF everything would be solved if a mere word came out of my mouth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another matter which is similiar, is about school prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this teacher who orders us to say the prayers OUT LOUD, and if we don't, she'll keep repeating the prayers until we're loud enough (in her opinion of course) and waste everybody's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A forced prayer is not a prayer. - this is quoted from kiwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELYYYYY RIIIGHT!! Even if we shout it out loud it would be insincere!!! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that we can't say prayers out loud, but who declared that prayers had to be spoken out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the perfect liberty to say it out loud or do a silent prayer. As long as we mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i know i should be studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1479225811046202665?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1479225811046202665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1479225811046202665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/untitled-4.html' title='Untitled (4)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1121726878178938532</id><published>2010-08-14T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:38:48.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The stars shine bright overhead</title><content type='html'>(this is a pretty long post, in my opinion, cause I think i typed quite alot, to bash the teacher.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much stuffs happened on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;I think some people are just mentally retarded, and that's saying something.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, that's the extend of immaturity you can get?&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;should just go away, you know, get out of people's sight cause the world's happier that way.&lt;br /&gt;And what's up with all those anti-boys thing? Go get a life, there's probably much more joy doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had to stand up for yongting (on a separate occasion) and damn IT, i have not done any. freaking. thing to deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think that our english teacher is also in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, what happened was that, at dismissal, the teacher was leading the class down 3 storeys. Yongting delvine and a few others of us had remedial after school. &lt;br /&gt;And the remedial classroom was at the 3rd storey.&lt;br /&gt;Yongting grabbed me and led me away from the rest of the class, heading towards the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;And so the teacher called us back this is something she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you (stray) away from the class? What if your parents are looking for you, and if they can't find you, what am I going to say? You should follow the class and not (wander) around on your own!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSHH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, WE HAD REMEDIAL. &lt;br /&gt;Did she expect us, to climb down 3 storeys, and CLIMB back up all the way again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can do it herself if she wants to, I've got no problem with that. But no, I won't be doing it. &lt;br /&gt;That was her first mistake: she didn't even know what she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what is it about my parents? Totally out of the point. We are dealing with different matters over here, and you can go to the extend of talking about my parents? &lt;br /&gt;Ha. Mr Lee once said that if you were arguing with someone, you should not get anyone else involved (verbally). Because, the 'fight' is between you and that person. Also saying that you shouldn't say "YOUR MOTHER" in a fight. Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I waited for her to finish up her scoldings, then I told her calmly that we actually had remedial at the 3rd storey, and that class was ALREADY dismissed, which meant we had the liberty to walk anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fully regretted not telling her this.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you saying that we should inform you on our whereabouts every second of the day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't say that, because that didn't come across my mind on that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she told me that we should have at least told her on where we're going. #3 mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right, like I've said, we have to inform her on our whereabouts everywhere? Hi teacher, I'm going to the toilet tomorrow afternoon, and later tonight, I will eat dinner. Are you fine with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous. I didn't want to cause a holdup so I bit back all my words. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, we won't go missing in our own school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, as she was scolding us, yongting merely hid in my shadow (lol) and said nothing much. So yes, it looked like it was all. my. fault. When she was the one who seized me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we all know life is just. so, unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1121726878178938532?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1121726878178938532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1121726878178938532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/stars-shine-bright-overhead.html' title='The stars shine bright overhead'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5218314091218101592</id><published>2010-08-12T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:42:28.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say, what?</title><content type='html'>"Only by understanding, is there acceptance, and only by acceptance, will there be recovery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiiiii. Stayed back for awhile to bball, witnessed some pretty interesting stuffs. Cannot believe the hellload of homework, darn. Later need to go hospital too, so yeah. As the saying goes, absence makes the heart fonder. I guess I understand a tinge of it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5218314091218101592?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5218314091218101592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5218314091218101592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/say-what.html' title='Say, what?'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7046079940837342563</id><published>2010-08-10T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T13:35:40.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission accomplished: Post</title><content type='html'>Just another typical no-school day ...&lt;br /&gt;Home phone spoiled, lots of people couldn't get through today, with exception of Delvine lol dunno why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well happy belated &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;national&lt;/span&gt; day :D&lt;br /&gt;My family got 2 tickets, so my dad and bro went. I didn't cause I wanted to watch from the TV with the comfort of home!! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NDP fun&amp;nbsp;tote bags were so smexy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehehehewhehhahahrhehehehehhehahahhaehhehehahehehahhehhe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7046079940837342563?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7046079940837342563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7046079940837342563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/mission-accomplished-post.html' title='Mission accomplished: Post'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8069394551998093646</id><published>2010-08-09T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:16:59.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (3)</title><content type='html'>Hadn't people's stupidity and carelessness proved how unwise it was, ever, to trust?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8069394551998093646?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8069394551998093646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8069394551998093646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/untitled-3.html' title='Untitled (3)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7250933996225070357</id><published>2010-08-07T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T14:32:53.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make baskets and not war</title><content type='html'>Some people are just so .. darn .. what's the word for it? FUCKING BIG MOUTH )*#@&amp;amp;*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just, just, dig a damn hole and bury yourself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's doing some good to the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7250933996225070357?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7250933996225070357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7250933996225070357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/make-baskets-and-not-war.html' title='Make baskets and not war'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2239125488969015042</id><published>2010-08-05T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:14:09.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOOMZ'/><title type='text'>I need to eat.</title><content type='html'>ughurihefj feeling pissed right now but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is national day celebration so i'll be wearing &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;, likeee &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;BOOMZ&lt;/span&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and I just got my&amp;nbsp;FIFA wc trumpet thingy, it's called something like vuvuzela, go google it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;!!! YESS!!! &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOUBLE BOOMZ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;, my friends, is the theme for today's post (Repeat last word of previous sentence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'x' on the top right hand corner of your screen happens to be &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm off to eat a &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- &lt;br /&gt;was being lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2239125488969015042?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2239125488969015042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2239125488969015042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-to-eat.html' title='I need to eat.'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-237194145800295802</id><published>2010-08-02T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:04:39.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lmgtfy.com/?q=You%20Are%20Stupid"&gt;Click for the GOOGLE:D trick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-237194145800295802?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/237194145800295802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/237194145800295802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/hehe.html' title='Hehe'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8209493886402556360</id><published>2010-08-02T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:53:45.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 200th post</title><content type='html'>Life is just so unfair eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8209493886402556360?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8209493886402556360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8209493886402556360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-200th-post.html' title='My 200th post'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5576868474616087965</id><published>2010-07-31T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:27:07.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>Kiiiickass</title><content type='html'>Hihi today was oral prelims, lots of people were pissed cause the form clearly said dismissal was at 12.30pm, and mine was at around 1.20pm. And there were lots of people behind me. Sad eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i reached schl at 7.15am. Alot people were doing last minute revisions, which&amp;nbsp;i, personally, think is not very effective. For me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to waiiiiiiiiting roooom i was bored worse than shit. Not that shit is bored, but i'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese picture was at a bus-stop. Hehehe i was like thinking WOOT i DID THIS! HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard scenarios really. A dude smoking and a girl offering to help carry bags. Then a boy climbing tree and a woman who dropped her wallet, et cetera those sort of typical things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese conversation was stupid though bahhhhhh hhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to the holding room and got a shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after waiting in the music room 2 for what seems like houuuuurs, we were released for recess. For less than 20 freaking minutes damnnnn it. The canteen was packed like er, mushrooms. Might i take this opportunity to congratulate delvine on her speed HAHAHAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to classroom and the toy story 3 evil teddy bear lookalike forbade me to go toilet GUHGSDOJMJ!! RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end i went, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English pic was the TRUE BLUE BAND CONCERT!! HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i'm off to studying, such a hardcore mugger i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5576868474616087965?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5576868474616087965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5576868474616087965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/kiiiickass.html' title='Kiiiickass'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-371473707210634954</id><published>2010-07-29T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:01:39.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some teachers are just biased</title><content type='html'>Go google and search "Find chuck norris" and click I'm feeling lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-371473707210634954?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/371473707210634954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/371473707210634954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-teachers-are-just-biased.html' title='Some teachers are just biased'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3268904795768817250</id><published>2010-07-28T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:49:46.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streetrat nightlife</title><content type='html'>STUPID flu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3268904795768817250?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3268904795768817250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3268904795768817250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/streetrat-nightlife.html' title='Streetrat nightlife'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3618073113096244295</id><published>2010-07-25T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:45:34.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double :@</title><content type='html'>HONESTLY i feel like stabbing some ppl lol o: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, how much authority/power does a teacher have over a student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much, I would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3618073113096244295?