<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:42:30.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why All The Anger And Hate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5027533623294160805</id><published>2010-02-24T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:31:54.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>dunno what to do alr la u grrrr really really really really really really feel like bonking your head right now. bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk your head until got a giant bump. grawr but you'll scold me for being violent... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really just hope that we got a chance but u arent gonna give me. ok. attempting to power thru isnt working. time to go to plan b. n just wait and treasure every second i can b with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha mb i really got depression n ocd and borderline muahahha my mental psych is screwed thank god&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5027533623294160805?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5027533623294160805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5027533623294160805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u'll never know how much pain it's causing me when u say those words to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u never knew but now that u know it's just lidis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to O-town songs. all or nothing. so ironic that it perfectly describes our situation. even more ironic is the fact that U introed the song to me! hahaaa but thanks either way. mb it's fate or mb it's just luck HAHA! but at least this song's a source of comfort for me these nights. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u taught me to smile and to laugh when there was nothing in my life to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;u taught me to look on the bright side of life&lt;br /&gt;u taught me to love even when that love wasnt given&lt;br /&gt;now i want something more but i think it'll never be mine&lt;br /&gt;u r running further and further and i can't catch u&lt;br /&gt;i miss u so much but it's more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna hear your voice, see your face&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna feel your presence again&lt;br /&gt;u'll never know the comfort u bring to me&lt;br /&gt;u'll never know the hope you give to me&lt;br /&gt;i love u n hope u love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz more bad poetry really sld shoot myself where's the bloody gun. on a side note japan is awesome but i keep staring at my phone waiting for an sms that'll never come *duh* and at random photos in my phone to keep me happy. at least some part of u will always be mine. lolz i used to be happy to b called someone's fren. never really had that many frenz partly cos i push them away once they get too close. u got closer than anyone else, but now that ur this close, i wanna b closer but u just pull back. what can i do? if ur asking do i love u this much, baby i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay happy always! s happy always!!! stay happy always! omg ok i'm happy =) *smiles* *laughs* *hugs* *jumps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-Town - All or Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when he's been on your mind&lt;br /&gt;That distant look is in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I thought with time you'd&lt;br /&gt;realize it's over, over&lt;br /&gt;It's not the way I choose to live&lt;br /&gt;And something somewhere's gotta give&lt;br /&gt;A share in this relationship gets older, older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd fight for you but&lt;br /&gt;how could I fight someone who&lt;br /&gt;isn't even there&lt;br /&gt;I've had the rest of you now I&lt;br /&gt;want the best of you I don't&lt;br /&gt;care if that's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I want it all&lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sharing you with memories&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in my heart but I&lt;br /&gt;Don't show it , show it&lt;br /&gt;Then there's times you look at me&lt;br /&gt;As thought I'm all that you could see&lt;br /&gt;Those times I don't believe it's right &lt;br /&gt;I know it , know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me promises baby&lt;br /&gt;you never did know how to keep them well&lt;br /&gt;I had the rest of you now I want&lt;br /&gt;The best of you it's time to&lt;br /&gt;Show and tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I want it all&lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I&lt;br /&gt;Could lose it all if you've got no more room&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere inside for me in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I want it all&lt;br /&gt;Or Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be happy for u and right here for u no matter what happens. even after the day that u slap and kick me away cos that's the only way i can love u until u love me in the same way. that's all i can do now. and that's all i can ask of u. don't push me away even after ur with someone new. cos u mean the world to me even if i mean nothing at all to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8475639788224902240?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7489026538209655304</id><published>2009-08-10T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:34:07.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>omgomgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the first day of schhhh OMG NOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i think it really sux that the hols r over so quickly. like seriously. but the past few wks have been damn fun. lol. all the fun stuff like trial camp and medicamp and all those awesome memories. along with rag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medicine won best performance n most creative for rag! omg. n yes the dance was seriously some awesome shit. i still can't believe that they managed to do it cos i remember seeing the dance for the first time and having stuff going thru my mind like. shit this is going to die. lol but they did it. amazing seriously. omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i seriously believe in god now. cos i dont think the float cld have stayed together without some divine intervention. like seriously... it was falling appart on the way over to src. ok fine only the crane. and i was like fkfkffkfkfkfkfk i dont wanna touch this up tonight... amazingly only a bit of the other stuff fell off. so yeah. n yes the feeling of being part of all this was great. even tho i mostly errrr went down to entertain myself irritating ppl =) yes i'm a sadist go screw yourself in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. had a great tiem n i really dunno why i'm even bothering to type this out since this blog suddenly seems such a waste of time for me. but yeah. time o get on with life and start studying and to start gymming/training for floorball/going to hell yesss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7489026538209655304?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3271173991117703144</id><published>2009-07-04T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:31:27.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's fallen apart</title><content type='html'>actually i dont really know what to blog today. i'm tryin to hold everything together but i feel like the more i try the more i'm slipping off my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i argued with my parents again. i guess that there's no point tryin to hide it anymore. there's no way i'm going to b able to talk to them normally. not after what they did to me. not after all that shit. not with my heart and soul still in a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really a weird time to think abt all this. i mean c'mon it's the hols. but yeah things have a strange way of happening and i really guess that the hols r the only time when i'm 'free' to think about all this shit. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been really fair to many of my friends. but i guess that's the way i wanted stuff. when we were togehter, i was willing to give up everything i cld. but it was nvr enough. mb we just came from different backgrounds. mb we're just different ppl too different. i still think that we cld still b tgr. but u dont even wanna tlak to me. either way thanks for this lesson. i'm still weak. and i've only begun learning this lesson. i need to be stronger. i need to armour myself against everything adn anyone. cos the moment something slips through my defenses it's going to hurt me. so better to keep the world at bay than let someone come through. cos it's not worht the effort. i've been alone before. i'm always alone. mb that's just the way i'll die. alone as well but for the one in the deep regions of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still praying for you btw. and for you as well. i hope you get well soon. i think that it's really unfair that you have to go thru this. i meant every word i said abt you being too nice to die early. i can't really justify why i'm praying to a god who let's this happen to you. but it's alright. you're going to pull thru this cos that's what i believe and i'll make sure you pull thru even if i have to pull you by the hair =) so yeah. be strong. i can't fight with you. but i can try to give you as much support as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols whatever. i'm emo tonight. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3271173991117703144?