<?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-8214600116791627158</id><updated>2011-08-02T07:09:04.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile ; Even when the life falls</title><subtitle type='html'>Stand where you fall</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6886573769202905215</id><published>2010-05-30T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:59:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life is filled with laughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJqrgQZbAI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MZ4OIAvSwuE/s1600/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477057392461573122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJqrgQZbAI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MZ4OIAvSwuE/s400/DSC00589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;formal shot with group &amp;amp; booth members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJnyFNSaXI/AAAAAAAAAME/DTGPQlBesOg/s1600/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477054206924974450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJnyFNSaXI/AAAAAAAAAME/DTGPQlBesOg/s400/DSC00590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid shot with group &amp;amp; booth members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJnxb8IpgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/pLJ0CLDQ51I/s1600/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477054195847177730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJnxb8IpgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/pLJ0CLDQ51I/s400/DSC00591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with group members , &amp;amp; the combination of 2 booth members. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well , yesterday was fun and tiring day . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volunteer for the Family Day thingy @ sentosa . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun was scorching hot . Drank like dontknow how many litres of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running around to different booth to see what games etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual , queued up for BALLOONS whenever I seeee one .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright , I know I'm childish . Just young at heart right . :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much actually , just that enjoyed myself totally yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest of the pictures are in fb. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyay , tomorrow's my sister birthday .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still thinking of how to celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am gonna crack my brain ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6886573769202905215?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6886573769202905215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-life-is-filled-with-laughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6886573769202905215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6886573769202905215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-life-is-filled-with-laughter.html' title='When life is filled with laughter.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/TAJqrgQZbAI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MZ4OIAvSwuE/s72-c/DSC00589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-808267209808603347</id><published>2010-05-13T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:38:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is definitely great, w/o you .</title><content type='html'>Oh well , tomorrow's my first test. :s siansx siansx.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA ! but after my first test, off I go off to meet Mich with Ivy . :D&lt;br /&gt;Either bowling or watching The Last Song , maybe both. Waiting for Mich to confirm with me only.&lt;br /&gt;My new group simply rocks to the max. Except that annoyiny/boastful guy. Almost everyone dont likes him. servehimright !&lt;br /&gt;I was the only girl in the group, and the rest 4 members is like guys ?!&lt;br /&gt;So , Naz said aiya , since you the only girl , you just be guy laaaa. &amp;amp; I was called small boy all the way. Called him back small girl , LMAO. it's really funnnneh, to see him like what me ?! girl ?!&lt;br /&gt;Was totally in our own world , halfway disturbing each other and then trying to do our work at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Was singing to like cartoon songs. Like Powerpuff Girls, Spongebob, Teletubbies.&lt;br /&gt;After that, another team member let me hear the song of his phone game, which was like simply CUTE. I learnt the rythm of it already .&lt;br /&gt;Presentation was hilarious , because of Naz &amp;amp; Yat . Both of them like , in their own world , argueing with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the funniest part , Naz was standing right infront of me , making no way for me to walk over to my seat. I just lightly used my index finger and just poke his waist , &amp;amp; his reaction is like OOOIIIIIII , *JUMP* ! I was like , HA HA HA !&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm the only one in the class who knows his weakness , I tried to threaten him with it .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; in the end , Dylan just came behind me when I'm like doing my work , which scared the hell out of me , &amp;amp; Naz knows my weakness and used the same trick as me. :s&lt;br /&gt;There I go , okaaaay la , I dont threaten you , you also dont . We friends right ? So , I FRIEND YOU , YOU FRIEND ME , OKAY ?! PINKY WINKY CHOP !&lt;br /&gt;He was like , wtf ?!  In the end , he also cooperate with me luh .&lt;br /&gt;Went for clinic talk for our test tomorrow , on our way we were like : OOOI , SMALL GIRL/SMALL BOY, DONT ANYHOW RUN LAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to inter together as a class , nearly crossed the road without looking out for traffic , which I nearly got knocked down by a car if my cousin didnt call me .&lt;br /&gt;Naz goes : eeeeh , I think you better hold hand with your cousin la .&lt;br /&gt;Me : okay loooo , *wrap my arm around hers* eeeh , small girl , you want not ? I scared you also never see the traffic laaaa . *hold out my other arm for him*&lt;br /&gt;Naz : *gives the I GIVE UP face*&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA !&lt;br /&gt;How funny , isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;Home with Dylan , talked about class outing all these. Yes, planning to go Sentosa after all our UTs end. Then kajiao each other luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , tomorrow will be another DOOM day . With Mani present , my life is more miserable .&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I'm already get picked by 2 guy already , and these 2 already give me headache.&lt;br /&gt;Another Mani , which means DIE DIE !&lt;br /&gt;Somemore, he know alot of my weakness . = DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE !&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww , *bury my face &amp;amp; call for help*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go studying my test now and play my biotronic game . :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-808267209808603347?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/808267209808603347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-definitely-great-wo-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/808267209808603347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/808267209808603347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-definitely-great-wo-you.html' title='Life is definitely great, w/o you .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5520190490565192846</id><published>2010-05-05T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T21:39:39.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing back the old days.</title><content type='html'>Alright , poly life so far , is manageable . Except for the topic for programming , this really pissed me off .&lt;br /&gt;Firstly , the facilitator always speaks with the accent that all of us can't understand . For example , hex , she can say till hush hush . Like wtf , how can she expect us to know what is she trying to teach us mansx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright , class is fun . With the guys always having a msn conversation during guys and then talk some rubbish , laughters.&lt;br /&gt;So , almost everyday passed very fast . &amp;amp; I remembered how I lose control when I can't control my laughter when my group was doing the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;I think I got a new nickname , Uhhur girl . LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever I take down the notes for the group , after each point , I will uhhur uhhur , what ?! Like quite loud luh , so they imitate me . :s&lt;br /&gt;During the presentaiton , this member , Sal , he's a very very funny person .&lt;br /&gt;It was his turn to present the slide he prepared , and after presenting for awhile , he was doubtful whether the slide was his . So he just said : eh , this mine one haaar ?!&lt;br /&gt;Very loud , which caused everyone to laugh luh .&lt;br /&gt;So after his slide , it was my turn to present .&lt;br /&gt;So , started off well . But when I think of how he said that sentence , I broke off into laughter and laugh until I nearly CRIED . forgoodness sake , halfway through my presentation , I allow this kind of thing to happen .&lt;br /&gt;He was beside me at first , but after seeing me laughing until like that , the class told him to stand at the other side of the classroom .&lt;br /&gt;Despite doing this , I still can't stop my laughters , because from the corner of my eye , I still can see him .&lt;br /&gt;So , I have to use my both hands , and cover away my corner view , in order to present it without laughing like a madwoman.&lt;br /&gt;By that time , the class had already broke into laughter . LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , whenever I saw him in class , I will still laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;Because , its really tooooo funny already . :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , tomorrow going for my cca briefing .&lt;br /&gt;Friday , having a trial test run .&lt;br /&gt;Sat , recycling event from 9 to 1 . *faints*&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after that meeting darling . :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright , my inbox is spammed by my dear juniors . :s but I love it though .&lt;br /&gt;ECP ! for one of their training , the seniors gonna go back and train , after that go ECP to cycle or play , then eat and walked around . :D&lt;br /&gt;Miss my dear girls soooo much , esp the part where they are way annoying .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is so lame that we're just a room apart , but yet , he's chatting with me on MSN .&lt;br /&gt;mygoodness , what a lame brother I have . LOL , &amp;amp; my brother pyscho me to bet on football , tempted to . But in the end , he didn't allow . -___-&lt;br /&gt;Fine. He insert the middle finger ! Well , I insert back toooo .&lt;br /&gt;Well , both of us are lame . I know that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go fb-ing , commenting . HAHAHA !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5520190490565192846?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5520190490565192846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/05/reminiscing-back-old-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5520190490565192846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5520190490565192846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/05/reminiscing-back-old-days.html' title='Reminiscing back the old days.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4802598240319974645</id><published>2010-04-22T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:17:59.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue drowning in .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S9BTiYwowsI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZiNwja5WI90/s1600/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462958198227518146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S9BTiYwowsI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZiNwja5WI90/s400/DSC00126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S9BThV134HI/AAAAAAAAALU/U8cjuct6V1w/s1600/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462958180264304754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S9BThV134HI/AAAAAAAAALU/U8cjuct6V1w/s400/DSC00210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;They're the light that always shines , ensuring that I'm not alone at all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay , I'm so dead beat tired. Sore throat &amp;amp; damn flu make it even more worse for me now . s:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright , Jocelyn darling was right . Maybe because of the moodswing of weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes , hot . Sometimes , cold . Is the weather having his or her PMS ? HAHAHAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; somemore, walking under the sun to school . Then once step inside the gate , all the aircon machiam freeeeee electricity like that . Keeep blow blow blow . How to dont get sick like that ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well , stop ranting anyway . Sick means sick already .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought orange strepsils today before I entered into my class , &amp;amp; I treat the strepsils like my sweet. Keep eating every minute when the strepsils in my mouth either dissolved or get chewed at to small broken pieces and swallow it down to my tummy . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They : KENGLIN , CANNOT EAT LIKE THAT LEH ! OVERDOSE LIAO LAAAAA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : HEHEHEHE , get used to it liao la . I eat so many times also never overdose . my immune system loves strepsils tooo ma . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; they give me the stunned look whenever they saw me from 12 strepsils slowly becoming to 6 then to 3 . LOLS . I still have another pack for tomorrow . :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Programming module today was HEADACHE ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to do different shapes and sizes and colors for the task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waikit sent me a file that he once do for his year 1 , its patrick but he did it in the programming with flowers design. I tell you , I FALL IN LOVE AT ONE SIGHT ! its so unique , I means , really so different from others. So CUTE ! Showed the team mates, &amp;amp; they were like WOW ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting to warm up with the people there already , actually most of them are perfect . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still miss 4E5 though . )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt know that today was Thursday . Time passes esp fast in poly , especially when you keep face your lappy and keep finding research for powerpoint presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then listen to the each team presentation , then to the teacher one , &amp;amp; jiu YAY ! Home sweeeeet home . :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During lunch break , went to lecture room for more briefing on our course . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went with Chinyee , Clara &amp;amp; Huifang . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crapped alot in the lecture room , when the chairperson is repeating whatever she said during the FOP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch-ed , &amp;amp; great me accidentally close my programming window which means all the data I been keying into just disappeared in just one click at the X place . *cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Redo again , which eating my lunch . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presentation was CRAP again . All team was not ready , need collate this and collate that , where got time to finish in time . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily , faci give chances . :s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school , went to the cca booth to decide what to choose . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually , I was being persuaded to join the CYPHER club which was specialised for the school of IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because , of the CLARA loooooor , she ah , keep say join la , better than you go join other cca with no friends inside ma . *nod head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLS . in the end , signed up with them and cousin . :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its kind of a student union , during events like next year Freshman orientation , or any CYPHER camp , they will send an email to you and if you want you just go , which can earn CE points . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if never go , they also wont deduct your CE points . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically , you just go there , play around , enjoy yourself , like a madwoman . Esp with CLARA there , I think I will go crazy just by talking to her . Cos she will ding zui one can . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay , I'm signing off till here . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY ! meeting darling or darlings for dinner tomorrow . :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means , pictureeees time . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4802598240319974645?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4802598240319974645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/fatigue-drowning-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4802598240319974645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4802598240319974645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/fatigue-drowning-in.html' title='Fatigue drowning in .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/S9BTiYwowsI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZiNwja5WI90/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2308670166209072919</id><published>2010-04-19T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:44:08.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bother-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S8xmHIs2BuI/AAAAAAAAALE/UZMD5OBzVzI/s1600/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461852720874260194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S8xmHIs2BuI/AAAAAAAAALE/UZMD5OBzVzI/s400/DSC00217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The best damn thing in life is to know that your friends always stands by you no matter what happens . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay , how long did I not post my blog ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah , a week I supposed .&lt;br /&gt;Well , so far lessons were enjoyable . :DD&lt;br /&gt;New friends were friendly , but I prefer my secondary classmates though .&lt;br /&gt;Few jokers in our class , so it wont be that dead at least .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , all the back rewind to Saturday .&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Jocelyn Darling to Tampines first . To get accessories .&lt;br /&gt;Swenswens aftermaths . :D deliciooooous .&lt;br /&gt;Trained down to Dhoby Ghaut after that , shopped for her lappy bag &amp;amp; her school bag .&lt;br /&gt;In the end , I bought one too . A couple bag , just that its different colour only . HEHEHEH !&lt;br /&gt;Next up , we will have the same handphone . AGAIN , JOCELYN IS A COPY HUMAN ! :P&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to Bugis , headed down to Blujazz . Strawberry Margarita . :D&lt;br /&gt;Shall try another drink next time I go there again . Maybe , 2 weeks later ? HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;I know I know , I'm loving to drink nowadays . Its so SHIOKING .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then took pictures there , gossiped as usual . Shared about our life .&lt;br /&gt;Life , there's nothing that we can do . :s&lt;br /&gt;Left around 9 as the place is being booked for a party from 9:30 onwards .&lt;br /&gt;Were alittle insane after that , laughing like some madwoman . HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; trained down to Bedok &amp;amp; slacked . Calmed down , &amp;amp; left for home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much , there's nothing interesting in my life right now .&lt;br /&gt;Other than , wake up , go to school , take bus , sleep , eat , chatting with buddies @ msn , trying to webcam with each other but failed . Esp Joshua's we cant even webcam , but we can see our face on the window though . *insert annoyed face*&lt;br /&gt;Then trying to see when am I free to plan for another outing with darlings or buddies .&lt;br /&gt;HEH . Daddy's birthday is coming in 6 days time . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY SUPER UBER MUCH !&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS PRETTY MUCH !&lt;br /&gt;They're all my pillar of strength &amp;amp; a pill of happiness . (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2308670166209072919?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2308670166209072919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/bother-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2308670166209072919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2308670166209072919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/bother-less.html' title='Bother-less'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S8xmHIs2BuI/AAAAAAAAALE/UZMD5OBzVzI/s72-c/DSC00217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6829972162467823477</id><published>2010-04-12T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:25:20.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want is your answer</title><content type='html'>Gastric is in pain now . &lt;br /&gt;Firstly , didn't have much today for lunch . &lt;br /&gt;Secondly , ate too much for dinner . &lt;br /&gt;Thirdly , maybe I'm just too stressed up . Whenever I'm stressed up , I just don't feel well . :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think , I'm not going to bother anymore .&lt;br /&gt;Because , I don't have the rights to interfere in your life . &lt;br /&gt;Yes , I'm just too nosy for you . &lt;br /&gt;I'll stop , from now onwards . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to hear some answers from you . &lt;br /&gt;But it seems like , I won't be able to get your answer . &lt;br /&gt;Then forget it . Girl , you gotta be strong . &lt;br /&gt;This is not going to be the same anymore . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , I know i'm not your priority . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; you'll never be mine . Anymore . &lt;br /&gt;It's too tiring to know that the more you cared , it will become a problem in the end . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; to even know that the other party doesn't bother . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall , after all these turns , I realized who actually cared . &lt;br /&gt;It's like a roller coaster ride .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know how to express my gratitude to those who cared . &lt;br /&gt;To those who can instantly knew that something was wrong with me , &amp; tried to cheer me up just at the moment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright soon . &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye . This ride , I can no longer take it anymore .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6829972162467823477?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6829972162467823477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-want-is-your-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6829972162467823477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6829972162467823477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-want-is-your-answer.html' title='What I want is your answer'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4565889498495466777</id><published>2010-04-11T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:26:03.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; I know you do .</title><content type='html'>It's already pass midnight . *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , went to celebrate ahgong's birthday 9 hours earlier . &lt;br /&gt;Watched hello baby using ahyi lappy . &lt;br /&gt;Till around 6 plus , left to the restaurant venue located at changi , SIA airlines . Like LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;Gave ahgong his prezzie , a massager . &lt;br /&gt;12 dishes , &amp; the portions is really huge . Normally , I will just take 1 serving for all kinds of food . Except for today , I needa take 2 or 3 . &lt;br /&gt;It's really so omg alot . The food is more than enough for 10 people . :s &lt;br /&gt;While eating , you can stare outside &amp; see the aeroplane flying above your head . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been helping brother to do some electronic thingy . I just need to put a layer of glue around the needle , &amp; he just need to place the needle in some small black container . We just completed one set , which means he just earned his 12.50 bucks . :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna pester him to buy me kinder breno as my reward . Heh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp from Monday to Wednesday . *faints* hope it's fun though .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , &lt;b&gt;Jocelyn darling &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I read your blog post . &amp; I know your worries . &lt;br /&gt;One of your greatest one , is that you're afraid that one day , we will not be as close as we used to be . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; seriously , you this stupid silly girl . Hah , *point at you &amp; talk sense into you * &lt;br /&gt;I'll never let these happen , to US . (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fool to let go of one of my best precious thing . &lt;br /&gt;Poly starting , &amp; actually , there should be an outing for us before school life starts again . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; this new school life is a new beginning . &lt;br /&gt;We will not be able to see each other in school , or even having the same class . ): &lt;br /&gt;But this doesn't means that I will 喜新厌旧 . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know how Rowena &amp; you meant to me . &lt;br /&gt;It's like , this bond will never be broken . Threesomes always . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; of course , in all friendships , there will tend to be a quarrel among each of us . &lt;br /&gt;But in the end , it's still fine . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best damn thing is that , you will always be with me no matter what happens . &lt;br /&gt;Although you're not there by me , but you know , you're always emotionally there . &lt;br /&gt;Because , I know that you cared for all single little small things that happened to me . &lt;br /&gt;It's like , no matter what happen to me , you see that as a major problem . &lt;br /&gt;I'm truly lucky to have you as my friend , girl . &lt;br /&gt;Cos you never fail to be there . &lt;br /&gt;Remember those tough periods I got , you was the one who pulled me out . Who never fails to lend me your ear for me to rant , your shoulder for me to lean on &amp; cry for all I want . &lt;br /&gt;You were always there , asking me out . Cheering me up , texting &amp; showing all your concern through texts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I able to break this friendship of ours ? Silly girl . (: &lt;br /&gt;I'll always be there too . We still can meet up during weekends , or have dinner together every Friday . &lt;br /&gt;There's definitely a chance for us to meet .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I know how much you missed me . This really touched me . &lt;br /&gt;Hah , I missed you , &amp; am still missing you . (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best in your poly life . &lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your friend , forever .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4565889498495466777?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4565889498495466777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4565889498495466777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4565889498495466777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-you-do.html' title='&amp; I know you do .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-99070317156639746</id><published>2010-04-10T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:14:04.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears is all I left .</title><content type='html'>I'm done with clearing my thoughts . &lt;br /&gt;I'm done with crying like a big idiot .&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with everything that upsets me . &lt;br /&gt;It's all done , just left with a answer . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , my eyes are red , puffy .&lt;br /&gt;My nose is blocked . Waiting for it to be unblocked , so that I could get my sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;crying&lt;/s&gt; really does helped though . Helped me getting tired . :s&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not as if I'm not tired enough .&lt;br /&gt;I'm both emotionally &amp; physically . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my own now . I'm gonna be strong . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; lastly , I miss my super Rowena darling , &amp; not missing out my lovely Jocelyn darling . &lt;br /&gt;I'm missing both of you like crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-99070317156639746?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/99070317156639746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/tears-is-all-i-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/99070317156639746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/99070317156639746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/tears-is-all-i-left.html' title='Tears is all I left .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1047458167045985114</id><published>2010-04-08T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:41:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENTING TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S72urBZ9UyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YtnCJpSxK78/s1600/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457710377577829154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S72urBZ9UyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YtnCJpSxK78/s400/DSC00145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUSIEEE &amp;amp; ME ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , shall not elaborate much on my trip .&lt;br /&gt;I only can say that , long bus rides bore me out .&lt;br /&gt;The moment I step into the coach , straight away , listen to my songs &amp;amp; off I lay there asleeep .&lt;br /&gt;6 hours bus ride to Genting . *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 :&lt;br /&gt;Reached Genting around 1 plus . Lunch-ed , check-ed in .&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around .&lt;br /&gt;Buffet for dinneeer . foooood was delicious , appetite was GREAT !&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep at 11 plus . :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 :&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8 plus .&lt;br /&gt;Buffet for breakfast . not much choices of foood .&lt;br /&gt;Buy ticket for bus ride down to KL . Journey : 1 hour ++&lt;br /&gt;Buy ticket for monorail . trained down to some part of KL .&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at one shopping mall .&lt;br /&gt;Bought chocolates , biscuits , cardholder for brother ( he wanted one long ago ) .&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around till 5 plus , back to Genting .&lt;br /&gt;Put all our shopping stuff at hotel , walked outside for dinner .&lt;br /&gt;Misty , &amp;amp; coooooling . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 :&lt;br /&gt;Aunt went casino while we were sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;Packed all our stuff , checked out . &amp;amp; lunched at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Went around shopping for some small souvenirs .&lt;br /&gt;Didnt bought much , cos nothing appeals . :x&lt;br /&gt;Took the coach , with TV &amp;amp; GAME ! the previous one , the bus driver didnt on it for us .&lt;br /&gt;So , watched one movie . Played SUPER MARIO !&lt;br /&gt;Continue to sleeeeep again .&lt;br /&gt;Bought fooods at a stop . For papa esp , &amp;amp; the rest for relative .&lt;br /&gt;Reached Singapore around 8 plus 9 .&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed . Cabb-ed back down to Aunt house .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now I'm back home . Took a nap from 12 plus till 4 plus .&lt;br /&gt;In between , woke up a few times to reply my msg . :s&lt;br /&gt;Sorreh R darling , cant pei you go Tamp starhub today . Meeeet up sooon . (:&lt;br /&gt;Just finished uploading all the pictures @ FB .&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little tired as usual .&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUPER NOT USED TO SINGAPORE TEMP ! :x&lt;br /&gt;Slowly get used to it then . LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;off I go playing my FB game . :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-1047458167045985114?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1047458167045985114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/genting-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1047458167045985114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1047458167045985114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/genting-trip.html' title='GENTING TRIP'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S72urBZ9UyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YtnCJpSxK78/s72-c/DSC00145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-737203804352315049</id><published>2010-04-04T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:08:27.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Okay , I'm here to blog for a while before I left for my aunt house &amp;amp; my trip to genting . :D&lt;br /&gt;Friday &amp;amp; Saturday was spent with none other my Rowena darling .&lt;br /&gt;Summarize for friday :&lt;br /&gt;Suntec city - watched Diary of the Wimpy Kid - bought ice cream @ Marvellous - City hall - darling treat dinner - japanese buffet - damn full after that - trained back home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarize for Sat :&lt;br /&gt;went rowena home first - walked to Kampong Chai Chee for K - sang from 2 all the way to 6 plus - ahma's home for dinner .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are all in FB .&lt;br /&gt;I packed all my stuff in my bag already .&lt;br /&gt;Passport , chargers , itouch , camera , phone . CHECKED ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Jacket , shirts , shorts , jeans . CHECKED ! :D&lt;br /&gt;In the moooood of travelling already .&lt;br /&gt;But but , this means that , I'll miss everyone . ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely miss dearest , darlings , sister , papa &amp;amp; mama .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my piglet , pooh &amp;amp; pink panther . )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my aunt to come over &amp;amp; fetch me .&lt;br /&gt;Will back to blog by wednesday or thursday . With pictures definitely .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-737203804352315049?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/737203804352315049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/737203804352315049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/737203804352315049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-664386003776756968</id><published>2010-04-01T15:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:00:32.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Define LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S7RLYy2x3vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lgBnTcZW6-Y/s1600/2009021085900963_535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455067937992990450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S7RLYy2x3vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lgBnTcZW6-Y/s400/2009021085900963_535_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When we love , we do not seek on our own interests .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rather we think in the interests of the ones we love .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So whenever we love , it hurts .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But love is a stage of calmness , maturity , not an impulse .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It protects us from being hurt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Raining seasons for the past few days , there goes my plan of going to ecp for cycling .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But right now , there's sun out there . :s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slept till 1 plus today , &amp;amp; finally willing to wake up . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super uber bored these few days . I want many many outings before I starts school .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Received a msg from R , &amp;amp; was so happy for her .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last long , darling . (: &lt;/s&gt; OKAY ! I GOT FOOLED BY HER ! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These few days have been life-less .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Firstly , was because I'm way toooooo bored . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Secondly , too much things happened .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thirdly , I dont have the intention to liven up my moood . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay , I've got tricked by KENGHAO . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL . pfffffft , how I wanna take his head and bang already . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway , I miss chinese lesson so much that I wanna find someone who's willing to chat with me on msn using chinese . CAN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss writing chinese words on paper or my workbook . ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna go back to secondary 3 or 4 life . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly , I miss studying . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss wearing my school uniform .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm wondering , if things are too hard for me , or us to continue .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isnt it hinting us something or giving us a red signal ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sighs . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its time to slowly pack up all my stuff into my bag already .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If not , I dont think I have the time to do so . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm half officially moving over to my aunt house .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because , this owner doesnt like to travel so much .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; if lesson starts in the morning , this means that this owner gotta wake up early . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I DONT LIKE LACKING OF SLEEEEP !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So , I'm gonna stay at my aunt house when school or lessons are early for me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But , I'll be coming back to my orginal home if my time table permits me to .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dont miss me . :D esp darlings . HAH , when I'm at bedok I'll give both of you a call for a meetup .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; maybe a brand new place , means a brand new start afterall ( if things really changed ) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay , off I go watching show . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-664386003776756968?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/664386003776756968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/define-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/664386003776756968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/664386003776756968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/define-love.html' title='Define LOVE'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/S7RLYy2x3vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lgBnTcZW6-Y/s72-c/2009021085900963_535_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1771472533832335045</id><published>2010-04-01T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:51:16.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month ahead</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of April . &amp; it's April fool day . &lt;br /&gt;Not in the moood of tricking other people into these .&lt;br /&gt;Well , I'll definitely miss secondary school life though . When the first thing you stepped into the school or saw people who you knew , &amp; they already used their tricks on you without knowing . &lt;br /&gt;Like , hey ! You dropped your money , there's an insect behind you , &amp; many more . &lt;br /&gt;Because , I'm always the one who fall for their tricks . &lt;br /&gt;Especially the insect part . :s last time , I'll always fall for their tricks was because I didn't know that that particular day was April fool day .&lt;br /&gt;But this year I'm wiser , I remembered . (: &lt;br /&gt;so what if I remembered , because I can't use this tricks on anyone . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's April already . Ohmygoooooood .&lt;br /&gt;Which means poly life is going to start soon . &lt;br /&gt;After around 4 months of relaxing , or not touching any books for tests whatever .&lt;br /&gt;We're going to start our next 3 years of study life . &lt;br /&gt;Anyway , bye march . &amp; hi , April . (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my post . &lt;br /&gt;Simply , I don't even feel like blogging actually . &lt;br /&gt;Firstly , I can't fall asleep . &lt;br /&gt;Secondly , I just simply got nothing to do so I choose to blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , off I go &amp; continue staring at my wall till I'm sleepy to sleep .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-1771472533832335045?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1771472533832335045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/month-ahead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1771472533832335045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1771472533832335045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/04/month-ahead.html' title='Month ahead'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5680600838578561649</id><published>2010-03-31T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:37:47.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't perfect</title><content type='html'>If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, I would have the whole night sky in the palm of my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright , I'm officially out of work since yesterday ? &lt;br /&gt;Actually , I was supposed to work till 6 yesterday . &lt;br /&gt;But I'm just too angry about the matter so I just left at 1 once the another staff came . &lt;br /&gt;I know I know , bad attitude . But , I've been tolerating since the last incident happened . Alright .&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if I wanted things to happen like that . :s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , girls won the match against Chung Cheng . Heard from Jocelyn as I went to meet her straight after my work .&lt;br /&gt;Went changi airport cos I just feel like suddenly going there , &amp; dear darling , she knew what I was thinking what to eat there . &amp; it was popeyes . &lt;br /&gt;After having our late lunch , she trained to meet her sisters . Whereas , I went to tamp to find my sister . &lt;br /&gt;Hah , went into the storeroom , &amp; there we goes cursing at the phillipino . Both of us really can't tolerate her nonsense anymore . &lt;br /&gt;After that , had a quick chat . Okay , regretted changing my phone to blackberry . ): &lt;br /&gt;Left around 7 &amp; bused home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , slept till 12 plus when I heard someone calling my name . LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;It was my aunt , she came down as she's going for her checkup at the polyclinic just downstairs .