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3618073113096244295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3618073113096244295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/double.html' title='Double :@'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4821738616705459735</id><published>2010-07-25T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:39:35.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:@</title><content type='html'>ughh this blocked nose is killing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4821738616705459735?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4821738616705459735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4821738616705459735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=':@'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7322336305293863795</id><published>2010-07-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:26:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain explosion in progress</title><content type='html'>One day you'll be slapped awake&lt;br /&gt;But it'll already be too late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7322336305293863795?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7322336305293863795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7322336305293863795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/brain-explosion-in-progress.html' title='Brain explosion in progress'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2770245584175550440</id><published>2010-07-19T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:57:19.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I loathe it when people turn traitor, like for example the team they supported in FIFA wc lost, they would jump ship and tell everybody that they had been supporting the winning team all along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2770245584175550440?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2770245584175550440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2770245584175550440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-loathe-it-when-people-turn-traitor.html' title=''/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1590148378814173555</id><published>2010-07-19T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:53:09.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain ludicrous</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SURELY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SURELYYY&lt;/span&gt; I can write things here without being bombarded every few seconds or so!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1590148378814173555?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1590148378814173555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1590148378814173555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/tsk.html' title='Plain ludicrous'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-6206949244399371560</id><published>2010-07-19T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:51:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 12 :)</title><content type='html'>I dislike your irresponsibility, your inability to carry out things.&lt;br /&gt;You will never learn. Your ways of making darn good excuses and procrastinations.&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, self-conceitness, one of the worst habit of humankind. Assuming that others have not experienced, felt or thought the same way. Thinking that you alone rise above all, you alone understand. Woefully inaccurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please evaluate the bigger environment, then conclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to make me empathise with you, it doesn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-6206949244399371560?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6206949244399371560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6206949244399371560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-12.html' title='I&apos;m 12 :)'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8539435657661424782</id><published>2010-07-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:57:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I let you get the best of me</title><content type='html'>My birthday in 1hour 4min's time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8539435657661424782?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8539435657661424782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8539435657661424782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-guess-i-let-you-get-best-of-me.html' title='I guess I let you get the best of me'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1516830870580053244</id><published>2010-07-13T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:44:39.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your inexplicable familiarity</title><content type='html'>FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN LIVING UNDER A ROCK, SPAIN WON!F)IJO#KTEFDU!!!@HU#)111!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which shows that the awesome oracle dude is right! Eight out of eight predictions hahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;And my bro is telling me octopuses have 9 brains! (1 in each tentacle, and the last one is, of course, in its head) HAHAHAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL ANYWAY! For those who still have been living under a rock, my birthday is in 4 days time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy be-earlied (No such word, sorry.) birthday to meeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike, er, loathe people whose heads are inflated so extravagantly. Honestly speaking, I am quite surprised that the ground beneath them can actually hold their weight, but unfortunately, in some major cases, this is one of the main cause of earthquake around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAME ON YOU!!!!!!! HAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1516830870580053244?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1516830870580053244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1516830870580053244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/your-inexplicable-familiarity.html' title='Your inexplicable familiarity'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-128135859485123290</id><published>2010-07-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:20:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want to do is ... FLY</title><content type='html'>HAH I'm gonna watch the finals today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as usual, I'm supporting neither teams. I'm neutral :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be ironic to see Holland win anyway (no offense) because the octopus dude predicted Spain isn't it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just set my alarm to 2.30am. Jodie supporting Holland o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL SEE!!! GOOD NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-128135859485123290?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/128135859485123290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/128135859485123290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-i-want-to-do-is-fly.html' title='All I want to do is ... FLY'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4691249815555668122</id><published>2010-07-09T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T18:08:58.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>ASSHOLE! Some people are just worth stabbing, ain't it! What a loser! So you actually vent your anger on the closest living thing around you! What a waste of energy! Hah, what I meant was, the fact that YOU have a self-control range of a teaspoon has got NOTHING to do with anyone else. I'm starting to feel pretty sad for you, YOU TALKATIVE NOob. My downfall! You ought to be chucked out of this world and made to live like a beggar! Your parochial arrogance simply does not permit you to understand the meaning of self-control anyway ... Look, I can predict you future, and it's gonna be like shit, you mark my words. Still shrouded in a veil of self-righteous intellectualism eh. The fact that you actually aren't dead yet is because it's illegal to kill. And if it's not, you would have been dead three hundred and ninety-four times. I don't think you have that much lifes anyway, you just aren't worth it. Pathetic little vermin! Honestly speaking, something about his pug face is ever-so-punchable. I mean when your eyes travels over him (your eyes might probably bleed by the time but anyway), you will have this sudden, inexplicable urge in your right fist to just cause as much pain as possible. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this stupid&amp;nbsp;little fly just won't leave me alone ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4691249815555668122?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4691249815555668122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4691249815555668122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7849186627593535569</id><published>2010-06-23T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:49:36.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty words</title><content type='html'>Just a short updateeee, Hi hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing the holidays will last longer even though I'm missing school already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging already gonna study like some mad dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it's obvious what I'm going to say next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIA. BYE BYE LOSERS (U R SUPPOSED TO BE STUDYING EH WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE READING MY BLOG ...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... alright i was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I AM SUCH A FORGETFUL NUT.&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;To think, how different you are in front of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the truth weighs down on you like a heavy stone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could choose,&amp;nbsp;life would be much simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well too bad, humankind have the tendency to choose and attract things that will cause us the most truama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know if i spelled that correctly, but anyway. That wasn't the point. Bye bye. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7849186627593535569?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7849186627593535569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7849186627593535569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/06/empty-words.html' title='Empty words'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8416501909409243081</id><published>2010-06-17T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:37:03.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we make wishes out of airplanes</title><content type='html'>I hate people who try to decide my life and make false judgements :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8416501909409243081?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8416501909409243081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8416501909409243081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-we-make-wishes-out-of-airplanes.html' title='Can we make wishes out of airplanes'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5569541212572093642</id><published>2010-06-15T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T15:27:30.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They call me freedom</title><content type='html'>I feel like beating myself up for not taking breakfast this morning.&lt;br /&gt;tfffpffrpfffhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bball today went to YTP buy pressie for &lt;b&gt;Jodie&lt;/b&gt;. It's her birthday pt tmrw, &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; to her in advance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought something damn retardedly funneh lol not gonna say HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenmin mama gonna fetch me to her house! Wootttttttttttttttttttttt.FALALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH i WANT TO WATCH KARATE KID WTBFHUSNGEW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got no moneh aw so pathetic right sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm off to studying, not gonna apologise for not posting because if i do so, i'll be apologising to thin air well yeah ... if you know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Math tells us three of the saddest love stories: Of parallel lines, who were never meant to meet. Of tangent lines, who were together once then parted forever. And of asymptotes, who could only get closer and closer, but could never be together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5569541212572093642?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5569541212572093642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5569541212572093642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/06/they-call-me-freedom.html' title='They call me freedom'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4470623912275841151</id><published>2010-06-14T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:42:29.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop</title><content type='html'>Waka waka eh eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CUZ THIS IS AFRICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4470623912275841151?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4470623912275841151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4470623912275841151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/06/lollipop.html' title='Lollipop'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-220402411713962583</id><published>2010-06-07T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:35:00.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look before you fall</title><content type='html'>Liars all around me, all right, I &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Like as if I can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;Some people don't even &lt;i&gt;bother&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't think I should either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know where you're headed, where your life is going.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;无&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;可救.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-220402411713962583?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/220402411713962583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/220402411713962583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/06/liars-all-around-me-all-right-i-dont.html' title='Look before you fall'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2211550240349796740</id><published>2010-06-02T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:45:08.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice what you preach</title><content type='html'>Alrites I know it's obvious (unless you are a first-time visitor), but yeah, I changed my blogskin. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so sooooo lazy. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH WAIT WHAT AM I DOING ON THIS COMPUTER UH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be revising. And so I will. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD KID EH? I KNOW! HAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2211550240349796740?