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3271173991117703144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3271173991117703144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3271173991117703144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3271173991117703144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/07/everythings-fallen-apart.html' title='everything&apos;s fallen apart'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-2987108451441590445</id><published>2009-06-06T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:49:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>i realise i havent been happy all this while w/o you. i havent updated this blog that regularly since forever also. just no drive to blog i guess. i realise that i really dunno what i'm doing with my life. friends? i havent found much joy in them also. those whom i'm comfortable with and really enjoy being with know i guess hahaa cos they're probably the only ones i tell stuff to... the rest haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wonder what i did wrong... was i wrong to think that 2 ppl from worlds so different could be together and be happy just because we cld get along splendidly? like isnt it enough? isnt just the feeling and knowing that you really care for someone enough to bridge that gap put there by the artificial barriers our society employs to make sure that everyone has a place in the world? after all... if everyone's a king then wth r they kings of right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i guess. everyone keeps telling me to forget you. to move on. and yes i know it's not fair to anyone least of all myself to keep hanging onto you. but we dont even talk now. it's all in my mind. but i still see the picture hanging on my door (figurative if you think this is literal you're an idiot =P). maybe i really should move on... everyone says that we were nvr the correct match... o wells too bad... i guess i really wanna move on too. but i just can't. my mind keeps resetting to that day everything ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh nvm. time to move on with life. almost 6mths + alr... 8 if you wanna b picky. maybe it's really time to see the truth and move on... i only know that i never want to go through the same thing again unless if it's with you. n that's the only thing i'll keep to. so yeah. no more clubbing girls or girls who think they like clubbing or girls who like dancing at clubs. even if it's once in a while NO. i'm not going to take it again. come to think of it... fk that all. i dont wanna know anyone who clubs anymore m'gawd. i can't take it anymore. i totally dont see the fking point of going clubbing. not when i can drink anything i want to at home... or at bars n lounges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're there and you still read this i hope you see it. no matter what it seems... i'm still waiting for you. but i dont intend to wait forever. forever's too long for me to see. it's the now that matters and the now that calls to me. here's now and that's the way life is. dont make me keep looking into the future cos i'm sick of foresight. everything i did cldnt foresee where i am right now and i know that it nvr cld have. its time that i lived for the here and now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-2987108451441590445?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/2987108451441590445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=2987108451441590445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2987108451441590445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2987108451441590445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6310679647269529879</id><published>2009-04-22T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:01:57.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>i'm in medsoc lounge waiting for soccer to start. this is boring and stupid and i've studied the entire day alr and i feel like the world is coming to and end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i sld just start eating proper food. on the other hand. HECK EATING let's all starve and die of nutrition deficiency, etc etc etc etc etc and let my leptin levels go so low that they dont exist anymore. and let my heart have not enough energy to pump so that it can't keep racing everytime i think abt you or see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup time to die =) preferably b4 exams come so i can save the effort hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6310679647269529879?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6310679647269529879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6310679647269529879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6310679647269529879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6310679647269529879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/04/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1031501628788884709</id><published>2009-04-13T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:19:37.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>i've been feeling really irritated and down lately. unfortunately its not at someone. its just at the world generally. the more i think abt it the more i think this world would be prettier in about 300billionbillionbillion atoms. scattered all over the place and just mostly GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sux. and i finally lost it with my parents. i mean its just so damn fking ironic. to listen to a pair of ppl who always taught me to try to treat everyone fairly telling me abt why someone isnt gd enough for me etc. i mean like wtf. ya ya this happened god knows how long ago wif my ex and yes i stil can't believe how self-centered egoistic they are. case in point i finally lost it and now i dont talk more than necessary with my parents. hell if i care abt them anymore. pls die and b crucified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the fking point lar. srsly. of all this shit. i take shit and shit and shit. and i always end up forgetting and keeping quiet abt how fked up i feel. why? cos one day i'll get the chance to backstab and laugh. like i'll even backstab when the time comes. i hate stupid ppl. not ppl who r stupid but ppl who r too damn idiotic to realise when their words and actions arent in line. which is kinda why i nvr say i'm going to treat ppl nicely. cos i'm not going to. so too bad. suck it up and fk off fktards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya fk lar whatever dunno what's the point of all the shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1031501628788884709?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1031501628788884709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1031501628788884709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1031501628788884709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1031501628788884709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/04/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5002974551037410354</id><published>2009-02-23T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:48:15.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>i dowan to study but i have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to play comp games but there's nth else to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to watch tv cos tv is boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to think abt stuff but there's nth else to think abt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to bother abt this world but i'm not dead so i have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah fk lar. this is such a waste of my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope choo dussne puang sei this friday. i need to get a new stick and grip etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a separate note, friday's stayover at arjun's hse rocked. even tho it totally ruined my saturday and sunday. and i feel so damn shag right now even tho its been so manny days alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at least it helps to take my mind of stuff. damn irritating when ur reading and thinking of other stuff at the same time. multitasking is such a fking curse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5002974551037410354?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5002974551037410354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5002974551037410354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5002974551037410354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5002974551037410354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/02/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4514023607817878147</id><published>2009-02-14T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:16:22.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky day</title><content type='html'>wah lau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today really sucked. for a lot of reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had only a tiny sandwich for my sustenance all the way from 7? 9? till like 7at night. so i was freaking hungry. but just somehow got thru it. not like i eat a lot usually anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played WOW! after i 'attempted' to study. and failed. ppl stole my items which were supposed to be mine. rawr. then my dad kept grumbling at me to go off so he cld go out. which was damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go out and everywhere crowded like shit. so i felt seriously damn pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had to wait for damn long to get a table at even places like food court. which sucked. so we ended up eating carl's junior. which ALSO sucked. cos i kinda dont wanna eat too much there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! I BOUGHT CHOCS! omg! and i left them behind at carl's junior cos i was damn pissed so just forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! i freaking wanted to hit someone. but cldnt find anyone. grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not practicing my shots at home every night. according to ppl who played floorball with me on friday, my slap shot can crack plastic. those thick plastic tube thingys which make up the frame of the boards we use as goalies at floorball. i still doubt i really broke it. but well. that's what matthew said. at least i think it was matthew. which is gd. nw everyone will stay away from my shots. less ppl in the way = more goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to go relax and meditate. happy fked up day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4514023607817878147?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4514023607817878147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4514023607817878147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4514023607817878147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4514023607817878147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/02/sucky-day.html' title='sucky day'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1505752491696950477</id><published>2009-02-12T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:37:14.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perseverance</title><content type='html'>ya right. like that's ever going to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drifted in the air and floated on the water&lt;br /&gt;i soared in the sky and walked across the sea&lt;br /&gt;i levitated against gravity and&lt;br /&gt;i defied your laws&lt;br /&gt;i tripped at the end&lt;br /&gt;and fell into darkness&lt;br /&gt;unending&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1505752491696950477?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1505752491696950477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1505752491696950477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1505752491696950477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1505752491696950477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/02/perseverance.html' title='perseverance'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8649985804997283093</id><published>2009-02-10T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:08:47.