&lt;br /&gt;So , still was in a dreamy situation . :x&lt;br /&gt;Aunt told me about the travel plans . Right now , I'm just waiting to take my passport .&lt;br /&gt;It's confirm that either we will go genting for 3 days . Or batam for 2 days . OR , going both places like go batam first , then next we go genting . Which means 5 days . I was like , huh ?! Crazy ah . LOLS ! &lt;br /&gt;&amp; my mum told me that i die die must come back by the 9 , if not , latest by 10 , in the morning . &lt;br /&gt;Cos at night , we will be going out to celebrate ahgong's birthday . &lt;br /&gt;Have lunch with aunt , then she went for her medical checkup &amp; I went home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used computer , read online novel . :DD nice nice .&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly splitting headache till I can't take it anymore that I took a panadol &amp; went for a nap . &lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 7 plus , felt better . Although , it still hurts for abit &amp; feels like vomitting though . :s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeels like going for a jog at ecp or cycling . &lt;br /&gt;Wants to enjoy my holiday before poly starts . LOLS ! &lt;br /&gt;I'm off to eat my grapes already . I love grapes ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5680600838578561649?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5680600838578561649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/aint-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5680600838578561649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5680600838578561649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/aint-perfect.html' title='Ain&apos;t perfect'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-942214629405896524</id><published>2010-03-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:08:37.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe , I'll never meant to be .</title><content type='html'>Okay , i've got enough of it already . &lt;br /&gt;That stupid phillipino really sucks . &lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind . I'm leaving work tomorrow right after the next staff comes for afternoon shift . &lt;br /&gt;I'll don't care what she's gonna say cause it was her who told me that I can leave earlier .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then , right after I leave I'm gonna find my Jocelyn darling . &lt;br /&gt;Gonna rant at her about that stupid philippino . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; seriously , maybe blogging can kills . &lt;br /&gt;So , maybe I shouldn't blog too much about my life .&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't post about how boring or how fun I spend my day .&lt;br /&gt;I should only blog when I feels like ranting . Right ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , too much info doesn't do you good . Right ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks now , totally to the max .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my stupid phone died on me while I'm on the phone with Jocelyn . &lt;br /&gt;Shityou . Throw you down then you know .&lt;br /&gt;I feel like smashing some electronic devices .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . Maybe . Maybe . &lt;br /&gt;There's alot of maybe &amp; if for us to wonder . &lt;br /&gt;But , other than wondering , what more can we do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-942214629405896524?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/942214629405896524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-ill-never-meant-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/942214629405896524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/942214629405896524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-ill-never-meant-to-be.html' title='Maybe , I&apos;ll never meant to be .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8126376843967785360</id><published>2010-03-29T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:52:04.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAAAAAAAH !</title><content type='html'>I'm so fuck up now . &lt;br /&gt;Supposedly my ivy sister should be coming down to vivo tomorrow to work with me . &lt;br /&gt;Yet , because of that stupid phillipino , she can't .&lt;br /&gt;Who does she thinks she is ?! &lt;br /&gt;She only knows how to complain &amp; backstabbing people at the back . &lt;br /&gt;You can't even yawn , lean against something or slouch , if not she will keep nagging at your ears . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm good friend with the colleague ?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't means that we're not going to do sales or work la . &lt;br /&gt;It's true that we will talk , but it's not like we will talk till customer comes in &amp; yet ignore their presence right ?! &lt;br /&gt;She really sucks , to the core . &lt;br /&gt;Stupid bitch . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand this job anymore , even my salary they can even count wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily tomorrow last day . &lt;br /&gt;Shithole . I'm not going to tolerate anymore . &lt;br /&gt;Fuck those people . Damnyou .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8126376843967785360?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8126376843967785360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/raaaaaaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8126376843967785360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8126376843967785360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/raaaaaaah.html' title='RAAAAAAAH !'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2316586656529361826</id><published>2010-03-29T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:14:48.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet up .</title><content type='html'>Just got back home . Lazy to on the tv everything , so just sat down and blog . &lt;br /&gt;Went to school with Joshua to take testimonial , supposed to meet at 10:30 , but was late .&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even realized that he was just behind me until I turned around &amp; saw him . :s&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice soul to accompany me back even when he took his already . &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to find mrs quek for a chit chat session , but sadly , she said that she's busy .&lt;br /&gt;Bused to tamp . Lunch @ BBQ chicken , &amp; Joshua treated me . (: thanks , brother . I owe you one .&lt;br /&gt;Then went to buy tickets for 'how to train your dragon' 3D , nice movie . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; the dragon is soooooooooooo cute ~&lt;br /&gt;Went to open area , cause he wanted to smoke . :s&lt;br /&gt;Bought bbt , waited for Nick &amp; benson arrival .&lt;br /&gt;They ate @ say cheeze , sat down with them &amp; heard of many stupid and funny things .&lt;br /&gt;They left cos they're going to bugis , Josh and I decided to go back to school there &amp; slack . &lt;br /&gt;Sadly , Roy couldn't join us . &lt;br /&gt;Sat down there , talked about craps until 6:30 &amp; left . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohhhhhhooooo , I saw Cheukhin at my house bus stop ! :D&lt;br /&gt;He sent his girlf back home luh . LOLS . No wonder I find that person so familiar . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my last day of work &amp; I'm officially free . &lt;br /&gt;I can enjoy my life already till poly life starts . :D &lt;br /&gt;&amp; the best thing is that my ivy sister is coming down to vivo &amp; work with me !!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Omg !! Can't wait for tomorrow . :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thanks Josh brother , for being such a kind soul . (: &lt;br /&gt;Meeeeet up soooon again , by the time we meet again , you will not be a smoker anymore cos you promised . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to have a nice bath . (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2316586656529361826?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2316586656529361826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/meet-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2316586656529361826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2316586656529361826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/meet-up.html' title='Meet up .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8571536350159015876</id><published>2010-03-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:04:56.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years .</title><content type='html'>I can't fall asleep . ): sad , tomorrow's working morning shift , if I don't get my sleep now , tomorrow will be a worst day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Brilliante III yesterday with dearest &amp; my darlings . (: &lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 8plus &amp; went down to lavender to renew my passport along with my mum . &lt;br /&gt;Trained back to bedok , bought some food to ahma house . Left around 12 plus .&lt;br /&gt;Reached home - prepared - meet dearest .&lt;br /&gt;Trained to city hall , long john-ed &amp; walked around .&lt;br /&gt;Trained to tampines to meet darlings for dinner at Ajisen . &lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to school &amp; went to hall to wait for the start of the concert . &lt;br /&gt;They said they rent air conditioner , like no use ? No difference without renting it anyway . &lt;br /&gt;I can sleeep , like seriously . :s &lt;br /&gt;End around 9 plus &amp; home sweet home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , slept till 11 plus but still don't feel like waking up . &lt;br /&gt;Went down to pray . Emotions overwhelmed me . Like seriously , I feel like crying once I stepped out of the place . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw my grandfather once , cos he passed way before since I was born . &lt;br /&gt;So , I don't feel the bond there , I can only know him through my daddy . &lt;br /&gt;However , the moment I saw my uncle , I then realized , it's been that long . &lt;br /&gt;10 years , it's been 10 years since you left . &lt;br /&gt;10 years ago , I'm just 6 . A little girl who knew nothing about life &amp; death . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered , when I was young , every sat , I often pestered my daddy to bring me down to the west area just to find my uncle , aunt &amp; cousins . &lt;br /&gt;That time , cousins &amp; I doesn't know how to cycle . I still remembered how he taught us one by one .&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered , he hold onto the back of the bike &amp; keep on telling me to peddle till he loosens his hand . &lt;br /&gt;I still remembered , he'll always brought us to swensens for ice cream treats . &lt;br /&gt;I still remembered we went to Indonesia once , where we had lots of funs . &lt;br /&gt;I still remembered how often my brother &amp; I will run to their house for a stayover . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago , it was a happy beginning to start with it . &lt;br /&gt;It should end with a happy ending , yet it's not . &lt;br /&gt;A trip to zoo , end up a trip to the hospital . &lt;br /&gt;4 kids , sitting at the benches , waiting silently . &lt;br /&gt;Adults , pacing up &amp; down , whispering to each other . &lt;br /&gt;Relatives slowly filed in , came by &amp; gave encouragement . &lt;br /&gt;I still remembered , how I hold on to my cousin hand , her expression gave it all out - fear . &lt;br /&gt;Whereas , my little cousin , at the age of 3 , what did he know ? He doesn't even knows that his dad is leaving him . &lt;br /&gt;He just sat there , innocently , looking at the people around him . &lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw him alive , was that day when I took a last look at him , with needles &amp; machines all over him . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years , time passed so fast that I didn't realized he's gone for 10 years . &lt;br /&gt;If I didn't look back at our photo albums , if I didn't take a clear look of his picture today , I would definitely forgotten how he looked like . &lt;br /&gt;I had my parents with me more than 10 years .&lt;br /&gt;Yet , my cousins only had 7 years &amp; 3 years respectively with their daddy . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle , I missed you so much . ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8571536350159015876?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8571536350159015876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8571536350159015876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8571536350159015876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-years.html' title='10 years .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7479557878047843822</id><published>2010-03-24T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T00:18:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>孤独万岁，失恋无罪</title><content type='html'>Saw those chinese words ? &lt;br /&gt;It's the lyrics from one of the A-Lin songs, her songs is superb . &lt;br /&gt;My itouch is playing her song now . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day , went out with cousin &amp; aunt . &lt;br /&gt;Somerset first , walked around doing nothing , just plain talking . &lt;br /&gt;Cousin going to Egypt soon , I was like , huh ?! &lt;br /&gt;She asked if I wanna go with her &amp; her friends , I was like no thanks . :s&lt;br /&gt;She wants to sit on the camel . -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kio next , went for manicure , since aunt signed up for the package a time ago . &lt;br /&gt;Sat there till want to die . &amp; aunt went to sign for another package again . &lt;br /&gt;Dinner , was chatting about travel plans . &lt;br /&gt;They wanna go to hong kong or Taiwan next week , but my passport not yet renew . /:&lt;br /&gt;If not , they wanna go Malaysia . Was wondering where they actually plan to go .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They : you confirm 100% want go ma ? &lt;br /&gt;I : I 100% in my heart wanna go la , but I also need get my parents 100% first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they agree with me about that . &lt;br /&gt;Bought pink panther from mini tooooons ~ &lt;br /&gt;Dalang ~ :DD&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 25 home , &amp; I tell you the bus driver take his own sweet time to drive until I wanna sleep already . &lt;br /&gt;Talking about bus driver , I met a kind soul this noon .&lt;br /&gt;Board the bus from my house to the next stop which was bedok inter . &lt;br /&gt;But sadly , when I tap my card , the reader said pay cash . &lt;br /&gt;I turned around , preparing to alight &amp; go back home to take my coins , when the door closed . &lt;br /&gt;I looked at the driver &amp; told him I got no coins with him . &lt;br /&gt;When he knew that I'm alighting at inter , he just nod his head &amp; let me have a free ride . &lt;br /&gt;Thank-ed him , it's been such a long time since I met a good soul driver . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed the travel trip with parents just now , I don't know what was their reactions . &lt;br /&gt;Cos they just said , if you wanna go , then you need to fill up the form to renew my passport already . &lt;br /&gt;So I just , orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy hate the song of Nobody . &lt;br /&gt;Like LOLS ! Mum told me that my dad thinks the song is full of vulgarities ! &lt;br /&gt;So my mum purposely asked me to put the song in her phone &amp; set as her ring tone &amp; alarm clock .&lt;br /&gt;Imagine , my dad had to hear the song every morning , or even the chances of hearing it when they're out if someone phoned my mum . &lt;br /&gt;How cute can he be . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , I supposed it's back to normal already . *sigh of relieve* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning shift tomorrow @ vivo :( gotta wake up early . &lt;br /&gt;But time passes esp fast when working morning shift . &lt;br /&gt;Friday , off day . Which means outing with dearest , then back to school for brilliante .&lt;br /&gt;Saturday , off day again to pray my grandpa death anniversary . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep , there's a new comer on my bed from now on . It's pink panther . &lt;br /&gt;Piglet &amp; pink panther will make a good friend , cos they're both pink in colour ! :D &lt;br /&gt;Gooodnight peeps (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7479557878047843822?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7479557878047843822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7479557878047843822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7479557878047843822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='孤独万岁，失恋无罪'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8340604514058319488</id><published>2010-03-24T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:01:42.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakdown</title><content type='html'>I need to have a good sleep , torturing myself by lacking of sleep these few days . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words stings . &lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to even think of it . &lt;br /&gt;How much more can I go on , do you have any idea ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine , yes , I'm all along fine with it . &lt;br /&gt;Around 2 to 3 more weeks to poly life . &lt;br /&gt;Yes , then your mind won't be occupied by too many rubbish or stupid nonsense . &lt;br /&gt;You'll get along with it , sooon . ( hope so ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so tiring already . &lt;br /&gt;Even though I wanna to keep it going , will you even allow to ? &lt;br /&gt;Or , is it me that could allow myself to cross over this barrier ? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's my problem , maybe it's not . &lt;br /&gt;But , your words are too harsh already . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust not there , everything's not in places . &lt;br /&gt;How many more days , or months , can I or we fix it back ? &lt;br /&gt;Suffocating , the thoughts are already killing my brain . &lt;br /&gt;It make it even harder . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink drink drink drink ~&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeeeed 1 drinking session , again . &lt;br /&gt;It's time to meet up with my great buddies already ( Roy , Joshua , Jeremy , cheuk hin even ) &lt;br /&gt;Missed out the class chalet the other time , this goes my chance of meeting them . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; the stupid first 2 buddies listed have been pestering me , to meet up . Because , they're bored . &lt;br /&gt;I wanna take their head &amp; bang against the wall already . Stupid buddies . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep already , kenglin . &lt;br /&gt;Your immune system gonna spoil if you continue this way man .&lt;br /&gt;Oh , going out with cousin &amp; aunt tomorrow . Wheeeeee ~ &lt;br /&gt;Let's get your beauty sleep . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来，真的没有什么东西，完美得值得我们用生命去坚持。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8340604514058319488?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8340604514058319488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8340604514058319488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8340604514058319488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakdown.html' title='Breakdown'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6960636412179207402</id><published>2010-03-22T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:26:50.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It ain't perfect.</title><content type='html'>Time check , 12:10 AM&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to sleep alr , or at least in my lala land , as what I told or promised . &lt;br /&gt;No , I'm just mentally tired . But not physically tired . &lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to drop a single tear , but I am right now . &lt;br /&gt;Kenglin , why can't you just be fucking strong ?! &lt;br /&gt;Why are you like a stupid , fucking little woman who cries at night . &lt;br /&gt;It's not worth it , can't you see it through ?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my darlings . )': &lt;br /&gt;I miss their hugs &amp; consoles . &lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when they will use all sorts of method to make me smile. &lt;br /&gt;I miss whining to them , I miss them . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna bring me out for a screaming session ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mentally tired , that I don't know what to do already . &lt;br /&gt;Darlings , please see this . Organize 1 outing before all of us are busying with poly life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault , girl . &lt;br /&gt;This isn't what you want .&lt;br /&gt;You ain't perfect , you got your own flaws. &lt;br /&gt;You can't blame this for happening . &lt;br /&gt;You tried , yes . I tried . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn darling , blujazz soon . Just the 2 of us or 3 of us . &lt;br /&gt;I miss the calming music there , I miss the friendly waitress who always had a smile on her face . &lt;br /&gt;I miss the dark surroundings , &amp; I miss the silence , except for our chit chatting noises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleeping pills , to calm me down , and to let me fall asleep asap .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手指不会动了，眼泪不会流了，时间不会走了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6960636412179207402?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6960636412179207402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-aint-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6960636412179207402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6960636412179207402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-aint-perfect.html' title='It ain&apos;t perfect.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5926935156658434976</id><published>2010-03-19T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T03:32:54.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering WHY</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a time since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Life now , are just like a daily routine. &lt;br /&gt;Wake up , work , home , &amp; bed time then back to the square . &lt;br /&gt;Time check : 2:17 AM , yes , I'm supposed to be sleeping or in my lala land already . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems , back to the square one . I supposed . &lt;br /&gt;Maybe , I'm just a paranoid person . But , it's not something I wished to be one . &lt;br /&gt;Like what friends said , one can help his/her friends when they met with troubles . &lt;br /&gt;But when one met his/her own one , one can't help himself/herself that much. &lt;br /&gt;It's true though , I've been giving advice , everything I could help for my beloved friends , for people who meant something to me .&lt;br /&gt;But , when I'm down with problems , it's hard for me to even find a way out for myself . Like , HAH ! &lt;br /&gt;Ohmansx , I don't think I deserved this treatment , by torturing my sleep time . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jocelyn last week for outing . IT fair , BluJazz . &lt;br /&gt;It felt better , or I felt calmer , when I'm around somewhere where it's quiet , calm &amp; with soothing music . &lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes it even better than that . &lt;br /&gt;Song listening to now : Nobody - Wonder Girls &lt;br /&gt;It's like , all the recent songs I heard of was of a slower rythm , suddenly change to a pop one , it scared me . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was alright . Transferred to raffles city , new environment again .&lt;br /&gt;I went to all the outlets of Jwest already , left with department stores . Are they going to transfer me to there , then ? &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , it sucks . To wondering why are they transferring you to &amp; fro then . Annoying . &lt;br /&gt;It's like , everytime , I'm used to a new environment , within weeks , I'm being transferred to a new one . &lt;br /&gt;New shoes , new arrangements , new counter . I felt , uneasy . Or even , clumsy . &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , i wonder what are the heads thinking man . They really like to mess up their staff schedule . Duty roster is also in a mess . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; also , everytime being transferred . It meant , new faces . Not the ones you used to face . &lt;br /&gt;But the staff there are friendly , like seriously . It just takes only 1 day to warm up with them . (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed working at tamp1 though . Even if I worked there now , my favourite or best sisters won't be there anymore . &lt;br /&gt;F.nee sister got transferred to department store @ taka . My favourite ivy sister just started her school , busying studying to get her master cert . &lt;br /&gt;It takes 1 week to warm up with them , to be that close to them . &lt;br /&gt;It only takes the heads 1 day , to decide for separating us . ): &lt;br /&gt;I still remember the times when I was working alone , the familiar storeroom at tamp1 , the familiar counter . &lt;br /&gt;I can imagine how the 3 of us used to work together . Talking away , eating snacks away , talked about shows , listened to scary stories . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; even the time when i was being forced to watch 1 short scary show , I still remember how I clung to the shelfs &amp; half crying &amp; shouting that I don't wanna watch it . &amp; their reactions , which was to laugh at me and teased me . &lt;br /&gt;I remembered how i was being forced by them to sit on the chair , so that they can play with my hair , &amp; doll me up with their accessories / make-up . &lt;br /&gt;I still remember what was our last farewell meal , a good one though . Popeyes , we sat in the storeroom , enjoying for the last moment that we can eat together . &lt;br /&gt;This is life , things that you can't control , because you don't have the power to stop it or letting it happen . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working @ raffles isn't bad , but my mood was worst . &lt;br /&gt;Because all I can see , was customers , &amp; shoes , &lt;br /&gt;I'm so used to standing opposite Dorothy Perkins , looking at the clothes or shorts they have , &amp; discussing which one was nicer . &lt;br /&gt;Now , Dorothy Perkins was replaced by Topshop , which I can see nothing . Even if I saw something , who else can I call to &amp; discuss with ? &lt;br /&gt;I'm so used to having my seat being shared with someone while eating lunch or dinner . &lt;br /&gt;But now , the seat is just mine , alone . &lt;br /&gt;I'm so used to having someone to talk to while eating , but now , it became a communication between texts , caring for one another through messages . &lt;br /&gt;Looking back , I realized how much fun they brought to me , how much memorable memories we once had . At least , we knew that , there's these sisterhood bond in us .&lt;br /&gt;I missed taking bus rides , but not mrt rides . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe , this is how work life is supposed to be . &lt;br /&gt;But , how saddening it can be , to know that , each of us went a separate ways , working at different counters . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for family , how sad . I always off on weekdays , not on weekends . Family outing , nah . &lt;br /&gt;I'm so used to how life was when I'm still schooling , after school , back home . Dinner will be well prepared by mummy , &amp; then family dinner . &lt;br /&gt;I think , it's been months since I last sat down together with my family , for just a simple meal . &lt;br /&gt;In the past , I'll always wished I could have more times to go out &amp; enjoy . &lt;br /&gt;But now , how I really truly wished , I could have more time for my family . ):&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered how i was touched to tears , when my mummy reminded me that she will leave one bowl of soup for me after my work . &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm home , there'll always be one bowl of hot soup , waiting for me . While my parents were fast asleep .&lt;br /&gt;Before work , mummy always whipped up healthy &amp; delicious food for me . &lt;br /&gt;I asked her one time , why did you cook so much , I can't possibly finish it all up by myself . &lt;br /&gt;She said , because I don't know what food you're eating outside , so I cooked more healthy food for you to fill up your stomach so you won't feel hungry . &lt;br /&gt;It's fortunate , to know that , my parents have always been giving me the silence support whenever I needed . &lt;br /&gt;The greatest wealth of one is to know that , you love them , &amp; they love you back too. Isn't it true ? &lt;br /&gt;I realized the weakness of life , you never know when your loved ones will leave you . &lt;br /&gt;&amp; when they're gone , it's all too late to regret &amp; feel remorse over it . It can't turn the reality , though . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of all these crappy stuff , but what I said , is all what I'm feeling now , deep felt emotions all whelming up in me . &lt;br /&gt;Hah , I think it's time for a self-reflection for me . &lt;br /&gt;I never had my own thinking , nor how I want to change for the better , for 2010 . &lt;br /&gt;I just want the year to pass like a normal year . &lt;br /&gt;But sometimes , the things you wished for , will never come true . Unless you put in your effort , &amp; make it a real one. That should be the most rewarding gifts you ever had . &lt;br /&gt;So , it's not too late for me to reflect on myself . Yes , kenglin , make the year of 2010 a happy one for you , make no regrets , make your life shine like a shining star . &lt;br /&gt;Polished yourself , to be a better person . (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well , back to topic . It's my off day yesterday , it's already past 12 midnight when I post this . &lt;br /&gt;So , orchard with none other than my lovely sister . &lt;br /&gt;Fruitful shopping trip though . (: &lt;br /&gt;Swensens for lunch , &amp; I almost slipped and fall when I half hopped to the seat where the waitress lead to. &lt;br /&gt;Luckily , my reaction was fast enough . Knowing that I'm gonna slip soon , I quickly rush to the seat , no , run , &amp; plopped myself on it . &lt;br /&gt;I think , i frightened the waitress , cos she was like aaaaaaah , be careful . &amp; I heard sister shrieked behind me . &lt;br /&gt;But once we settled down , we were laughing all the way . Embarassed like mad . &lt;br /&gt;We got so much to say that we sat from 2 plus to 4 plus , which was like 2 hours there enjoying out food &amp; chatting about how life been . &lt;br /&gt;Mango aftermath , bought one tank top &amp; 1 long sleeve checked shirt . Love at first sight . HAH ! Sister bought 2 tank tops .&lt;br /&gt;Then , bought short &amp; one polka dolt shirt @ Pull &amp; Bear . &lt;br /&gt;Another simple shirt @ ZARA . Like wheeeeeeets ~ it's been so long since I went for a shopping spree . Happy to the max ! :D &lt;br /&gt;Went for a lookout for flats , because she wanted to buy . But in the end , none of the flats we saw caught her interest . &lt;br /&gt;But , we got the same amount of things . 1 shorts &amp; 4 shirts . :D&lt;br /&gt;Dine in @ Xin Wang hong kong cafe . Laughed crazy cos I used some stupid phrases or words that make her laughed like mad . &lt;br /&gt;Then , bused back home . Taking pictures with sister is a tough job , cos she will keep move around , if not , both our hair got holes . /: &lt;br /&gt;&amp; in the end she said she coming down to raffles on Sunday just to find me for dinner &amp; to take more pictures . Like LOLS ! &lt;br /&gt;But I totally love the idea of it . :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright , it's time I should get some sleep . Time check : 3:28 AM . &lt;br /&gt;Like wooooots , alright , reflection done , so yes , I felt much more lighter &amp; calmer after all this declaration . Lols ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时，失去并不是件坏事。&lt;br /&gt;因为失去，才懂得珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;最后，就不会再犯同样的错误。(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5926935156658434976?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5926935156658434976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/wondering-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5926935156658434976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5926935156658434976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/03/wondering-why.html' title='Wondering WHY'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8410370627998856215</id><published>2010-02-28T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:49:38.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's wrong</title><content type='html'>I dream , I dreamt . Of all sorts of rubbish . &lt;br /&gt;Since I knew that it was all rubbish from the start , then what am I fretting about ? &lt;br /&gt;I know , I knew . That those thoughts shouldn't be in my mind . &lt;br /&gt;Then why is it no matter how hard I tried to shake it off , it just doesn't want to get out my mind then ? &lt;br /&gt;Oh why , why , WHY ? &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps , I'm just thinking too much . But it's not too much , it's way way way way tooooo much . &lt;br /&gt;Arrrrgh , I hate it . I loathe it . Sucks ? Yes , I definitely sucks . Right from the start .&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering , what's your motive , your intention . Or , what you're hinting at . Damnit ! &lt;br /&gt;No use fretting , cos it's not worth it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something was wrong - more wrong than it already was .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8410370627998856215?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8410370627998856215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/02/somethings-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8410370627998856215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8410370627998856215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/02/somethings-wrong.html' title='Something&apos;s wrong'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4823148383983669353</id><published>2010-02-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:03:32.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP with dearest &amp; dinner with lovelies ~</title><content type='html'>Ecp with dearest first , but lost my way on the way there . &lt;br /&gt;Alight at the wrong bus stop everything , phoned darlings or help . Hah ! &lt;br /&gt;In the end managed to find my way there though . I screamed through the phone when I finally saw the underground pass . /:&lt;br /&gt;Hated it when I needa walk alone through the underground tunnel . The first thing that came to my mind was , will there be someone holding an umbrella or some wierd stuffs happening in there . &lt;br /&gt;So , just walked quickly through it . Lunch @ macs , watching soccer through the tv there . Tooo many handsome guys already , I'm practically glueing the tv all the way . Jealous , dearest ? ;D &lt;br /&gt;After that , rent bike while he rollerblade . Left knee a little pain , exert too much strength alr . &lt;br /&gt;First , the gear got some problem . Even when I wanna adjust it also cannot . &lt;br /&gt;Secondly , the wind there is so strong that I'm like fighting against the wind . Can die ~&lt;br /&gt;On the way cycling back , there's this young little girl kept crying when she's like cycling . So I was like wondering what happened luh , what&lt;br /&gt;makes her cry until so jialat , you know . &lt;br /&gt;According to dearest , the girl was tired so she doesn't want to cycle anymore , but her mummy was still cycling uh . &lt;br /&gt;No wonder the mum keep tell her to keep on peddling . Hah , what a cute girl ! (:&lt;br /&gt;Returned back the bike , while he went to continue training his rollerblading skills . Lols !&lt;br /&gt;Take a rest @ burger king , then went to the beach there &amp; enjoy the breeze . &lt;br /&gt;Hah , dearest just loves to snap pictures at unknown strangers . LOLS ! :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home after that , underground tunnel still a horror even when there's someone with me . &lt;br /&gt;Bathed everything , meet my two lovely ladies &amp; had dinner @ Ajisen . &lt;br /&gt;Such a long time since we three sat down together &amp; have a meal together . Enjoyed it , gossips around . Talked about work &amp; almost everything (: &lt;br /&gt;Slacked , &amp; home sweet home . :D &lt;br /&gt;Today's outing was just simply awesome !!!!! ;D &lt;br /&gt;more outings soooooooooon ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4823148383983669353?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4823148383983669353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/02/ecp-with-dearest-dinner-with-lovelies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4823148383983669353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4823148383983669353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/02/ecp-with-dearest-dinner-with-lovelies.html' title='ECP with dearest &amp; dinner with lovelies ~'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6440840971006000849</id><published>2010-02-25T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:01:27.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies hidden beneath masks .</title><content type='html'>Time check : 1:35 am &lt;br /&gt;Most of the time , I'll be already sleeping soundly , kicking my blanket down the bed . &lt;br /&gt;Two hours ago , I'm complaining tired . &lt;br /&gt;Two hours from then , I'm lying on my bed . Piglet staring at me innocently . Everyone should be asleep , except for me . &lt;br /&gt;Something is bothering me , but I'm clueless about what is that actually . :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work seems fine , customers not giving me any problems . All were friendly , all had smile on their faces . Encouraging though , to encourage me to work even harder . Serving such customers brings me happiness . &lt;br /&gt;But on the other side , work seems not fine . Because , I'm running between 2 , no , is 3 places this week . Tampines , to millenia walk , to vivo , then to millenia walk , &amp; back to tampines on weekends . &lt;br /&gt;Another reason is that , I can't , I will never ever tolerate the silence . Without big sister there with me to play &amp; chat along with me , the silence is just too intolerable for me to take . I need to blast the music , I need to sing along with the songs . I need to check my phone from time to time to check if there's any text . I need to bring along a book , to kill away the boredom &amp; the silence . &lt;br /&gt;It bothers me whenever I realized that the music has stops , the shop just feels so lonely , &amp; I'll feel the same way like how the shop feels . Lonely &amp; more lonely . &lt;br /&gt;It's so sad , no , pathetic even , to know that my life hat consist of work , home , work and home . Where's my youth ? Where's all those fun that's awaiting for me ? &lt;br /&gt;Upset right now , for I couldn't attend the class bbq . I just missed my secondary school friends , I just wanna know how've they been thus few months . Stupid job , I hate you now ! Because of you , I've gotta sacrifice my class gathering . Damn you , stupid stupid job ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up next ? I've got no idea . &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna keep on ranting and ranting , until I got sick if it . &lt;br /&gt;I ........... just .......... feeels .......... like .......... DRINKING . :s &lt;br /&gt;First time ever , I wanna go buy those liquors &amp; get myself drunk . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to perk me up right now . Not even the mention of Show name , not even my favourite Jungmin . &lt;br /&gt;What keeps me going these few days , was the continuous reading of new moon . &lt;br /&gt;Ohhey , Jacob , your unrequited love towards Bella . &lt;br /&gt;Your sacrifices for her , just to make sure that she's alright and in one piece , &lt;br /&gt;Edward , I hate you . /: for hurting Bella , for the pain that you caused her everytine she dreamt of you or when your name was mention . &lt;br /&gt;But why , oh why , tell me why , why Bella &amp; Edward still got back together ? &lt;br /&gt;Unfair , these is totally unfair ! Jacob , then , what's going to happen to him ? What did he get in the end ? &lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaah , I should stop all these stupid nonsense  . What's wrong with me ? &lt;br /&gt;But , it's always so touching when it comes to Jacob part , when I know that if I continue reading I'll be sobbing , but I just wants to continue &amp; continue . &lt;br /&gt;Romance , why is it so hard to tackle ? Why , oh please , tell me why . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up , you silly girl ! Yes yes , I should pull myself back to reality . There's no vampires nor werewolf existing in this world .&lt;br /&gt;I miss schoool . Even though I hate it when I gotta pull myself out of my bed , &amp; dragged myself to school , &amp; when lessons always end late . &lt;br /&gt;I miss my classmates , even though when there's misunderstanding . But they never fails to be there when you need a listening ear . &lt;br /&gt;I miss my maths group , cheuk hin , Jeremy , decong , daryl &amp; Joshua . Those stupid jokes , &amp; always getting chased out of class because they caught talking in class .&lt;br /&gt;I miss art lessons , when everyone will run everywhere &amp; anywhere just to get a peep of what others were drawing . Esp when there's bee that flew in , where the girls were busy screaming their head off , searching of something to protect from getting a bee sting . &lt;br /&gt;I miss recess &amp; lunch breaks . Because it's time when I meet up with my darlings to talk &amp; gossip around . I miss getting nagged by them , I muss those stupid faces they gave me when I said or do something wrong . I miss how we laughed our head off over small jokes , or even when we were teasing one another . &lt;br /&gt;I miss basketball trainings , I miss shouting the basketball cheers , I miss running around , I miss the times when we used towel to smack at each other . I miss playing match with the usual ones . I miss cheering each other on , or giving a pat on the back to concern about one another . Lastly , I miss the coach who always got fooled by us . &lt;br /&gt;I miss the teachers , I miss the drink store always so cheerful auntie . &lt;br /&gt;I miss studying session with Rowena at school . Always promised to say that we'll study , but in the end , we sat there gossiping &amp; touring around the school . &lt;br /&gt;I miss my uniform , my books , my bag , &amp; my beautiful seat near the window . &lt;br /&gt;Ohman , I miss school , damn damn lot . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough enough , that's all past . Yes , it's all past ): how sad . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a screaming session , yes . There's like something bottling up in me . &lt;br /&gt;I need sleeping pills , to let me fall asleep . &lt;br /&gt;I miss my big sister , so that she can give me advice in what to do next . &lt;br /&gt;I miss Rowena , for it's been so long since we last went out . Outing as promised , it'll be soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my , my dear boy , I need you right now , after all those mess . &lt;br /&gt;I want you to lock your fingers to mine , &amp; not let go . &lt;br /&gt;I want you to always play with my hair , &amp; say that you're jealous of my long hair .&lt;br /&gt;I like to hear you say , eh , you eat very slow eh . &lt;br /&gt;And many more , I need a hug now , yes now . You promised . &lt;br /&gt;Dear boy , yes yes , you know what I wanna say . Imissyou . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lock your eyes to mine , &amp; say you love me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6440840971006000849?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6440840971006000849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/02/lies-hidden-beneath-masks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6440840971006000849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6440840971006000849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/02/lies-hidden-beneath-masks.html' title='Lies hidden beneath masks .