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2211550240349796740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2211550240349796740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/06/practice-what-you-preach.html' title='Practice what you preach'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5864651910084501571</id><published>2010-05-28T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:55:26.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could really use a wish right now</title><content type='html'>Can we pretend that airplanes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5864651910084501571?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5864651910084501571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5864651910084501571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-could-really-use-wish-right-now.html' title='I could really use a wish right now'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1398011070605745651</id><published>2010-05-26T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:08:16.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPTAIN OKAHY C00KIES!</title><content type='html'>I think the cbox has lost its purpose as nobody is tagging, T____T bah this is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I post like 1 time in 3 months (okay lah i was exaggerating) but I still post after all. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhh well I got back my report book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All A's except for Social Studies which Mr Lee didn't even teach as most of the time it was used up for maths lesson. I wonder why did I get a B for it )(@)(*^$)(# issit I get too much A then cannot get A for social studies must put B?!?! TSK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a good kid. Who cares. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was PTM so my mum went to the school to see my teachers. My chinese teacher is actually my parents' (YES, both mum's and dad's)&amp;nbsp;chinese teacher in their secondary school (BPGHS). My parents were in same class HAHAHA. Which is very coincidential (FINE i made that word up), because like, example YOU are a teacher, you teach some kids in secondary school and 20 years later you teach those kids which you taught's kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i think it sounds stupidly complicated, bear with my noob english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I shall not waste your precious time as time is precious, 所谓的“一寸光阴一寸金，寸金难买寸光阴”! HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1398011070605745651?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1398011070605745651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1398011070605745651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/captain-okahy-c00kies.html' title='CAPTAIN OKAHY C00KIES!'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1004922799187806559</id><published>2010-05-18T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:06:02.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presumptious.</title><content type='html'>English - 85/100&lt;br /&gt;Maths - 77/100&lt;br /&gt;Science - 77/100&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - 78/100&lt;br /&gt;hcL - merit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( DIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1004922799187806559?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1004922799187806559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1004922799187806559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/presumptious.html' title='Presumptious.'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7355255289927172013</id><published>2010-05-13T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:51:58.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I'll forget the world that I knew, but I swear I won't forget you</title><content type='html'>WEEHEE YOYOYOYO ~ &lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Hie. :D&lt;br /&gt;Back from school. Exams are officially over for me, weehee.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I only have like 123&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; days to enjoy -_- &lt;br /&gt;Cause on Monday all the papers are probably brought back to sign already.&lt;br /&gt;And yesssss, I AM dreading, I suppose I can be as pessimistic as I want because the exam is already over, nothing I say/do will ever change that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so ... hmmmmmmm I shall elaborate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahhhhhh, today. Morning. English teacher say alot of things, OMG I forgot what she said, it was something about our class being the most *&lt;i&gt;insert words here&lt;/i&gt;* class, and she said that it was really different when she stepped into THIS class AND another class, and that teachers have a sense of whether the class is ready to start the lesson or not, and in the end she got us all to write a kindda "reflection" letter, about 3 things that I would like to change about my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, if I really wanted to write the reflection the whole paper would be filled. But no, I adopted the good student personality and went on to write that I had nothing much to change about my family as I love my family &amp;amp; I'm contented HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Around 3 people cried in class today, maybe there are more but I didn't bother finding out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:((((((((( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GONNA MATI NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Hope H1N1 strikes or something lor. OH SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN IT -&amp;gt; this is directed to the smart dude in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yes, I am really really really, really really REALLY REALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LISA THE VROOM VROOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kind of pointless writing it here since she doesn't know my blog, but nevertheless.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7355255289927172013?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7355255289927172013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7355255289927172013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/cause-ill-forget-world-that-i-knew-but.html' title='Cause I&apos;ll forget the world that I knew, but I swear I won&apos;t forget you'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4063587764782230110</id><published>2010-05-08T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:36:10.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you</title><content type='html'>HEY YO YO YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna type something that I should have typed yesterday ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY LIYE, EGGTART &amp;amp; YAHLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA, sorry for the lateness. ^^ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway. English paper was okay I guess I can't effing believe I actually fell asleep halfway -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my own time lor, when I should have been checking the paper. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. When I woke up there was still more than 30 minutes lah. Still have time. I was surprised the examiner never chide me and tell me to wake up lor, purposely wanna sabo me. HAHAHA joking joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composition, I made the lamest story ever. I hope it'll be accepted HAHAHA. I had no other words to describe my cowardice so I wrote "I chided myself for being a chicken" in the compo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY, a chicken. Don't know if its accepted HAHA. Aiyah, since it's over, let's keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best. LOLLLL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another part in the composition where I wanted to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got 1 banglah down there shouting and blabbering nonsensical words in foreign lanugage and making rude gestures"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I shortened it and made it &lt;s&gt;slightly&lt;/s&gt;damn polite. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The passerby with thick, black spectacles and curly hair started blabbering to nobody in particular something in foreign language and vulgar, I assume." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKKKKKKKK So actually today supposed to go to the dog's house but in the end nvr. Cause Liye has his composition class thingy and Huiwen &amp;amp; Peiyao BOTH cannot. They always cannot one lah. :( !! They say exams over then can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Postponed to sunday, which is tomorrow, yay. Actually it's supposed to be last week but in the end cancelled cause Delvine and I JUST HAPPENED to have fever @ the same time. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YUPPP look forward to tomorrow. :D I haven't went out in agessssssssssssss and don't get me wrong tho, this is not going out, it's for a project. But anyway. It's kind of the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! SO BYE BYEE! Maths on monday. OMGGGGG, I shouldn't be on the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4063587764782230110?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4063587764782230110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4063587764782230110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-go-around-time-or-two-just-to-waste.html' title='I go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4961756031110027767</id><published>2010-05-06T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:31:01.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So that it's amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I'm so sorry, so sorry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody shit lor I cannot find the computer charger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's only like 23 minutes left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be on the computer anyway. What was I thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is exams tomorrow, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I THINKING?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- Computer gonna auto-shutdown itself soon, I'd better type finish this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah it's gonna be a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy. Stayed back today to do homework. YES, I know, I have been told many times (lie #1) that I am a good kid (lie #2). So I stayed with the dog and Alina. :D Did xizi. I didn't even know had to do, until Alina told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that vballed/bballed with the other peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH, today was listening comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKED BALLS. My chinese already at least 1 wrong le.&lt;br /&gt;No hope.&lt;br /&gt;And. English. not sure lah. Halfway daydreaming -_-&lt;br /&gt;Manzxcccccccc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point crying over spilled milk anyway, what's done, is done and can't be undone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY GONNA WORK HARD :D (lie #3)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup, I am totally looking and unlooking forward to next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for unlooking forward to school is that next week the results will be back and I will be slaughtered like a piggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for looking forward is .. _____________________ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO, OKAY BYEBYEE! BATTERY EXTREMELY FLAT&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4961756031110027767?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4961756031110027767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4961756031110027767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-that-its-amazing.html' title='So that it&apos;s amazing'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-6602703235311172055</id><published>2010-05-04T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:10:55.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw today</title><content type='html'>Hie, back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today dog never come school lor, purposely take 3 days MC just to do homework, sian right. Haiiis. Many stuffs happened in school today, too long to elaborate, but dog missed alot. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I wanted to post something that happened today between YT, liye and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Liye: Eh weiwei, you know right, 3 more days before ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;Liye: 3 more days before YT and me ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Before Yt and you?&lt;br /&gt;Liye: 3 more days before YT and me ... ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: WAD? Make love uh?&lt;br /&gt;[Liye and YT immediately DIAO me, they are both guys for your information]&lt;br /&gt;Me: OKOK joking. before YT and you what then?&lt;br /&gt;Liye: 3 days before YT and me's birthday la!&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHA ok, sorry. You both what hospital?&lt;br /&gt;YT: KK hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Liye: KK hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG, that means you both sleep together before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YT fainted after that. Liye -_-ed me. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT WHEN IM SICK, TRYING TO SNEEZE BUT WITH NO OUTCOME, GOING ON THE COMPUTER TO RELIEVE BOREDOM AT THE TIME WHEN THE COMPUTER DECIDES NOT TO RESPOND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must cut down on vulgarities. Good kid eh me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-6602703235311172055?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6602703235311172055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6602703235311172055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/05/screw-today.html' title='screw today'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8984382476246661029</id><published>2010-04-30T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:59:49.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>According to you</title><content type='html'>Hello pigs and piglets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an ultramegahuge headache today in school and it went on until now. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kindda started during maths lesson la, so painful T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vomitted 2 times in the toilet, lol :X I feel like vomitting now. BLEAAAAAAAAAAAH hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway. Bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I never knew what a computer is, so I won't be stuck here and I'll be one of those nerds with incredible grades. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah seriously, I cannot live without computer. Cannot believe that it is the psle year and I'm still typing crap here. YUP, SA1 IS, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every other peoples MIA-ing in blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly only me and dog (L) still active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well prolly I'm going inactive too, hahahahahah since no one actually reads this blog and I am typing for self-entertainment/relieve boredom o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. OK SHUT UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8984382476246661029?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8984382476246661029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8984382476246661029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/according-to-you.html' title='According to you'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7981510274529047489</id><published>2010-04-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:25:46.