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm staring into space as i type this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of tricks and strategems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of ways and methods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of techniques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of innovation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain doesnt work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm worst than dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of what else to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what not to do either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything i do seems just so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet everything i do seems to drive it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stretch out my hand to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you keep pushing it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd rather fall than be helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd rather fall than be supported&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i wrong? maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you wrong? probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've just screwed up and tried to look for sth that never existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you dont try you'll nvr know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are. secret voice in my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8649985804997283093?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8649985804997283093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8649985804997283093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8649985804997283093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8649985804997283093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-staring-into-space-as-i-type-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4330179216278821882</id><published>2009-01-23T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:41:42.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>so much has happened lately that i dont even know what to blog abt anymore. my life seems so damn complicated nowadays. last yr this time it was simple. just stuck in stupid NS. then after that i got myself a gf and life was still simple. just have to think abt more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now life seems so damn complicated. i get less slp than i did in NS and when i had a wild gf running arnd the place. i stay up till 3am to brood abt things. am i thinking too much? maybe. can i stop thinking? not until my mission is accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a promise to myself this yr that anything i want i'll get this yr. as in it wont fall out of the sky. DUH. i'll make sure that whatever i want, i get by working for it. and i'm going to damn well make sure that all comes true. for starters. getting better at floorball seems to be going my way alr. even tho i havent played that much. at the v least. i havent deteoriated. or howeer u spell la. like i care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah there r other stuff which r like srsly confusing me. =S n i think i sld stop burdening ppl with my probs. but aiya nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will end soon. i'll either be escatically happy or i'll be contemplating suicide. ok i wont die. but if i screw up, i think that ppl proly sldnt play with me floorball. i tend to take my anger out on ppl by smashing balls into their sensitive regions. aka groin, face and hands. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm CNY COMING! FREE $$! GD FOOD! *i think. apparently they dont have roast suckling pig this yr. or they r v rare*. so yeah. sigh. o wells. back to work =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4330179216278821882?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4330179216278821882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4330179216278821882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4330179216278821882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4330179216278821882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4257587351917467389</id><published>2008-12-26T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:10:07.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidayssss</title><content type='html'>YAY! the hols have been really good to me! watched quite a lotta movies. i thought that they were all great. btu my parents thought some of them were stupid so yeah. guess that's why they arent me. different tastes. haha n yes i thought yes man was the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. all the stuff i wanted to do during the hols haev all been accomplished. xmas present settled, new watch settled, slack a lot settled, buy epic gear for my WOW character settled, even go overseas settled (ok fine. its only to m'sia) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this period really made me realise how many friends i've lost or rather how many i've not kept in touch with over these few months. can't do anything abt it la. i guess. when ur nt in the same country and not even in the same time zone, things are bound to be weird and all. esp in communicating. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get on with life tho. sch term's starting and i still havent kept to my promise of exercising in the gym. only finally bought a new pair of gloves the other day when i went to m'sia. haha so yeah =$ and i gotta start practicing my floorball again, even though there's nth impt to play for anytime soon. it's my interest so yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup nice memories for the whole of december on the whole hehe. and yes like i always knew, going to m'sia did kinda screw up my life, and there wasnt much to do also so yup. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most impt thing for next wk, besides continuing to try to go out, would of course be to study! and go gym XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go off alr. so late hehe NIGHTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4257587351917467389?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4257587351917467389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4257587351917467389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4257587351917467389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4257587351917467389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidayssss.html' title='holidayssss'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6444189470848616027</id><published>2008-11-30T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:52:32.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all alone</title><content type='html'>guess i realised that i'm really mostly all alone in this world. thank god. was supposed to go out for present shopping today but it kinda failed cos no one was free/available/wadeva to go buy the stuff. too bad the stuff is like MUST buy... so yeah. i'll do it another day. alr got what i wanna buy in mind thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really gotta thank god for a wonderful week. yeah i know you've given me a lotta chances so yeah. i'm not going to screw it up this time. XD yeah yeah i'm not in the habit of openly thanking god but this time think you've really done it for me big man. so here's my way of thanking you extra specially since you're not into the whole sacrifices business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems kinda lame though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR CHRISTMASES IS DAMN GD!!! omg. lol i watched it last thursday and basically i thought the show rocked. of course there were other mitigating factors like i got a giant pepsi i couldnt finish for $2.80 (kinda forgot how that all feels before thursday), i slpt more than 4 hrs the night before (horror of horrors) and yeah well... I HAD FROSTY BAILEYs before the show AT TCC!!! (and i realised they dont have honey latte there anyone. damnit). and yeah basically a hell lotta other reasons but yeah. i KINDA dowan to type everything out right now so these r just 3 of the ones which i can rmb offhand. ok these r the 3 which i wanna type here. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note. today has been a totally wasted day and i couldnt concentrate on anything at all. so yeah. i'm going to go watch band of brothers. again. and then go n slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nighty nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6444189470848616027?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6444189470848616027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6444189470848616027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6444189470848616027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6444189470848616027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-alone.html' title='all alone'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7755831925266429511</id><published>2008-11-14T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:33:16.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>sometimes it sux when all ur plans work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its even worse when they work and u realise u forgot what to do after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather u dunno what to do next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7755831925266429511?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7755831925266429511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7755831925266429511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7755831925266429511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7755831925266429511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/11/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4397497785493222745</id><published>2008-11-06T08:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:04:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>thx for all the advice i've been getting from u guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the sometimes a bit useless stuff from some of u haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least its helping me think up of useless plans. well a bit. but yeah. no room for failure. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. been playing a hell lotta floorball this entire week and last wk, so i'm like super super super tired sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my entire body aches like crazy. even my legs. wth. damn pain lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. n i proly sld slp more but night is a good and quiet time conducive so scheming and thinking of weird stuff so yeah haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg. stupid physio pract soon and i kinda wanna eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sian... bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4397497785493222745?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4397497785493222745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4397497785493222745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4397497785493222745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4397497785493222745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3958254059807120464</id><published>2008-11-01T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:41:50.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wats worse</title><content type='html'>so anwyay i was wondering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling for someone and not beign able to tell that someone, or not feeling anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating someone and not being able to vent or not giving a damn abt that person at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my personal fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not knowing abt sth damn impt to your life, or KNOWING abt it. and finding everything's changed cos u know abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway screw all this. back to comp gaming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3958254059807120464?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3958254059807120464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3958254059807120464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3958254059807120464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3958254059807120464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/11/wats-worse.html' title='wats worse'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5627840840004970540</id><published>2008-10-22T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:31:59.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fk</title><content type='html'>today i lost my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yelled at jabba when he came over n was an ass. i fked nivedh (not literally) when he was goading and being an all round ass as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate fking losing my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing control of myself and its all because of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is it. fk the fking tennis racket. fk everything. i dont care alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to concentrate on what i want now. sry girl. u dont belong anymore. so fk off and go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvr seen anyone who can ask me with a straight face how to do sth after telling me nvr to contact him again. now i know such people exist. and all this was without even an apology or like even caring abt anything else. just hi how to do this. do i look like a fking dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk even a dog will fking bite the bastard/bitch's foot off and spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5627840840004970540?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5627840840004970540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5627840840004970540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5627840840004970540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5627840840004970540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/10/fk.html' title='fk'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4450984751645783491</id><published>2008-10-22T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:41:24.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>i think jabba is influencing me manz. wth i've been spending a hell lotta time watching crowded hse music videos. sighhh... oh wells. they r gd anyway and its healthy. destressing ma. haha so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if i sld go for the stupid physio lecture l8r. i mean wth man. CA is coming, there's no physio in it and U WANT US TO BLOODY HELL STUDY PHYSIO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn stressed. during day cannot slp but wanna slp. at night wanna slp but cannot slp. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking of someone and sth again HAHAHA only its a different sth n someone this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n its probably my floorball stick. damn frightened all my skillz go to hell alr cos i changed blade and now i havent played for an entire wk. worried i can't shoot anymore :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells the stick is supposed to help me what... so hopefully yeah it'll be ok. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... argh STOP THINKING ABT IT LA KNN!!! this is totally stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well stupider stuff have happened before. like someone still has my bloody tennis racquet and i kinda want it back so i can cut off all ties. but not going to ask. see how tmd some ppl can b. take stuff and dont return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos if say u give me and then i dun return is yin gai. i'll b fking pissed. guess not everyone knows the difference between LEND and GIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all a point of view anyway so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh... feeling so lonely. which again brings to my mind the idea that we're always lonely and that we only touch people briefly in our lives. so too bad i guess. i'll always be lonely. guess that's probably better for the world tho. and for my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. time to continue thinking abt how to make my evil plan succeed and then RULE THE GALAXY!!!! muahaha ok mebbe not rule the galaxy. but yeah u know what i mean. definitely end up with sth gd =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4450984751645783491?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4450984751645783491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4450984751645783491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4450984751645783491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4450984751645783491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/10/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6137225542545770134</id><published>2008-10-17T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:27:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Cabrera - True</title><content type='html'>I wont talk&lt;br /&gt;I wont breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wont move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside&lt;br /&gt;In the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attached to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm afraid to know the answers&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;br /&gt;To cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;br /&gt;To cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go I'll be&lt;br /&gt;On my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;br /&gt;To cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit can't get this song out of my head. spent 1hr humming it in bed last night when i was supposed to be attempting to slp &gt;&lt; tmd. oh wells. nvm. RAWRRRRRRR need to slp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6137225542545770134?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6137225542545770134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6137225542545770134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6137225542545770134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6137225542545770134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/10/ryan-cabrera-true.html' title='Ryan Cabrera - True'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-2446180429058849738</id><published>2008-10-16T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:03:58.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>bought a new blade for my floorball stick. some joker cracked it while i tackled him. i still dunno who and i dont really care. wanted to buy a new stick instead but since the blade was only $42, i guess the blade was kinda more worth it since my shaft still works fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why i give a damn abt this la. fk. i still keep having periodic emo periods when it's all i can do not to think abt u. actually no. i can't stop thinking abt u. fk. time to focus on sth. floorball is a damn gd tranquilizer. when i play floorball, all i can think of is the ball, the fake, the shot, the pass, the tackle, the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least it keeps my mind healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbe its time to start listening to more inspirational songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which i still havent found that cd album i heard on tv. can't rmb the name of it tho. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v sian of life la. is this all due to what happened? i dunno. sian of everything except floorball. mebbe i sld really marry my stick and live in bliss. tho it'll kinda b sad to have a wife that dussen talk, dussen react, u can't have sex with and who wont even help u clean the hse.. but well. at least she wont betray u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk la. dont even know why i'm typing all this shit when i cld b doing more productive stuff like studying, packing my bag or slping. but well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD THAT'S LIFE. NOT HAPPY JUST SHOVE IT UP UR ASS AND GO DIE N LEAVE ME ALONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-2446180429058849738?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/2446180429058849738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=2446180429058849738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2446180429058849738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2446180429058849738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/10/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8652703445869732090</id><published>2008-10-07T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:17:51.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will stand in the darkness and not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;if someone must walk the night, let that be me.&lt;br /&gt;no longer will i try to walk in the light.&lt;br /&gt;let this dark path be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8652703445869732090?