<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158</id><updated>2009-12-16T07:51:49.428-08:00</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?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-englin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8214600116791627158/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>KENGLIN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16374981349774696118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2992566888881822973</id><published>2009-12-15T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T04:49:15.415-08:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7286800705261602945</id><published>2009-12-01T23:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:29:59.109-08:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2071297782562932100</id><published>2009-11-12T20:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:01:27.763-08:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3248915445305347028</id><published>2009-11-06T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:04:50.590-08:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-2451667219793966558</id><published>2009-09-19T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T04:49:04.217-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3784950949399099556</id><published>2009-09-10T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:13:38.877-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-3957308712925555229</id><published>2009-09-06T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:06:39.953-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4617462119486335889</id><published>2009-09-05T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:17:34.540-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6033570978614434071</id><published>2009-08-21T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:04:54.871-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7287370432154092533</id><published>2009-08-19T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T03:37:41.169-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7867632024993234044</id><published>2009-08-14T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:53:21.753-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-871804032394421899</id><published>2009-08-06T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T04:52:58.778-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-6338394989535448782</id><published>2009-07-17T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:23:48.250-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1609272565633735412</id><published>2009-06-23T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:06:03.037-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5308249332710307622</id><published>2009-06-11T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:58:41.468-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></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 xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-5184061292685204524</id><published>2009-06-02T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:48:08.383-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-9022553916436895943</id><published>2009-06-01T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:01:58.791-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7165439251062698362</id><published>2009-05-30T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:19:32.057-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></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 xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-4371711413141087153</id><published>2009-05-14T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:55:27.853-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-83931365909388015</id><published>2009-05-11T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:59:41.433-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-1383644142417290412</id><published>2009-04-21T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:47:53.835-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8434788392082380716</id><published>2009-04-20T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:30:20.770-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-8389059215167872616</id><published>2009-04-13T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:04:24.999-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-438446934755747666</id><published>2009-04-03T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T02:24:17.846-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214600116791627158.post-7577285905321020662</id><published>2009-03-27T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:10:52.114-07:00</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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01093190969152284143'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>