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pronounce 'dad' backwards</title><content type='html'>I have too many stuffs to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benedict sms-ed me a few seconds ago and asked the annoying question which 9 other people have been asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. The. Hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7981510274529047489?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7981510274529047489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7981510274529047489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/pronounce-dad-backwards.html' title='Pronounce &apos;dad&apos; backwards'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-4981978484456534996</id><published>2010-04-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:44:24.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach</title><content type='html'>So uber bored now so I shall post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delvine playing maple lor, haiiiiiiiiiiiiiis. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family order 2 pizzas yesterday as it was my brother's bday o_O&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't only my brother's b'day, it was also Weide, Weijia, Weili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH ALL WEI'S HAHAHAHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiiight seriously so qiao hor? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(belated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday to Weijie Weide Weijia Weili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I feel so weird saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Hawaiian pizza. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hate the other one, which is salmon or something, but my brother likes it anyway, so I guess that is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway school today as usual. Had oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can say, TOTAL FLUNKAGE )*@*%)*_)@($&amp;amp;(*(_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. English still can la, but chinese luan luan say one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chinese still can. My examiner very weird one la, while I talking about the oral picture she sat down and put her leg up high on the railing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people who watch Hi, My Sweetheart; my examiner is just like ChenBaoZhu when she puts her leg up high in class on DaLung's chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway she was fanning herself when YT was doing oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English examiner very kind tho. HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-4981978484456534996?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4981978484456534996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/4981978484456534996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-not-star-in-heaven-that-we-cant.html' title='There&apos;s not a star in heaven that we can&apos;t reach'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2626721001232355133</id><published>2010-04-27T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:49:04.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude you suck</title><content type='html'>Ok this post is to flame a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well anyway I'm a good student so I'm not gonna say the name ... But anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahem this teacher apparently, seems to have a grudge against Delvine the pig and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause like, lots of people (the last time I counted, FIVE) changed their seats in class, during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Delvine changed her seat to sit next to Huiwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead, &lt;strong&gt;Mr have-a-grudge-against-me teacher&lt;/strong&gt; kindda asked her why she was there instead of her original seat, and told her to go back to her own seat when amazingly 5 other people changed their seats (and trust me they change their seating arrangements until dammit obvious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not called 'picking on' or having a certain grudge then I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I wanted to go and refill my damned water bottle as I was like damn thirsty la, thirsty until shou bu liao but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was running back from computer lab to the class, so I reached the classroom first cause i wanted to refill my water. So I went to &lt;strong&gt;Mr pick-on-students teacher&lt;/strong&gt; and ask him if I could refill water and he say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I asked &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said, &lt;strong&gt;"Because I said so."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riiiiiiiiiiight.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to class and as the class settled down, I asked again, and the answer was NO AGAIN WTH )(@%+()*#^ &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;[insert vulgarities here]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned I ask for the 3rd time and he said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and there was no valid reason. Damn pissed lor do you know that the water cooler was 5 meters away from the classroom door? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THE THING THAT REALLY MAKES ME )(!*I%_($@)*&lt;/strong&gt; IS THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other students are allowed to go to the toilet&lt;/em&gt; (THE TOILET LEH PLEASE, toilet takes longer time) &lt;em&gt;while I, am not able to refill a pathetic water bottle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unfair not?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hypering dude house today. HAHA LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His house damn nice lor, 4 storeys one. Wait, 4 or 3? Dunno lah but he is rich. We go there do some science terrarium (I have never been able to pronounce this correctly) and he is supposed to put some bread crumbs in the container of insects. Then the leftover (which is alot) he just threw away lor to me it can still be eaten, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, people you qian ren what can you expect? Hahahahahaahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go delvine's house on Sunday ooh yeah do proj. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2626721001232355133?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2626721001232355133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2626721001232355133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/dude-you-suck.html' title='Dude you suck'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2851934273159370847</id><published>2010-04-26T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:55:45.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta live like we're dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;To be honest I have no idea what the hell is the effing problem and also I don't think I give a shit too.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;anyway.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Like wth, I can tell &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Do whatever you want alrights?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah I feeling damn what la. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, ???? !! ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... .. Hmmm mm m m mm m m m m m mm m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nevermindz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm here posting again lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSNing delvine. ^^ hehehehehehehehe lols. I kindda "inspired" her to blog back alr, hehe I am such a good influence MUHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished writing in bea's autobook.&lt;br /&gt;That's just a random fact lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm let me elaborate on today shall I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't in the end, because of the stupid rain. What the holy shiitake it rained since 11pm to 4+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stopped at regular intervals I suppose but the floor is still damn slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So didn't play. Instead delvine the piggy and I played with Lester's crutches lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell down cause some girls were chasing him (HAHAHA OBVIOUS JOKE) but anyway as I said he fell and then he had to walk with crutches. Damn fun lah lollllllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SCREW THE RAIN! Prevent me from doing so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why people call it the acid rain.&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway talking to Delvine about the stupid thing now lah that pissed me off manzxczxzxc I feel like spamming this blog with vulgarities but no, I am a good kid.&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/1347871100544934227-2851934273159370847?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2851934273159370847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2851934273159370847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/gotta-live-like-were-dying.html' title='gotta live like we&apos;re dying'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2564089809271090522</id><published>2010-04-24T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:51:22.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamfeelingmoodlessatthemoment'/><title type='text'>When violet eyes get brighter, and heavy wings grow lighter, i'll taste the sky and feel alive again</title><content type='html'>Hello Imma back for another post.&lt;br /&gt;This post gonna be a short one I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I frozen my karma (again) in plurk, cause I won't really be plurking (much) anymore. Yeah. Trying to stop myself from going on the computer too much. Guaikia, YES, I am one. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells anyway had napfa on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sit &amp;amp; Reach: 47cm&lt;br /&gt;Standing board jump: 185cm&lt;br /&gt;Sit-up: 34&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run: 10.1&lt;br /&gt;Inclined pull-up: 17 (I think)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway inclined pull-up was my first station so I thought I shouldn't waste too much energy on it so I passed with A (5 points) and I stopped. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah the teacher who was counting my pull-ups was aghast and told me I should have continued and she was practically screaming "WHY DID YOU STOP?!?!?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA LOL, laugh my butt off but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Going off. ^^ Byebyeee! Abrupt. I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2564089809271090522?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2564089809271090522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2564089809271090522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-violet-eyes-get-brighter-and-heavy.html' title='When violet eyes get brighter, and heavy wings grow lighter, i&apos;ll taste the sky and feel alive again'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1701655645331526932</id><published>2010-04-23T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:59:23.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamfeelingmoodlessatthemoment'/><title type='text'>The stars lean down to kiss you, and I lie awake and miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bloody hell&lt;/b&gt; lah I feel so horrible now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SO HORRIBLE. {!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By horrible I don't mean I am sick or feeling unwell or anything, &lt;u&gt;but horrible as in what i feel inside&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Right. You must be feeling so confused now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like elaborating :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... Yeah.&amp;nbsp;To *ahem*,&amp;nbsp;sorry if I am evil, but yaaaaa, I have to be. It is for the good of all the human beings on earth. Okay maybe not all. But yeah, you should know ... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I forgot what I was going/wanting to type. Totally forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hover&gt;Nvm let's skip this part.&lt;/hover&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&amp;nbsp;the teacher&amp;nbsp;confiscated my maths paper because I was doing it during english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya she shouldn't have done that cause it wouldn't have made any difference if she did it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, if a teacher confiscates your stuffs, especially if its &lt;b&gt;YOURRRRS&lt;/b&gt; you don't need to worry. Because the teacher is extremely likely to return it to you [&lt;i&gt;probably when class ends&lt;/i&gt;] but nevertheless he/she would return it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have no claim upon it. Of course there &lt;u&gt;ARE&lt;/u&gt; some evil-er teachers who keeps your stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats sad cause if he/she does that to every student then he/she would have lots of junks in his/her bag. Different stuffs like &lt;i&gt;papers, crushgears, broken rulers, stationery, random shit, notes, storybooks, crap rubbish&lt;/i&gt; and stuff like that. If he/she is lucky he/she might get to confiscate handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah anyway my maths paper were returned back to me after the lesson, during dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Much to my disappointment anyway&lt;/b&gt;, I was like thinking if, she didn't return it to me then I wouldn't need to do the papers. I would have an excellent excuse on Monday and I don't need to rack my brains for the answers to the maths questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate teachers who say something(s) just to threaten you.&lt;br /&gt;Like, confiscating your stuffs then telling you "You will have to explain it to ______ yourself why you did not do your homework".&lt;br /&gt;AND then returning it to me later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's lame. &lt;u&gt;I KNOW&lt;/u&gt;. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Liye is watching Saw 6. In case you don't know what's that, it's like a horror movie. I call it Sausage, because Saw 6 sounds like sausage. (doesn't it?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyways I shall be going to WPY house soon to do the science project. Yeash, can't wait to get out of my damned house manzxc ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1701655645331526932?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1701655645331526932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1701655645331526932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/stars-lean-down-to-kiss-you-and-i-lie.html' title='The stars lean down to kiss you, and I lie awake and miss you'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7258250025295932267</id><published>2010-04-22T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:02:03.