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8652703445869732090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8652703445869732090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8652703445869732090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8652703445869732090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-stand-in-darkness-and-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-9190705778112201686</id><published>2008-09-24T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:55:53.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floorball</title><content type='html'>AHH!!! i can't take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been so many days alr n i still can't geddit out of my mind... RAWRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gamess... AHH!!! we slda won!!! Harun's freaking half court goal sld have been allowed... WHO THE HELL SCORES HALF COURT GOALS FROM A FREE HIT!!! ITS FKING IMPOSSIBLE!!! but he did it O.o amazing but true....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGINEERING'S FAULTY GOAL SLDNT HAVE BEEN ALLOWED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;med slda been first!!! haha budden again i guess it dussen really matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played hard... and i enjoyed the game a hell lot. esp the 4th game. before the semis and finals. the one where we like... scored 4 goals in 7 minutes... everyone was stunned la. cos the other team was gd. not some rubbish team. but they got demolished... like 100% crushed... so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not something that happens all the time. i felt like crying la. that game was really damn beautiful. oh wells. NVM LA!!! FK! GOT IT OFF MY CHEST!!! BACK TO MUGGING N SCREWING UP MY LIFE!!! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-9190705778112201686?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/9190705778112201686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=9190705778112201686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9190705778112201686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9190705778112201686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/09/floorball.html' title='floorball'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-273210152291688568</id><published>2008-09-18T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:43:16.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>so its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like almost 4 mths. give or take a few days its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what i did wrong dunno what happened. but i'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta mug and play more floorball. quite therapeutic u know. it hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr what a waste of my time and my life. not to mention all the time i wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i keep asking you to stop i dunno. but well. FUCK IT LA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt gonna continue anymore. time to meditate and focus on the next point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floorball this sat. hope i do well. havent been playing at my best. but well i've been distracted. no more distractions. i live for only floorball and to mug. with the occasional frenz session and WOW thrown in. time to focus and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT ALL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-273210152291688568?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/273210152291688568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=273210152291688568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/273210152291688568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/273210152291688568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7166904885202719365</id><published>2008-09-16T08:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:46:49.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>i can't slp at night cos i keep thinking abt stuff. i'm excited abt playing for medicine floorball this saturday but i'm damn unhappy with my form. i'm making stupid mistakes and i can't see the play. sometimes i run after the ball without really knowing what i'm doing. it dussen make any sense. i shouldn't be this lousy after having been playing quite regularly for the past few wks. ok fine. mebbe not seeing the play is like normal for me. but making stupid mistakes like letting the ball literally roll past me into the goal? dussen make sense. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't slp at night cos i keep thinking abt stuff which depresses me. think think think. the mroe i think the more depressed i get and then i really can't slp at all. wth. seems so damn stupid. i just feel like smashing sth up sometimes. its really so damn irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to start studyign kid. time to stop thinking abt stupid stuff and to start doing what u promised urself when u got that bloody ticket back to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop wasting your time on someone who dussen care and can't be bothered abt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harden your heart, close your mind, seal your soul, be as stone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7166904885202719365?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7166904885202719365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7166904885202719365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7166904885202719365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7166904885202719365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/09/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-235111369769182695</id><published>2008-08-29T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:03:15.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns</title><content type='html'>its lecture now but i'm tired and slpy. was watching wall.e last night. its not too bad. quite nice and touching at times i found. for a cartoon that is. the graphics were also really nice. the storyline was quite good especially since it was sort of like a not so subtle advisory about global warming and taking care of the planet. yeah. quite worthwhile getting a lot less sleep than i should be having, considering how tired and worn out i already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i should really sleep more. but my night times are spent on important stuff. and i guess i can't really spend my nighttimes in any other way. sleep isnt that important to me anyway. i guess. NS taught me to treasure my sleeping time, but to treasure even more the times i'm spending things doing things that i want to do. there's no point wasting energy and time doing stuff that u dont really enjoy when you could be spending time doing things that u enjoy and which benefit u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah. been playing company of heroes. thanks jiahua for the game. its really good although i find that the game play is a bit too linear. but at least the tactics are quite good. except that the enemy doesnt run after ur men. UGH. so u need to really mow them down. and somehow ppl can take down tanks more easily than i would have thought possible during world war 2. haha. nvm. its a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i should really start mugging as soon as possible. if i dont i'm probably going to regret it very soon. so yeah. no more time for slacking. this weekend is going to be the last full slack one. next one onwards, full steam mugg and DO TUTORIALS&lt;br /&gt;lol. i've been like rushing them on the day before they are due. currently its like only ethics so not that bad. wait till the real ones start coming out. think i'll like. DROWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. time to get on with life. floorball on wednesday was damn fun. played like a mad dog. and well... now i'm paying for it with a hell lot of pain. it hurts to move my back. my legs have more or less recovered, BUT now my shoulders hurt as well.. dunno what's going on la. it just hurts like mad all over. i think i either overstraied myself or just somehow got injured in tackling ppl or getting tackled. dunno. ok time to go n attempt to pay attention. BYEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-235111369769182695?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/235111369769182695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=235111369769182695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/235111369769182695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/235111369769182695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/08/yawns.html' title='yawns'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8825176416191201905</id><published>2008-08-19T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:51:05.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>lol long time nvr blog le. haha. so yeah. blogging nw from nus. XD damn bored cos they r doing acids and its srsly damn irritating when i think abt the fact that i've been doing this stuff for the past 2 yrs yet i stil seem to b doing this all over again in jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its ok la. but wth. can DONT LIKE DO BLOODY REVISION LECTURES?! like just meld it into the syallabus as a whole la. instead of having it as a separate lecture with nth more than just stupid stuff. i dont really wanna get revision... n since everyone here took chem in jc... i THINK MOST OF THEM DONT WANNA HEAR EITHER. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh damn irritating. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm la. shall attempt to listen &gt;&lt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to start thinking abt stuff again. i feel like i'm in this quandary. same one over n over again. i can't get out and i keep having no way to fully vent my fustrations sometimes. floorball helps but well... u need ppl to play with n its kinda hard seeing that most of the time no one arnd is playing. and thx to rj cancelling friday alumni night... THERE'S LITERALLY ONLY NUS TO PLAY AT... n up to right now i havent played a single game. since beginning of sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its only the 2nd wk. but its still damn fustrating. i want to grab my stick n whack some balls. lol. n i got kicked out of floorball trails. not surprising considering the fact that 1. i slpt only 2 hrs the night b4 the trials. 2. i was like probably the slowest there. the guys there were all fking fast. even tho half of them probably dunno how to play at all. u run run run poke arnd with the stick. confirm can get the ball lo. esp if ur doing it in packs like they were doing last wk. bloody hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno la. i just feel super emo today. grr. k shall go off n emo by myself in the safety of my mind. RAWRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8825176416191201905?