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4003042625452890893</id><published>2010-01-28T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:27:38.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with LOVE .</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Marina Square with Dearest . :DD&lt;br /&gt;Trained down to City hall &amp;amp; had lunch at Waraku . Walked around before heading to the theatre to get our tickets for the spy next door .&lt;br /&gt;Movie was great , funny uh .&lt;br /&gt;City link , shared ice cream with dearest . Heh , then trained back home .&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time with dearest , even though these few days things wasnt going right .&lt;br /&gt;But meeeting up with dearest is the best choice ever . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go watching my show alr . Loves (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4003042625452890893?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4003042625452890893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/outing-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4003042625452890893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4003042625452890893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/outing-with-love.html' title='Outing with LOVE .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5376903341446356883</id><published>2010-01-20T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:58:27.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My LOVE ! ;D</title><content type='html'>Guess who I saw today while at work ? &lt;br /&gt;Heh , it's none other than my beloved DEAREST ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue when I got onto this part . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost late for work today , cos I woke up 40min late /:&lt;br /&gt;Rushed throughout the whole morning , able to get there on time . &lt;br /&gt;Then , the trainee came , taught her what to do everything . &lt;br /&gt;Sister bought breakfast for me ! (: kind soul isn't she ? &lt;br /&gt;Then joke around with her as usual , like how we always did . But this time felt a little uneasy cos there's one extra person like a lightbulb looking at us whatever we do . &lt;br /&gt;Before lunch , went UOB bank with sister to bank in the money.&lt;br /&gt;Then went tm for our 1hr lunch break . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to shop , as usual , chit chatted when I realized that there's someone so familiar outside . &lt;br /&gt;Then I knew that it's my dearest laaaaa ~ &lt;br /&gt;but still in shocked , not knowing how to react . LOLS! &lt;br /&gt;Sweeeeet sweeeeet , cos supposed to go out @ Monday , but cos there's something that changes at the last minute &amp; I need to settle my MOE stuff , so did not went out . &lt;br /&gt;Heh , next weeeeek . Okay ? ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Valentine's . Seeeeems nice , though .&lt;br /&gt;But let's catch the Jackie chan movie first . (: &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to get 3 lollipops or more , to prevent us from feeling tired early in the morning . &lt;br /&gt;At least sweet can help to perk us up , right ? &lt;br /&gt;Orchard tmr with sister , wheeeee ~&lt;br /&gt;But can't wait for Friday the most , getting our nails done preettty ! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , &amp; sorry junsi sexaye today . /: unable to pei you for lunch . &lt;br /&gt;Some other day uh . (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5376903341446356883?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5376903341446356883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-love-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5376903341446356883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5376903341446356883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-love-d.html' title='My LOVE ! ;D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3906580000856814061</id><published>2010-01-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:19:11.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone wanna have an ice cream?</title><content type='html'>Bored! Hah , wanting to watch the channel u gambling show , but parents wants to watch the news now . &lt;br /&gt;Updating the blog due to my randomness . /:&lt;br /&gt;oh oh , I just finished a cup of ice cream . Yummmmy ~&lt;br /&gt;So , I'm also randomly asking if anyone wanna have a mouth too . LOLS! &lt;br /&gt;Yes , I know I must be too bored until I became so random . ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow a newcomer is coming over for training or the new outlet at vivo . &lt;br /&gt;But , both the sister will not be there until noon , which means , I need to teach her how to do everything . &lt;br /&gt;Well , hopes nothing will went wrong . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go universal studio &amp; play those rides !! &lt;br /&gt;It's so tempting /:&lt;br /&gt;Stop right here &amp; off I goes seeing if there's any new game for me to download . Bye peeeeps ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-3906580000856814061?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3906580000856814061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/anyone-wanna-have-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3906580000856814061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3906580000856814061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/anyone-wanna-have-ice-cream.html' title='Anyone wanna have an ice cream?'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-57731236918729343</id><published>2010-01-18T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:10:05.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cabbed down to school as the office lady said that I need to reach before 4. &lt;br /&gt;So, reasons to cab down : &lt;br /&gt;• it was already 3plus when I left home&lt;br /&gt;• lazy to wait for bus&lt;br /&gt;• and of course, I don't wanna cross the overhead bridge &amp; walk under the scorching sun. &lt;br /&gt;Reached school , was in a mess . Cos I was way too confused &amp; was rushing all the way though . &lt;br /&gt;The office lady told me to write my info on a small piece of paper &amp; yet I still write on an A4 paper. &lt;br /&gt;So , the offlice lady also don't know what to say , end up both of us laughing &amp; I kept repeatingly apologizing to her . &lt;br /&gt;Everything done , thought that I could finally get out of the office when Mr Tan starts to ask me about the courses I apply. &lt;br /&gt;Then he wants me to join the school alumni . I already said I dont want alr , but he still went up to get the form . &lt;br /&gt;So , no choice cos the office lady says that I owe her a favour as she helped me to fax my things over to the MOE .&lt;br /&gt;Being a good soul , sat there &amp; waited for Mr Tan to come back with the form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to the basketball court as the girls were preparing to leave for the match alr. &lt;br /&gt;Walked over to fengshan cc , watched .&lt;br /&gt;End game , went back to school for awhile and went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working tomorrow from 10-6. &lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to go into my lala land. &lt;br /&gt;But , I just don't wanna . Heh . /:&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time I stop here alr . Toooodles ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-57731236918729343?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/57731236918729343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cabbed-down-to-school-as-office-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/57731236918729343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/57731236918729343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cabbed-down-to-school-as-office-lady.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2635132326301400568</id><published>2010-01-18T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:05:42.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare.</title><content type='html'>If you read the previous post, about the strangling part.&lt;br /&gt;Yes , it's true. No wish to tell this to anyone , except to the workplace people. But , feels a little uneasy for such thing to happen on me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's over . Just hope that it doesn't happen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Off day today. So, receive a call from the MOE, regarding about the Chinese studies.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school to have my temporary testimonial . &amp; then going to fax over to them. &lt;br /&gt;Hopes it goes well, no, hope that I got short-listed &amp; then successfully pass the interview. &lt;br /&gt;Pray hard that I'm the one . Lols.&lt;br /&gt;The girls will be having their match later on, going down to support them, but it's raining now. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; I don't wanna carry a stupid umbrella and enter the school . /:&lt;br /&gt;So , if it's still raining then I just cab down then. &lt;br /&gt;Com at home is not functioning, wonder how did my brother used until cannot function. &lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaah, i'm so lazy to go to school. But the thing needs to be send there by 6pm. &lt;br /&gt;No choice then. Oh oh, did I mention that last Tuesday, I went out with my workplace sister, &amp; she bought me to this Japanese restauarant to have a lunch buffet. &amp; she treated me . What a nice soul. But I insist the next time we go eat will be I treating her . But she just can't let me treat her. Stubborn sister! &lt;br /&gt;Going out with her on Thursday after work, to have dinner and going orchard to shop. &lt;br /&gt;Then on Friday, going out with her again after work to have dinner and have our nails done . &lt;br /&gt;Saturday will be my cousin wedding, which means have to wake up early in the morning at around 5 for the morning ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to go for a shower. :D&lt;br /&gt;toooooodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2635132326301400568?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2635132326301400568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/nightmare_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2635132326301400568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2635132326301400568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/nightmare_17.html' title='Nightmare.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1081818919079288337</id><published>2010-01-15T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:25:26.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S1CROkf9IrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sCNYqtEaHhg/s1600-h/Photo0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426997230483350194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/S1CROkf9IrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sCNYqtEaHhg/s400/Photo0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada , I'm back from work &amp;amp; now its 12 alr , here I'm blogging when I should be heading for bed .&lt;br /&gt;Picture with Shaun . :DD cos he had this optical shop at Tamp1 , &amp;amp; I went to buy my contact lens from there , &amp;amp; I keep noticing him .&lt;br /&gt;He's much more handsome and fairer in real life , was wondering if I should take a picture with him , &amp;amp; I keep whining to the sister there until she no longer can stand it &amp;amp; chase me out .&lt;br /&gt;So , the worker there helped us to take , &amp;amp; he asked that is it I'm working at Jwest , &amp;amp; point at the shop directly in front of him , so I was like nodding my head .&lt;br /&gt;Then , I started to become greedy , asked for his signature , which makes me scream and start running into the shop to get one piece of paper and marker , &amp;amp; he asked for my name . :D&lt;br /&gt;He said : All the best &amp;amp; work hard. I was like , are you hinting me that I should be working hard now in the shop instead of coming out to become a crazy fan ? LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;Then , when he done with it , he gave me a handshake ! &amp;amp; again , I half scream and half run into the shop &amp;amp; the sister there was laughing at me. :/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I heard the worker there says , she so cute . LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;Of course cute luh , cos I'm acting like one mad girl there , half screaming and half running in the shop , of course they saw it luh .&lt;br /&gt;Then another worker says , why you ask for his signature dont want mine ? Lmao .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , be a good soul and get settled down , although my face is burning . Cos like so ps .&lt;br /&gt;In the end , closed shop , do settlement , &amp;amp; still going crazy over the thing .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , Junsi SEXAYE came &amp;amp; visit me @ work today .&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering why got one person standing outside , but not coming in &amp;amp; keep staring in .&lt;br /&gt;Then , went out had a small chat . Sexaye , lets have a late dinner next time when both of us end work at the same time ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , dont worry too much le , you definitely will be in a course which you choose luh . :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a scary dream last morning ...&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that my own brother was strangling me in my dream , &amp;amp; I was dead hell gasping for air . My hands were flying everywhere &amp;amp; struggle .&lt;br /&gt;So , I got a schock , &amp;amp; quickly woke up , &amp;amp; in reality , I was lying on my bed , gasping for dead hell lots of air . Like , I did not breathe for the past few minutes .&lt;br /&gt;Told my workplace people , they say maybe is something strangling me .&lt;br /&gt;OMG ! First time having this dream , I was wondering if I didnt open my eyes , will I be dead alr ? D:&lt;br /&gt;I should stop thinking about it alr , if not , I can forget about sleeping tonight , which I dont think I can do that , unless I fall asleeeep .&lt;br /&gt;Hope I dont get this dream again . Maybe , I should listen to advice &amp;amp; go pray sooooon . :s&lt;br /&gt;Tooodles .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-1081818919079288337?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1081818919079288337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/tada-im-back-from-work-now-its-12-alr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1081818919079288337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1081818919079288337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/tada-im-back-from-work-now-its-12-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/S1CROkf9IrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sCNYqtEaHhg/s72-c/Photo0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3346140992795204218</id><published>2010-01-04T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:32:07.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FATE .</title><content type='html'>Work starts at 4 today .&lt;br /&gt;So , decided to come to blog about my work .&lt;br /&gt;Well , work so far is FUN , FUN &amp;amp; SUPER DUPER FUN ! :D&lt;br /&gt;There's never a day I complaint that I'm tired or what .&lt;br /&gt;Because there's 2 sisters ( Fong Nee &amp;amp; Ivy ) there with me , &amp;amp; everyday we will talk about ghost stories , jokes , life &amp;amp; teasing one another.&lt;br /&gt;Communicate the best with Ivy , cos we can talk about relationship stuff and anything .&lt;br /&gt;Well , both of us thinks that fate brought us together . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , this is how it begins luh .&lt;br /&gt;The day when I went in the shop for interview , she just received a call from the manager that they need to hire people .&lt;br /&gt;So , she said , if I went for the interview before that day , right now , I wouldnt be working there.&lt;br /&gt;True .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work together with her , we can already talked on alot of things .&lt;br /&gt;We can keep talk talk and talk , without stop . Which I find it wierd luh , cos normally , if I worked with a stranger , it would take days for me to talk comfortably with each other .&lt;br /&gt;But this time , it just takes 1 hour . like , WOW ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Talked about dramas , korean bands on the first day of work .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we found out that we both like SNSD , esp Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;So , we talked about her , talked about almost everything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of work together with her , talked about relationships &amp;amp; stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she will laugh at me if I did something wrong , &amp;amp; I'll laugh back at her tooo .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we already started to scold each other like , you stupid leh . why you so gong ?! &amp;amp; etc .&lt;br /&gt;But we just wont get angry at each other , which is wierd .&lt;br /&gt;Cos normally , I wouldnt dare to scold this to a stranger whom I just knew , cos afraid that it will anger the person.&lt;br /&gt;But both of us just scold each other like this for the whole day w/o getting angry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day of work , she asked things more about me . Like how's my relationship with my brother , cos she's the only child .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we talked about how we rebelled our parents when young .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then we found out that our character almost similar .&lt;br /&gt;and also the things I like , will be the things she like tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; fourth day of work , which was yesterday , was really shocking enough .&lt;br /&gt;Cos , Fong Nee stays at 43 , near my house. So , I alr thinks that its very qiao alr .&lt;br /&gt;So , I told her that she stays near me , and then she said that she lived there once .&lt;br /&gt;so , I asked what block , &amp;amp; she told me 26 . *gasp* &amp;amp; I told her , I stayed that block too .&lt;br /&gt;She moved away at oct 09 , &amp;amp; she's been staying there for a year .&lt;br /&gt;to double confirm , we talked about the supermarket there &amp;amp; everything .&lt;br /&gt;Its true that we shared the same block once , &amp;amp; just nice , I knew her neighbour . like OMG !&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were like , shocked . &amp;amp; we talked about the things that we shared .&lt;br /&gt;Its like , hard to believe that we once were so close but yet , we didnt get to see each other before .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , both of us thinks that its fate that brought us together .&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted an elder sister , &amp;amp; she always wanted a younger sister .&lt;br /&gt;So , right now , we called each other sister . :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she told me that I'm the first part time student that she can really communicates well .&lt;br /&gt;Cos , she worked with part time students before , but she never really talks to them , only when they say some jokes .&lt;br /&gt;Although we had a 6 years age gap between us , but she dont treat me like a kid , &amp;amp; I never treat her like an adult . Cos both of us treat each other like a , FRIEND / SISTER .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she said she enjoy working with me ! :DD &amp;amp; she told me even if I start my poly school life , I still must continue work there. She admits that she'll miss me . :D I also admit that I miss her , too luh . :D&lt;br /&gt;ohoh , I think for the first time , I really enjoy working . :D&lt;br /&gt;Hah , maybe in our last life , we're sisters ? Maybe . I should tell her later or tomorrow . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooodles , time for me to get a break before getting prepared for work . :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-3346140992795204218?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3346140992795204218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/fate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3346140992795204218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3346140992795204218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2010/01/fate.html' title='FATE .'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2992566888881822973</id><published>2009-12-15T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:49:15.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-eight . ;D</title><content type='html'>Edited //&lt;br /&gt;back from my bath &amp; dinner.&lt;br /&gt;so, back to posting. let's rewind back to last sarurday.&lt;br /&gt;was my mummy birthday , so went to parkway with family&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;told them that I want to get an ipod touch, so went to get it. but still need to pay back my papa in 2 months time since I'm working. &lt;br /&gt;went to this chao zhou chinese restaurant to celebrate , &amp; the food is ohmygod terrible. &lt;br /&gt;they said it was nice, but me &amp; my brother were like, eeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; the most terrible thing was that I dropped my chopsticks in front of the waiter. :/&lt;br /&gt;finished with dinner &amp; went shopping around. &lt;br /&gt;but soon, both me &amp; my brother felt hungry, so went to get an ice-cream to fill our stomach .&lt;br /&gt;soon, home sweet home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday , cousin engagement. &lt;br /&gt;so, woke up at 8 plus &amp; wash up everything and went down to fetch brother and his girlf for&lt;br /&gt;breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;reached the venue at around 12 plus &amp; went around looking at the surrounding. &lt;br /&gt;nice ambience, it was beautiful uh. &lt;br /&gt;wait until all the people arrived, and the engagement ceremony started. &lt;br /&gt;was the video camera that day, cos I had to take the video camera up the stage alone and film the whole&lt;br /&gt;process. &lt;br /&gt;the process was so touching when boh of them said the "I Do" &amp; when I saw&lt;br /&gt;my aunt trying to control back her tears . &lt;br /&gt;finish with the ceremony including cutting of the cake, proceed to the buffet table for lunch.   &lt;br /&gt;finish with lunch , then went to the surrounding to take some pictures. &lt;br /&gt;lasted for around 3 hours, &amp; home sweet home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 dec , one word to describe today outing. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; it was FANTASTIC! ;D&lt;br /&gt;awwww, starting to miss today outing.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh , I'll cherish the gift alright! I will always wear it with me no matter where I am. :D &lt;br /&gt;off to continue watching the channel 8 show now, omg! The designer is really so creative! &lt;br /&gt;so envious of his talent in design and arts . it's like, he can come out with designs without looking at any reference . &lt;br /&gt;bye readers! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from today outing. ;D&lt;br /&gt;post about it once I finish my bath .&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2992566888881822973?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2992566888881822973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/12/ninety-eight-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2992566888881822973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2992566888881822973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/12/ninety-eight-d.html' title='Ninety-eight . ;D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7286800705261602945</id><published>2009-12-02T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:29:59.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down with fever &amp;amp; cough for the last 3 days. :/&lt;br /&gt;Was so sick that the strength to walk around seems difficult for me toooo.&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the doctor in the morning , ate the medicine and fall asleep .&lt;br /&gt;So , for the past few days its like , wake up . Eat , sleeep . Eat , sleeeeeep again.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted by sleeeping so many hours in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the coooooool point is that for the first time in my life I got 38.9 for my fever. Like , WOW !&lt;br /&gt;so , had the ice bag on my head everytime I went to sleeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go work today , but nah , mum said rest for 1 more day.&lt;br /&gt;So , yupp . Stayed home , helped to do the housework and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Feeeling bored . Outing sooooon , please . :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Coughing &amp;amp; coughing , but the phlegm just doesnt want to come out.&lt;br /&gt;ohshutxs. whatever , off I go watching my FAMILY OUTING ! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7286800705261602945?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7286800705261602945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/12/down-with-fever-cough-for-last-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7286800705261602945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7286800705261602945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/12/down-with-fever-cough-for-last-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2071297782562932100</id><published>2009-11-13T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:01:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its OVER ! :D</title><content type='html'>Finally, the long awaiting of the end of O's came. :DD happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I think I'll miss studying. :s&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. So , after O's , stayed in school w/ Jocelyn for basketball .&lt;br /&gt;After awhile , went back home &amp;amp; changed to go TM.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed there , went in search for Popeye. LOLS. Spent 45 minutes searching the whole TM and TM1 cos we thought its there.&lt;br /&gt;So , CS is not in our choice. Hungry , Jocelyn complaining. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the service counter for help ! So the staff said its at CS , we were like , wth .&lt;br /&gt;Popeye was fully packed , business was goooooood . so , had to wait for awhile then we could find a place to sit .&lt;br /&gt;Bought , eat &amp;amp; in search for nail polish &amp;amp; wallet .&lt;br /&gt;Saw this wallet at TM , but indecisive . D: was supposed to buy a wallet , but in the end went back with nothing , just a nail polish &amp;amp; bubble tea . LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its friday now . Yes , friday .&lt;br /&gt;Life's so dull right now . Stayed at home , either sleep , eat , watch tv, read books or use computer .&lt;br /&gt;But, its alright. Cos most of the time I spend my time sitting in front of the com &amp;amp; laughing my head off watching Family Outing .&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh , Hyori's hot . Chunheee cuteeee ! :D Daesung the dumber . Jaesuk the dumb. &amp;amp; &amp;amp; Jongkook the most pathetic , cos he's always got bullied by Hyori esp. But, its so funny seeing them togther , cos the Family had this scandal about the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious . So , off watching my Family Outing . :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2071297782562932100?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2071297782562932100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over-d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2071297782562932100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2071297782562932100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over-d.html' title='Its OVER ! :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3248915445305347028</id><published>2009-11-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:04:50.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>Finally , all those impt subjects are down .&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee ~ left with MCQ.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets rant about Biology . Its damn , dontknow what to say .&lt;br /&gt;Studied so xin ku about photosynthesis , transports in blood , flowering plants all other topics .&lt;br /&gt;But none of it came out , which is like . Eh , trick us sia . :/&lt;br /&gt;Still managed to do the paper , cause I just learnt all the topic. But focused more on the above topics .&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in Structured Essay question , I think . siansxs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its alright. Going to depend on MCQ &amp;amp; practical , I suppose .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , went to Inter borrow boooooks . So long never read my Chinese Novel le . *happyhappy* :D&lt;br /&gt;oh, watching my Hotshot late at night today. :D oooooooh , my SHOW LUO ! Cooool coooool . XD&lt;br /&gt;talking about the show , its about basketball . &amp;amp; dontknowwhy, its beeeeeeen dont know how many months passed since I last touched on basketball .&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeed , No . Its a I MUST get the feeling of touch back mansx. if not , those simple shooting I also can , air-ball le. LOLS ! JOCELYN ! BASKETBALL BASKETBALL ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to give my blog a new looook , tired to look for blogskins &amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;Much more easier for me to  handle also .&lt;br /&gt;Mummy right now , talking to dont know which auntie through the phone &amp;amp; talked for the dont know how many minutes alr . Gossiper ! blaaaablaaaaablaaaaaas. Noisy MOMMAA !&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Packing Day for me . Why ? Because due to the intensive programmes, school been giving tons of worksheet , which I have no time to clear &amp;amp; had to chuck everywhere . :x&lt;br /&gt;So , its time to clear all those RUBBISH out of my table . &amp;amp; those w/s , where it goes to . heh , give to cousin lo . He will hate me to the max point , that he wont even talks to me. Sorrrreh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired . Yeeeees , so freaking tired .&lt;br /&gt;Havent been getting my sleep recently . Stayed up late to study those stupid things , and again either wake up early to study again . Or , for tuition .&lt;br /&gt;Its okay. Cause , its over alr ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Bloodshot eyes right now , due to contact . Again . Due to dry eyes , I suppose .&lt;br /&gt;Oh , off to play some FB games first. Toooooodles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to friends , can we ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-3248915445305347028?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3248915445305347028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3248915445305347028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3248915445305347028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2451667219793966558</id><published>2009-09-19T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:49:04.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Gotten back results alr . Like , damn siansx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Got study also get back this kind of results. :/ suan le suan le . LOLS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;L1B4 - 20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;So unexpected . But , nevermind one ah . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still left around 1 month to Os , &amp;amp; just chiong for this last lap . :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk about results. Finally , going to finish up all 8 boards .&lt;br /&gt;Spent like dont know how many hours in the art room spraying the sketches onto the boards. &lt;br /&gt;Damn tiring . :s &lt;br /&gt;Like, finally . going to submit all the 8 boards to Mr M. on tuesday .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; after that , can finally relieve the stress alr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE for yesterday&amp;nbsp;was Badminton. Tiring . Play until , the whole face turned red . ( thats what all my friend say la ) LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Double team at first . Ivy with Jaclyn . Mich &amp;amp; me .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then after awhile , switch partner . Ivy with&amp;nbsp; Mich . Jaclyn &amp;amp; me .&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;, played single against Ivy . Tiring but fun . :] &lt;br /&gt;In the end , arm muscle cramp . LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastric pain for the last few days , I think I should better take note of my health .&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go see doctor , but in the end . Gave up the idea .&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. Cos , I dont feel like going alr . :/ HAH ! &lt;br /&gt;But , of course , I will start to eat alr la . Wont skip meals . :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Study Programme , supposed to reach at 8. Cos , this is what our form teacher want us to reach there earlier .&lt;br /&gt;But , due to my laziness . I slept until 7:15 and reluctantly got out of the bed to brush up &amp;amp; get ready.&lt;br /&gt;Ate breakfast , was damn full after eating 1 slice of cake and drinking 1 cup of Milo . :s feel so sick .&lt;br /&gt;Left house &amp;amp; off I go to school .&lt;br /&gt;English at hall . &amp;amp; then went class to spray up my remaining boards . &lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed with Jocelyn at Bedok Mac since Rowena left early. &lt;br /&gt;Library , went there to enjoy the aircon while that girl choosing her books .&lt;br /&gt;In the end , she took around 10 to 15 minutes to choose 1 book. :/ mygod .&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home after that . &amp;amp; was wondering if I should get a haircut. Cos , its long alr .&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap with my contact lens on , although I was afraid that the contact lens will stuck in there . LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Woke up , had a bath and felt more refresh . &lt;br /&gt;Maybe going out with Mum to tm tomorrow to get presents for that 2 Darling of mine ( delayed Jocelyn present for quite a time alr ) Sorry Jocelyn ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about alr . Going to play my facebook game now. Heh .&lt;br /&gt;Someone right now at Malacca enjoying himself by indulging himself with all the food there . *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;Ah, tonight must hug my bolster tight tight alr . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Thursday &amp;amp; Friday , the best day given .&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/8214600116791627158-2451667219793966558?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2451667219793966558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/gotten-back-results-alr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2451667219793966558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2451667219793966558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/gotten-back-results-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3784950949399099556</id><published>2009-09-10T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:13:38.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Torture . Sept holidays , spent in school with all my art prep works. *faint* &lt;br /&gt;Last day of art tomorrow , still thinking that like finally can go home early at around 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then , I realize that there's Bio remedial until&amp;nbsp;3 .&lt;br /&gt;As well let me stay in school do art sua . *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , on the process of completing my boards asap.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah , I feel like giving up alr . seriously ,&amp;nbsp;the moment I see my art or boards , the first thinking is 'wah , siansx'&lt;br /&gt;How to complete with this mindset. :x suan le suan le .&lt;br /&gt;At least got do also can la .&lt;br /&gt;But but , Monday is the Art Exhibition for Os alr.&lt;br /&gt;How how , need to show to the P &amp;amp; VP . *cries even worse* &lt;br /&gt;Aiya , suan le la suan le . 走一步，算一步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwheeee , its my cousin Birthday today . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY , JIE JIE ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Celebrating for her on coming Saturday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then , cousins coming over &amp;amp; stay overnight . :D coooooool ! Chatting time again. &lt;br /&gt;Off I go to find research on my Art again . &lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck . LOLS .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-3784950949399099556?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3784950949399099556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/torture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3784950949399099556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3784950949399099556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/torture.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3957308712925555229</id><published>2009-09-07T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:06:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping at Orchard yesterday . With family &amp;amp; along with Aunt &amp;amp; cousins .&lt;br /&gt;Orchard Central / Centre , I forgot . Went there, &amp;amp; all the adults were like looking at the food. &lt;br /&gt;Chat with cousins , arm-locked with her &amp;amp; went walking around . :D&lt;br /&gt;So, walked from one mall to another mall . &amp;amp; continue walking .&lt;br /&gt;Finally, settled at Ion . :x walked around . Look at the chef cooking foood. LOLS . &lt;br /&gt;Then , finally ate for dinner . &lt;br /&gt;Orchard really got nothing much that interest me leh , only movies. :x &lt;br /&gt;In the end , finally home sweeeet home . With my sore aching legs, due to that stupid pair of heels. *cries* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , woke up like so damn freaking early. Just to go JOGGING . &lt;br /&gt;See, I'm so healthy . Living in a healthy lifestyle . LOLS ! &lt;br /&gt;After running , bought the ingredients for doing cookies. :D&lt;br /&gt;So , will be doing cookies later. :D &lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; I'm hungry . But , I'm still waiting for my lunch to be cook . :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-3957308712925555229?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3957308712925555229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-at-orchard-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3957308712925555229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3957308712925555229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-at-orchard-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4617462119486335889</id><published>2009-09-05T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:17:34.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, how long did I not post alr. *count count * &lt;br /&gt;So, I've been neglecting my blog &amp;amp; those tags which all belonged to that Rowena L. :x&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. Finally, PRELIM had finally ended. &lt;br /&gt;But, instinct tell me that I will definitely flunk all papers this time round. *CLAPCLAP*&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm mentally prepared to receive my bad results alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, actually. I got no intend to update my blog one leh. :x&lt;br /&gt;because of that big oink oink, got no choice. *cries* &lt;br /&gt;still request to blog a LONG post. Like, helloooooo, big idiot, how long do you want my post to be ? :D&lt;br /&gt;3 pages long ? Or minimum 1000 words ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOLS. &amp;amp; big idiot is really a big BULLY. *sobsob* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 personality about Big Idiot : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He got a real big appetite, which I cannot fight against him. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; everytime, dont know like 1 or 2&amp;nbsp; hours passed. He will come complain &amp;amp; say : I'm hungry . *gasp* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I SALUTE him for that mansx. LOLS. How can a person eat so much leh ? *wonders* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, lets talk about PRELIM practical. &lt;br /&gt;I studied about the different tests to test for food .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when I'm doing my Bio practical paper. I totally forgot to boil the test-tube to test for reducing sugars.&lt;br /&gt;So, when I'm almost done. I turn around, &amp;amp; friends were still doing. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, I noticed why are they boiling the test-tube for ? The instructions did not say that we're required to boil it what .&lt;br /&gt;So, check my answer if there's anything wrong. Then I realised I did not boil my test-tube to test for reducing sugars. ( when other people were like boiling ) :x&lt;br /&gt;So, redo again . Boiled . Sit down there, waiting for the colour to change. &lt;br /&gt;Ms Sew, is like *pointing to the goggles* ( which, I dont want to wear in the first place ) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wear for what eh . I'm one big step away from the table . :x &lt;br /&gt;She, continue pointing. So, in the end, wore it uh . &lt;br /&gt;Damn warm uh . While waiting for the test to end , nothing to do right . &lt;br /&gt;Wipe the table clean clean for them, wash all the apparatus. Putting back to their original positions , making it so neat . LOLS . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Is the post long enough for you ? *smile* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;My 1 week holiday, all gone. )': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday to Friday, back to school for art . &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Bio lesson on friday tooooo. Ah, siansx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow outing w/ Family to Ion . :D&lt;br /&gt;I want buy lots and lots of things. :x provided if I can find . LOLS. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, big idiot . :] I think , it should sastify you, right ?&lt;br /&gt;If not , I think I can faint alr. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooodles , update next time round. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4617462119486335889?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4617462119486335889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-how-long-did-i-not-post-alr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4617462119486335889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4617462119486335889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-how-long-did-i-not-post-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6033570978614434071</id><published>2009-08-21T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:04:54.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blanked.</title><content type='html'>SS paper was a total disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot the points for the Fall of Venice, how great.&lt;br /&gt;Maths, manageable.&lt;br /&gt;But one problem is that, it seems that I'll fall asleep doing maths paper. :/&lt;br /&gt;After school, Dad called &amp;amp; asked if I end school alr.&lt;br /&gt;Because he still owed me something, my reward.&lt;br /&gt;So, he asked if want to have lunch tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, got this english thing &amp;amp; also having tuition.&lt;br /&gt;So, )':  He still owed me one.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, anyway, it seems that oral is getting harder &amp;amp; harder.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaah, why can't english be like chinese. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going back to school tmr morning to have an oral session with Mrs tan.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I suddenly have a craving for sub-way, honey milk tea &amp;amp; also, jogging.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, should I go for a jog this sunday with daddy at ECP ?&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah, I just wanna have my subway ! :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6033570978614434071?