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I live life waiting for time to pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/S9AOoyJsE8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nfXT94TQqpo/s1600/monkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/S9AOoyJsE8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nfXT94TQqpo/s200/monkey.jpg" width="198" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helllllo&amp;nbsp;you aliens who&amp;nbsp;are still reading my blog even though I (well-kindda-but-not-anymore) abandoned my blog and announced that I was dead/MIA-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the prolly only reason you are still reading this blog is because&amp;nbsp;a)&amp;nbsp;you have nothing else to do&amp;nbsp;OR b) you randomly stumbled across this pathetic&amp;nbsp;page or c)&amp;nbsp;YOU FELL FOR ME THATS WHY YOURE A LOYAL READER HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA or d)&amp;nbsp;my posts are nice to read or e) you came here to rip stuffs or f) you are a stalker or ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im gonna stop lah&amp;nbsp;if not the list will never end -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&amp;nbsp;but the point is that I don't understand why my blog is dead and YET i still post like (almost) everyday :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo she bu de&amp;nbsp;ABANDON&amp;nbsp;my blog!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONNA PLAY BASKETBALL TOMORROW HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7258250025295932267?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7258250025295932267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7258250025295932267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-live-life-waiting-for-time-to-pass.html' title='I live life waiting for time to pass'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/S9AOoyJsE8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nfXT94TQqpo/s72-c/monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347871100544934227.post-774869712933589581</id><published>2010-04-20T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:26:19.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Square 1</title><content type='html'>Okay so now everything's back to normal already :)&lt;br /&gt;AND i deleted the last post. Well sorry if you missed it. Too bad :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY. LOL! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thankyou &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NG WEN MIN&lt;/span&gt; and her grandpappy (loL) for sending me home like almost everytimes~! TY KAY! Love you very very very very very very much ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DELVINE TAN&lt;/span&gt;! Recover soon k your finger. ^^ You always tio one! LOL! :B Hehe confirm heal very fast de lah, that time Thecla one also have internal bleeding ma. Now okay le. LOL! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe kay enough crappings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Delvine says she's super unlucky today cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Some bitch when to steal her moneh (thats what she said o_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Her finger kena by basketball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; And she lost her autobook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUAY. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay anyway short post today.! Zaijian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-774869712933589581?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/774869712933589581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/774869712933589581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/square-1.html' title='Square 1'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8349709642151303900</id><published>2010-04-19T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:11:01.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Random quiz ^^</title><content type='html'>Kay I shall just do a random quiz. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;name : TWW!&lt;br /&gt;sisters : ZERO&lt;br /&gt;brothers: 1&lt;br /&gt;shoe size : not sure, should be 6+?&lt;br /&gt;height : 158cm. I think I now 160 le.&lt;br /&gt;where do you live : singapore&lt;br /&gt;favourite drinks : Depends on what situation&lt;br /&gt;favourite breakfast : KOKOCRUNCH. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been on a plane : Yup.&lt;br /&gt;swam in the ocean : Yeash&lt;br /&gt;fallen asleep in school : Always during socials studies period.&lt;br /&gt;broken someone's heart : Nopey, I'm a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;fell off your chair : HAHA YA. HURT y'know.&lt;br /&gt;sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;what is your room like : Unorganised + messy -_- dont bother clearing it cause everytime I do, it'll only get messier.&lt;br /&gt;what is the last thing you ate : dinner? Which consists of rice.&lt;br /&gt;ever had chicken pox : Yeah seriously I wondered about that, and no, I dont have it, and it's damn bad cause the older I get it, the pain-er it would be. And what if it happens during dreaded times? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sore throat : Yup. Sometimes I shout too much.&lt;br /&gt;whats right beside you : speakers.&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in love at first sight : Er dunno leh. This type of thing dont ask me.&lt;br /&gt;who was the last person you danced with : I don't dance. (:&lt;br /&gt;last made you smile : Myself.&lt;br /&gt;talk to someone you like : Friends o_O&lt;br /&gt;kissed anyone : No, but i got kissed I mean like duh when i'm born my family would be rejoicing and all ...&lt;br /&gt;get sick : yup. If the answer to this is no it means there's something wrong -_-&lt;br /&gt;talked to an ex : No ex!&lt;br /&gt;best feeling in the world : To be loved I guess.&lt;br /&gt;do you sleep with stuff animals : Tigger! x3&lt;br /&gt;whats under your bed : Oxygen, prolly dust. And stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;who do you really hate : A bitch and a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;what time is it now : 8:01PM.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind right now : Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings : Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children : Dunnoe leh from the way I see it, pregnancy is scary -_-&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often : every second. SWEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing : No. It sucks cause I'm always in a hurry to write and I'll just scrawl across the page.&lt;br /&gt;Are your toenails painted : Nope. I dont even have nail polish bottles to start with.&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in : Er, dunno leh? My bed very comfy already :)&lt;br /&gt;What colour shirt are you wearing : Black.&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday : Dang I cant remember. Should be eating dinner/guai guai doing homework ba.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till : this year is over.&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last : Cannot remember leh ..&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person : YES! VERY :B&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets : Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now? : At his home. SHOW LUO!! HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now? : Erm. Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window? : Yup ...&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth? : Depends :)&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?: Mother.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of ? : Myself?&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved? : Alot. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy? : Nope. I try to though hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?: No ex lah what's up with you?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you? : nope. Not really?&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go to church? : Very unfrequently. I remember the last (and probably only) time I went to church was on christmas day and i went there mainly cause there was a gigantic (free-of-charge) turkey to eat there ...&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to? : GOOOD FRIENDS ^^&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time? : Differs.&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident? : er sometimes lo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY tag 5 persons:&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna tag. HEHE If you wanna do it then do it. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I'm done with the quiz. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8349709642151303900?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8349709642151303900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8349709642151303900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-quiz.html' title='Random quiz ^^'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7173668264098708615</id><published>2010-04-16T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T17:56:55.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday x3</title><content type='html'>OKIE HELLOO IM BACK, good eh?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel totally pointless posting cause, nobody reads this blog anyway, but yup, I shall just post to relieve my boredom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Friday. No school tomorrow. Happy. :B&lt;br /&gt;Tons of homework though aaaah sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSNing the frog now lor, gonna return him something today but he chionged home to tuition. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;AND the school library's computer doesnt have the stupid VLC media player, so can't watch Saw 6 in the end. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;SAD LAH(!) HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK now I'm pondering on what to type ... Racking my brains. My brain not functioning well today. Plus I had a gigantic headache during supplementary aaaaaaaaaah. Played basketball then the headache went away ^^ HEHE I shall play basketball if I ever get a headache again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna plurk plurk plurk today! Sadly the other comp can't access plurk, I dunno why. HATE THAT COMP, feel like stabbing it into 500 pieces. Only this comp can go plurk, maybe the other comp is too stupid alr -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kiwi so funneh. Instead of saying "Class greet", he said "Class shit!" LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7173668264098708615?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7173668264098708615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7173668264098708615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-x3.html' title='Friday x3'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1009063803292190610</id><published>2010-04-15T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:17:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW THIS LAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=1347871100544934227" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs471.ash1/25842_1437509700176_1306015517_31206003_508886_n.jpg" id="myphoto" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAINING. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Very good time to sleep though :B&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE But got alot thunder lor, liddat how to sleep one!&lt;br /&gt;Sian shit lah. Just as I was typing this there came an extremeeeeeely loud thunder -_-&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SUDDENLY LAH scared the bloody crap outta me.&lt;br /&gt;Today stayed back for remedial so nothing much happened lah, it lasted for like 1hr only, and 5 min was used while we walked to the classroom, and like 10 min was used to take attendance, cause there were like 40+ students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toking to the froggie now on MSN, HAHAHA damn funneh lah until now I still dunno who is his crush.&lt;br /&gt;I wan to play bball after supplementary tmrw :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使风雨非常大,我们从来都不怕&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1009063803292190610?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1009063803292190610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1009063803292190610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/screw-this-lah.html' title='SCREW THIS LAH'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-728354246566361051</id><published>2010-04-13T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:58:58.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kthxbye</title><content type='html'>k hie again.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I'm posting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I can't login plurk dang. :(&lt;br /&gt;it's raining. Perfect time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling fucking pissed off anyw due to something, hate that asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Swear i would punch him if wouldn't get into trouble -_-&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm good so I shall not rant my anger in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Damn lah don't feel like doing homework, i have tonssssss to do AND I freaking HATE maths now. HATE HATE HATE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HMPH LAH coming home is alr a burden, ilove school school school.&lt;br /&gt;And this computer is extremely hard to use lah pissing me off&lt;br /&gt;Everything I see today jiu bu shuang&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la aiyahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Dont even know why I bother posting when nobody even reads this blog now, -_________-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ru guo shi guang neng dao liu, na gai duo hao. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post another day/soon/when i have time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-728354246566361051?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/728354246566361051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/728354246566361051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/kthxbye.html' title='kthxbye'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-252307143388517128</id><published>2010-04-09T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:29:47.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello I didn't say Im back hor</title><content type='html'>Hie, it has been around 10 quadrillion years since I logged into blogger ..&lt;br /&gt;And I must admit, this blog is pretty dead now.&lt;br /&gt;I have no intentions to save it though, I shall let it be/rot.&lt;br /&gt;Read the title and you will understand :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I am posting now to kill time as I am feeling veryyyy bored. I have homework/stupid chinese kou tou bao gao to do, but I want to do it. Nooo Im way too lazy. Shall leave it for another day perhaps. I think I procrastinate too much -_- I feel like I havent done anything productive/useful in the pass few weeks and I just flunked my exams and this is the year of PSLE and I am STILL typing this.&lt;br /&gt;WTH i am such a slacker. LOL, k, whatever, i think im disappointed in myself hahaha lololol.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could simply go back in time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as I have said, I kindda flunked my exams so I shall not reveal my marks, but lemme tell you that it was an extremely large (and obvious) drop in the results. Damn it. Im supposed to be grounded/banned but I dont know why I am still typing. Oh ya. To kill time. As I have already said.&lt;br /&gt;This post is getting nowhere and rather pointless so maybe I shall end it? Maybe I would revive this blog, I dont know yet. Maybe. 50% chance hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah NAPFA is next week. Sian lah I dont feel like running 1.6km -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I realised that this post is written in a rather flat and dull tone with no emotions or anything. I dont know :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-252307143388517128?