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8825176416191201905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8825176416191201905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8825176416191201905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8825176416191201905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/08/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8643485152934591064</id><published>2008-07-25T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:52:02.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rag n musings</title><content type='html'>this wk's been really bz. been down for rag almost everyday. and on days which i'm not stuck doing rag n begging (sometimes literally) ppl to come down, i'm like at home emoing. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i kinda sat down and thought abt what i've been tryin to hold on to. why try to hold on something that's gone forever. think its time to move on. no one cares. and i definitely know that u dont give a damn. maybe you dont mean it. maybe that's just the way u are. but i can't accept that. i can't accept that u say u'll treat me better but there's like totally nothing different. it's like. WHAT ARE U FIGHTING FOR? i dont know anymore. at first i thought maybe i was fighting to keep us together. but there's no such thing. if u break u break. if u stay together ur together. so yeah. i'm not gonna fight anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to fill my life with more meaningful things. love is all well and good. but its time to get serious abt life again and to study. play hard, study harder. that's gonna be my motto for this yr. i'm gonna mug like a crazy dog, and i'm gonna play floorball till my ass drops off. i got it all worked out. wednesday floorball with the medicine ppl, friday floorball with the rj alumni (actually its the same grp. XD) so yeah. in between i'll hang out with my og and with friends who've been there with me through one of the toughest months of my life. thx for everything and all the care and concern guys! (n gals) haha. but yeah. i know i may not always say it, but i'm really grateful for everything. and yes even to zheng hong with his constant NYP NYP NYP. -.- cb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hanging out with my og this wk made me come to the realisation that i dont need to fill the empty space with one person. i dont need a bloody girl who uses me. or rather who makes me feel used and pissed half the time. fill that space with friends who'll be with u all the way. have a heart big enough to make your life's journey worthwhile. i think that's what i wanna have. no point tryin so hard at something which will nvr work out, which was and is not the best option for u. i think its time for me to come back to myself. sorry to those (ok fine. u) who's gonna be left behind. i think u'll find solace in the fact that u'll still get to live your life anyway you want. not like i screwed up ur life. i think its actually better than b4 we got together. either way. enjoy ur life and live on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always told myself to never look back. think its time i started listening to myself. its time to move on. goodbye yesterday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8643485152934591064?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8643485152934591064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8643485152934591064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8643485152934591064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8643485152934591064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/07/rag-n-musings.html' title='rag n musings'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-567703650227658987</id><published>2008-07-18T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:39:08.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa! n stuff</title><content type='html'>alrite. like i promised here's the stuff. went to sentosa ytd. which explains why i'm so shagged. day was quite nice. i was on time for a change O.o haha. met at harborfront mrt station with the peeps. enghui n yiding came along too. then we were like yayaya n wait for the late comers -.- wth laaa... go slack also got ppl late. haiii. haha jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah. then went to sentosa. spent the morning playing captain's ball. n i got chosen to b the captain n i got dunked. actually not really dunked la... cos its like self dunking so yeah. ahahah. but anyway it was fun. yeah. getting wet was fun as well... then after the few games of captain's ball, everyone was like super tired n we went for lunch. XD end of morning. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon... went back. lionel tried to get everyone interested in discussing cip next saturday. but well... hahahaha. I HATE MEETINGS!!! RAWR!!! if they r in real life that is. ahahaha. so yeah. then after that we played water captain's ball! ZOMG! haha. n paul was the captain of the team which lost, so he had to do a forfeit. it involved him like going n getting some random guy's contact, or getting that guy to tell him where he bought his sarong. the worst part was that when paul was asking, the guy stripped off the sarong!!! ZOMG!!!! gd thing he was actually wearing stuff underneath. ahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah. after that slack slack slack. we all went n sent enghui off at tram station, then went back, played some uno then back into the water for some super short monkey game b4 we left for suntec city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec city to watch dark knight. holy shit man. that show was seriously uber gd. i want to watch the whole show again. i think the storyline was damn gd n ur like on the edge of ur seat all the time. n two face and the joker were both played damn well. batman was well... batman. so yeah. he sld probably talk less n hit ppl more. but well. that's life. not everything works the way u want it to. anyway yeah. watched the show, then we went to carl's junior for dinner again. LOL. at like 10plus. after that took a train home so yeah. that's the end of the story. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaa ok some random musings. i'm super high right now and i dont even know why when i sld b damn shagged after having played floorball for like 2hrs plus. haha. tongs n matthew n shaf n hakeem came back to play with us. n i just discovered that dunno how many of the ppl i've been playing with for a yr or more are all in medicine yr 3 yr 4. -.- WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. anyway yeah. its finally over. after talking to random ppl all arnd i finally realised that i guess we arent meant for one another. i can't stand ppl who change every few seconds. and until u can like stop disguising and being true to what u really feel, nth can come of what happened between us. i was like damn down n sad all this time, but now that i've finally thot it thru, i feel DAMN HYPER! wth. i'm so damn hyper i irritate myself. so yeah. guess that's the end of the road. gdbye n thanks for all the fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-567703650227658987?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/567703650227658987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=567703650227658987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/567703650227658987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/567703650227658987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/07/sentosa-n-stuff.html' title='sentosa! n stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3549947248996440318</id><published>2008-07-17T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:52:53.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>oops. i feel hated again. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted to type sth nice out here abt sentosa. but i decided not to cos my BRAIN IS TOTALLY FRIED. LIKE FKING FRIED. its like u dipped the whole shit thing in a boiling bowl of oil n now its sizzling and popping. its fking fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i feel hated. n boohoo. i dont need to b popular or anything. that's life. and that how i'll live it. i'll b myself and that's the only promise i swear to keep forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to die. bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3549947248996440318?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3549947248996440318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3549947248996440318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3549947248996440318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3549947248996440318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8056377349718596213</id><published>2008-07-12T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:00:36.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floorballllllll</title><content type='html'>wheee!!! FLOORBALL LAST NITE DAMN GD SIA! MUCH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn freaking fun. only got like 3 to 4 full lines, so everyone was like MAXIMUM GAMEPLAY. zomg. then i play all over again. even tho most of the time i quietly slack at the back. haha. woots. yay at least i havent deproved that much even though i havent played for like 5 wks or so. hai. last wk quite wasted. how i know everyone else went back besides the j2s, j1s and teachers RAWR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i find it quite weird i guess. its like all the peeps i've been playing floorball with for the past 3 yrs, this yr are my batch mates O.o so funny. haha. then its like jian hong is in same course as me even tho he's 2 yrs older. quite weird la haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah. that's abt it i guess. going to b uber bz next wk. so guess i better start getting ready n sorting out my stuff. but yeah. i guess its really over. time to move on with life. i refuse to b affected by such stuff. its time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song nice song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savage Garden - Hold Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;If we can't find a way out of these problems&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe we don't need this&lt;br /&gt;Standing face to face&lt;br /&gt;Enemies at war we build defences&lt;br /&gt;And secret hiding places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to hold me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to make the first stand&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'm finding it&lt;br /&gt;hard to be your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;More than angry words I hate this silence&lt;br /&gt;It's getting so loud&lt;br /&gt;Well I want to scream&lt;br /&gt;But bitterness has silenced these emotions&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;So tell me isn't happiness&lt;br /&gt;Worth more than a gold diamond ring?