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6033570978614434071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/blanked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6033570978614434071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6033570978614434071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/blanked.html' title='Blanked.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7287370432154092533</id><published>2009-08-19T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:37:41.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Release of O level Chinese results.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; gladly, I cried tears of  joy. (:&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to tell people my results, because some might think that I'm just boasting on it.&lt;br /&gt;So, just want to thanks the hugs &amp; congratulations given by my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Esp my 2 darlings. :D thank you. The repeated hugs &amp; etc, touched. &lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to Mich, Atika especially ( who kept comforting me before I took my results ), &amp; Nazri &amp; also to 4e5 for congratulating me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although one subject is done, although the results for my chinese was good.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt means that for my other results, I will get the same.&lt;br /&gt;I'll not get proud of it, so I'll work even harder so that next year, I will cry tears of joy again. :D &lt;br /&gt;&amp; to those who's disappointed in their results. &lt;br /&gt;Jiayou oh, dont give up so easily. &lt;br /&gt;Because, you never know that you will succeed in it again.&lt;br /&gt;Dont because of one setback &amp; hold you back in whatever you doing. &lt;br /&gt;So, JIAYOU oh. I'll support all of you ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has overcome. -Booker T. Washington&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7287370432154092533?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7287370432154092533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7287370432154092533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7287370432154092533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7867632024993234044</id><published>2009-08-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:53:21.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts about life.</title><content type='html'>You haven't lost your smile at all, it's right under your nose. You just forgot it was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, this was to applied to me. How I wish, it was true.&lt;br /&gt;With all this pretence on me, I feel so emotionally tired. &lt;br /&gt;A smile, doesnt means that I'm happy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;A shed of tear, doesnt means that I'm unhappy with my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I got tons of troubles bottling up in me. &lt;br /&gt;But, I dont want to share it all out. &lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why I'm moody. &lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why I'm behaving this way. &lt;br /&gt;For once, I just want to be myself. &lt;br /&gt;I have the rights, to choose what I want to do in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Dont even bother asking me whats happening. &lt;br /&gt;If I want to say, I'll say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I just want all Bastards to disappear right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;A lesson / fact that I learnt so far : You never know what lies in a person, until you knew the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I finally knew the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; thanks for letting me know. &lt;br /&gt;Bastards, how I wish all of you can disappear right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Your presence, makes me feel so damn freaking disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;Bastards, you have no rights to judge me for who I am. &lt;br /&gt;Bastards, how I hope you will not have an easy life in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also, thanks Rowena &amp; Jocelyn for being with me . &lt;br /&gt;All this while, thanks for letting me crying out comfortably in front of you girls.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the hug when I needed one, &lt;br /&gt;thanks for the encouragement given, &lt;br /&gt;those stupid jokes that made to cheer me up. &lt;br /&gt;I never forget these, truly. Thanks. :] &lt;br /&gt;16 years of life, I learnt the cruelity of life.&lt;br /&gt;But, there's something that always give me much joy. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;, thats Both of YOU! :] &lt;br /&gt;Sry, but I cant stop crying right now. &lt;br /&gt;Because, memories of stuff that we did together, came playing in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;Just 3 words, I love you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow; Don't walk behind me, I may not lead; Walk beside me, and just be my friend. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this, is what I wanted to say. &lt;br /&gt;But never had the chance to say infront of you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn ah jocelyn, Jiayou oh.&lt;br /&gt;not only in studies, r/s or family matters.&lt;br /&gt;But, also in all things that you want to achieve in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Dont make the wrong decisions that will made you regret again. &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know, thanks for being there.&lt;br /&gt;there's an attraction force b/w us, that never separates. &lt;br /&gt;PRELIMs coming, &amp; sooon O's. &lt;br /&gt;Dont give up so early, you can do it de. Okay ?&lt;br /&gt;You have been improving, dont always so negative-minded.&lt;br /&gt;Things might turn out differently. :] &lt;br /&gt;Lastly, all the best. &amp; ILY &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowena ah rowena, nothing to say to you leh. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, tomorrow is finally your POP.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; happy to know that, you've gotten the highest rank.&lt;br /&gt;I'm of course proud of you luh. Next time, call you Ma'am Rowena. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Hah, ohyeah. You still owed me a Polar Bear Hug.&lt;br /&gt;I've been pestering like dont know how long, but you die die dont want give me. D:&lt;br /&gt;Darling ah, you also ah. Must jiayou in your studies.&lt;br /&gt;Although I know you've been studying alot uh.&lt;br /&gt;You ah, dont so crazy le.&lt;br /&gt;Must wen rou yi dian ma, later guys see le run away.&lt;br /&gt;Then they ask themselves : Why this girl so crazy ? Is it never eat medicine. :D&lt;br /&gt;But, I just like the crazy side of yours. &lt;br /&gt;If not, why will I always be so happy beside you. &lt;br /&gt;You got this cheerfulness that will go around spreading to others. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything you done, ILY tooooo. &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, I'm not good in expressing words nor in actions.&lt;br /&gt;But, I just want to say. &lt;br /&gt;This friendship of ours, will never be broken. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; girls, I really really do love you loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7867632024993234044?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7867632024993234044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/facts-about-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7867632024993234044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7867632024993234044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/facts-about-life.html' title='Facts about life.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-871804032394421899</id><published>2009-08-06T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:52:58.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soooooon. :D</title><content type='html'>Darling ah darling, please get well soon oh. &lt;br /&gt;You know so much things happen when you're not around me. )':&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel so wierd when you're not right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;During history &amp; bio lesson, you wasn't sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;During recess, you did not came in to my class &amp; crap about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;For one whole day, I didnt scold you Bitch, or I HATE YOU stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;It feeeels so wierd. &lt;br /&gt;You're not there to listen to my complains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp; Darling, please please get well soooooon. &lt;br /&gt;Because, I really hope that you can go to Sentosa this saturday. &lt;br /&gt;Because, its been so long since we last had a real fun. Right ?&lt;br /&gt;Drink more water, okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hope to see you sooooon. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I really  hope that you can come.&lt;br /&gt;But, if you're still feeling unwell. Forget it, okay ?&lt;br /&gt;We will go again, another time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-871804032394421899?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/871804032394421899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-well-soooooon-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/871804032394421899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/871804032394421899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-well-soooooon-d.html' title='Get Well Soooooon. :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6338394989535448782</id><published>2009-07-17T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:23:48.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>Its been soooo long since I last update.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I nearly forgotten my password. :S&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to rant. Yes, RANT !&lt;br /&gt;So much unhappy stuff, today's the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreat, I failed my Maths common test.&lt;br /&gt;So ? I dont give a damn, because its the stupid distance &amp;amp; the speed time graph that make me did so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I know my mistakes. So, I know where I should buck up on.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm the last in the class for this test. But that doesnt means that you can use it to come say me. Right ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you this irritating bastard, how I wish I can slap your face right at that time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking a question, from Jeremy, whose sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;You, directly behind me. ( Although I wish that I can sit somewhere far you ) interrupt when I'm asking a question &amp;amp; make fun of me &amp;amp; said : ''Aiyo, first time you fail until so jialat. You lousy la. "&lt;br /&gt;You interrupt my thoughts, &amp;amp; made me forgot what I wanted to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I had to repeat the question again &amp;amp; you interrupt again.&lt;br /&gt;Mr H, I didnt know that you need that much of attention.&lt;br /&gt;I've been tolerating this few days, ohgreat bastard. You lose face, infront of the teacher and your friends.&lt;br /&gt;I just simply shouted this : Can you please shut up, you're so annoying &amp;amp; noisy. So RUDE. Dont interrupt can.&lt;br /&gt;Although I wish that I could add some vulgarites, but I couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;Silence. I feel so happy mansx, I was like. *CLAAAAPS! KENGLIN, BRAVO!*&lt;br /&gt;You said this : Oh, she's angry.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! Well, I'm not angry. I'm ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;Can you even imagine, having such a thick-skinned guy from your class, who sits nears you &amp;amp; always saying how clever, how talented, how professor he is ?&lt;br /&gt;He looks down on people, when he knew that his friends, or the people around him comes from a quite good primary school. &amp;amp; joined BGSS.&lt;br /&gt;That bastard, doesnt even know where he exactly stand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hey, so what if I come from temasek pri ? So what I entered BGSS.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I'm not like him going around boasting that I'm sooooo clever, talented &amp;amp; a professor.&lt;br /&gt;Go, eat shit. Mr H. (:&lt;br /&gt;If you, Mr H. Is so clever, talented &amp;amp; such a professor.&lt;br /&gt;Why you joined BGSS ? &amp;amp; even entered 4E5.&lt;br /&gt;You should be somewhere in a talented school.&lt;br /&gt;Or even, you could skip your O level &amp;amp; take your A level.&lt;br /&gt;Or, at least. You should be studying in Raffles .&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, I think you're none of the above. Thats why, even if you wants to study in Raffles. The Principal doesnt even want you to be there.&lt;br /&gt;Why, because Mr H just cant stop shaking his body every minute.&lt;br /&gt;His body, or even all his limbs seems to be so loose that cant stop swinging to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;I pity you, for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think, you're a person who got trend. Sorry, Mr H. You're not.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the formal shirt for Be Yourself Day.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, you've disgraced those guys out there wearing formal shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'll never ever get pissed because of you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever waste my time going around complaining what you did to my friends, which is a waste of my saliva.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever want to sit near you. I'll shoo away from you during maths lesson. ( Because I dont want to get a disease : Boastful disease )&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever will let myself to dampen my own mood just of you blabbering your bastard language which caused myself not to enjoy my day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever want to see you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever want to hear your name.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever want to hear him talk, with that eeeeee voice.&lt;br /&gt;If I see him, I'll defintely go wash my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;If I touch his belongings, I'll wash my face.&lt;br /&gt;If I hear his voice, I'll go home and dig my ears out.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I dont want some stupid germs on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll wish you die, but sadly. You cant.&lt;br /&gt;Because, you still havent know how to live your life, properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mr H.&lt;br /&gt;For letting me know what a Bastard you are.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big ****ing, irritating &amp;amp; no brain person I ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------The End------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgawd, after typing these out. I felt more more better.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about how irritating he is since I met him, when I'm on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he shows so much weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;Seeker-attention, being boastful, proud. Awwww, I feeeel sooooo sad for him.&lt;br /&gt;For, he dont have a life worthy for himself to live.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I just cant stop laughing to myself when I typed out all these.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, I'll not complaint. But, explain to my parents about him.&lt;br /&gt;I think they feel the same way as me. Even used how many medicines to cure him, also no use le la. Hor ?&lt;br /&gt;Beyond cure already. Because, he's already in the process of last stage. :D&lt;br /&gt;No more mentioning of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's study session with R. tomorrow. :DD&lt;br /&gt;So many homework to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; I got to start doing the things for that nice darling of mine &amp;amp; buying materials.&lt;br /&gt;Find a day shopping with parents. I'll miss family outing. )':&lt;br /&gt;Actually, tomorrow's having a family outing. )':&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, that lame dad of mine. Didnt inform me earlier, &amp;amp; I planned to go study already.&lt;br /&gt;So, miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there's really a lame conver. between my dad &amp;amp; me last night.&lt;br /&gt;-Halfway through a show, came in &amp;amp; sat beside me-&lt;br /&gt;Dad : eh, Saturday go Orchard. We go SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;Me : huuuuuh, I saturday going study with Rowena leh. You la, dont say earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : aiyah, how I know la. Thought you free.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Go with mummy. go dating lor. :D&lt;br /&gt;Dad : dont want la. i dont want friend her already, she dont want care me.&lt;br /&gt;Me :dont crazy la. go with her la. Shenjingbing leh ni. *give the stupid face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I think I inherited most of my dad character genes.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'll always say this to R. : I dont want friend you le la, you dont want care me le. )':&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. I know, very lame la. But, its my character. Or, our character. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off I go to find my beloved SS501 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;JUNGMIN ! &lt;33.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6338394989535448782?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6338394989535448782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6338394989535448782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6338394989535448782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-sucks.html' title='You SUCKS.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1609272565633735412</id><published>2009-06-23T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:06:03.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares.</title><content type='html'>Oh, like finally I updated on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe its my last tooooo. D:&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I think I really need to stop using the computer &amp;amp; watching shows.&lt;br /&gt;Because, all these can be done after O.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, left a few months to O, &amp;amp; I still can slack around doing nothing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so, I decided. After holiday, I'll try to stop the temptations around me.&lt;br /&gt;Booooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also have no idea what should I post about.&lt;br /&gt;But, just recently, having nightmares all the night.&lt;br /&gt;Its so scary, &amp;amp; thinking about it makes me go, ohmfg.&lt;br /&gt;Goosebumps. ! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to go watch video. D: HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;IloveSS501! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, my mum just cut her hand when she's chopping something.&lt;br /&gt;Gross, I saw the bloood keep flowing out of her hand. eeeeeeew.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily dad was at home, so he helped to clean the wound.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, she didnt even cry. &amp;amp; there I go thinking, if it happens to me, I will go dizzy once I see the blood, if not, shouting for help. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooodles. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-1609272565633735412?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1609272565633735412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/nightmares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1609272565633735412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1609272565633735412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/nightmares.html' title='Nightmares.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5308249332710307622</id><published>2009-06-11T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:58:41.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramatic change.</title><content type='html'>Finished burning the videos &amp;amp; pictures from my com to a disc for cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Like finally. D: LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;Unsure if today will be a long post or what, but I think it will be quite long ba. :/&lt;br /&gt;Back to track, last week dont know what day.&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, went Rowena house. Because she wanted to cook one meal for me. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; coooool , reached her house, then started.&lt;br /&gt;See her prepare everything, like so TOUCHED mansx. :P&lt;br /&gt;I was over there, oooooh, so sweeeeeet. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Finished, then ate the noodle. Rating ah, 5/5. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Really very nice eh. XD Still got more meals waiting for me. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went her room. Was so funny that I cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Because, she put something over her bear. Like, afraid that her bear would get cold like that.&lt;br /&gt;Started laughing, all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked home after that, since its just a few blocks away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGaNoSXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DE5RHEWwDJQ/s1600-h/DSC02665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989471595153778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGaNoSXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DE5RHEWwDJQ/s400/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our NOODLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, same lesson all the way. Like, sian.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for Bio. D: So boring.&lt;br /&gt;One of the lesson for bio was to do the genes bla shit.&lt;br /&gt;Due to boredom, used the material to make into a ring. :DD&lt;br /&gt;I know la, its lame. But, nothing to do what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGfsG44I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qKGgrj5Ue9s/s1600-h/DSC02735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989473065165698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGfsG44I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qKGgrj5Ue9s/s400/DSC02735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the ring I make. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then art programme, do coursework.&lt;br /&gt;Mich used my phone to zilian. LOLS. See below. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGAo_EpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wfIetV1vPq4/s1600-h/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989464730571410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGAo_EpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wfIetV1vPq4/s400/DSC02739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mich smiling to all of you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally, June holiday programme was over.&lt;br /&gt;Can PARTY. But sadly, so many h/w waiting for me to be done. .___. So saaad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its over already. Haaa.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, went over to cousin 21 years old Birthday Party.&lt;br /&gt;I was the camera woman la, because was busy taking videos &amp;amp; pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Eat, chat, slacked.&lt;br /&gt;Picture speaks everything. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEuanggZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Q3bgy_AA8lc/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989059386835346" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEuanggZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Q3bgy_AA8lc/s400/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my cousin, WanLin. :D HAPPY BIRTHDAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEutDWLmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IBYmfGLA92o/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989064335437410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEutDWLmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IBYmfGLA92o/s400/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake. :D Cooool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEuBbGtWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XuY9TJhQS14/s1600-h/20090606220637(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989052623926626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEuBbGtWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XuY9TJhQS14/s400/20090606220637(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture, ooooh. &amp;amp; I saw my future sis-in-law in it.&lt;br /&gt;Neh, that girl standing between my dad &amp;amp; brother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEtzrdH6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/pI-s1LaAOBg/s1600-h/20090606202221(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989048934408098" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEtzrdH6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/pI-s1LaAOBg/s400/20090606202221(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUSINS! with my future da sao again la. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEvO-EK-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/5LySVpT5HVk/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345989073440091106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDEvO-EK-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/5LySVpT5HVk/s400/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly, the 3 families together. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just simply love this picture, because, its so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect in the way that, all members of the family is in there.&lt;br /&gt;So seldom that we took a family photo together. Cooooool~ :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got one future da sao in it, also a future brother in it.&lt;br /&gt;Both people, all in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;15 people in it wor. So, 爽。&lt;br /&gt;Because, my Da Jie Jie going to get married soooon.&lt;br /&gt;Latest by next Jan. :D Then means, New year got one more Ang Bao. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Thats my brother said one, not me, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Later you people think I money face. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, SS501 coming to Singapore for their 1st Asia Concert.&lt;br /&gt;Asked mummy yesterday night if I could go, since its already after O level.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I will used my own money to pay the ticket, so she said yes. :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;So yipee yay yay ! :D Their songs actually quite nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh, cant wait for Dec to come. :D&lt;br /&gt;So now, is to find someone whose willing to go to the concert with me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually planned to go Parkway today with friends or what.&lt;br /&gt;But, due to I didnt go around msging people, asking if they free.&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end I stayed at home.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next monday or next week then go ba.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, father's day is coming. Fretting over what to buy for my dad. D:&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas, eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, tossed around the bed until 1 plus and finally went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking over the same thing that had been troubling over me for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I needed someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's piling up in me, but I got no one to turn to last night.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Who else can I find ?&lt;br /&gt;Went down my contact list, really got no idea who to call.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I call, I might be disturbing them.&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end. Forced myself to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Darling going for her NPCC camp tomorrow till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, within this period of time, who can I really turn to. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I dont know what revenge you really wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What I know was only, you're being selfish. To her, &amp;amp; to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She was there for you, when you was at your lowest point of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It was her, who gave you all the encouragements, being there for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But, because if one small thing, you decide to spoil the friendship b/w you both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; all in your mind, was to have revenge &amp;amp; to settle the thing asap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dont you know that, she's upset because both of you is no longer friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What she really wanted, was just a friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;When she showed me all the messages, the heart sank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, It sank. Completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, she was right. She got her own life, she got her rights whether to tell me the truth or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's wrong telling me all that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Its not like she or you did something wrong that couldnt tell me right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; yet, you treated her that way. I dont know what happen to you, but you becaome the one that I no longer know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, I should stop blabbering all about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What I want to know it, isnt there any solution to resolve the things anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Is what revenge you really wanted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If it is so, go ahead. Get your revenge &amp;amp; settle your things asap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If that will make you more happy instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I dont know what's the defination for friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So much things happened lately, including the things around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wont ever, ever, ever &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for you. &lt;/div&gt;If this, still cant wake you up. I really dont know what to expect more from you.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the one I knew anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as always, I always think that friends should help each other.&lt;br /&gt;But yet, when a friend fall apart just because A thinks that B is pissing A off.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; A starts to avoid B.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of friendship is this, actually.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I pity B. Not because of this, but because B lose a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Great, you make me want to lose this friendship with you.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyousomuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If a friendship is so vulnerable to break, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then I choose not to have any friendship with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Cos' you giving me the impression, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;that a friendship worth nothing to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5308249332710307622?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5308249332710307622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/dramatic-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5308249332710307622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5308249332710307622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/dramatic-change.html' title='Dramatic change.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SjDFGaNoSXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DE5RHEWwDJQ/s72-c/DSC02665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5184061292685204524</id><published>2009-06-03T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:48:08.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling so down, right now.</title><content type='html'>Mock Practical yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Ehehehe. I did something so SWEEEEET to Darling.&lt;br /&gt;The owner of this blog, wake up at 6 plus, specially to send a GOOD LUCK msg to Darling. :DD&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, this ROWENA L. wont cry one sia.&lt;br /&gt;Finished sending the msg &amp;amp; after reading her reply, I quickly went back to my lala-land. :P&lt;br /&gt;Woke up again at 9 plus, prepared. &amp;amp; left home.&lt;br /&gt;Surrendered phone, &amp;amp; waited. Blashit.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Jaclyn had to help me on my bunsen burner first, &amp;amp; both of us got nagged at.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever shit. Asssss.&lt;br /&gt;Flunk the paper, because I all dont understand. D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Darling waited for me for 1 hour. So XIN FU ! :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! Went inter, to pay Darling library fine.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went Long John for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed throughout the meal, because stupid things keep happening.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we got to say : Pretend you see nothing. LOLS !&lt;br /&gt;After that, something hilarious happened. Walked out of lj busy laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw Shengwei &amp;amp; Jason. Their face was so hilarious, especially Shengwei one.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed throughout again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we dont know said 'Gay' for how many times.&lt;br /&gt;Because, we keep seeing guys with wierd hairstyles, &amp;amp; the clothes they wearing.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed back home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of the June holiday lessons.&lt;br /&gt;First day, late already. But, its the bus came late.&lt;br /&gt;Waited from 7:30 to 7:45, then come the bus. Shitholes.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons as usual, Rowena Darling start whining when she saw her name for the POA afternoon lessons, &amp;amp; its her "favourite" teacher to teach her somemore. :D&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied her from 1 to 2. &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Darling now should be still listening to the teacher voice.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if she's sleeping or going to fall asleep or still awake. :DD&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! DARLING, JIAYOU ohhh ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love my Darling ! :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's such a nice person. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; she says she's gonna cook 2 meals for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOOOOOOO TOUCHED ! T.T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heh, waiting for the day to come to come. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ROWENA L. ! WHY TIMES ALWAYS PASS SO FAST WHEN I'M W/ YOU ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booooooooooooooo ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I want an outing with her soooooon. :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; I'm so fcuking pissed off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Who are you to keep questioning me like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I find it, FREAKING, FUCKING, PISSED! IRRITATED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;JUST GO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;DAMNHELLYOUPEOPLE.SHITASS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;GOBANGWALLCAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;SO MANY COMMENTS, THEN GO COMMENTS ON OTHER PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;LAZY TO BOTHER WITH YOU PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;BE MORE MATURE CAN, ACT LIKE A GROWN UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;YOU THINK YOU STILL YOUNG?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;SO LAME. SO BTH. SO ANNOYING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, phew. Feel much more better now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow then complain to Darling. I bet she also screamed out her lungs. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not going to waste more of my energy on those immature people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, get a life ? If not, get a brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think, even dog is much more clever than you. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5184061292685204524?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5184061292685204524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-feeling-so-down-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5184061292685204524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5184061292685204524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-feeling-so-down-right-now.html' title='I&apos;m feeling so down, right now.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-9022553916436895943</id><published>2009-06-01T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:01:58.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its OVER ! :D</title><content type='html'>Finally, chinese O level has ended. Yes, wheeeee ~&lt;br /&gt;Eh, no idea. But practically, find the paper quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;Only when they request to 自由发挥, I think I totally write crapsx. :/ Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I already aiming for a A. If I got B3, hehehe. Off you see me retaking the paper again.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, I dont know what to comment also.&lt;br /&gt;Wait until the results come out then see how ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; one hilarious thing happen to ROWENA L. today.&lt;br /&gt;During the break, waiting for the paper 2 to start.&lt;br /&gt;She was running towards me, &amp;amp; then. She nearly FALL.&lt;br /&gt;I think the floor was slippery la, the expression she got on the face was so HILARIOUS that I just cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Then there she goes : Got people see not. Wabiang, very ps eh. :DD&lt;br /&gt;I was like, HAHAHAHAHA! *ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;Its really damn hilarious laaaduh.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm doing my paper 2, when I think of the scene she nearly falls &amp;amp; the expression she got on her face. I cant stop myself from laughing. But, I did control la. Later teacher thinks I cheat. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Mac for lunch none other than Darling.&lt;br /&gt;We got to Scissors, Paper, Stone to decide who go &amp;amp; buy the meal.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I lost. WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;Funny conversation, cant stop laughing when I'm with this clumsy girl !&lt;br /&gt;Library, borrowed books.&lt;br /&gt;Rowena Darling is so ........ I dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;The books that I choose for her, she just said this : This book dont appeal to me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, she choose book also must choose if the book cover is hard or soft.&lt;br /&gt;But, its still a book. Right, Darling ?&lt;br /&gt;In the end, she still cant borrow. Because, she still havent paid her loan. :DD Laughs!&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, I love sitting bus rides with her.&lt;br /&gt;Because, we will have non-ending conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum asked me how's my test.&lt;br /&gt;Told her, &amp;amp; also told her &amp;amp; demonstrate how Rowena L. nearly fall infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;My mum laughed also. See see, darling. Your clumsiness makes my mum laugh at YOU !&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOO ~! :P&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum about this specific person, &amp;amp; she starts shaking her head with diapproval.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! Darling, tomorrow then tell you the secret. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Gossip time tomorrow again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreat, tomorrow's Mock Practical.&lt;br /&gt;But, I cant even open the bunsen burner, &amp;amp; they wants me to do the whole experiment by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting. Oh, I'm gonna die tomorrow. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm in shift 3 ! Dont need so early wake up &amp;amp; stay there till 1:30.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, 委屈你了。哈哈，明天见哦！:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-9022553916436895943?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/9022553916436895943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-over-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/9022553916436895943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/9022553916436895943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-over-d.html' title='Its OVER ! :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7165439251062698362</id><published>2009-05-30T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:19:32.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I realised it, too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know what happened to me lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My left leg muscles were killing me a few days back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every step I took, it seems like, there's a sting in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant stretch my leg, afraid that I might get a leg cramp immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; yesterday, my right knee cap hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes , it hurts that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It hurts already when I just reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know is it because of the air con in the Expo that strong or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it just hurts. )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The moment when I finished my bath, about to step out of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the knee hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant even lift up my right knee, moreover can I stand with my right leg on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got to stand on the same spot, holding on to the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if I walk, I got to limp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its time to take good care of my old injury, isnt it ? )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week of MT intensive is over. Yes, finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that not useful la, but just that. Towards the end, drop dead sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand facing the chinese paper again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the parents session on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for mum to come, toured around the school with Joshua &amp;amp; Mich.