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/252307143388517128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/252307143388517128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-i-didnt-say-im-back-hor.html' title='Hello I didn&apos;t say Im back hor'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7365007437601010686</id><published>2010-01-10T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:39:23.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>AAH&lt;br /&gt;I will be MIA-ing.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT, I haven't complete the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;... in blog.&lt;br /&gt;BLOG only. I think this is the end of my blogger life (HAHAHAA o.o"). I will still be online, under certain conditions. Limited computer usage time. What an early time to hibernate, it's just the first week of 2010. Anyway, even if I'm online, I won't blog. I might check on my blog (I don't need to, actually coz nobody tags much anymore :P) and I might be on msn from time to time but sometimes it lags maple alot so I'll not sign in. o_o"&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sucks o, listening to me rant. LOLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye. I dont think anybody will read the above so ya ...&lt;br /&gt;AND WAIT. 1 more thing.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be tagging anyone very oftenly (eh there IS such a word?), so don't expect too much tags. From me, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT. BYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7365007437601010686?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7365007437601010686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7365007437601010686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/01/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2378363065324724562</id><published>2010-01-06T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:38:42.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm lunching</title><content type='html'>Both Wenmin + Delvine dint come school today :( Awwwwwwwwwwwwzxczxc.&lt;br /&gt;And somemore the person sitting beside me is like ...&lt;br /&gt;like ...&lt;br /&gt;she's like ...&lt;br /&gt;damn awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And pro and smart and kind and good and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;And please take note, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm being sarcastic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah. I'm kindda glad the teacher is rearranging the seats tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the person who sits beside me sees this! LOL HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I ... want ... to go and play maple :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2378363065324724562?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2378363065324724562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2378363065324724562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-lunching.html' title='i&apos;m lunching'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8867349712227797349</id><published>2010-01-01T10:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:36:00.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2  O  1  O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new year resolutions have already popped up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;People around telling you to prepare for PSLE er, this year is a damn crucial important and can affect the rest of your future bla bla, which &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; true, some of you might be thinking right now.&lt;br /&gt;BUT RELAX. However crucial this year is, I still must eat sleep breathe move and most importantly, play maple.&lt;br /&gt;That's about right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND TMRW IS SCHOOL WTFNESS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is supposed to be time to relax. So far my this holiday, my brain has been bombarded by stupid maths maths &lt;b&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;more maths&lt;/small&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know who my teacher is gna be, hmmmmmmmm :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delvine called me today, ask what to bring on the first day of schl.&lt;br /&gt;I told her don't need bring anything LOL.&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school don't need bring anything de ma. o_o The teacher can't blame you if you didn't bring your textbook/activity book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing &lt;u&gt;maple&lt;/u&gt; now (omg I'm talking about maple &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;). I'm leveling soon woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8867349712227797349?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8867349712227797349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8867349712227797349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2010/01/o.html' title=''/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7459601301447058263</id><published>2009-12-29T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:58:02.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamfeelingmoodlessatthemoment'/><title type='text'>I AM 71 FINALLY :D</title><content type='html'>It has been damn long since I pressed the little blue button that said NEW POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaaa, let me check. Last post on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd december&lt;/span&gt; o_o" Figure out how long I've been absent yourself (&lt;i&gt;which, come to think of it, isn't that long issit?&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND my marmite expired. I LOVE &lt;a href="http://stylishcorpse.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/marmite.gif"&gt;MARMITE&lt;/a&gt; 8D 8D 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways camera spoiled. thus I cant upload any pictures ==&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD. &lt;big&gt;Because my brother's wishlist is awesome.&lt;/big&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I'm waiting/hoping Celia/Tasha/Hashmine to upload pictures on our outing (if they were doing so at all). Crapping while doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i love the title of this post. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the short (if you consider it) post again xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7459601301447058263?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7459601301447058263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7459601301447058263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-71-finally-d.html' title='I AM 71 FINALLY :D'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8686376049452720055</id><published>2009-12-22T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:17:51.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every action has a consequence</title><content type='html'>Addicted with MS until I've neglected this blog :b&lt;br /&gt;Aha whatever lollllllolol.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post anyway, my life is &lt;b&gt;plain boring.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need 1 more level to 3rd job advancement. D:&lt;br /&gt;Aiya i donno. MC is kindda slow and so is ghostship when there's no 2x.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me rant! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my posts getting shorter and shorter lol.&lt;br /&gt;My life, is boring. Therefore there's nothing much to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sitting in front of the computer staring into thick air and trying to get some inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. None came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope there's an outing on Sunday! D: I keep staying the house, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我会闷死的&lt;/span&gt;. (!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8686376049452720055?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8686376049452720055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8686376049452720055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-action-has-consequence.html' title='Every action has a consequence'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-7975121038662505159</id><published>2009-12-17T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:44:16.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MS'/><title type='text'>XMAS! 8D</title><content type='html'>I'm like addicted to maple right naos 8D 8D 8D&lt;br /&gt;^^ XMAS VILLAGE IS OUTTTT :P&lt;br /&gt;Posted screenshots, click to zoom :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Symgq2WphQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0Fi3baxN5ak/s1600-h/Maple0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Symgq2WphQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0Fi3baxN5ak/s400/Maple0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416036684895192322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wenmin and me :D ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/SymgqfPKb8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ce3P8GnEtl0/s1600-h/Maple0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/SymgqfPKb8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ce3P8GnEtl0/s400/Maple0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416036678689779650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random shot? o_o It's an equip christmas tree ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/SymgqA5N23I/AAAAAAAAAQg/NGBvLb37FNY/s1600-h/Maple0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/SymgqA5N23I/AAAAAAAAAQg/NGBvLb37FNY/s400/Maple0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416036670544665458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Symgp_v5gzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/d_Qf-aTeouw/s1600-h/Maple0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Symgp_v5gzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/d_Qf-aTeouw/s400/Maple0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416036670237147954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wenmin, delvine in the middle then me :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/SymgppZUN8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/QjqohSodu_Y/s1600-h/Maple0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/SymgppZUN8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/QjqohSodu_Y/s400/Maple0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416036664236849090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenmin me delvine alina. LOL. Delvine and Alina are twins ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-7975121038662505159?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7975121038662505159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/7975121038662505159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-like-addicted-to-maple-right-naos-8d.html' title='XMAS! 8D'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Symgq2WphQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0Fi3baxN5ak/s72-c/Maple0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347871100544934227.post-8142405035149304760</id><published>2009-12-13T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T08:18:26.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madeline&apos;s house'/><title type='text'>JAIHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wth. &lt;b&gt;Blogger&lt;/b&gt; screwed again.&lt;br /&gt;At least, for me. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;The typing box is almost the size of &lt;u&gt;my pinkie&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Madeline house on Wed. With Wenmin, Delvine, Liye, Teris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline say donno what &lt;i&gt;singing competition&lt;/i&gt; but then we ended up playing mahjong and Liye L4D2-ed on Madeline's computer &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; some people got abandoned in the process LOLLL :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO UHRM IN MY BRAIN ITS ALL BLANK AT THE MO'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only thinking of playing maple coz it's addictive oh lololol.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I havent played it for years alr, so duh I am hooked on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But confirm, after a few years (&lt;i&gt;or maybe months&lt;/i&gt;) I'll end up quitting.&lt;br /&gt;Happened to me alot times alr ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I bet no one's reading my blog alr -,- Makes it pointless to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8142405035149304760?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8142405035149304760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8142405035149304760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/jaiho.html' title='JAIHO'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3008516519585704429</id><published>2009-12-10T09:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:45:13.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im back to maple wooteh'/><title type='text'>I LOVE MS</title><content type='html'>Er, so I'll start off with: Sorry for not posting for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main reason is because I'm totally hooked on maple already HAHAHAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Once again I (insert all the gratitude-related words here) thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wenmin&lt;/span&gt; dearest! LOL! :b&lt;br /&gt;She gna online today, yayz LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YESSSS, LIYE PLAYS MAPLE NOW :D. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delvine doesn't. Her comp cannot o_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting Maple into my thumbdrive. :) It has enough space lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hesitating at this point coz I don't know what to post.&lt;br /&gt;riiiiiight. Enough of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for wasting 10 secs of your life reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3008516519585704429?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3008516519585704429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3008516519585704429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-ms.html' title='I LOVE MS'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-557628763214304618</id><published>2009-12-05T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:16:10.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The disk of Venus crosses the solar limb</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_1534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely siao peekture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A NERD AND PROUD OF IT. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Kk whatever. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;Im back from overoceans yesterday! Now (duh) in SG. :D.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. I LOVE THE LAST HOTEL. (L)&lt;br /&gt;It rocks to the core. Seeeeriously. You enter the toilet via the wardrobe its so cute + cool. HAHAHAHAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;And my whole tour guide + friends are like darn active, even if the tour is over, we're still organising a gathering again, with the tour guide. Isn't it like damn awesome. Hahaha. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here. OH NO ITS RAINING SCREW YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-557628763214304618?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/557628763214304618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/557628763214304618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/disk-of-venus-crosses-solar-limb.html' title='The disk of Venus crosses the solar limb'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1854926927189342531</id><published>2009-12-03T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:43:21.