&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to do anything&lt;br /&gt;To calm the storm in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the praying kind&lt;br /&gt;[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/hAq ]&lt;br /&gt;But lately I've been down upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Not looking for a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Just a reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to hold me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to make the first stand&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'm finding it&lt;br /&gt;hard to be your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember not long ago?&lt;br /&gt;When we used to live for the nighttime&lt;br /&gt;Cherish each moment&lt;br /&gt;Now we don't live we exist&lt;br /&gt;We just run through our lives&lt;br /&gt;So alone&lt;br /&gt;That's why you've got to hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;If we can't find a way out of these problems&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe we don't need this&lt;br /&gt;Standing face to face&lt;br /&gt;Enemies at war we build defences&lt;br /&gt;And secret hiding places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to hold me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to make the first stand&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'm finding it&lt;br /&gt;hard to be your man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8056377349718596213?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8056377349718596213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8056377349718596213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8056377349718596213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8056377349718596213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/07/floorballllllll.html' title='floorballllllll'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1023835416461401489</id><published>2008-07-10T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:02:49.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicamp</title><content type='html'>woots so yeah camp's finally over. quite fun la. was quite emo thruout the entire camp but at least it helped me to forget abt stuff and try n move on. guess i'll nvr really move on but yeah that's life. hope for the next thing i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah. let's c. camp really started last saturday when got to meet the various pppl in the og. yeah. had quite a lotta ppl whom i dunno. the rj ppl i know as in got c face b4 but dunno as in dunno them personally. so yeah. then after some random games, instead of staying for food and movie, we went out to nydc for drinks and foodstuff. haaha so yeah. quite gd. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah that's saturday. been feeling really down for the past few days so sorry if i can't really rmb what happened b4 mon this wk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was quite fun. went to nus pgp there early in the morning to gather. saw the storyline thingy for the camp. quite funny n obv done b4 reuben. lol. i only when i went to camp then i realised that dunno how many of the ogls r ppl that i've either seen b4 or ppl whom i actually know from before. haha. anyway then got some weird amazing race where gotta like run across whole of singapore n look for clues that sorta stuff. but the og quite relax de. so we ended up spending most of our time slacking, walking slowly and enjoying ourselves rather than rushing for no rhyme or reason. haha. surprisingly we didnt come in last even tho we spent so much time slacking and we took so long to get to the finish point without even completing all the stations. hahahaa. so yeah. after that nth else. night hunt was cancelled so spent the night walking from the chalet out to changi village to go n get some stuff to drink. bought some pepsi, and barcadi coke to drink. haha. so yeah. quite enjoyable. went with marcus, ajun and some of the girls. n i realised that we were just behind HENDON camp! OMG&gt;&gt;&gt; hahaha. so yeah. but dint c anyone i know thruout the 4 days so yeah. quite sad. so yeah. but cos i only know how to go to changi village by one way, we kinda ended up taking quite a lotta time to get there &gt;&lt; XD. after that at night spent a bit of time playing poker cos i cldnt slp. then finally went to slp. some ogl had a set of the poker chips. ugh. I WANT A SET OF THAT AS WELLL!!!! RAWR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. went back then slp. next day wake up n then station games. so spent the day enjoying myself having fun. i can't really rmb all the stations so i'll just talk abt those whihc i can actualy remember. first station was some weird game station where ur supposed to play catching. quite fun but i can't rmb much else. only one i really rmb was the super traumatising one. ur supposed to pass an egg thru the clothes of the guys. n the girls r supposed to use only one hand. lionel was the first in the line and he got 2 cracked eggs b4 everyone finally figured out how to do it correctly XD. damn sick la. but nvm. fun i guess. then tug of war, funny game where ur supposed to like play scissors paper stone with ur opponent while making ur way across a row of chairs, 3 legged soccer, forming of a chain and crawling along the beach, then using materials gathered while crawling to cook an egg, then also got some other games which i can't really rmb alridy. got damn dirty cos after i got wet accidentally in the sea, decided might as well get totally wet n went into the see whole body. then there was also random fun dunking victims into the sea so yeah. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that rest of the afternoon was mostly slacking and preparing for the dinner item we were supposed to put up. cooking and dancing. lol. i went to help with buying food, which the guys asked for cos they wanted some chips to eat as well. somehow the chips werent really touched but that's all well n gd i guess. the dinner item not too bad, then after that went to changi village for supper cos everyone quite hungry. then went to the chalet and played poker till abt 2am lidat when we went for fright night. fright night was damn well done. i felt. cos its like quite realistic and the 'ghosts' were all well played. then its like quite gd setting as well. and the initial fright that they were trying to pull off, saying that there was a real ghost, also quite gd cos everyone believed to the point that a couple of them didnt go in anymore. haha. so yeah. damn nice la. but i dun wanna talk abt it. haha. just that it was quite gd. i didnt really get scared cos i kinda expected what they wld do, but the makeup and the settings nad everything were really well done. sry la. i go so many haunted house until kinda know what is where laaa. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wait. after go back, we didnt slp. haha. we were talking abt them planting a spy into the og. as in one of the ogls posing as an m1 in our og. then zheng hong found out abt it from someone else, and we were discussing. then alridy like everyone decided to go n diu that guy in our og. haha. like test to c whether its true anot. so the next day he got quite a lotta shit until he finally admitted. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slp, ytd morning woke up, went for wargames. wargames quite fun, the first game that is. when got the ppl running arnd tossing waterbombs at the mummies. haha. then we all arrowed the plant in our og, alorn to go n b the mummy. he kinda guessed alridy from that morning cos we were doing funny stuff at him in the morning, then reuben was evesdropping while we were like talking the night b4 after fright night. then its like he cldnt do much also la. haha. so yeah. then its like quite fun. hahaha. run arnd toss water bombs. damn fun. budden also got some ppl dman rough. i got rugby tackled by one guy. felt myself flying thru the sky for a while when he tackled me. like seriously wth man. anyway after that then there was this weird massive chicken fight when u like form chains n grab other ppl's tails. then that's abt it alridy i guess. can't rmb anything else abt the thing. after that we grabbed alorn n dunked him into the sea, after which he finally admitted that he was the mole -.- LOL. then i think the girls were damn frightened that we were going to dunk them as well cos when we asked them to come over, they stayed damn far away. hahahaha. yeah. o we dunked reuben as well. n then he got back at me by getting me dunked as well when only my bottom half was wet -.- wth. then he was like mindgaming us that there was another mole. n gj. yan zheng asked me whether i was O.o wow LOL nvm random fact of the day. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon played soccer then finale le. quite fun la. finale was screwed up. we were supposed to auction using the points that we got from participating in the games. then we spent all our points on a bunch of erasers with national flags printed on them. WOW! lol. but nvm la. all in the name of fun i guess. ahahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went back n slacked off. my dad helped me send down my xbox. so yeah. but we kinda didnt play in the end cos not enof ppl n one of my controllers was spoilt so yeah. haha. reuben kept making us do truth or dare. and i did truth lol. aiya nvm. then after that played poker till quite late, spent the rest of the time talking rubbish. or rather i spent most of the time listenin to ppl talking rubbish. haha. after that finished, then went to slp. slpt for only a couple of hours before packed up n went home. really enjoyed the camp. guess u dont have to b damn super enthu to enjoy a camp. just as long as u really bond n talk to the ppl arnd u, then it'll b gd enof., haha. so yeah. i had fun n now i'm going to go n slp NIGHTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1023835416461401489?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1023835416461401489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1023835416461401489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1023835416461401489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1023835416461401489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/07/medicamp.html' title='Medicamp'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8568350929359310195</id><published>2008-07-06T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:10:11.