&lt;br /&gt;Di-siao Mich. Heh, cannot say the details out here even I want to.&lt;br /&gt;Because Mich will come kill me. :X&lt;br /&gt;Then, came to my turn. Mrs Quek talked, Ms Lim write notes.&lt;br /&gt;Mum listened, &amp;amp; me , smiling to the three ladies.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! They started crapping about my results.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm satisfied with my results la. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, she was nagging about my science results. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, went Expo to study MT.&lt;br /&gt;Studied till 4 plus, &amp;amp; started to chat and talked about many many things.&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, &amp;amp; we saw a DORAEMON car.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below, I was like. OMFG! Can I go steal the car ? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went Expo to study MT again.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go Airport to have Popeye for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;But, till to that we watched the news last night.&lt;br /&gt;We suddenly thought of the H1N1 flu, so decided to change back to Expo.&lt;br /&gt;Subway for Lunch, &amp;amp; went to study.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Clive, so studied together. &amp;amp; around 4 plus, he left for his service &amp;amp; we continued with our work.&lt;br /&gt;Left for home around 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;I simply just love my lovely darling ; Rowena L.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, she just so nice to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;So fun to play with. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Both of us have the chemistry. Think of the same thing, talk at the same time with the same words.&lt;br /&gt;12 years of friendship, &amp;amp; I believed that it will last for ever. :D&lt;br /&gt;Darling, thanks for so much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for always encouraging &amp;amp; motivating me to do better.&lt;br /&gt;I think, its my honour for knowing this friend since nursery.&lt;br /&gt;ROWENA L. Thank you so much, I LOVE YOU ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid fucking noise is making me going bonkers !&lt;br /&gt;How can they make the road when its already at night.&lt;br /&gt;Cant they be more considerate ? Fucking ass.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU JUST STOP DRILLING THE ROAD ANYMORE ! __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, I suddenly remembered something.&lt;br /&gt;To the person who fake my name on that tag, I dont know should I be angry or not ?&lt;br /&gt;But, I think that. It's a waste of my energy to be angry with you.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic ? Quite true, get a life.&lt;br /&gt;But, if you want continue faking my name as what you did.&lt;br /&gt;Please do so . :] I will welcome it.&lt;br /&gt;You know why ? Because, I think. I should do some charity laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I just pity on you, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Do something which is worthy for you, but not this.&lt;br /&gt;Because, the way you do this.&lt;br /&gt;You're just showing me, how low you are. Enjoy reading, yo ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tinghui : Relink you sooooon. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weilin : Eh, yo ? You're the guy one right ? &amp;amp;, I'm not your brother, ass. You this sister !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena : Hah, thanks Darling. I agree w/ you too, they should get a life. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIqD49qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pbyUMh_RxdY/s1600-h/DSC02619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341573871511860898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIqD49qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pbyUMh_RxdY/s320/DSC02619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the DORAEMON CAR I saw. Coooool right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIui8HdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Qh4wLcPwRe0/s1600-h/DSC02620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341573872715832786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIui8HdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Qh4wLcPwRe0/s320/DSC02620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeee~ even the toys inside is all about DO-RAE-MON ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIR-SArI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Oa_y9Hyf1j0/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341573865045885618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIR-SArI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Oa_y9Hyf1j0/s320/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Coffee Bean Drinks we've been drinking for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVILSkl0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/eMfrVgRywpk/s1600-h/300509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341573863251941186" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVILSkl0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/eMfrVgRywpk/s320/300509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly, US ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7165439251062698362?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7165439251062698362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-realised-it-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7165439251062698362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7165439251062698362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-realised-it-too-late.html' title='I realised it, too late.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SiEVIqD49qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pbyUMh_RxdY/s72-c/DSC02619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4371711413141087153</id><published>2009-05-14T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:55:27.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw MYE papers !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREWTHOSEDAMNHELLPAPERS!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back papers already. But, I'm feeling so...... uncontented.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper first. wow, nothing else to say. 58%.&lt;br /&gt;I can say that the teacher who marked the paper is so, CRUEL! .&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I got myself a c5 for my mother tongue. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;Cried. such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Bio next. Hah, I'm very proud of my results leeeey.&lt;br /&gt;29.4%. Cool right, but I'm not the lowest in my class. Plus, I dont even care.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, that paper was damn hard. Stucked at the first few questions already.&lt;br /&gt;I can go around telling people my marks, laughing. Yes, my classmates taking physics think I'm mad. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Ms Yong went crapping with me. Whatever she said, I just yeah yeah.. papaya! :DD&lt;br /&gt;SS gotten back. 31/50. Okay la, but still. Why my essay never hit 10. Both get 9 leeeh.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Azahar. When going to take the paper from him, I said : where's your wife uh. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;English, like the guys were going to pick a fight with Mrs Tan. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Maths, overall 58%. c5 again. so many 5, can as well tell me go hi-5 with other people sua.&lt;br /&gt;Asssss.&lt;br /&gt;Do corrections, &amp;amp; found out so many careless mistake. T.T&lt;br /&gt;I was whining to Jeremy. &amp;amp; there I goes, saying I want cry already.&lt;br /&gt;He said, cry lor cry lo.&lt;br /&gt;When I looked at him, tears rolling down. Emotional breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm laughing while crying. Firstly, looking at the stupid careless mistakes. My heart was like, broken into pieces. Stab a knife into my heart, please.&lt;br /&gt;But, Daryl, Cheuk Hin &amp;amp; Jeremy keep doing stupid things which made me laughed until, I dont know if I'm crying or laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl, sing the songka song for me. I also dont know why. That bear.&lt;br /&gt;Cheuk Hin, was saying some stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;This is what he said ah.&lt;br /&gt;1-5 marks : cry.&lt;br /&gt;6-10 marks : bang wall.&lt;br /&gt;11-15 marks : slash wrist&lt;br /&gt;16-20 marks : jump down / commit suicide. *stares at him*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; just soon when he finished saying, Ms Koh just said this.&lt;br /&gt;"Cheuk Hin, get out. The corridor needs you. Somemore, today you spike hair right, good eh. Can attract some attention from other people. Go OUT !. "&lt;br /&gt;Damn hilarious, when he walking his way out, he told the teacher saying that he's innocent bla shit, &amp;amp; trying to comfort me. *GRINS*&lt;br /&gt;Continue do corrections, &amp;amp; found a few more careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Cried again. Jeremy was like, oooi, dont cry ley. If you cry over this few marks, then Joshua do what eh. He lose more marks than you eh.&lt;br /&gt;Why did he say that ? Because, Joshua flunk his Maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl started with a very idiotic coversation.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl : Kenglin kenglin, dont cry already la. first time see people lose marks cry over it sia.&lt;br /&gt;Me : of course la, so heartbroken leh. this marks can push the results up one leh.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl : ehs, your da yi ma come is it ? so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Me : *stares* NO LA! You crazy ah, havent come la. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy : woah, you never come da yi ma already like that le sia.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy &amp;amp; Daryl : then if you come da yi ma, then more worst sia.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they started laughing. Ms Koh sent them some stares. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, was really a utter disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Chem paper actually was quite easy, but yet . I dont know why, I failed.&lt;br /&gt;38/85. Seriously, I got no clue.&lt;br /&gt;I put in so much effort, but again. Careless mistakes found.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt balance my equations, because, I dont have enough time to do it .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think, I need more understanding in what the question is asking me about.&lt;br /&gt;So, breakdown again. This time, a real emotional breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;But, its fine already.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I know that even if I didnt do well, but I gave all my effort in it. I did my best already.&lt;br /&gt;Next, yes. I should do even better for my Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; Art. I dont know what to say. 71/100.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if its a good mark ? Because, almost everyone gotten a scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, left with english &amp;amp; history.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, feeling much more better.&lt;br /&gt;This 2 days, really. Was such a dramatic day. I think, I cried for almost all my papers.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I didnt meet my expectations. Its really such a disappointment. )':&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not going to give up just like that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to prove that, I can do it. Better. Yes, I CAN !&lt;br /&gt;So, wait for my Prelims result. Okay ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thanks so much for Darlings to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, not forgetting 4e5 for encouraging me tooooooo ! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4371711413141087153?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4371711413141087153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/05/screw-mye-papers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4371711413141087153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4371711413141087153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/05/screw-mye-papers.html' title='Screw MYE papers !'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-83931365909388015</id><published>2009-05-11T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:59:41.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back! :D</title><content type='html'>Tadaaaaa,  I'm back in the internet already.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of post, because, my computer spoilt. But go it replaced anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &amp;amp; , I'm sure that my Bio paper going to flunk. 0% of passing, but 100% of failing. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm back from Zihan b'dae party.&lt;br /&gt;Outing w/ a large group of people. Rowena, Jocelyn, Shuwen, Xinping, Kendrick, Zachary, Jeremy, Weijin &amp;amp; Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, but its fun eh. The most crappest group ever. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, right now. I should be sleeping, hugging the winnie the pooh tightly.&lt;br /&gt;But, due to my wet hair. I need to wait it to dry first.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be uploaded soon. Because I want to watch my Boys over Flowers comics version.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, lazy to upload now. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Heh, bye peeps. Blog more next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, I dont want Wednesday to come.&lt;br /&gt;Because, we will start to take back our papers. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah, whatever. Take it as a practice eh. Keh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-83931365909388015?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/83931365909388015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/83931365909388015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/83931365909388015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-d.html' title='I&apos;m Back! :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1383644142417290412</id><published>2009-04-21T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:47:53.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; once again, I knew the truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the morning, when I'm preparing to go to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You came into my room, sat on my bed. &amp;amp; talked with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You asked all sorts of questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sat on my chair, rummaging through my bag. &amp;amp; I find myself tearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ignored all those questions, the answer was simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not that I dont want be like last time, but I just fall so deeply. Just like that.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You left the room, leaving me there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; again, the last word you said was. You know how well we loves you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know ? Or, I dont know ? Because both of you never tells me how much you loves me, but its the scoldings that makes me think that I'm just so useless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those words in the morning, had such a great impact on me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant stop but to hold back my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the bus, in lessons. In everything, in front of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I cried again. During lessons, when everyone was doing their work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant help it, but the naughty tears rolled down again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, whose fault is it in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its mine, cos' you indirectly pointed your fingers at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for so much, for the influence you got on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant pay attention now during lessons, cos' all the things that running in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was just the harsh words, that both of  you once used. Thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant stop, but finally break down in front of darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know very well, that they stood by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, I chose to close my door on them, cos' I dont want to breakdown again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; truly enough, I break down, once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cos' I just cant help it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I know, how well I'm going to go through all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can no longer assure that, I'll be standing strong &amp;amp; firm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I only know that, I'm so fragile right now that any moment. I could just break down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being strong, was such a tough option for me to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now, just let me like I wanted to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darlings, for the encouragement once again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-1383644142417290412?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1383644142417290412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-again-i-knew-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1383644142417290412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1383644142417290412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-again-i-knew-truth.html' title='&amp; once again, I knew the truth.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8434788392082380716</id><published>2009-04-20T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:30:20.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>)':</title><content type='html'>Came blogging, to talk about all the unhappiness for this few days.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm breaking down soon. Sooner or later. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, great. I cried, in the school.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, partly is the hormones in me wants me to. While the other, I'm still thinking about my quarrel with my dad for so long. Sorry darling, I partly lied to you. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit Tengkang at the hospital around noon.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Jocelyn Darling first, before leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;Quarreled with Mum. All the thing, is she started first.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to hold back my tears already. Until when I'm in the lift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those tears of mine, just cant stop falling down my cheeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling for the comfort &amp;amp; the hug you gave. Much appreciated. :]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anyway, take care TENGKANG! See you soon back in the basketball court. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, went jogging with Rowena darling.&lt;br /&gt;Met at inter &amp;amp; walked there. &amp;amp; congrats darling, you improved.&lt;br /&gt;The speed for today was faster than the other days. During Napfa test, must keep constant with this speed oh. ;]&lt;br /&gt;Rested, or should I say we finished our runs.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there, chit chatted. Told darling about the family problems, soon, finding myself sitting there crying.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling, for the words &amp;amp; encouragement. :]&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Ljs, darling came over to study while I did my art &amp;amp; she left around 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Finished my art 6 sketches, like finally. While my other notes still havent been touch on yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just came back from school.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were as usual, bio is making me falling asleep soon. D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; soon, the hormones inside me changed again.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Jocelyn darling, I didnt told you what is running through in my mind that time.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' , I'm so afraid that once I start talking about it, the next second, I'll be crying non stop again.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I hold back my tears, bravely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need someone to talk to, &amp;amp; I know my both darlings are always there for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, I'm still feeling down. Cos' I cant stop myself from thinking about the personal issues I got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cold war with Dad, since the time he said that I didnt put in effort for my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I actually did. &amp;amp; since that day, we've not spoken to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a tiff with Mum on saturday, when she started to be so unreasonable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time, I retaliate. &amp;amp; left the house without saying anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, have they really understand what I really wants from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want more concern, &amp;amp; more understanding from them, but not more &amp;amp; more scoldings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why, why did they treat me so differently from my brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whenever I take my brother &amp;amp; compare, its both of you told me, that I shouldnt be comparing with him &amp;amp; me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, then why. Both of you likes to compare with me &amp;amp; my cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeahs, I know. They way clever than me, the oldest is a UNI graduate, now is working as a pyschologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The second oldest, had a good results, now working with a good pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The youngest one, had 9 points for her O level paper, &amp;amp; now studying in a JC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, why are you comparing me with them ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By all means, cos' I dont even want to care now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once, when we had so much quarrels during last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One night, both of you came into my room. Talking sense into me, that was the day when I told you how I felt for the past few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its you, who said that if got troubles, must tell you. So that you can understand how I feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great, that was the time I believed in. Cos' I thought you will really understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, just after a few more months, when the same thing happens again, the same thing started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; then I realised this, is that You will never ever understands how I feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's so much difference within how you treat my brother and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel so left out , I find that, you all are bias towards him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like this, I &amp;amp; him are just like a team member for a soccer match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You both, were a coach to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both of us were in the court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brother did something wrong, he got a yellow card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I did the same mistake, I didnt get a yellow card, but a red card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought, we will always be in the same position in your hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But when such things happen, I know truely. Where I stand in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just, nothing. Yes, nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He got a warning, when he did something wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He can keep repeating the same mistakes, but yet, there's still many chances for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whereas, I got nothing. I got no warning, but I got punished for doing the same mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said that, I stand the most impt place in your heart that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said, since young, you loves me the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now, I knew that its all a lie. Cos' , brother always got the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He got a best birthday party during primary school, while I get nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When he requested he wanted a play station, both of you brought him to the shop &amp;amp; straight away bought for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I requested I wanted just a mp3, both of you said that its a waste of money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to save up, just to get my first mp3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When he asked if he could stay overnight at a friend chalet, both of you agreed immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whne I only asked if I could go to my friend chalet, both of you gave me that fcuking face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's such a great gap in b/w us, but yet. You always says that, you treat us the same. Bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought, I was treated equally. &amp;amp; when this happens like now, I know. I'm just nothing. He means more to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how hard I put in my effort in studies, in everything. I'm always behind my brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, thats how the fact it turns out to be . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is the Dad that jokes with me when we were feeling bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is the Mum that will come into my room every night to had a peek at me while I'm sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is the once family that I feel so fortunate to have . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where has it gone to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now, I chose not to believe in all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I chose not to believe in the words that you promised saying that you will understand me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, I choose to isolate from you people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I choose to drift apart from this family, when days goes by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel nothing in it, so that one day. When you started scolding &amp;amp; screaming your head off at me, I can feel nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its you, that choose to give up on me. When I didnt make conversation with you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, why is it me that needs to start everything first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to give in, which means I had to admit that everything was my fault when it's not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I choose not to give in this time, I just wanted to let you people know that, I did nothing wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When all this happens all at a time, I feel like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like running from home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like transforming myself into a cloud, so that I got no worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like stabbing myself with a knife, to stop all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like giving up on myself, because I know that both of you soon will lose hope in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like running away from this truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like asking the world to let the time stop when I had my last happy memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like, disacknowlegding myself with this family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that, I wasnt your child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that, what I always wanted is encouragement but not scoldings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that, this was all a dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish that, I could die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish that, both of you can change for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, I know that all this wouldnt happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no point for me crying every night, wetting my pillow my blanket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want myself from lacking of sleep due to the crying for hours in the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to let my friends around me worrying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to break down in school, crying non stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want all these, to affect me in my exams &amp;amp; studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From now on, I should smile. Smile; even when life falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should use this, when I feel like crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should be facing this bravely, even if how hard it will be, I can do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to make myself looking so tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to affect myself when I suddenly think about all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, all these. Should end soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's so many things waiting for me to do, life's are always full of surprises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I should stop crying in front of this computer now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, I had no courage to apologise for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, I express through here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry, Dad. Mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I failed my duty as a daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your son, can do a better job than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to my 2 great Darlings, thanks for being there for me. :]&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to worry about me anymore, alright.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up strong &amp;amp; firm. Loves always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8434788392082380716?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8434788392082380716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8434788392082380716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8434788392082380716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=')&apos;:'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8389059215167872616</id><published>2009-04-13T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:04:24.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baaaaaahbooooooom. :/</title><content type='html'>Just got back from home &amp;amp; had a shower already. :]&lt;br /&gt;Now smelling nice nice. :DD LOLS! Lame.  =.=&lt;br /&gt;Have been rushing my art course work &amp;amp; the sketches for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I spent 7 hours. Just on the sewing part. You can guess how much it is.&lt;br /&gt;Without resting or taking a short break, 7 hourse non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hopefully, the cloth I get back in result will be something rewarding ?&lt;br /&gt;Sketches, rushed everything too.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so stressed up, because Mr M. wanted us to complete our boards asap.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, due to the MYE. We got to stop working on our O level art.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, less time for us to do the preparation thingy. :/&lt;br /&gt;Was so super duper wuper stress, that I cried. :S in front of the stupid cloth, in front of the stupid sketches. Wooooooots, was like so 'great' mansx.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, did everything. But still, boards uncomplete.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how long am I going to take it until the end of the O level.&lt;br /&gt;It seems so fast, but yet. It seems so slow, when doing everything.&lt;br /&gt;Should start preparing for my MYE art sketches tooo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mum just helped me by cutting my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it looooooooooks cooooool ?&lt;br /&gt;Because, I already personally requested her by telling her not to cut till too short or straight.&lt;br /&gt;I said, I want a slanted fringe hor.&lt;br /&gt;Was whining to her when she start snipping off, bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;Until when she said done, looked in the mirror. To my horror, it seems so straight.&lt;br /&gt;My mum still can laugh right in front of me. She still commented this. : "Ehs, still can go out see people one okay. Still can presentable leh. Quite nice what. "&lt;br /&gt;I was like, aaaaah. Yeah la yeah la. &amp;amp; shoo her off.&lt;br /&gt;I should make a wiser choice next time, shouldnt I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go right now for my dinner. Stomach grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;Update soon by this weekend ? :DD I know you guys will miss my post. Heeeeh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; one more thing to add, I got myself a KinderJOY! The EGGG! :D Heeehs, its so cute ley! :D&lt;br /&gt;Wakakaka, I ate the wrong medicine today morning. Off I go, dooodles.&lt;br /&gt;:]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8389059215167872616?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8389059215167872616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/baaaaaahbooooooom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8389059215167872616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8389059215167872616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/baaaaaahbooooooom.html' title='Baaaaaahbooooooom. :/'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-438446934755747666</id><published>2009-04-03T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:24:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booobaaaaaam. :D</title><content type='html'>Oh, finally got the time off to get a real update.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going to cut short. :] Because, due to my short-term memory, I totally forgotten what I did in details for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging as usual with Rowena darling, Clive a new member. :D&lt;br /&gt;Jog 6 rounds, but ohmygosh. Due to the sore throat I'm having, the throat seems to be stuck with one big lump of thing.&lt;br /&gt;Coughing all the way, with insufficient oxygen. But still completed. :]&lt;br /&gt;Sat down there, had a quick chat. Rest , walked to inter to have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Finished, finally Joshua is making his way down to Clive house for study.&lt;br /&gt;So, headed down to the bus stop to wait for Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;Reached, walked to Clive house. :D not a long journey, but I think, I will get lost there.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I had totally forgotten which pathway leads to his home.&lt;br /&gt;I only remember, the gate is green colour. Thats all. :\&lt;br /&gt;They said Joshua &amp;amp; I had siblings look. Ehs, both of us were just tan.&lt;br /&gt;But they insist that we look alike. Heh, I dont know. :D&lt;br /&gt;Laughed at Daryl's joke. Its so hilarious, that till now when I looked at Daryl, I cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;2 guys at the back trying to imitate Daryl's voice, but Clive's is much more alike.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Clive's home, explored his big big home.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Clive's to finish his bath, &amp;amp; he showed us his drum skills.&lt;br /&gt;First time seeing a person playing drum in front of me, I was like. Wooooooow. So cooooool ~&lt;br /&gt;At 1 , start our revision at once.&lt;br /&gt;Studied, test each other. After doing for 4 chapters, had a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; did notes. Girls can do work longer than guys, because. After a while. both of them couldnt take it anymore &amp;amp; went to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;While the 2 girls sat down there doing notes.&lt;br /&gt;Guys were making so much noise, but it was damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;At 6 plus, left. &amp;amp; Rowena's mum send me home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go for PE due to my throat. Sat there &amp;amp; chatted with Dionne's ( with the surname same as mine! :DD )&lt;br /&gt;Chatted on alot of things, &amp;amp; felt sad for this particular person whom I cant reveal the identity.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, did on the redox reaction thingy. Finally, understood all the concepts. :]&lt;br /&gt;E.history, copy notes. English, my goodness. Sleeping aura nearing me.&lt;br /&gt;Maths after lunch. After lesson, went visit friend with Darling.&lt;br /&gt;Sad stuff, bla. Emotionally affected. But, life still goes on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to inter &amp;amp; took bus home with darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Art, approved. &amp;amp; soon, going to start sewing my cloth.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will go mad sewing it due to the many many lines on the cloth. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;After school, went Bedok Mac to study with darling.&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time drawing the bio diagram.&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home at 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Night, did all my notes until 12 midnight. Was damn, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my tuition. Everything's alright now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Joc Darling. :]&lt;br /&gt;Do cheeeeer up, no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;Give some time to sort things out. Alright ?&lt;br /&gt;Its not the end of the world, things will be fine soon.&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong. :] Iloveyou. &amp;amp;sorry. For being the last person to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine. Jiayou~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many h/w waiting for me. .___. can cough blood sia.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, will be out for the qing ming jie.&lt;br /&gt;Morning, cousins will come &amp;amp; eat for lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;Hectic day, hopes the weather tomorrow will be windy.&lt;br /&gt;The weather nowadays, is tooo HOT already. Can perspire like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! Okay, fine. I'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags Replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clara : Linked you up soon, toooo! :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn : Heh, you expect me to call you middle of my tuition ? LOLS! I think I end up getting a scolding from my teacher sia. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coach Sabrina : Aaaaah, THANKS! :DD Imissyousomuch! :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena : LOLSLOLS! I drank alot of water for the past few days, okay! :D Thank you for the support &amp;amp; encouragement. *bow* LOLS! Iloveyoutooooola .! Flying kiss ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leongbing : Ha, lols. Thanks anyway. :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jean : Ha, I'm fine now. Thank you~ :DD&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/8214600116791627158-438446934755747666?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/438446934755747666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/booobaaaaaam-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/438446934755747666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/438446934755747666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/04/booobaaaaaam-d.html' title='Booobaaaaaam. :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7577285905321020662</id><published>2009-03-28T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:10:52.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired.</title><content type='html'>Great, finally can get a real update. ! ;]&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling soooo sick. :S great, my body burning right now.&lt;br /&gt;Design layout gotten approve. So, will be working on it soon. :]&lt;br /&gt;Just, this few days things wasnt going that great.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I had enough of it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ranted by my dad yesterday after my tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Was so exhausted &amp;amp; tired already. But yet, he continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pissed off. Disappointment. Felt like running from home yesterday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really dont know why. But I already did my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant he see the improvement I did for my CA marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But why, why must he still say that I didnt put in my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I really did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They dont understand, dont they ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They only know how to rant at us, but never thought of our feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What for getting A, Bs for my test, when they didnt even appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did put in all my best for my studies, cant they even let me relax some times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even its a small test, but I still studied for it. Treating it seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, they just dont see the improvement I got in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tired of it already, what for trying so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had my own limit of tolerance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to make the best of everything .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But yet, everything became my fault . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fine then, I stopped giving in anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont wanna give a damn to it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to try my best anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the end, even if I lose it. But, I know that I tried my best already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to bring more trouble to myself anymore, cause I had enough of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enough is enough, my tolerance going burst soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont come complain &amp;amp; blame on me again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had enough of those, really enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should just stop playing a good person anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should one day just flare up &amp;amp; lose all my temper, because I dont give a damn to it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreat, you really brought down everything.