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well begun is half done</title><content type='html'>The place im currently at is at a temperature of 16 degree celcius and its like friggin awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I donno how to explain. You have to go to the toilet through the wardrobe. I know it's cool. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotels all 5 star except for 1 of the hotel, and so far the current one im in (right nao) is the bestest. Like omg there's Wifi in all of the hotel, except for the 4 star-ed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped alot siah, I bought stuffs for all my beloved onez, but some not enough leh. So I hope you will understand :P Hehehe. Sorry :O. Because one keychain costs like 80$ yup. Don't worry tho, taiwan rate is 22.70 or something, and rounded off to nearest whole number it's 20 so 80/20=4.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. $4 for one keychain. So. uncheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, shopped damn lot. Went to Taipei 101. It's a shopping mall that consists of 101 levels. Cool eh. :D But alot stuffz there very expensive, er to name some examples, a bag costs $5000+. xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hotel we lived in had hotspring, spa, sauna, steam bath etcetra etc etc. Rlly awesome. Hot steam bath is good for my father. Cuts down his &lt;s&gt;potbelly&lt;/s&gt; AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The hotspring water is at a temperature of 43.2 degree celcius -.-!! It's like damn hot siahla. Ended up going to the 37degreed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the whole trip. LOL. I got short term memory. :P I'll be checking out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1854926927189342531?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1854926927189342531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1854926927189342531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-begun-is-half-done.html' title='Well begun is half done'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-484195555106332751</id><published>2009-11-26T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:45:41.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overseas'/><title type='text'>I'm gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Swzl2qlm4GI/AAAAAAAAAQI/skY6T8-jMk0/s1600/CAM_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Swzl2qlm4GI/AAAAAAAAAQI/skY6T8-jMk0/s400/CAM_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407949979872845922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to entertain you. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to zoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This shall be my last post,&lt;/span&gt; 'til &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's coz I won't be in sing a pore, but I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; still be online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That depends if the hotel I'll be staying at has free W5. (I hope it has.) Meanwhiles, wenmin will be helping me to plurk, if she has time anyway :O. Hehezxczxcz, thanks meimei! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delvine is supposed to return yesterday. :( But she's like not online la, zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish myself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一路顺风&lt;/span&gt;! :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO! (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-484195555106332751?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/484195555106332751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/484195555106332751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-gone-with-wind.html' title='I&apos;m gone with the wind'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzYFE4j1674/Swzl2qlm4GI/AAAAAAAAAQI/skY6T8-jMk0/s72-c/CAM_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347871100544934227.post-3104517102521829762</id><published>2009-11-25T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:08:14.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't even know where your life is going</title><content type='html'>Will be posting tmrw look out k!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)(L)(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3104517102521829762?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3104517102521829762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3104517102521829762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-dont-even-know-where-your-life-is.html' title='You don&apos;t even know where your life is going'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-6353942055521306085</id><published>2009-11-22T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:30:43.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey peepos, I'm here to update this sad blog k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room has accumulated so much shit throughout one year. :(&lt;br /&gt;Trying to &lt;i&gt;tidy&lt;/i&gt; up my room (&lt;b&gt;although it'll end up even messier yepz&lt;/b&gt;). Coz it looked like an explosion had taken place there earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my dad ticked me off for getting 85 (minus-ed the half) for maths ._. If you're a regular reader then you'll know what his &lt;u&gt;expectations&lt;/u&gt; are. (i've already written them in my previous previous preeeeeeeeevious post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 85/100&lt;br /&gt;Maths 95/100&lt;br /&gt;Science 90/100&lt;br /&gt;Chinese 85/100&lt;br /&gt;hcL 75/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAO SIAO SIAO. SIAO SIAOOOOOOOOO SIIIIIAO SIAAAAAAO SIAOOOOOOOO MAD MAD MAD MAD MAD MENTAL MEEEEENTAL MEENNNTAL MENTTTTTTTAL MENTAAAAL MENTALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YA, if you are under stress like me lollll.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 373px; height: 279px;" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm103/xweiweixx/CAM_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably look like this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;This is the *ahem* artwork of Nadine and Michelle, called DOMO-KUN VERSION TWO (2).&lt;br /&gt;It's smexy! AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 279px;" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm103/xweiweixx/CAM_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought all new books already, but hcL books are always pitifully slow ._.&lt;br /&gt;It's like that every year, either "haven't come out" or price haven't confirm, etc etc whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, here I am triple zac-ing. (if you know what I mean, but obviously you don't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 273px;" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm103/xweiweixx/CAM_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyahz whatever, last pix of my newwww shoez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-6353942055521306085?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6353942055521306085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/6353942055521306085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/die.html' title='DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5057756987237778334</id><published>2009-11-21T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:58:39.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramdiz singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cbox'/><title type='text'>And what the jury said</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Your request could not be processed. The error was logged. Please Refresh this page and if the problem continues, click Back to return to the previous page or here to return to the home page. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is what appeared on my screen when I attempted (unsuccessfully, tho) to access my cbox.&lt;br /&gt;o_O if you were wondering why I changed my cbox, that is.&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHO TAG FIRSSSSSSSSSSST, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went zoo (zhu, as the uncle pronounces it) today with choir group, and ramdiz singers, :D.&lt;br /&gt;MY CAM SPOIL -'- I SO SUAY. When Celia upload, then go her blog lah :D. But she locked it, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Will miss her so much lor :( EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH MUST KEEP IN TOUCH LEH (!) :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow ramdiz singers going back to Philippines already, aww :(&lt;br /&gt;Added them on facebook :) &lt;br /&gt;Speaking about facebook ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old facebook trick:&lt;span class="cnt"&gt; press: up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, enter, right, up and down.. (ON THE KEYBOARD).&lt;br /&gt;See what happens, magical red circles!!! It's magic LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok don't try it. Translation: It's not my fault if you computer will be full of magical circles for ever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I removed it. :D LOL.&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/1347871100544934227-5057756987237778334?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5057756987237778334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5057756987237778334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-what-jury-said.html' title='And what the jury said'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1625258286132166188</id><published>2009-11-19T18:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:18:54.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>I am a bad student loL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0771.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 231px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0771.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like dammit dammit dammit tiring k, don't feel like elaborating heh heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;Quizzzzzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do it and repost the title with whatever rank you were given.&lt;br /&gt;Ranks are given at the bottom of this note. If you have done something in this school which is indicated by the sentence, mark the [ ] on the left side of the thing you have done with a x.&lt;br /&gt;Let the game begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 1:&lt;br /&gt;[x]Sleep in class&lt;br /&gt;[x]Talked in class&lt;br /&gt;[x]Not seating at your own place in class&lt;br /&gt;[x]Scolded by a teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x]Litter the classroom&lt;br /&gt;[  ]Did not do your homework at least 15 times&lt;br /&gt;[x]Submitted your homework late at least 10 times&lt;br /&gt;[  ]Came late for school at least 10 times&lt;br /&gt;[ ]brought/wore home clothes without school's permission&lt;br /&gt;[ ]brought/wore jewellery to school&lt;br /&gt;[x]did not pay attention in class for at least 60% of the time&lt;br /&gt;[x]cried out "sian" or "wa lao eh" to the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x]plucked a flower/ killed a plant in school&lt;br /&gt;[x]copied other people's homework in desperation&lt;br /&gt;[x]played a trick on your classmates/teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2:&lt;br /&gt;[  ]sent for detention class&lt;br /&gt;[x]late in class&lt;br /&gt;[x]not wearing your school uniform properly&lt;br /&gt;[x]shouted at the top of your voice during lesson time&lt;br /&gt;[x]scolding vulgarities in class&lt;br /&gt;[x]spotted hairstyle deemed unacceptable by the school&lt;br /&gt;[  ]used a school facility without school's permission&lt;br /&gt;[x]played soccer/basketball or any other sports in classroom&lt;br /&gt;[x]singing loudly during lesson&lt;br /&gt;[x]walking around the class aimlessly during lesson time&lt;br /&gt;[x]did not greet the teacher properly&lt;br /&gt;[x]went to the toilet during lesson time without permission&lt;br /&gt;[x]played a trick on the teacher during april fools&lt;br /&gt;[x]used the teacher's table as a rubbish dump&lt;br /&gt;[x]made yourself a nuisance to the teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3:&lt;br /&gt;[x]was asked to stay back after school/ break time&lt;br /&gt;[  ]made a fool out of morning assembly&lt;br /&gt;[x]wasted the school's toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;[x]sabotaged someone&lt;br /&gt;[x]irritated someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4:&lt;br /&gt;[  ]forged your parent's signature&lt;br /&gt;[x]forged a classmate's signature&lt;br /&gt;[ ]forged a teacher's signature&lt;br /&gt;[ ]made rude remarks to the school cleaners in front of them&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flew a paper aeroplane down from the school from at least the fifth storey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5:&lt;br /&gt;[x]fiddling with your handphone during lesson time&lt;br /&gt;[ ]played with your PSP in school&lt;br /&gt;[x]using school computer to play games without a teacher's permission&lt;br /&gt;[ ]listened to an MP3 player in school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]messed with the teacher's pigeon hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6:&lt;br /&gt;[  ]vandalising with school property&lt;br /&gt;[  ]tried to defame your school in public&lt;br /&gt;[x]used the internet to scold teachers&lt;br /&gt;[x]fought with someone in school&lt;br /&gt;[  ]shoplifted in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7:&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cheated in a class test&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cheated in a school examination&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cheated for your PSLE/ GCE 'O' or 'A' Level Examination&lt;br /&gt;[x]Lied to your teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x]played truancy for hall assemblies/ specific lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] took drugs in school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]smoked in school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]set fire to something in the school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]locked the teacher out of the classroom&lt;br /&gt;[ ]played truancy just after coming to school just to take attendance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9:&lt;br /&gt;[ ]refused to pay school fees&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cheated the school money&lt;br /&gt;[ ]stole things which belonged to the school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]bullied someone in school&lt;br /&gt;[x]pranked called your school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10:&lt;br /&gt;[x]raised your voice/shouted against a student leader&lt;br /&gt;[x]raised your voice/shouted against a teacher&lt;br /&gt;[ ]raised your voice/shouted against your discipline master/mistress&lt;br /&gt;[ ]raised your voice/shouted against your vice-principal&lt;br /&gt;[ ]raised your voice/shouted against your principal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11:&lt;br /&gt;[ ]brought weapons to the school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]brought real firearms to the school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]brought a real bomb to the school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fired a real weapon in the school with the motive to frighten/kill&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dressed up as a terrorist to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 0-15-------------{I am a good student}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 16-20------------{I am a good student but with occasional trouble}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between21-30------------{I am an average student}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 31-40------------{I am a bad student}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 41-50------------{I am a very bad student}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 51-60------------{I should have been caned by the discipline master}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 61-65------------{I should have been expelled from school}&lt;br /&gt;If you are between 66-75------------{I should have been sent to a reformatory centre}&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know i am guai -.