&lt;br /&gt;This totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Because one thing is that, you never changed.&lt;br /&gt;I should be the one changing. Not you.&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk off mansx. I'm not giving a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Go on &amp;amp; complain at me then, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fucking really had enough!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7577285905321020662?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7577285905321020662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7577285905321020662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7577285905321020662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8152540096145694818</id><published>2009-03-25T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:23:28.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy. Sad. Angry. Irritated.</title><content type='html'>Nothing much happen this few days except on last sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Rowena darling bag got stolen by dont know which man who have no balls.&lt;br /&gt;Such a f***ker. Raaaah! Asshole, he should go &amp;amp; DIE!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its over already. Nevermind. Just feel sad for Darling. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Going to fall sick sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was so duper fcuking sian.&lt;br /&gt;Whole face was like burning. Throat itchy. :\&lt;br /&gt;Went home after school end straight away. Just nice, bus came. Was so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, with the maximum heat. But, went stepped out, feel cold. D:&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, I'm so tired. Great, who can save me from all these.&lt;br /&gt;Off to rest. Bye peeps .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8152540096145694818?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8152540096145694818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-sad-angry-irritated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8152540096145694818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8152540096145694818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-sad-angry-irritated.html' title='Happy. Sad. Angry. Irritated.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3041285091632896697</id><published>2009-03-20T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:28:57.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be fine, even if I fall.</title><content type='html'>My printer spoiled. Like, what the hell manxz. !&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to print out the h/w like dont know how many, &amp;amp; then . It died. D:&lt;br /&gt;Great, saved in thumbdrive. &amp;amp; off I go to the printer shop to print out.&lt;br /&gt;Intend to do my holiday h/w, but sadly. I failed.&lt;br /&gt;Tidbits, tv, computer games. Everything is tempting me to go touch them.&lt;br /&gt;So, I did. Failing to resist the temptations, I ate while watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; followed by using computer.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed all my tuition h/w last night. Great. With many undone yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today.&lt;br /&gt;Overslept. Bought curry puff for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; did my homework which was left undone from yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;Played songs, &amp;amp; finally. Finished all my work when its going near 11.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, went home after that &amp;amp; prepared for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was fine. But, a little not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly, my teacher was talking in a rather soft voice. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;So, I told her that I prefer her loud loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;Because, it will wake me up from all my usual daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Did on a new chapter on maths &amp;amp; bio. Which makes me, goes mad.&lt;br /&gt;But finally, get a grasp on it. Which makes me calm down again.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through, I got freaked out . :\&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my work, when one of the bulbs suddenly off.&lt;br /&gt;Jumped up, &amp;amp; stared at my tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; great, I need go test the lighting. Took a cushion with me, &amp;amp; went to try.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the bulb spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sit down, still freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;Starts to rain, with cold wind gushing in. &amp;amp; there I freaked out again.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking its the spirit. D: So freaked out, that I requested my tuition teacher to keep talking.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition ended, by then. Mum reached home tooo.&lt;br /&gt;Complained to her for leaving me alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;With no-one else but the coloured walls, &amp;amp; my soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;Irritated. Freaked out. Fcuking in no mood. Used computer now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; blasting my music loud. Because my fcuking neighbour radio &amp;amp; the dog always drives me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreathell. I'm not in the mood to do things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Off to go bang my keyboards. Shitholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I dont know what happened to me actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But, I have a urge to just slash it all out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;No matter what I do, its just to no use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;What for trying my best every time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When I know I cant really do anything to it. &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/8214600116791627158-3041285091632896697?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3041285091632896697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-fine-even-if-i-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3041285091632896697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3041285091632896697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-fine-even-if-i-fall.html' title='I&apos;ll be fine, even if I fall.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2883263875831331789</id><published>2009-03-19T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:38:04.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The key in our hands. :]</title><content type='html'>Oh great, I'm back from the 3 days course of High Achievers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm already missing the coaches, esp &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Coach SABRINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ):&lt;br /&gt;10 hours of the course for each day, but, enjoyed the times we spent.&lt;br /&gt;Coaches were, Coach Sabrina :D Coach Sherwin , Coach Wei Loon &amp;amp; Coach Rachel ( who joined us last day &amp;amp; Sherwin left to join the other class )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day.&lt;br /&gt;-Learnt on Enduring Success.&lt;br /&gt;- Fears&lt;br /&gt;- Played Tangled. Its super hilarious when Michelle head keep tickling me. :DD&lt;br /&gt;- Visions &amp;amp; Goals&lt;br /&gt;- How to manage time. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Day.&lt;br /&gt;- DISC. to find whats our personality are like.&lt;br /&gt;- High S , followed by C &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;- Left brainer. :]&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a fuel, which means. Need a Catalyst to guide us through our work.&lt;br /&gt;- Played Huddles. Girls one group, &amp;amp; the guys another.&lt;br /&gt;- Coaches had to pull one of the person out, &amp;amp; they won.&lt;br /&gt;- Was screaming all the way. Guys came to rescue huddling together. :DD damn funneh.&lt;br /&gt;- Purpose : to test on our mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day.&lt;br /&gt;- Learnt to take notes effectively.&lt;br /&gt;- How to study well.&lt;br /&gt;- The environment which suits us for studying.&lt;br /&gt;- Test on memory tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 3 days, was a much memorable one .&lt;br /&gt;Listened to stories, from Coach Sabrina past &amp;amp; a few students from other schools.&lt;br /&gt;Touched, teared.&lt;br /&gt;Never did I know that, such things happens around us.&lt;br /&gt;Real stories, real life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this shows how cruel the reality was.&lt;br /&gt;I realised, how much my family, my friends meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to regret for the things I done when they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, I want to cry tears of joy when I received my results next year.&lt;br /&gt;Get good grades, get into my dream school &amp;amp; get into my dream course. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first workshop that I ever really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that my holidays were wasted by this workshop, but I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Its really a great one, with Coach Sabrina jokes which entertains us for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; I'm determined to get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;Apply all the things that I learnt for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Not to give up easily, because ' &lt;em&gt;Human beings tends to fail more than succeed.&lt;/em&gt; '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every valley, there will be a mountain for us to conquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; thats how we going closer &amp;amp; closer towards our dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered this clearly in my mind, to set as a reminder to myself. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; e-learning sucks.!&lt;br /&gt;Right now stucking in the moodle. Ohshiat.&lt;br /&gt;Many h/w to be done, plus tuition somemore. Can I complete in just one day ?&lt;br /&gt;Feel like cancelling the tuition tomorrow. Gaaaaah :/&lt;br /&gt;Lets have some pictures time ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzgI5MsoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EjmP6ijr5TE/s1600-h/DSC02164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726399998472834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzgI5MsoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EjmP6ijr5TE/s320/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzf0_-TpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yDpBHFzyR5I/s1600-h/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726394658180754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzf0_-TpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yDpBHFzyR5I/s320/DSC02166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzfrP4i2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Su9mxuAADWs/s1600-h/DSC02169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726392040557410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzfrP4i2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Su9mxuAADWs/s320/DSC02169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're doing the punishment! :DD So hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzV47dfRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ldSos8rqJ7Q/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726223914302738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzV47dfRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ldSos8rqJ7Q/s320/DSC02180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our paper ball! Left to right ( Jocelyn, Mine, Rowena )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzVpgiYaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0H4jD-mpkbY/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726219774845346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzVpgiYaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0H4jD-mpkbY/s320/DSC02181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tissue packet is soooooooo cute! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a story behind it laaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad went to have his lunch at a hawker centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; this lady came up to him asking him to buy . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said that he dont want it, &amp;amp; guess what. The auntie insist him to buy that she increased from 3 packets to 6 packets. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; so, my dad had no choice but to buy it from her. .___. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So forceful sia, that auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzVKv9ebI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ujSbnXdzH0E/s1600-h/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726211518036402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzVKv9ebI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ujSbnXdzH0E/s320/DSC02197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadow image that me &amp;amp; Jocelyn made out of boredom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzVIicirI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Rk6YBWr3B7Y/s1600-h/DSC02198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726210924481202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzVIicirI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Rk6YBWr3B7Y/s320/DSC02198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Sabrina with us! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzU5WBe1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/4bmnMXCqApM/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726206845844306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzU5WBe1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/4bmnMXCqApM/s320/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SABRINA &amp;amp; ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :DD&lt;br /&gt;Note : Coach Sabrina side view, looks so alike like my mum .!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only when Rowena told me &amp;amp; then I noticed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their hair looks alike, the way they kick things. Like so , ohmygaaaaawd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA! Told this to my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; my dad said this : So, its your coach loooks old or your mum looks young ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like LOLS! &amp;amp; I replied this with, both of them looks pretty. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, off to complete my e learning. So, boliao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2883263875831331789?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2883263875831331789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/key-in-our-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2883263875831331789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2883263875831331789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/key-in-our-hands.html' title='The key in our hands. :]'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/ScGzgI5MsoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EjmP6ijr5TE/s72-c/DSC02164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7428748062771651657</id><published>2009-03-15T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:56:53.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially to Rowena DARLING!</title><content type='html'>Rowena Darling! :D&lt;br /&gt;Cheeeeer up, alright. :]&lt;br /&gt;Think positive, no negative thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, there's a reason behind it. Alright. ?&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you still have me. I'm will always be right beside you.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your complains, okay ?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE you darling, &amp;amp; I will always do.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna see you sad sad, alright.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I will be sad tooooo . )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;加油！我永远支持你！我也会永远的爱你！:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7428748062771651657?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7428748062771651657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/specially-to-rowena-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7428748062771651657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7428748062771651657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/specially-to-rowena-darling.html' title='Specially to Rowena DARLING!'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2945946741096371578</id><published>2009-03-15T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:52:20.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doooooodaaaaaa.</title><content type='html'>Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Went IT fair with parents.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed near Marina square, Nasi Lemak. :]&lt;br /&gt;After that, squeezed all the way with the people there.&lt;br /&gt;Like, ohmygaaaaawd! There's this guy who stepped on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;Pain until I OUCH infront of him . But, he left already. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Blister all around my leg. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;Spotted 2 cameras. One is just camera, another is video cam.&lt;br /&gt;The function for video cam is just waaaaay tooooo goooooood. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tada, I got myself a video camera! XD&lt;br /&gt;Queued up with Daddy to pay for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;But, I need to pay installments leeeey. So saaaad. T.T&lt;br /&gt;One month 10 dollar. Heeeeehs. *Grins*&lt;br /&gt;Bused to dontknow where to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Lemak again. :/ but the dinner tastes nicer! ;DD LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Da bao home for granny &amp;amp; brother .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8:30. Usually at this time I'm still sleeping like a pig. .____.&lt;br /&gt;Brushed up, bath &amp;amp; left home.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to inter to meet Rowena darling for running. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Keep complaining at her for being so slow.&lt;br /&gt;Darling today tooooo high already. LOLS! Over there zi-high. :P&lt;br /&gt;Walked to stadium, &amp;amp; off we ruuuuuun.&lt;br /&gt;Ohgosh, 6 rounds around the stadium. But, we did it ! *cheeeeers!*&lt;br /&gt;Rest, &amp;amp; both of us feels like. So 满足感.&lt;br /&gt;Run another 2 more rounds, so total is 8 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;DARLING DARLING, WE DID IT LEH! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to inter &amp;amp; bus-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with granny. Then go back bath.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to go out again to pray. :/&lt;br /&gt;Raining like mad. Drenched totally even when I had the umbrella with me. Assss.&lt;br /&gt;Roy called, asking if I could go Dionne house to watch show with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Called daddy, he said yes.&lt;br /&gt;So excited about it. But after that, had a small tiff with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Cried on the spot sia. D: So shocking. Although I tried to hold back the tears already.&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end. Didnt go, because I dont wanna treat like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, pestered my Daddy to let me use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;So old already, he's still playing games. LOLS! But thats the reason why I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Because, he can be so childish at times. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreat, I want to 离家出走.&lt;br /&gt;Because my daddy keeps bullying me. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;Because me &amp;amp; my dad always gang up to bully my brother.&lt;br /&gt;So, granny today told us off. She said, later one day he cannot stand it leave the house ah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, my daddy suddenly starts to bully me.&lt;br /&gt;So I said, I want leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he went to find my bag, wanting to take my clothes out from the closet.&lt;br /&gt;But, I stopped him.&lt;br /&gt;So this is our conver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He : Want leave the house right, now leave la. Go to a place where I wont see you. Further the best. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Can, you want far far one ah. America, go book a ticket. Give me money, I now straight away go America then wont come back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He : speeeechlessss. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! So lame! LOLS! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I finally thought of something, I still havent complete my corn drawing. .____.&lt;br /&gt;Pfffft. Off I go , to play games. Heeeee. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2945946741096371578?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2945946741096371578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/doooooodaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2945946741096371578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2945946741096371578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/doooooodaaaaaa.html' title='Doooooodaaaaaa.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8076776836003362617</id><published>2009-03-13T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:42:55.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuccks. :/</title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Did drawing of corn for art. &amp;amp; suddenly, this bee flew into the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped my work, took my file. &amp;amp; protect myself from it. Like so LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;It keep fly here &amp;amp; there, making the girls scream like mad. ( includes me. )&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; after that, I was running here and there around the room. Squatting down to ensure my safety that I wont get stung by the bee.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it flew out. Bye BEEEE! ;D I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Its the second time I screamed &amp;amp; run around like a madwoman. D: ohshiat.&lt;br /&gt;E.history was so bored that I'm going to fall asleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was hilarious. LOLS! Chem, do work.&lt;br /&gt;Humanities afternoon programme was soooo boring. I want mr azahar! T.T&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! Went for training after that, so pissed off. Gaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood for the whole time, personal issues. Sorry Jocelyn darling, for giving you a shitty expression whole day. :/&lt;br /&gt;Accept my sincere apology, will you ? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Did reflection for MT.&lt;br /&gt;English, filing up of papers which drives me mad.&lt;br /&gt;I should go get myself a ring file, that file keeps making me taking the paper out &amp;amp; in.&lt;br /&gt;So raaaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Maths was again hilarious. Always usual. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;With the few jokers in our class.&lt;br /&gt;Assembly, blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;Although I covered my ears during the whole process, I still can hear the sound.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me jump up every time. :/&lt;br /&gt;YOG presentation. Stoned. The videos makes me have goosebumps. D: LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon programme, as usual. Do work.&lt;br /&gt;Copied the answer, because teacher says so. ( lazy to do too )&lt;br /&gt;Released at 1:30 &amp;amp; left. And shithell, I forgot to pass Rowena Darling my water bottle. Ohgawd.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorrrrreh. )':&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Phoned my mum, telling her that I'll be out for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, changed. Used computer while waiting for their call.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I forgot my blogger username. :/ What a failure I am manx.&lt;br /&gt;Tried until dulan, until I was over there praying to myself that let me remember my username.&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, I remembered. Saved it in my phone, in case that I forgot again.&lt;br /&gt;Went out, bus-ed to interchange to meet Jocelyn &amp;amp; Junyuan bully.&lt;br /&gt;Mac for lunch. Library, &amp;amp; damn.&lt;br /&gt;Whats so nice about my wallet content that makes the bully wants to snatch it from me so much.&lt;br /&gt;Caused a lot of noise in the library. Lucky ah lucky, I not wearing school uniform. ( Jocelyn is ! ;D )&lt;br /&gt;LOLS ! In the end, last resort. Bite him. But, he still no reaction one. .____.&lt;br /&gt;Next time tickle him, cause he's afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Bought drinks for mum, top-up card. Waited for bus &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am blogging. ! ;DD Tomorrow outing with parents to Suntec Convention City.&lt;br /&gt;To look for cameraaaas. ;DD &amp;amp; also, my BAAAAAG! I'm coming. Heeeehs. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;Ohshuts, I wonder if Sunday I still can make it for jogging. :/&lt;br /&gt;Need to go pray pray pray. .____. Nvm, hopes can make it in time. :]&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreat, my holidays dont seems to be like in holidays. 3 full days in school, homework at e-learning.&lt;br /&gt;Have to find time to go visit my grandmaaaaa. ;DD I miss her like so much. Oh, ahmaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me. Whip nice nice fooooood for me to eat ley.&lt;br /&gt;I want my GREEEEEN BEAN SOUP! ;DDDD *jumps!*&lt;br /&gt;Going to pester her sooooon. Hehe, she's gonna cooook nice foooood. Yaaaaaay!  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took back report slips, results was alright.&lt;br /&gt;But, great. I have 2 underlines, &amp;amp; both was english. How great it is. :/&lt;br /&gt;Ohshit, how am I going to show my parents about it.&lt;br /&gt;They're confirm going to nag about my english, so greeeaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I should brush up my english then.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, I'm satisfied with it. ! Lalalala, finally I passed my Science! Wheeeee~  ;D&lt;br /&gt;Taaaadaaaa, I'm in love with the ABC song. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ABCDEFG&lt;br /&gt;HIJKLMNOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;QRS&lt;br /&gt;TUV&lt;br /&gt;W &amp;amp; X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Y &amp;amp; Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now I know my ABC, next time come &amp;amp; sing with meeeeee! ;DD&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/8214600116791627158-8076776836003362617?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8076776836003362617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/shuccks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8076776836003362617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8076776836003362617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/shuccks.html' title='Shuccks. :/'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1060643290723085543</id><published>2009-03-10T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:37:25.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over.</title><content type='html'>Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Art, draw onion. Copied from the Sec 5s work because the teacher want us to do so. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Science afternoon programme was real bored.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to finish the work, hand in to Ms Yong &amp;amp; left.&lt;br /&gt;Rain-ed. Played in the rain with the sec 4s &amp;amp; 3s when its drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;Was screaming all the way. Dont know why, but everyone seems to be so high.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, went to splash water at the birthday girls. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jane &amp;amp; Shirly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Girls, Happy Birthday! :]&lt;br /&gt;They were all being splashed like, dont know what. Hahahahaaa, but its soooooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know who aiming not that good, came &amp;amp; splashed me.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;Aim better la. I'm innocent one sia. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Went home, &amp;amp; bwaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Jocelyn, I wasnt in the good mood. Just, irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;PE was damn hilarious. Because of the dont know who, &amp;amp; I ended up sitting down on the floor laughing like a madwoman. ( Roy says so, &amp;amp; I do agree. LOLS! )&lt;br /&gt;Chem, was like so SLEEEEPY.   *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;Feel like sleeping, but teaching new topic.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, pinched myself just to tell myself that : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kenglin ah kenglin, dont sleep. If not later I slap you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling so cold. *winds blows* End up, I had to put both of my hands into my bag just to get some warm. :/&lt;br /&gt;Recess, took Rowena darling jacket. So nice to hug. ;DD Haha, got smell one leh. XD&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, something spoiled all our mood. Ass, so kpo. Only know how to use their authorities &amp;amp; going around lecturing people.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn, cheeeer up. :] somemore its not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;They just got nothing better to do. Especially the POLAR BEAR ? ;DD&lt;br /&gt;History, do class work &amp;amp; then end lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Eng, was okay uh. Mrs Tan was crazy. :/&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed. Just finish eating my lunch, &amp;amp; surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Gastric pain. What the F___! .___.&lt;br /&gt;Complained. Whined. Was treated like a patient by my 2 lovely darlings.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! Damn hilarious can, see their expression &amp;amp; the way the hold me.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I'm gonna die sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Why hold me until like this sia, like I will faint or die like that.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn : Nooooo, must hold you like this better. Later you suddenly just collapsed, how ?!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! Damn funneh, look at them &amp;amp; laughed. People might think that I'm really dying soon by the way how they hold on to me.&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up the stairs to the second level, to get the painkiller from Shengwei.&lt;br /&gt;Like shithell, its the second time I took it from him already.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so SORRRREH. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Shengwei really a joker. :/ Lameass.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class &amp;amp; climb up the stairs to the third floor. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;Felt so weak all over. Reached the destination, like finally.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there, piah. No energy to move anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Ate the painkillers, like finally. Felt much better. But still feeling weak.&lt;br /&gt;Masnita was even more drama. LOLS! You should see her expression laduh.&lt;br /&gt;She said : Kenglin, you looooooks soooooo sick. Are you okay ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Er, yeahs. Gastric pain.&lt;br /&gt;She was like OHMYGAWD! Her mouth was like :O !&lt;br /&gt;Over there stunned, thinking to myself. Got that kua zhang meh. :/&lt;br /&gt;End lesson, went back first level to wait for Jocelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; chatted with Benson. Ha, thanks so much. :]&lt;br /&gt;He said, I suddenly become very gentle. Because the voice I was speaking to him was damn soft.&lt;br /&gt;=.=   I'm not gentle at all, I'm still as mad as before. But, thinking mature already okay! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Jocelyn, &amp;amp; there's a bug on the window beside us.&lt;br /&gt;Gasped. Try to shoooo the bug away. Like finally, it FLY away. Bye buggy. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, do a little homework &amp;amp; here I am. Blogging! :]&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so cold now. :/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks for all the concerns. :] I'm feeling much much better.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I should better go see a doctor as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Cant possibly always taking Shengwei pills right. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, this week ? Finding someone to pei me go, because I dont wanna go alone. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Tuition later on, hellshiat. I'm just feeling so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe its time to let go of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what for holding on to it, when it will still brings more trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dont know how, but I feels so tired already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeahs, its time to loose all the strings that had tied onto me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its time for me, to have a break for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life still continues as usual, because its full of colours. :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be strong girl, no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because, deep down you. You yourself will support the decision that you made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/8214600116791627158-1060643290723085543?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1060643290723085543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1060643290723085543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1060643290723085543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-over.html' title='Its over.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4247907806440411659</id><published>2009-03-08T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:43:54.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all a simple lie.</title><content type='html'>Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Bedok stadium after running with Rowena Darling. :]&lt;br /&gt;Met in bus, &amp;amp; went to have Mac breakfast again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; suddenly, this old man came to ask people for money.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he went to ask Rowena for it. We know its a lie uh, so ignored.&lt;br /&gt;Continued eating, &amp;amp; the uncle just stand behind us, looking at us eat.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so uneasy around, &amp;amp; then he asked again.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a family eating breakfast infront of us. &amp;amp; the wife was like, telling us to say no.&lt;br /&gt;So, ignored. &amp;amp; faced the wall while eating .&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, the staff there went to bring the uncle away. Relieved.&lt;br /&gt;So scary~ Cant even have a proper breakfast, &amp;amp; that breakfast just gone so wrong. :/&lt;br /&gt;Walked to stadium to digest our foood, but sadly. Didnt manage to digest.&lt;br /&gt;Ran 4 rounds, &amp;amp; we were just so tired. Regretted eating breakfast first. Awwww.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there, do our english h/w. Opened music, &amp;amp; have a little karaoke session. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Rested for 1 hour, &amp;amp; went for another round of running again.&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to inter, bought bubble tea. &amp;amp; went home. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, friday always makes me sleepy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Slept during chinese lesson, english. Class test during maths. Last 2 part of the question didnt manage to do. :/&lt;br /&gt;Pc &amp;amp; then do this and that. Chinese remedial sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Went home &amp;amp; prepared for tuition. Was counting down the time, finally end.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed, &amp;amp; went down to Eastpoint to see my BOYFRIEND! He's soooooooo HOT! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;LUOZHIXIANG! OMFG! Sadly, Rowena darling couldnt join us at the last min cos of her cca.&lt;br /&gt;Train-ed down. &amp;amp; the train suddenly stopped halfway, make me worry like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Jocelyn, Daphne &amp;amp; others. Helloooooo. :] LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Went to second floor &amp;amp; waited for my BF arrival. Finally, like finally. He came!! XD *screams!*&lt;br /&gt;He's so HOOOOOTTTTT LAAA~! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;He looked up, he SMILED! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;This time, didnt queued up for the autograph.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get to have a close up with him.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get to shake his hand. T.T&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind la, because I got shake his hand before! His autograph with me!!!! ;DD Wheeee~&lt;br /&gt;I'm in heaven right now. XD&lt;br /&gt;Trained back to inter for dinner. KFC-ed, &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm still highing over the fact that I saw LUOZHIXIANG! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can be his assistant. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Met Jocelyn at inter &amp;amp; went to buy Mac breakfast &amp;amp; brought over to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day such a boring day. So sian one, still want us scream like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Clive. &amp;amp; went off to find Rowena Darling along with him &amp;amp; went to find 4e5 peeepos.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, keep refilling my water bottle. Due to the cheering for Emerald. Such a kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then finally ended. Dismissed, &amp;amp; went lunch with Yanning &amp;amp; Weilin.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn went home, lunch-ed at LJS.&lt;br /&gt;Chased Leongbing, Weilin &amp;amp; Brandon out their table for us to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I still had to say PLEASE to that stupid Leongbing. You owe me one please la.&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT! They left, sat down &amp;amp; went to buy fooood. So hungry. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Saw Rowena with her friends, before leaving the place went to say bye bye. :]&lt;br /&gt;Went home, saw Adrain. Grow so tall already, I realise I'm so short. T.T&lt;br /&gt;So pathetic. D:&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, bath. &amp;amp; dong, slept for 3 hours. &amp;amp; yet, still felt sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Voice changed. D: I think due to the screaming just now. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes were like closing soon, &amp;amp; yet still had to find research for art.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how great. :/ Do until around 11 &amp;amp; went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But, sadly. Cant fall to sleep, when I've keep hearing the same songs over &amp;amp; over again. :/&lt;br /&gt;Have been thinking alot of things recently, dont know why. But just so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally, went to lalaland at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pictures. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv4NffNoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hLXDvJ5gnUQ/s1600-h/DSC02013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711397085034114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv4NffNoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hLXDvJ5gnUQ/s320/DSC02013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sha sha sleeping during eng lesson. ;DD So cute right, the way he sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv3ySuUtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m3KC2xiOdnU/s1600-h/DSC02023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711389783741138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv3ySuUtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m3KC2xiOdnU/s320/DSC02023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next target, LEE DE CONG! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv3gQbRdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t_cfxpZ8HSg/s1600-h/DSC02025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711384942265810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv3gQbRdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t_cfxpZ8HSg/s320/DSC02025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to write this on the board. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv3XP19PI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CXeTKRfX10k/s1600-h/DSC02029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711382523901170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv3XP19PI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CXeTKRfX10k/s320/DSC02029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LuoZhiXiang fans. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvqRRR78I/AAAAAAAAAFE/BsgT0VG7bfU/s1600-h/DSC02033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711157581017026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvqRRR78I/AAAAAAAAAFE/BsgT0VG7bfU/s320/DSC02033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, lalalala. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvqRp4V8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/jZmYn3B-QMQ/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711157684197314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvqRp4V8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/jZmYn3B-QMQ/s320/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMS! Can you see him. So HOT! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvqLECtrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jv58x9mM0hw/s1600-h/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711155914880690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvqLECtrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jv58x9mM0hw/s320/DSC02060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOO~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvp9QZPyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_HlCrfqbMwQ/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711152208592674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvp9QZPyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_HlCrfqbMwQ/s320/DSC02088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile. :] Everyone. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvpkVoVsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XBnlgOdVAgc/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310711145519666882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNvpkVoVsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XBnlgOdVAgc/s320/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Daryl sleeping. Sports day somemore. Still can sleep. LOLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont know why, but after hearing all those things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I find that, its all a lie in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Foolish enough, to fall into the trap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; then, its time to wake up from the dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Come back to the reality, &amp;amp; faced the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I didnt need any explanation, cos' I find it useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What for, explaining all the things. When its no help at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yes, I should be waking up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Depending all on myself. Whatever it is, I wont fall into it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because its a lie, afterall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanted to play along with the game, after knowing all those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But, I chose not to. Because, its just a waste of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just a mixed feelings of sadness and betrayal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I decided to throw it behind me, go on with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cos there's plenty more things worthy for me to achieve. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I believe in myself. Only myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because, till then. I will then know, the truth of everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4247907806440411659?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4247907806440411659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-simple-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4247907806440411659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4247907806440411659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-simple-lie.html' title='Its all a simple lie.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SbNv4NffNoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hLXDvJ5gnUQ/s72-c/DSC02013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3076145080930413401</id><published>2009-02-27T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:29:42.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! :D</title><content type='html'>Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up w/ Rowena Darling in bus &amp;amp; bused to inter.&lt;br /&gt;Mac for lunch &amp;amp; started to do h/ws.&lt;br /&gt;Chit chatted &amp;amp; stuff like that. Did my art sketches.&lt;br /&gt;Rained, &amp;amp; was worried that we cant go running.&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, the rain stopped. Left mac &amp;amp; walked to Bedok Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Was whining all the way to there, it seeems so FAR! LOLS! Keep whining to darling that I'm so tired. ;DD Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Reached, saw some bgss peepos there. Then do a little stretching &amp;amp; went jogging.&lt;br /&gt;4 rounds around the stadium, DARLING! Great accomplishment eh! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Rest for awhile more, &amp;amp; went for another 3 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;Shiok siaaa! The feeling is like, waaaaa. So energetic. :P&lt;br /&gt;Sat down there for awhile more &amp;amp; walked back to inter.&lt;br /&gt;Never in my whole life before, feeling so energetic after a run.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; somehow, running is also part of coping w/ stress. Felt so much better after it. :]&lt;br /&gt;Bought bubble tea in inter &amp;amp; bus-ed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wheeeeee, every week will be going for jogging! ;DD Aaaah, so exciting. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt went for training, because went out w/ Mummy to Simei.&lt;br /&gt;Bought running shoes, because the previous one I went for jogging had opened its mouth. :/&lt;br /&gt;I think it dont want me, because I neglected it so much! Awww, sorry shoe! lame.&lt;br /&gt;After that, ate at KFC for late lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Went fairprice to buy her fruits. Make me carry so much home.&lt;br /&gt;Was grumbling all the way back laaaa. Like so, omfg!&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, &amp;amp; finally my hands got to rest. So damn heavy. Asssss. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;3 tests in a row. So shioking sia. :/&lt;br /&gt;Make me study like one madwoman. Sorry Darlings, didnt talked much.&lt;br /&gt;Because, somehow I felt so sick in the morning &amp;amp; also.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna study. :]&lt;br /&gt;Sports heat. Released school earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed there, at first wanted to walk there as I wanted to digest the food.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna run halfway &amp;amp; feel like vomiting the food out man. So GROSS! D:&lt;br /&gt;In the end, still bus-ed. Weather was humid, &amp;amp; the others wanted to take bus too.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, did a little stretching. Wait for the events to start.&lt;br /&gt;Can fall asleep man. Jocelyn darling &amp;amp; I was like, whining like hell also.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like sleeping at that time. Zzzzzz. Haha! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;After that, like finally. Came to ours turn.&lt;br /&gt;Then blablabla, starts. &amp;amp; I feel so, dissastisfied w/ myself. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through running, my head was in a real pain. Damn pain, it seems like something pricking needles into my head.&lt;br /&gt;Knee injury got back, finished. &amp;amp; it was such a torture moment.&lt;br /&gt;I cant even balance myself back then, I feel like a complete idiot there. :/ LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;How sacrificing can I be ?&lt;br /&gt;Sat, rest. Chat. Oh, shengwei. Please do cheer up. ! :]&lt;br /&gt;Haha! He was disqualified because he lost his balance &amp;amp; went to the other lane.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it, boooom. He was out. :/ CHEEEERIOS!&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy bubble tea after that &amp;amp; bus-ed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DARLINGS! HAPPY 1 YEAR FRIENDSHIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets last this long long friendship together eh ? :] I LOVE you guys. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Went for training, dried the court up together w/ Jocelyn darling, Lijuan &amp;amp; Shirly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we finished okay! ;DD So tiring. Awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Played match. 3 on 3. After that, lay up competition &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Jocelyn darling, I dont mean to picking a quarrel w/ you.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry.! T.T Lets not talk about it anymore, k ?&lt;br /&gt;Bus was packed w/ peoples. Trying hard to squeeze through the peoples to get down. :/&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwheeeee~ my knees hurts. Thankyou so much.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the bones like dislocating from one another.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the crack crack from inside of the knees. :/&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my leg breaking down soon. Can someone just saw it off for me ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'll take care, thanks Darlings for the concern. :]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, to many many people who asked about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family problems after that. Just came out of the bath, packing things in the room.&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly heard mum &amp;amp; brother quarreling.&lt;br /&gt;Just because of my brother who asked some stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the middle of the table, kept quiet throughout the meal.&lt;br /&gt;So afraid that one word I say, later they both come shooot me. D:&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's this convo. :&lt;br /&gt;Mum : Ehs, there got a piece of fish meat. Why never eat ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Huh, got meh. *takes that piece of meat*&lt;br /&gt;Mum : Got. Only stupid person dont know how to eat ( she's referring the stupid person as my brother )&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ah, yeah yeah. I stupid I stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Bro : Who say you stupid ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : No no, me me me . I said myself stupid. :/ Okay ? Go eat, dont talk.&lt;br /&gt;----End---&lt;br /&gt;Lameshit sia. Making me like some stupid person talking to myself. :/&lt;br /&gt;Feel like crying at that moment. Just came back from a day in school plus training.&lt;br /&gt;After that, reached home. Still need hear their stupid arguement.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me so fcuking pissed off. Like, shitass.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like shouting at that moment at them.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like confronting them, asking whether they did considered how I felt when they quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;Like asssss. Only thought of themselves, but not me.&lt;br /&gt;End up, still having me to cheer them up. What kind of shit is this?! *ROAR!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Slept throughout for the chinese period.&lt;br /&gt;After that english was such a torture for me.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep awake, but whenever Mrs Tan just opened its mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Baaaah, I cant resist the temptation of lying on the table &amp;amp; sleep like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Recess, damn cold. Sat under the bench with sun shining all over me.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn such a lameass. ! LOLS! Keeep 2525! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Maths, Ms Koh didnt came. So Mr Ang take over, dont understand what a single thing he talking.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Ms Koh. ;DD Take care! :]&lt;br /&gt;Went to com lab for the career thing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; LOLS! Mine was something then brokers.&lt;br /&gt;Like those insurance thingy, luckily the hospitality course was in it tooo.&lt;br /&gt;I can be a policewoman! ;DD Because there says so.&lt;br /&gt;But its so untrue can. I'm afraid of the sound of the gun. The piang piang! So, eeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;Later shoot myself, how ? :/&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, &amp;amp; went to have a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Went back &amp;amp; tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am blogging. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Damn, tomorrow there's still have a CIP programme.&lt;br /&gt;I want to SLEEEEEP! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags Replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn Darling : Girl, I'm not complaining anything. Because its my art piece, I just wanted to do it myself. Alright. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena Darling : Haaaaa, you're not selfish. :] Aiya, you should cry sia. D: LOLS! Always, so cha yi dian de leh. Next time better cry. Hehe. :P &amp;amp; I'll take care. Thanks girl. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weilin : Haha, is it ? I didnt know that. LOLS! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jean : Hahahaha! Its alright. Linked you up soooon. ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wanning : Haaa, Thanks! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jermaine : Hellloooooooo! *waves!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junsi : Haaaa, no need thanks in advance laaa. :] LOLS! Hmm, I think so. You can get it from me anytime when I'm done. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezeYk9yMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oCUEZp1RB-Y/s1600-h/DSC01941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307408020454361282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezeYk9yMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oCUEZp1RB-Y/s320/DSC01941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pooh which my brother went to put it as "commiting suicide".  .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezedqWciI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y9M9mG2E-0U/s1600-h/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307408021819126306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezedqWciI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y9M9mG2E-0U/s320/DSC01942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snap this when he's not noticing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUhbCdfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Kh_5oaFYI4g/s1600-h/DSC01943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307407851029951986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUhbCdfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Kh_5oaFYI4g/s320/DSC01943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother standing on my bed, playing w/ the soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUeIW8cI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Dgbriot3Vz0/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307407850146296258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUeIW8cI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Dgbriot3Vz0/s320/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling w/ the duck duck. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUXCGN9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/lc5u5hr1iP4/s1600-h/DSC01950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307407848240986066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUXCGN9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/lc5u5hr1iP4/s320/DSC01950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! Does it looks like a duck ? ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUYE-PkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/O3Adj0v3d2o/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307407848521481794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUYE-PkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/O3Adj0v3d2o/s320/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art skectches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUOTDq4I/AAAAAAAAADs/pKimAo24fbE/s1600-h/DSC01960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307407845896203138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezUOTDq4I/AAAAAAAAADs/pKimAo24fbE/s320/DSC01960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carebear. Look at the hair! ;DD my brother style it.&lt;br /&gt;He seems to be in love w/ all my toys. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-3076145080930413401?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3076145080930413401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-d_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3076145080930413401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3076145080930413401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-d_27.html' title='Updates! :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SaezeYk9yMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oCUEZp1RB-Y/s72-c/DSC01941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7921583594813343330</id><published>2009-02-21T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T18:24:47.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaaaankyou! ;DD</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored at home. .____.&lt;br /&gt;Finished w/ school h/w &amp;amp; half of the tuition ones.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going jogging w/ Rowena Darling. ;DD Bedok Stadium, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;Finally can find some time to go run already, if not. Will grow fat. D: ( which I dont want la )&lt;br /&gt;My brother was being lunatic at home, he messed up w/ my soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; even, treat one of the pooh as his BABY! Like so LAMEASS! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Photos captured, ( took it when he's not noticing ) because he busy taking picture of my pooh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;He's such a goood brother. I think, our siblings bonds becomes better since last year.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyayness, I'll be busy playing his PSP later. ;DD He lend it to me. Booooooo! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Now chatting w/ Rowena darling while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I simply LOVE her to the max!&lt;br /&gt;The thing she said, is seriously touching! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling.! ;] seriously, I appreciate all the things you said.&lt;br /&gt;Haaaa, I feel like typing out all the contents you write in the letter you gave to me on V's day.&lt;br /&gt;Should I , darling ? ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Because, I feel like showing off to everyone, that I have a great bestie like her. Awww, darling, can I ? XD&lt;br /&gt;She's just so cute, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Handwriting like shiat in the msn. Mine much more BETTER than yours! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here I'm going to show what she said in her blog &amp;amp; the tag. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; kenglin : DARLING , dont give up k. i will always be here to support you . what ever you do , just fang shou yi buo. you told me once before . no matter the outcome i will go through the outcome with you , no matter sad or happy . im just a call away . dont be scared to fall , cos i will be there to catch you . dont be afraid to cry , cos i will be there to dry all your tears . just be strong . you can do it . i will be beside you , always . when you miss me , just take out the letter and read , that will replace my absence . HAHAS . anyway , ILOVEYOU, and i will always ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; darling , remember what i wrote for you in the v.day letter ? i dint write all that for nothing k? anything , i will also pei you fen dan one . next time when you need me , i will only be one call away , when you want to cry , i will wipe it away for you de kk . cheerup , everything is going to be fine k , trust me ;D ILOVEYOU DARLING . muackiesszxzxz . &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is the convo we had just now. ;DD so fun chatting w/ her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Okay, now I know already.&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah aaaaah, I saw the tag on my blog. So TOUCHING!&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;next , my blog ,&lt;br /&gt;go read&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;I read finish le. OMFG! See laaa see laaaa, make me cry again! D:&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;really ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;dunt cry lah&lt;br /&gt;see you so sad .&lt;br /&gt;i also feeel damn sad you know .&lt;br /&gt;next time you want stay back do art .&lt;br /&gt;tell me .&lt;br /&gt;i stay back eith you k&lt;br /&gt;with *&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Haaaa, yeah lo. I see you sad also will sad de leh.&lt;br /&gt;Lols, dont need go home study ah!&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;can study in school also mah&lt;br /&gt;den later you in school cry again&lt;br /&gt;i heart pain&lt;br /&gt;hahas .&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Because, very sad ma.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;yalah&lt;br /&gt;at least if im in school&lt;br /&gt;can do something to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;but if i not there ,&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes also dunno you cry&lt;br /&gt;then i cant do anything for you also&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Lols. What you want do, do chicken dance ? ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Ha, paiseh ah. Because dont want you all to worry ma.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;if it will make you smile , i dunt mind ;D&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Lols.! Then you must go to the middle of the field dance one leh. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;but you know you cry , den i dunno , like i also very sad eh .&lt;br /&gt;HAHAs&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Then next time I cannot cry, later you also cry.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;wont lah&lt;br /&gt;i will help you wipe your tears ,&lt;br /&gt;then make all your tears disappear ;D ;D ;D&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Use what machine to dry my tears. ;D&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;my hand with a tissue&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha! So sweeeeet leh. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;of cos lahhhhh !&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha! ;DD you also very spicy.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;[c=#DE747C] ❤ ､ｱ [/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;you spicier&lt;br /&gt;♥ KENGLIN! ;DD Its you, who change the whole thing. says:&lt;br /&gt;Lols. You the spiciest things I ever seen in the world. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How touching right. ;DD Hmm, I'm still wondering if she lets me write out the contents of the letter. Hahaaa! X) &lt;br /&gt;I'm anticipating to tomorrow. Ohyeah, I need brush up on my english.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan expectations is just way to high for me to reach. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fail her test siol. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anyway Darling. :]&lt;br /&gt;I'm really touched by yours words, your actions, your long long speeches.&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched by your silly acts, who makes me laugh infront of the com for dont know how long.&lt;br /&gt;With the stares from my mum, thinking that I'm some madgirl laughing to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; girl, I'm glad that I have such a goood friend like you, for this past 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;You never fails to make me smile, make me go high w/ you, when I'm right at the deepest moments.&lt;br /&gt;You're such a good friend, a good buddy, a goood girlf whom I dont wanna lose.&lt;br /&gt;Not now, nor in the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;This friendship, like you said. Will be w/ us together until the day we die.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the happiest moments I have with you, which I wont have any regrets.&lt;br /&gt;我相信， 认识你，是我这一生中最幸福的事。 :]&lt;br /&gt;Touched ?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, girl. Got problems, also dont hide from me k.&lt;br /&gt;Can share things together. :] alright.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know your crying hormones is secreting too much nowadays. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Just like what you said, I will be one call away too.&lt;br /&gt;If I got the time, I can walk all the way to your house &amp;amp; find you.&lt;br /&gt;I know the way to your house. ;DD even though I only went your house once.&lt;br /&gt;But, I only dont know which level only. D: Haaa.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, thanks! For all the things you done. I appreciate it alot alot. :D&lt;br /&gt;I (L)OVE ROWENA LEONG TO THE MAX! :P&lt;br /&gt;I wont allow anyone to snatch you man. You belong to ME ME ME! Heheh! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, I start to miss you already. Girl.&lt;br /&gt;Jogging tomorrow. :DD cant wait for it. Baaaaah. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;这是要送给我的好朋友：梁静恩！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12 年的友谊，我会让这份友情一直的延续下去。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;因为，我发现，我不能失去你，我的好朋友。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我们还有很多约定还没有做，等我们长大了，还要一起住在一块呢！:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我爱你！谢谢你！还有，对不起。如果我曾近做过让你感到伤心的事。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的真得很爱你的！OKAY?! ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're touched by all these. :D Got cry. Hehehe :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-7921583594813343330?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/7921583594813343330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/thaaaankyou-dd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7921583594813343330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/7921583594813343330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/thaaaankyou-dd.html' title='Thaaaankyou! ;DD'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2188870313125201677</id><published>2009-02-20T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:08:07.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeyucks. D:</title><content type='html'>Oh GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;My neighbours now happily eating their DURIANS!&lt;br /&gt;But, it stinks to the hell. D:&lt;br /&gt;I feel like &lt;s&gt;puking&lt;/s&gt; now! I feel so SICK! :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-2188870313125201677?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/2188870313125201677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/eeeyucks-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2188870313125201677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/2188870313125201677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/eeeyucks-d.html' title='Eeeyucks. D:'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4396692306341405063</id><published>2009-02-20T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:04:45.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment.</title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;3 periods of art in the morning, had 45 minutes of lecturing.&lt;br /&gt;Looked at friends cloth who opened up theirs tie &amp;amp; dye, Mr M. said that all of them failed.&lt;br /&gt;After that went in, decided to look for my cloth again, &amp;amp; I found it.&lt;br /&gt;Its at a box on top, &amp;amp; damn. Wasted my tears. I dont know who put it there, but definitely not me.&lt;br /&gt;Maths, was boring. Go through answer for w/s.&lt;br /&gt;Chem, was lab. Dinosaur partner is really, dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the work is he do, &amp;amp; I just in charge of taking the thing here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched. &amp;amp; chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Ss, went to commerce room. Was touring around the school, because me &amp;amp; Roy was like. Where is it ah. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Released early, because finished doing the work.&lt;br /&gt;Then, started opening up my tie &amp;amp; dye.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know how long passed, &amp;amp; finally finished.&lt;br /&gt;Was like, stretching my whole body. Neck &amp;amp; back so pain. :/&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Mr M. to prepare for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; just so bingo, it wasnt that goood.&lt;br /&gt;Sad. Hold back the tears that going to drop soon.&lt;br /&gt;Asked where does the problem lies. Its the pulling only.&lt;br /&gt;Requested to do another piece, &amp;amp; he agrees. But if the outcome turns out bad, I cant do tie &amp;amp; dye anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Asked for the grade, worst still. That disappoints me.&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to the court, &amp;amp; finally tears just dropped. Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;Went toilet to change for training, &amp;amp; thanks girls. :]&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it alot. Thanks for all the encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;Finally stopped crying like a kid, &amp;amp; went to have match.&lt;br /&gt;Dismissed &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;Showed parents the art piece, &amp;amp; went back room to study.&lt;br /&gt;Dont wish to hear any comments at that time, told my mum about the grades &amp;amp; what the teacher says.&lt;br /&gt;Was so tired that I dozed off at 9:30 on the study table.&lt;br /&gt;Mum waked me up, &amp;amp; went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was doing report.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry darlings, was a little sian. Because, stomach cramp.&lt;br /&gt;English, was like going to lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;Recess, played the burger game &amp;amp; hei bai pei w/ Darlings.&lt;br /&gt;After that, nearly cried out again. :/&lt;br /&gt;Maths test again. Dont know what happened to me, suddenly mind blanked.&lt;br /&gt;Was staring at the paper for around 15 minutes, &amp;amp; faster complete it.&lt;br /&gt;Scored badly, I think. D: Hais, so saaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;Class period, go through the O level thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; great, next Sat still need go collect newspaper &amp;amp; old clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning some more, I want sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Some more, I wonder if the residents will be awake by us.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, we'll be so noisy. ;DD Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese program, do the book again &amp;amp; nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was such a bad disappointment afterall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didnt expect all this to happen at one go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At first, I'm still thinking that I could do well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had all the confidence in me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until yesterday, everything's being strucked down. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;F9, whats w/ that grade of mine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It just so hurting, I put in all my best for the work. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; thats the outcome. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking about it, I just cant help but to feel sad about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe, from this failure. I learnt something. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe, the next art piece I'll do will be a better one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope it turns out like this, if not. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know how long am I able to hold on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rowena Darling : Ha, very nice uh. ;DD next time I do again for you &amp;amp; Jocelyn lo. I'm such a gooood girl. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle : Ehs, cute what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsi : Ha, yeahs. I didnt know that he share w/ you guys. So shocked. Like wah, thinking got spread until whole school know. ;DD but, its a tradition. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn Darling : Ha, yeahs. Forgot to tell you all leh. :/ old le old le. Nah, its okay la. Its my work, I want to do it on my own. :] Thanks darling. Appreciate it alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-4396692306341405063?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/4396692306341405063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/disappointment_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4396692306341405063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/4396692306341405063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/disappointment_19.html' title='Disappointment.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-226191867968716425</id><published>2009-02-18T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:47:19.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad.</title><content type='html'>Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got back Bio results. 19. Finally I passed bio test.&lt;br /&gt;But still, had to split class. Went the same w/ Jocelyn. :]&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Rowena. But, we'll miss you. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tang was our teacher, anyway. She's actually quite gooood la.&lt;br /&gt;Art, finally dye finish all the colours. Cant wait to open up the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;History common test was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was somehow chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;Bio, was better. :]&lt;br /&gt;Ss was lame. Watching some videos. But, I dont understand what they're trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;Eng, had summary test.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched, played w/ Darlings the new game. LOLS! Hilarious. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Maths, teacher dont allow me to go to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;So, didnt pay much attention. Was staring out into spaces. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I feel myself being so useless. Now, &amp;amp; other days.&lt;br /&gt;Things arent going that smoothly, right.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;Great, I just find that the cloth was not even mine.&lt;br /&gt;It was totally different from the one which I done.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I stupidly brought home, helped to open up a little bit. &amp;amp; found the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like crying at the spot, when I cant even find the original cloth I done.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;All the time, from that moment till now. I cant stop myself thinking where's my cloth went to.&lt;br /&gt;Is it that, one of my friend took it away. Thinking its his / hers ?&lt;br /&gt;I just want back my old one. If not, I'll redo everything again.&lt;br /&gt;Cried. Yeahs, I've been tolerating for the past few hours.&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to cry infront of the public, or in the school.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I stepped in my room, looking at the cloth which doesnt even belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;I just finally, break down. Crying like one madwoman.&lt;br /&gt;Things just so bad. Everything's going wrong. Its not what I wanted at all.&lt;br /&gt;This is not the outcome of what I wanted always.&lt;br /&gt;Happily awaiting to open up the cloth, &amp;amp; realised that. Its not mine.&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk. My life sucks now.&lt;br /&gt;Roy called, telling me that Mr M said that cloth is mine.&lt;br /&gt;But, I can guarantee that, its not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I do the work myself, I know how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Great, just let me continue to cry out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anyway, thanks Jocelyn for the great concern.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you trying to cheer me up. But, its sad.&lt;br /&gt;I really put in alot of effort to do that cloth. &amp;amp; yet, its gone / being taken away.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling. For being there, when I just needed someone to talk to. :] Loves.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better, but I just couldnt stop thinking about it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, girls. I tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tags will be replied other days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to escape from this reality. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just too harsh for me, to take on all this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-226191867968716425?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/226191867968716425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/mad_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/226191867968716425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/226191867968716425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/mad_18.html' title='Mad.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1284874981258433516</id><published>2009-02-13T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:42:58.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baaaah.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Bio, dissect pig eye! :S OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even touch a single thing there, I was sitting down there using a book &amp;amp; covering my sight from it.&lt;br /&gt;Its so, eeeeeeew. Yucks! D: The 4 bravos were there dissecting.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stand it, I couldnt stand it! Aaaaaah, I dont want think about it anymore. Nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldnt feel sick when they asked if dissecting the eye was fun. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;They should go do. I regret taking bio instead of physics. Mrs Quek, can I join your class ? T.T&lt;br /&gt;Finally, like the english course was over! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Its like damn sian la, I dont know why we have to attend the course.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone pon, those guai kia stayed back. XD&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lame. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Was drawing &amp;amp; drawing around the paper, sending songs &amp;amp; chit chatting.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went inter to buy Rowena baking stuff. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, went Mac just to eat our apple pie. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Dashed across the road, because it was raining. I rather walk. Cause, we seems like some lunatic people dashing across. *stares*Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE caaaaaats! I LOVE kittens. Because, cats seems so fierce after that incident. D:&lt;br /&gt;Haaah. Done my h/w, &amp;amp; again ended up drawing on the paper again.&lt;br /&gt;My father was such a meanie. He didnt even bother to answer me once at all. When I was just beside him calling him, "papa, papaaaa, &amp;amp; then PAPAAAAAAAAAAA!~ "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally I gave up, and he started to answer me. Ignores. He deserved it. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Art lesson for 3 period. Mr ______ was BOOOOOM! Mooodswings, very bad uh. :/&lt;br /&gt;Do preserving for tie &amp;amp; dye until I find it so sian.&lt;br /&gt;Because we used our dialect to talk, ended up scolded by him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; suddenly, he came to scold me about the cca thingy. Like, what?!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even do anything wrong, stunned. Just listen to him, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated. But whats the point.&lt;br /&gt;Told Jocelyn about it, she find it ridiculous tooo.&lt;br /&gt;Recess, Xiu Yan came &amp;amp; joined in w/ us convo.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny! :D Haha! Art teacher walked past, we were speaking in english can.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there he goes, saying us using dialect.&lt;br /&gt;Told him about the cheer thing for basketball, &amp;amp; booooom.&lt;br /&gt;Another round of lecturing. Dumbfounded. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Really, I dont know what to say at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its just so ridiculous. Jocelyn didnt even talked back at him, she just say BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&amp;amp; he find it rude. Like why?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its been like how many years we have been using this cheeer, none complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not even the principal la. Who's being the racist here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Damn. Just because you dont like it, &amp;amp; we have to change ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Comeon la, its OUR cca. Not yours. Why would you bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We dont find it any reason to change at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our coach is chinese can, if you want us to change to Eng. Tell me, who's the racist here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Damnbigfcuk. I cant tolerate it, shitass. We're not going to change, mind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Spoilt our mood just like this, I cant stand it when he's there yelling his head off at Jocelyn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its not her fault, complain laduh. We have more things to say than you. __ just scram off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, packed the cookies into the goodie bag.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited. Valentine's! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to mama shop to buy my lemon tea again.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, this few days. I just feel like drinking it again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, &amp;amp; give out the cookies. :D I'm just soooooo happy! Boooooo! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then, chinese. Quite bored, feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;English, worse. I only asked one question &amp;amp; was scolded by the teacher. :/&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand what. Whats wrong w/ all the teachers!&lt;br /&gt;Recess, I forgot what did I go.&lt;br /&gt;Maths, test. Shiat! I just, awwwww. I can score damn well, but the last question, I rounded off wrongly. T.T my marks! Asss.&lt;br /&gt;Assembly, I feeeel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;But the place where I'm sitting is so damn stuffy. So warm!&lt;br /&gt;Cant even sleep. What the hell. :/&lt;br /&gt;After assembly, went to get our mini ice cream from Mrs Quek. ;D But, melt already.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese program, usual. Do work again.&lt;br /&gt;Open up the letter which Rowena darling wrote. &amp;amp; like she said, I cried right away.&lt;br /&gt;Its so TOUCHING! Its not even being read finish, &amp;amp; I was crying there. Like a moron.&lt;br /&gt;She was like, ehs. Joking with you de leh, you really cry uh.&lt;br /&gt;Because this morning, when she gave me. She told me that I definitely will cry.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she'll help to wipe away my tears. Thanks babe! (; I will go frame it up &amp;amp; hang up on the wall. :D&lt;br /&gt;After that, go through answer for the work &amp;amp; then went home for tuition. :]&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks people for the prezzies. :D&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to eat the cookies done by my darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was dissapointed by the answer which Mr Loh gave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Told him about the incident about changing the cheer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; he said, its logical to change. &amp;amp; he'll discuss w/ us on Mon. ];&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why? Why must we changed ? Its was all right in the start, we had been using for years. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was being passed down by the seniors. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont want our cheeer to be the same as the others school team. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Using english, whats the point. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cant we have our own uniqueness. I just couldnt think about it, think about the cheer going to change into Bedok Green. But not stay the same like we're using now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn, I feel really frustrated right now. I'm used to saying that cheer, I dont want to do a new cheer. Its so sad, to see the cheer changed. );&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn, just because of you who started this, we have to go through all this shit thing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great, last year in this cca. &amp;amp; we will be going through all this nonsense.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the &lt;s&gt;GREAT GIFT!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHkdeeRI/AAAAAAAAADc/XXTTtWApYuY/s1600-h/DSC01852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302221232158963986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHkdeeRI/AAAAAAAAADc/XXTTtWApYuY/s320/DSC01852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The notice board which Me &amp;amp; Jocelyn decorated.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, when chasing after those papers. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if all of you have so much comments about it, then go do it on your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only know how to talk, but dont know how to do. Shithole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHggMO1I/AAAAAAAAADU/b3LdnL0d9-g/s1600-h/DSC01860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302221231096609618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHggMO1I/AAAAAAAAADU/b3LdnL0d9-g/s320/DSC01860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheeeelle! ;D w/ my tie &amp;amp; dye on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHQ-1QEI/AAAAAAAAADM/JTcHyVTx-8o/s1600-h/DSC01869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302221226930159682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHQ-1QEI/AAAAAAAAADM/JTcHyVTx-8o/s320/DSC01869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat found in our school, outside my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHO75UeI/AAAAAAAAADE/lR6NLwjZ0Ik/s1600-h/DSC01870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302221226380972514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHO75UeI/AAAAAAAAADE/lR6NLwjZ0Ik/s320/DSC01870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's gift! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHFDmM8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/UZSRnohLmXk/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302221223728919490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHFDmM8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/UZSRnohLmXk/s320/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter which Darling wrote &amp;amp; touched me so much! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junsi : Haha! I bite you for what sia. ;D I'm not that bad! I will just chase after you w/ a chopper. Weishen : Thanks. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn Darling : Haha! I updated the pictures already, k? (;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle &amp;amp; Pearlene : Haaah. Thanks. ;] updated tooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena Darling : Hahaaaaa! ;D Im touched by your words tooo. Awwww, so touching. T.T ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8214600116791627158-1284874981258433516?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1284874981258433516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/baaaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1284874981258433516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1284874981258433516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/baaaah.html' title='Baaaah.'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SZVGHkdeeRI/AAAAAAAAADc/XXTTtWApYuY/s72-c/DSC01852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6570977915338547964</id><published>2009-02-07T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:36:52.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! :D</title><content type='html'>Updates. &amp;amp; I forgot what I did for the past few days. :/&lt;br /&gt;Alright, monday training.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, chinese &amp;amp; bio test. So many teeeest, die real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Phonetics programme.&lt;br /&gt;So boring. Wasnt paying attention at all. I dont even understand the symbols.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I didnt attend the previous lesson. I was like, the stupid-est inside the class.&lt;br /&gt;Draw here &amp;amp; there around the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Chit chat w/ friends. End, &amp;amp; great. I forgot where I went to.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel like I went to somewhere after school.&lt;br /&gt;But also, I feel like I went straight hone after school. Stm, really die.&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. *Skip!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Chem test before lunch, halfway doing.&lt;br /&gt;Gastric hurts. Practically, no moood to continue the test anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Scribble, forgot equations. :/&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, bought milk to drink. Since Jocelyn darling say it will feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, did feel better.&lt;br /&gt;But after that, more worse. Every single small things I do, the gastric hurts alot.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in chinese lesson &amp;amp; yeahs. Jeremy text me, thinking that I was bullied by someone. Like, LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn darling &amp;amp; Shuwen went to general office to get the pills.&lt;br /&gt;Rowena darling stayed w/ me all time, helping me to wipe away my tears &amp;amp; sayang me.&lt;br /&gt;See, how great to have these friends w/ me. (;&lt;br /&gt;Finished, went to eat w/ Jocelyn darling.&lt;br /&gt;No appetite, gave some to Jocelyn &amp;amp; threw away the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the canteen, hugging my bag tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Until I cannot tahan anymore, I plead Jocelyn that I need pilllllls.&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten it from Shengwei. How ''effective'' the pill is luuh.&lt;br /&gt;Swallowed 2 pills down, damn xin ku. And then, suddenly. My gastic is like killing me.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks. Finally, not that pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Training, thanks for all the concern ehs. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Went home for dinner, again. The sharpness of the pain came back. No mood to do any of my h/w.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up lying on the bed &amp;amp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Lessons per usual. Mrs Quek didnt came.&lt;br /&gt;Class lesson was a lil boring. Feel like sleeping already.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese afternoon programme, released early.&lt;br /&gt;So, went to do cca notice board w/ Jocelyn darling.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn ah, relax uh! No vulgarities! :D I didnt scold any hor. :D&lt;br /&gt;Change venue, &amp;amp; continue doing.&lt;br /&gt;Finally done, went to paste it up on the board.&lt;br /&gt;Spent lots of time, stapling the paper up. So damn, difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, the board all so dusty one. Eeeee~! :D&lt;br /&gt;Paper flying around, we were like chasing for the papers. Screaming like madwoman.&lt;br /&gt;Done, pictures upload next time. (;&lt;br /&gt;Went tm w/ Jocelyn darling. Meet up w/ Waileong. Pau! :D Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Fun guy to chat with. Lameass. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn makes me, wanna kill her.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped, bought ear studs, bubble tea. &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the drinks treat, owe you 1! (:&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing out like madwoman in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the " can you dont scold me " face loook, &amp;amp; Jocelyn lame things.&lt;br /&gt;She said, Kenglin scream will go to the max point.&lt;br /&gt;After that, she will HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;Then there I go laughing. Stopped for less than 1 second, I laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I saw a bangala &amp;amp; laughed out again. :D&lt;br /&gt;Laughed all the way to inter.&lt;br /&gt;Went separate ways, &amp;amp; chatted w/ Jocelyn. (: Dont lose your phone again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, go pray.&lt;br /&gt;The incense thingy hurts my eyes so much.&lt;br /&gt;Listened to music all the way. Dying of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Dozed off on the way back to inter.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched w/ Rowena darling. Chatted lots of things, cheeer up. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy materials for my cookie thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, accompanied her for a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, went to buy things again. Went home. (:&lt;br /&gt;Started doing on my cookies until 10 plus. Tired! Awwww, but its FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to hear compliments. ! Hehe! X)&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired already. LOLS! Off to lala land. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;JOCELYN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, read your blog. Was sad, when I heard that you cried again.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you loads, girl. (; Anything, tell me. Alright. Feel free to call me.&lt;br /&gt;So far, no phone call from you leh. Girl!&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna see you cry anymore, cause it hurts alot.&lt;br /&gt;Neither would you want to see me cry, right.&lt;br /&gt;The same feelings. (: Be brave girl, cause there's a lot more for you to handle in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know, you can do it. You always seeems so brave, but weak when handling things like that.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, cheeeer up. I love you, like I always do! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ROWENA! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beloved darling, I didnt know that what I said can be so INSPIRATIONAL! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm still clueless, which words / sentence did I say.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I write it down again.&lt;br /&gt;Follow your heart, girl. There's still few days left, to let you decide which decision you choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dont regret, just dont. I dont wanna see your face looking so sullen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dont cry, girl. Be brave. (; Can call me whenever problems hunts you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be there listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, no matter what. Dont think about the outcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Think about what you going to do, after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Whether its positive or negative, I'll be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the day comes, if you need someone to be by your side. Call me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be there. (: really, girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No matter whats the outcome is, I share the outcome w/ you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Be strong, alright. I love you tooooo! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope, you can find your way out from this puzzle. &amp;amp; find your correct answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVES! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of counselling. Off to sleeeep. :D Nights, people! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6570977915338547964?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6570977915338547964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6570977915338547964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6570977915338547964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-d.html' title='Updates! :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8236666015684767636</id><published>2009-01-30T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:09:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy day. :D</title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Ohgreat, late for school for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when did I get this virus of keep getting late. .___.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, once a week, &amp;amp; I'll be late one time.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, who the heck passed the virus to me.?!&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, 7:30 am what. Last time also dont have so early one can.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Teo there. D: Ohwtf! Lijing was late toooo~! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to detention after school. Great. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Told him that I got training la, &amp;amp; he said there'll be no training for me. Whatthehell.&lt;br /&gt;Gave him my ezlink card. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Art, heaved a sigh of relief. Phew~ luckily I did my work last night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Mr Mohd was screaming at the other students outside.&lt;br /&gt;Ex student shared how they prepared for art &amp;amp; bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Finally can do the pulling of the tie &amp;amp; dye.&lt;br /&gt;I think Mrs Quek gonna kill me soon, because late for 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;Walked w/ Darlings to go for history lesson, saw her. D:&lt;br /&gt;She said : Kenglin, late again uh. Then *evil grins*. :S&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh oh, I'm so sorry.! *Faster walks off* Her evil grin was really very evil. LOLS~&lt;br /&gt;History, h/w again.&lt;br /&gt;Maths, I just cant keep laughing when Jeremy is behind me.&lt;br /&gt;He keep sotong, ehs sotong. The 8 tentacles one. Like what the hell laaaa. So damn freaking funny. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Chem, went lab. Arranged seat &amp;amp; dinosaur was my partner.&lt;br /&gt;But good la, he can help me do things. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm in charge of pouring &amp;amp; recording down the results.&lt;br /&gt;He in charge of opening the flame, mixing all these.&lt;br /&gt;Great, because I'm tooo scared of the lab bunsen burner. :/&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this ammonia gas smell, smelly until I cannot stand it already.&lt;br /&gt;Go to the window there, smell the air outside.&lt;br /&gt;I keep smelling the ammonia gas smell laaaa! So SMELLY! T.T Feel like puking when I smell it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched &amp;amp; then chinese.&lt;br /&gt;No afternoon programme, but need do ss w/s first before we can leave.&lt;br /&gt;Done, &amp;amp; went for detention at hall.&lt;br /&gt;Detention can make me wanna sleeep. Wanted to do h/w, but there's a few joker there la.&lt;br /&gt;Can entertain the rest of us. &amp;amp; then, wait for the time to tick by.&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 4, can left. I'm not going to late again la, because detention sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Went training, few potentials in Sec 1s. (:&lt;br /&gt;Bedok inter-ed, bought contact. &amp;amp; suddenly I asked Jocelyn if want go eat Mac breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Because I suddenly want to eat the harshbrown. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;But cannot la, later detention again. How?! Then went home. (:&lt;br /&gt;Tons of maths h/w waiting for me. &amp;amp; great, the questions now making me going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;Its all those, O level questions. How shiok uh.&lt;br /&gt;Around 11 plus, then went to my dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was so tired. Wanted to sleep, but that teacher keep calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. English was, no comments.&lt;br /&gt;Recess, three of us laughing like madwoman. LOLS! Buay tahan them. :D&lt;br /&gt;Maths was, frustrating. Jeremy scold cb but he said, cheeee-beh. :D&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! Funny la, keep laughing &amp;amp; laughing until I almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;Maths h/w again, so hard.! T.T&lt;br /&gt;Assemnly, sian. I feeel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon programme, boring. Always doing work.&lt;br /&gt;Done, went tm w/ Jocelyn darling. (;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy the ji pa. Then went Toysrus to find Jocelyn boyf. Being a lightbulb. *blink blink* :P&lt;br /&gt;Went popular, bought the materials for notice board.&lt;br /&gt;Bought Passion fruit green tea at sweet talk. Jocelyn bought strawberry red tea. Nice nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went home, bathed &amp;amp; used computer.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be going out w/ family to go bai nian. Tired. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8lDttljI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1_ru9-KVSgo/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297003456579343922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8lDttljI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1_ru9-KVSgo/s320/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before starting my mind-mapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8k7aIKgI/AAAAAAAAACs/aZ7Dp8rCak8/s1600-h/DSC01739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297003454349715970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8k7aIKgI/AAAAAAAAACs/aZ7Dp8rCak8/s320/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally, filled up the A3 paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8k1t3PdI/AAAAAAAAACk/UTGGIYiQOdY/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297003452821880274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8k1t3PdI/AAAAAAAAACk/UTGGIYiQOdY/s320/DSC01746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tie &amp;amp; dye work. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8kbGEcBI/AAAAAAAAACc/_GZap3Bgfms/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297003445675651090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8kbGEcBI/AAAAAAAAACc/_GZap3Bgfms/s320/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up. (;&lt;br /&gt;Had to take this pictures, for the 8 boards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder how am I going to survive when doing the coursework. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tags replies : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Michelle : Ehs, you stupid Mich. I'm not Kathryn. .___. I'm KENGLIN laaa~! Stop calling me with that stupid name which you thought of. Lame. LOLS! Ohyeah, forgot to tag you what. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena Darling : D: you this bian tai~! LOLS! I'm more feminine than you, can! You this chor lor girl. :D Wont late wont late. Haha! You this, mad woman! XD Loves tooooo! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junsi : LOLS! Never mind, take your time. Man man lai. I also wont kill you for not linking me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-8236666015684767636?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/8236666015684767636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy-day-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8236666015684767636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/8236666015684767636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy-day-d.html' title='Crazy day. :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SYK8lDttljI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1_ru9-KVSgo/s72-c/DSC01736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6464267641161417804</id><published>2009-01-28T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:14:40.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year! :D</title><content type='html'>Updates! :D&lt;br /&gt;First day of CNY, left home around 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Went to relative house, sat &amp;amp; keep eating sweeeets. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that there's purple soft gummy. &amp;amp; after that, I kept eating that purple gummy. :D Its NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, &amp;amp; to my horrrroooor. I saw many pairs of shoes outside. .____.&lt;br /&gt;We were like : Waaaaaa, siao ah. So many pairs. :/&lt;br /&gt;Went in, house was a big chaos. There were at least 3 small kids there. Running all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;Shook hand, wishing them Happy New Year, every year also say the same thing until sian.&lt;br /&gt;Then went room. I didnt know that Doraemon was that popular.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like, all the small small kids love it. They even climb up my bed &amp;amp; took the doraemon down.&lt;br /&gt;Scary kids. D: End up, I was hugging my Doraemon &amp;amp; stayed in my room.&lt;br /&gt;In case, the kids climb up again &amp;amp; target for a new soft toy.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was sucha joker. He told the kids that, if you see any toys you like, feel free to take it back home. Like, WHAT THE HELL?! Ohyeahyeah, as if they dare. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Around 4 plus, &amp;amp; they left. Like FINALLY ! Can relax.&lt;br /&gt;You dont know how tense I was when I saw the kids running here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;Embarassed thing happened again.&lt;br /&gt;I was standing outside my room, leaning against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, there was this kid passed by me &amp;amp; touched my butt! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;I SCREAMED! Mind you, screamed infront of my cousins. They were like, :O What thing happened. Damn, omfg paiseh. I hate kids! I like kids who behaved well. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ate tidbits, chit chatted. &amp;amp; left for Ahma house.&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat for dinner. &amp;amp; so yummicious. :D Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv, &amp;amp; went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, stayed at home waiting for relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Rowena darling, I scared later you come will feel awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I'll be busying serving them drinks &amp;amp; foood.&lt;br /&gt;Next time, alright. (: Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Neighbours came, then followed by Daddy friend.&lt;br /&gt;Parents had a full 2 hour of time, chatting w/ them.&lt;br /&gt;Brother &amp;amp; me was like falling asleep soon. Luckily, there's show to entertain both of us.&lt;br /&gt;Left at 5 plus, watched tv again &amp;amp; had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the nightmare came.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Rowena darling snatched my watch, because she loved the watch too much.&lt;br /&gt;Know why? Because, its KENGLIN wear one ma. :D BHB. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, was listening to Shuwen daily life stories. Haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;Bio, sat w/ Jocelyn darling. Keep talking &amp;amp; talking.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, Mrs Tang wants the 4e5 Bio students to sit in front next time.&lt;br /&gt;She cant find me, because I was sitting at the back. &amp;amp; Edgar head is blocking me. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;I raised up my hand, &amp;amp; she was like ooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; said : She dont have to sit in front, at least she's behaving very well.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right man! I was at the back chatting leh, but gooood la. Dont need sit infront. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ss was mad. Azahar told us to sit outside our classroom because we were too noisy.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted w/ Michelle. &amp;amp; she squeezed my hand. Ehs, very pain leh! MICH! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Eng, teacher didnt came. Relief teacher was lousy! So, slept throughtout. So nice to sleeep in class. So windy! :D&lt;br /&gt;Maths, that stupid Jeremy. Ohyeah, sotong was my new nickname.&lt;br /&gt;He thought of it, just because I see the no. 19 to 12. His handwriting really is, aiyo. I cant read thats why will have mistake ma.&lt;br /&gt;Then he continued laughing all the way. Very funny meh. Lameass.&lt;br /&gt;After school, went inter w/ my 2 darlings &amp;amp; Shuwen.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy contact lens, but then. Most of the shops were closed. Gooood sia.&lt;br /&gt;They dont need work, but we need study. UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;Went library after that, created a lot of noise. Faster get out of there sooon.&lt;br /&gt;Accompany Shuwen to wait for her bus &amp;amp; then went home together w/ my Darlings. (:&lt;br /&gt;Finally done my research for art. Ohgreat, I suddenly regretted taking that question.&lt;br /&gt;It seeems so, HARD! So chim. T.T Who can save me.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Mr Mohd. will scream at me tomorrow. Mind map not yet done also.&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh! I feeel like dying. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch my Goong! :D I love the 2 prince &amp;amp; the princess. Hehe! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, 3 pathetic photos down here. Heeehs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finding myself more &amp;amp; more zilian. Darlings, dont laugh at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats why I took a photo of myself, right! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmXJEY0xI/AAAAAAAAACU/rBzLRn78IKo/s1600-h/DSC01688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296275340800873234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmXJEY0xI/AAAAAAAAACU/rBzLRn78IKo/s320/DSC01688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lao yu sheng thingy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmXFcGCfI/AAAAAAAAACM/UU6KnujcStc/s1600-h/DSC01713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296275339826563570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmXFcGCfI/AAAAAAAAACM/UU6KnujcStc/s320/DSC01713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you spot my brother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmW29SHtI/AAAAAAAAACE/uWqeNy8qxjs/s1600-h/DSC01730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296275335939235538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmW29SHtI/AAAAAAAAACE/uWqeNy8qxjs/s320/DSC01730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohyeah, &amp;amp; took this when I'm dying of BOREDOM! Alright, dont laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, its ugly. :/ LOLS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tags replies :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junsi : Zzzzz. I dont accept this kind of reason leh. Okay la, not a bully. Dont say you goood, I'm better! :D Thanks! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlene : Thanks! (: Happy CNY toooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jermaine : Haaa! Sureeee! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn Darling : LOLS! Lameass la you. Lazy put leh. So mafan. D: Haha! Dont cry dont cry. Because, in my heart, my darlings the BEST! :D Dont say until you very goood forgive me leh. You where got da liang de. XD No, I'm fat. 2 of my relatives already said I grew fatter. Kill me! T.T Happy Mooooooooooooooooo Year tooo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yanning : Aiya, you also got late. Only that Weilin late for a longer time. I where got old?! Dont anyhow say! Respect your seniors, k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weilin : Haaa, its alright girl. (: Because I also cant make it on Saturday. Next other time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena Darling : Haha! I more fatter! Dont believe, we go weigh our weights again. :D Confirm sumba, gain weight. Must go for diet already.! XD Yeah, you're the best. First to wish me, alright. (; Sure, go eat one day soooon! Thanks for your random tag! LOLS! You this crazy gal! :D &amp;amp; &amp;amp;, dont keep snatch my watch away from me. The watch want its real owner one leh. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn Darling : Your problems! Like duh. Stupid! Haha! :D Ehs, what. I didnt say I dont want you. Dont anyhow talk rubbish! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; 1 more thing to add on, I LOVE my 2 Darlings. They're the BEST! :D Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-6464267641161417804?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/6464267641161417804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6464267641161417804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/6464267641161417804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-d.html' title='Chinese New Year! :D'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SYAmXJEY0xI/AAAAAAAAACU/rBzLRn78IKo/s72-c/DSC01688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3908868995387561766</id><published>2009-01-25T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:30:02.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boreeeeed. :/</title><content type='html'>Lalala~! This year chu xi ye, quite boring uh.&lt;br /&gt;Relatives reached here around noon.&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv, all so -.- Nothing interesting at all.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, how I wish it can show Luo Zhixiang face on it man. :O&lt;br /&gt;So, start reading my Twilight booook.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, book is sooooo much better than the movie.&lt;br /&gt;So many things cut short man. :/&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner, then do the lao yu sheng thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Made until the whole table messy, I just dont like messy things around me.&lt;br /&gt;So IRRITATING! Whatevaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Talked, chit chat. Helped out, &amp;amp; they left.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, &amp;amp; here I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Tv shows nowadays is so boring. Not much entertainment. LOUSY!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! Anyway, 3 more hours to New Year! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Heh! Prepare to send messages out! Haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so loooooking forward to tomorrow. Because, I can eat sweeeeets! XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, heard one saddening news.&lt;br /&gt;My auntie said that I GREW FAT! I was like WHATTHEHELL?!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I went complain to my mummy, telling her that I want go for a diet already. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;God ah god, dont let me grow fat laaaa. I die infront of you man. );&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wishing everyone an early HAPPY CNY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weilin : Haha! Sureeee! (: See you soooon. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junsi : Hahahahaha! Why dont want be my victim? Say until like I will nie dai ni sia. D: LOLS! Hmmm, give me 3 reasons to convince me that you're not a bully! :D Hehehe! Anyway, wishing you a early HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena Darling : Haha! You want spam, I cant stop you lo. Continue continue, I'll welcome you man! X) LOLS! Haha, why want bring me go eat? Want me grow fatter ah! .___. anyway, its alright la. (: Next time then go out again uh. I dont bear to divorce w/ you leh. T.T You bad laaaaaa~! Imissyou &amp;amp; Iloveyou tooooo! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn Darling : LOLS! I never jio, is you not freeee can! Say me, you go out w/ him what. Still dare jiang wo. Eeeeyer, you also very bad sia. Like this qi fu wo. Cry laaaa! T.T &amp;amp; forgot to link ma, paiseh la. Plus, his blog also going to die leh. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cyrus : Er, yeahs. (: Haha. See you in school soon. &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/8214600116791627158-3908868995387561766?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/3908868995387561766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/boreeeeed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3908868995387561766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/3908868995387561766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/boreeeeed.html' title='Boreeeeed. :/'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5944984476171559636</id><published>2009-01-24T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:04:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photooos!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRZNgF-XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VfAVbzPMpa8/s1600-h/DSC01632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294844911722822002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRZNgF-XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VfAVbzPMpa8/s320/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRZBkuOwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Tr8JJSBBEwM/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294844908521011970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRZBkuOwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Tr8JJSBBEwM/s320/DSC01631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4E5 Mascot! Cute right. :D Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRFI3ClEI/AAAAAAAAABk/xXoZARaGIPg/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294844566879507522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRFI3ClEI/AAAAAAAAABk/xXoZARaGIPg/s320/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRDSjuYiI/AAAAAAAAABc/QCnGtECWEPU/s1600-h/DSC01669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294844535123108386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRDSjuYiI/AAAAAAAAABc/QCnGtECWEPU/s320/DSC01669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is YANNING! Enjoying eating her KFC chicken. LOLS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsQ4OPV80I/AAAAAAAAABU/iHtr8RA9Aps/s1600-h/DSC01686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294844344985318210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsQ4OPV80I/AAAAAAAAABU/iHtr8RA9Aps/s320/DSC01686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twilight! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214600116791627158-5944984476171559636?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/5944984476171559636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/photooos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5944984476171559636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/5944984476171559636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/photooos.html' title='Photooos!~'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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/_-waep2azI8Q/SXsRZNgF-XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VfAVbzPMpa8/s72-c/DSC01632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1432116300083469895</id><published>2009-01-24T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:51:30.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to eat SWEEEEETS! ):</title><content type='html'>Went out w/ Yanning today. To get my Twilight book, like FINALLY! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;She's always late man. Weilin, next time then go out together again, alright. Miss you girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 5 to 10 minutes, finally Yanning reached. .___.&lt;br /&gt;Next time if go out w/ her, I wont so early left the house.&lt;br /&gt;Trained down to Simei popular &amp;amp; got my book. :D&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy nail polish, but dont have our colour.&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Bugis. Went Nike, since that girl got the voucher.&lt;br /&gt;She bought like Nike shirt &amp;amp; a small bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around, looking for nail polish again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I wanted a bag so badly. D: LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Then bought a new watch, walked around again &amp;amp; trained back to inter.&lt;br /&gt;Yanning was totally MAD! She's like, I dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Keep letting me hear stupid noises from her phone. Lameass.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopped around for her shoes, tried out new heeeels. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so TEMPTED to buy one. That red red one! T.T iwantthatonela~!&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around &amp;amp; finally got one black nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;Went KFC to eat something first since both of us were like, hungry.&lt;br /&gt;She eat things is like, really really funneh! Took some photos of her eating when she's not noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; till the end, when I told her that I took her photos. She was like, HUH?! Blur right. (;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, tested the polish on her hand. &amp;amp; she was tempted to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;So went back to the same shop &amp;amp; get one black for herself.&lt;br /&gt;Walked home, bathed, ate &amp;amp; here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's chu xi ye.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I feel so bored. My dad just tell me to help out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Like, mop &amp;amp; clean the floooor. I still wanted to relax the whole day one leh. :/&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they just call brother to do. Like wth.&lt;br /&gt;So bias. I want become a guy also. D:&lt;br /&gt;Photos photos will be uploaded sooooon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noelle : Haha! Thanks for the tag. (: See you when school starts again. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rowena Darling : LOLS! I didnt floooood your tagboard leh~! How dare you, SLAP YOU! :D Haha! I dont want see your name. :D Loveyoudarling toooo! But, its not new year leh. Haha! I want zhun zhun 12 midnight see your message testing me saying happy new year. If not, I dont friend you! Bleahs! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weishen : Thanks for the tag eh. (: Relink tooooo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junsi : LOLS! What saddist. This is my hobbbbby!~ I just LOVE BITING &amp;amp; SLAPPING my darlings. ;D you want be the next target? I'll be so happy to do it.! :D Thanks, Jiayou for your art toooooo &amp;amp; also for your other subjects. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlene : Haha! Thanks, linked you already. (: Haahs. yeahs, your sister really is blur. Hope you're not the same as her ? :O Take care toooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn Darling : Haha! You kick me ? I cry infront of you, scream, bite &amp;amp; slap you. :D LOLS! Dont use luozhixiang to ci ji me, i tell you! Haha! Why cant tell me now, you make me curious already. .____. Missyou toooo~ Happy eating reunion dinner w/ his &amp;amp; your family. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jocelyn NG : Haha! Thanks. (:&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/8214600116791627158-1432116300083469895?l=k-englin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/feeds/1432116300083469895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-eat-sweeeeets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1432116300083469895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default/1432116300083469895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-eat-sweeeeets.html' title='I want to eat SWEEEEETS! ):'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8607867437003517514</id><published>2009-01-23T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:21:10.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post. :D</title><content type='html'>Spent almost 3 hours doing this blog. Longer than the time I used for my previous blog. .___. Too many things to update. So, everything. Cut, cut cut! :D&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year celebration is getting boring and boring after each year.&lt;br /&gt;Not much enthusiastic in the concert today. Felt like, SLEEPING! LOLS! Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, but I managed to get a MENTOS sweet by one of the mascots who threw the sweets around. I find my class mascots so cuteeee! ~ LOLS! Its really cute what.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, we didnt clinched anything. Sad, sadd-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Atika that Shafiq was quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, they really put in their best in doing the mascots. Wth man.! Like, so UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, they cant appreciate good stuff at all.&lt;br /&gt;I want my TWILIGHT booooook!~ Nevermind nevermind, getting soooon.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new bag tooooo!~ *stares* argh. So much things to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go to Simei to buy the book &amp;amp; my contact lens solution.&lt;br /&gt;But, aha. Didnt want to go afterwards. Its so strange to go w/ a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I'm not blaming you. Next time, alright?! (; Outing with Berries soooon! Okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch my luo zhixiang show already. Keke! Byyeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROWENA &amp;amp; JOCELYN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darlings, after reading both of your blog. Seems that, there's alot of things bothering you all eh. While, I seem to be so problem-free. LOLS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Really, no matter what happens. Kenglin will be always there for you girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My sweeties, my babes, my besties, my berries, my loved ones &amp;amp; my darlings. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nah, I'll get angry if I see anyone of you getting emo. Because, I dont want to see both of you sad leh! Dont make me go slap both of your faces man. D: although I always slapped you girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hehe! Cant blame me, thats my hobbbby! Wakakakaka! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, promised uh.? Wo men gou gou shou, yi qi zou peng you! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just to say that, I (L)ove you people. Darlings, because w/o both of you. I wouldnt be that happy, right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, I dont wanna see you all sad sad. So, I will try my best to make you all like a madwoman. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, 1 more thing to add. Conversation part uh.&lt;br /&gt; *Jocelyn alight the bus &amp;amp; she left her phone on the bus*.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's an uncle wanted to sit beside me, &amp;amp; then he told me.&lt;br /&gt;Old man : Girl, your thing on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;Me : HUH?! *look, &amp;amp; realised its Jocelyn phone* .___.&lt;br /&gt;Then got one PYSS guy &amp;amp; girl just beside me. Girl sitting down, guy standing up, infront of me. Then they started to talk. The guy suddenly talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;Guy : Oh, congrats eh. For finding a phone.&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Its hers laaaa~&lt;br /&gt;Me : Wtf! :/ Oh, its not mine laaaa. Its my friend one.&lt;br /&gt;Faster alight the bus since its the next stop. Damn, paiseh sia. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn ah jocelyn, dont be so careless can. I dont want pick up the mess for you anymore~ Because, very paiseh leh. D: arrrgh. Thats all lo. Find them so ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy New Year! XD&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can eat lots of pineapple tarts, sweeets, drink lots &amp;amp; lots of soft drinks. I bet, I'll gain weight after CNY. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, there's still training to help me lose my weight eh. Keke. :D&lt;br /&gt;Days seems to be passing so fast. &amp;amp; one blink, Jan is going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, O level is coming nearer and nearer. :/&lt;br /&gt;Worried for art. Damn lot and lot. Getting a B3 seeems so difficult also. I still thought, I can able to get distinction if I work hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhell, I feel like dropping. .___.&lt;br /&gt;B3 seeems very far for me to reach for, what am I going to do. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Art ah art, why you need to be complicated leh. I'm MAD! Due to the h/ws that tying me. Hellshiat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Photos will be uploaded next time. 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