-!!!! loL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;postscript: will miss deldeldeldelvinevinevinevine lor, she going overoceans omgzzzzzzzzz T_T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1625258286132166188?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1625258286132166188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1625258286132166188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-bad-student-lol.html' title='I am a bad student loL.'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-5835081187690584335</id><published>2009-11-17T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:42:23.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamfeelingmoodlessatthemoment'/><title type='text'>Oh, where did it all go wrong?</title><content type='html'>Back frm a tiring day, haven't even bathe yet.&lt;br /&gt;Got back my report book today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;English: 78 (A)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 78 (A)&lt;br /&gt;hcL: 65 (MERIT WOOHOOZ lol)&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 80 (A)&lt;br /&gt;Science: 83 (A)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the "unimportant" subs are all A except art and music. LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL Laugh my butt off :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going SIX-H next year, hehehohohahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Conduct is very good omg it's supposed to be excellent!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Weiwei has a sociable, outgoing nature and has a cheerful disposition. She is able to carry out tasks independently. In addition, she is a good teamplayer who injects energy in class discussions and lessons YEAH! Like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing(s) to note: &lt;b&gt;Check dictionary for disposition.&lt;/b&gt; Eh I think it means mental problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Post/script: What the t00ts my father said my marks so noob. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-5835081187690584335?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5835081187690584335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/5835081187690584335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-where-did-it-all-go-wrong.html' title='Oh, where did it all go wrong?'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-754343908478789717</id><published>2009-11-16T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:28:26.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamfeelingmoodlessatthemoment'/><title type='text'>Tell me where's our inspiration</title><content type='html'>Changed blogskin which I worked on for 1 day, :D. Sorry if it annoys you yeah, changing blogskins at the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hello SohJiaMin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badmouth me behind my back? Pls la, your acting very fake k. Call my friends fkers? Eh, look in the mirror first, and tell me what do you see. Oh I already know actually, a guaichee dog who goes around judging people, thinking she is their mama and having ___ with their fathers on MRT trains.&lt;br /&gt;You are not my mutha (oh nobody even wants to be yr son/daughter, loser.), so, please get the bloodydeepshithell out of my social life. Keep your nose out of other people's business if you like the shape it is. Mai act innocent, think you very guai k. :)&lt;br /&gt;Slaps, apparently are (maybe) not working on you so I'll be thinking of a new method *wink.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Oh yeah, I don't want it to sound like you affected me at all so this post won't be very very very very very long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-754343908478789717?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/754343908478789717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/754343908478789717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-wheres-our-inspiration.html' title='Tell me where&apos;s our inspiration'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-3339288482987315463</id><published>2009-11-14T09:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:17:32.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday the thirteenth'/><title type='text'>Friday the thirteenth</title><content type='html'>Yesterday friday the thirteenth, no wonder we were quite suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched movie (2012) with simplicityf, then went to Weili's "barbecue" party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*This particular uber unlucky event shall be censored&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;2012&lt;/b&gt;, the movie, wasn't nice to watch :(&lt;br /&gt;3. We didn't get to choose our seats, as the whole cinema is almost booked.&lt;br /&gt;4. We sat at the 3rd row (1st and 2nd rows are ALL empty) and it sucked cause the screen was &lt;u&gt;damn glaring&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Too much people queueing for popcorn/hotdog and stuffs so we didn't buy any, in fear that we might miss our show.&lt;br /&gt;6. Cinema cold like mad.&lt;br /&gt;7. Lost terence + kishore after the movie (&lt;i&gt;Madeline: Who cares?&lt;/i&gt;) :P&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Realised terence and kishore already at Weili's house.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Madeline's JUST BOUGHT sprite drink had a &lt;u&gt;leak&lt;/u&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;10. Rushed to drink finish the sprite (almost burned my throat)&lt;br /&gt;11. Ran to take LRT&lt;br /&gt;12. LRT was full&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;em&gt;I stepped on a woman's feet without realising I was doing so &lt;/em&gt;(so malu seh)&lt;br /&gt;14. It started raining&lt;br /&gt;15. We walked to Weili's house with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;16. I was sharing umbrella with Madeline + rachel aaaaaaaaaand all of us got wet.&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked until I got blister.&lt;br /&gt;18. Reached Weili's ultra grand house but, still wet.&lt;br /&gt;19. Didn't have a barbecue (Weili said there was)&lt;br /&gt;20. I scared a fish in their tank when Weili told me not to&lt;br /&gt;21. Watched Drag Me to Hell and the 'Lamnia' word or whatever still scares me.&lt;br /&gt;22. Punched Madeline because she 'Lamnia'ed me.&lt;br /&gt;23. Couldn't finish the spaghetti her mom cooked.&lt;br /&gt;24. Floor was wet so I almost slipped while playing badminton.&lt;br /&gt;25. Looked unglam in all shots&lt;br /&gt;26. Their grandpa clock was late/early by five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;b&gt;House muthadamning big&lt;/b&gt;. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;28. Vases vases everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;29. Friday&lt;br /&gt;30. The thirteenth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why :D&lt;br /&gt;Lame me. Shall post pictures after I ripped from delvine (indeliblelu-v@bs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-3339288482987315463?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3339288482987315463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/3339288482987315463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-thirteenth.html' title='Friday the thirteenth'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-117375687210527228</id><published>2009-11-12T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:03:22.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ifeellikemyheartjustjumpedoutofmymouth'/><title type='text'>Smile coz tmrw will be worse.</title><content type='html'>Went changi airport today, it was a learning journey for the whole p5 lvl.&lt;br /&gt;I dont recall learning anything at all. All I remembered was the 'tour guide' was 46 years old and has a niece.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun tho, delvine brought her cam and I'm prepared to bet she's gna upload all the peektures.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she does tho, then I can rip from her :D Currently I can't find my fone cable which sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MSNing with Liye now, he emo-ed at the airport today :( Cheer manz &gt; : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw might be out almost the w h o l e day. School frm 7am, then watch movie with simplicityfam, and then Weili's barbecue (correct spelling at first try!! :D) party. So will be back at around 9pm, pls dont blame me if I don't plurk k!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope delvine brings her camera tmrw!!! She will upload all the pictures and I will rip them. I know I'm bad bad bad bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be watching 2012/my sister's keeper. 2012 is kinda like &lt;s&gt;rarbish&lt;/s&gt; coz, the world won't end in 2012. Mayan/nastrodamus (LIYE HOW DO YOU SPELL THAT AGAIN?) may have predicted it, does not. means it will come true. You may think I'm ignorant but lol. It's just a movie right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-117375687210527228?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/117375687210527228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/117375687210527228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile-coz-tmrw-will-be-worse.html' title='Smile coz tmrw will be worse.'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-8954388461942319854</id><published>2009-11-10T16:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:42:36.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>And this is what the jury said ...</title><content type='html'>Stayed back. Waited for the fatass but in the end he didn't turn up. Loser :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking. (Most of the peektures, courtesy of delvine [indeliblelu-v.blogspot.com])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm103/xweiweixx/Meandfootballsign-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this damn nice right. Nice shaped wall. (:&lt;br /&gt;It's at somewhere under HDB somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 139px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 185px; height: 140px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 189px; height: 140px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 139px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 139px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 185px; height: 138px;" src="http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt334/delvinetan/IMG_0663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! Ly nose tio digged. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bahz, nothing to post alr, and I'm addicted to the letter 'z'.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-8954388461942319854?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8954388461942319854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/8954388461942319854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-this-is-what-jury-said.html' title='And this is what the jury said ...'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-1329786214850434246</id><published>2009-11-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:39:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even if the sky is falling odwn,</title><content type='html'>Wenmin admits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=20][i]Wenmin ,[/i][/c][/a] says:&lt;br /&gt; My smart mind and my instincts tells me so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-1329786214850434246?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1329786214850434246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/1329786214850434246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/even-if-sky-is-falling-odwn.html' title='Even if the sky is falling odwn,'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-2851911948023903918</id><published>2009-11-08T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:14:52.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E is just another word I've never learnt to pronounce</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-69b5d041533318a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D69b5d041533318a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331293004%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8B9C652E53089724C1C173D05B8374114A12C2F.67E6B41E85078C6FB41FD65A545572F902CC0B8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69b5d041533318a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2Ok-NMV6rfreAod-YG20W3vsu0g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D69b5d041533318a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331293004%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8B9C652E53089724C1C173D05B8374114A12C2F.67E6B41E85078C6FB41FD65A545572F902CC0B8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69b5d041533318a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2Ok-NMV6rfreAod-YG20W3vsu0g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this vid, done by Liye :B&lt;br /&gt;If you noticed, halfway he was MSN-ing with me :X&lt;br /&gt;Just to entertain you all. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-2851911948023903918?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2851911948023903918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/2851911948023903918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/icy-tower-addict.html' title='L.O.V.E is just another word I&apos;ve never learnt to pronounce'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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-1347871100544934227.post-63463647452418935</id><published>2009-11-07T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:08:18.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect</title><content type='html'>Went to alina's housey, played Wii and made pizza etc. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went there with Wenmin, Delvine, Jodie.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to upload pictures from my phone, wenmin's cable spoil, so no pictures at the moment, sorry k! All will be text.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at angmokio around there today, ate crab and it's like so damn addictive. Seriously, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;Currently MSN-ing with Rachel and Wenmin dearest, they both very bored lehhhh, and Wenmin is currently staring into black (as she says) air.&lt;br /&gt;By the way Wenmin drinks oil for supper!!!!!! How fascinating is that. Beats me why she is not really fat o.o In fact, skinny like madhell.&lt;br /&gt;Gna bathe now P:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a very bohliao life, you people out there should know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347871100544934227-63463647452418935?l=streetof-luv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/63463647452418935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347871100544934227/posts/default/63463647452418935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetof-luv.blogspot.com/2009/11/pebble-in-water-makes-ripple-effect.html' title='A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect'/><author><name>somebody you know</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10122658312970904852</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>