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>woots. been so long since i last posted. hai. n so much has happened that i dun wanna talk abt. anyway nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 n a half mth. dont dream its over. time to get on wiht life n look fwd to the next big thing that's ahead of me. so yeah. time to get serious chia. time to start mashing those books. as soon as u actually get them yeah. but at least we're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8568350929359310195?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8568350929359310195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8568350929359310195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8568350929359310195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8568350929359310195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8525861426565976009</id><published>2008-05-26T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:34:15.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>last sat was damn magical. yeah 24th may 2008. i'll rmb that day forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was having a random dream, then this voice in me told me it was time to wake up. i sat up in my bed, n heard my dad yelling that i'd gotten into medicine. i was like O.o wth. n went back to slp thinking its a dream. then next moment, my dad came in, shook me awake n showed me the nus website telling me i'd gotten into medicine. i was like O.o but yeah. haha. then that afternoon the letter came in. so yeah. magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the only reason. yeah. i spent a damn happy afternoon. seems damn weird still to me. like why of all ppl me? i mean i'm gd to u. n its gd to know that u know i'm gd to me. but me? so many other guys out there. i'm not complaining. i love u too. muchly. but yeah. sometimes it just feels still damn weird to me. so yeah. guess nth i can do abt that. anyway i really enjoyed being with u last saturday. despite u constantly looking over ur shoulder thinking u were going to b caught by ur classmates. n me getting actually caught by my classmates. but yeah. i really enjoyed it. its different from our usual hanging out, but i still enjoyed it a hell lot. i hope u enjoyed it too. i know nth lasts forever but i just want this to last forever till eternity. so yeah. only forward from now onwards k? much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8525861426565976009?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8525861426565976009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8525861426565976009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8525861426565976009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8525861426565976009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/05/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1161912677986657459</id><published>2008-05-07T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:02:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff again</title><content type='html'>lol got nth much to type but tot i'd just update for the fun of it since i've got nth much to do haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been quite bz for the past few wks. med interview, law interview, med essay, law essay, interviews... XD sighh... n just when i tot it was all over, i got another one out of the blue on friday. thanx! jeez. ok la. gd n bad in different ways i guess. its good cos well... another chance to get a scholarship, but bad in that well... i've gotta prepare for yet another interview. AHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. guess i'll write abt last thursday. went out with a certain person -.- who drained my wallet. thx ar... n then yeah. but had quite a lotta fun.haha. watched iron man, n then had dinner, lunch, pooled that sorta stuff. yes michelle. i know it was my fault for asking u to slack with me. so yeah. but too bad. my wallet's still empty! n i get to complain! whether its my fault anot. mauhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah then erm. sat went for rj dance night with ahem yea. again LOL stupid la. why i such a nice guy de. ahhaha. go grab the tix for nth lol. but nvm. arranged liao n all so yeah. just go n watch la. not like i've been to anyone of them dance nights b4? XD n yea. saw like random juniors all over the place... all staring at me -.- wtf. just cos i dress back normally... aka wear shirt n jeans instead of polo t-shirt... everyone see like O.O. n just cos i with girl... -.- n no she's not my gf. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, i tot dance night was quite gd. like they all really put in quite a lotta effort. so yeah. but i tot the song n dance coordination was a bit bad for some of the chinese performances. sry lo. really a bit out. like got some damn majestic show, but the dance like not that powerful :S ahaha ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yes i'm sry i keep pissing u off these few days. but to b honest. i think ur also quite touchy these few days for reasons which i can guess at but i shan't tell u :D so yeah. stop being so touchy! wth! its like talk to u then like cactus. get my finger all pricked and bleeding. WTH!!! hahahaha okok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go off le. yay gd nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1161912677986657459?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1161912677986657459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1161912677986657459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1161912677986657459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1161912677986657459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-stuff-again.html' title='random stuff again'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8627502998045009224</id><published>2008-04-20T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:52:20.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>lol i was looking thru all the previous posts and i just like realised how many of them have the title 'random stuff'. but oh wells. i'm lazy to think up of gd titles. and tonight's definitely not one of my better nights. my eyes hurt, and they r like 100% red. mebbe cos i stared too long at the comp screen. mebbe cos my allergy's acting up. i dunno. i only know they hurt like man. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a really bz wk for me. even tho i've been in camp everyday, going home late at night and going back early in the morning, i've got like seriously too much to do. especially these last few days when i've been prepping for my med n law interviews, while also tryin to do as much current affairs reading up as possible for my thursday assessment center with ministry of foreign affairs. seriously i know this sounds damn repetitive but army really screws up ur life. last time i'd b able to take all the time i need to prepare for all this. now i gotta cram everything into basically two days. cos i'm stay out, i got a couple more hrs than the average person, but for most other ppl, two days. and anybody who has a decent work ethic will tell u that 2 days is too little to do a gd job for anything. gd thing i usually geddit rite on my first try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. anyway got a hell lotta stuff to do. havent even done my law essay, while i've like only just finished my medicine essay. really hope to get into medicine. the deferment thing is secondary, but well i really wanna study medicine. n cos i got a master plan. so yeah... not getting into medicine will screw me up badly n make me hav to use my secondary plan. which will suck cos i dont think i'll be as happy :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway yeah. in this screwed up state of mind, i guess i'll do some reflections. really thankful for all the wonderful... and screwed up friends that i've made over the past few yrs. especially within the last 6 mths or so after a lvls when i sorta came outta the shell and decided to attempt to stop burying my head in my books or comp. haha really thx for all the stuff. n thx to jo for letting me pwn her at pool at last. not my fault that when i learn how to do stuff... i get skill jumps... n yes the ball jumps a lot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n thx to mich for being screwed up with me as well... yes... thx for the late night calls n the interesting anecdotes abt how screwed up u feel going clubbing especially when random stuff happens to u. but no i'm not gonna go clubbing unless someone pays for me. and buys me earplugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx to xek n syen n the wow gang from camp. yeah yeah. i know i'm a bastard. the only fucktard who gets to stay out thx to his allergy. not my fault. but yeah. actually its no one's fault. so i dont blame u guys. but well. haha. thx for intro-ing me to wow. altho i doubt i'll stay on. seems a bit boring XD but ok keep that to myself. *waves fingers* u didnt see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else i left out? o rite. thx to trish for being fun to talk to, jingwei for chatting till late even tho we met only randomly at the stupid DSTA interview. haha somethings just fated la. 2 yrs in the same sch n i know who u r but dun tok to u. then outta the blue meet at some stupid interview. thx to the bros for listening to my late night complaining when i first got posted to my current hellhole. thx for everything yall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx to all my floorball juniors who still rmb me, and make me feel great everytime i go back down on fridays. when i can. haha. u guys rock. ok the girls rock too. even tho i rarely talk to u all. XD but yeah. floorball still rocks. and i'm still in love with floorball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yeah. i dont usually do this but thx to god n everyone else upstairs who've blessed me and given me these opportunities to get a scholarship, to study medicine n law. now all i gotta do is grab them n do well for the interviews. the rest's in my basket. the ball's in my court. its time to play some ball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8627502998045009224?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8627502998045009224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8627502998045009224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8627502998045009224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8627502998045009224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5580628750272385963</id><published>2008-03-23T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T02:08:32.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>went out early today. was with jo in the morning raising my blood pressure over her exam papers. lol!!! like really raising my blood pressure. then went to pool with her. XD n i finally realised sth! i can't pool with finesse... when i pool... i need to hit the ball like hard... n it needs to make a lotta noise... OTHERWISE IT WONT FRICKING GO IN. like when i try for gd shots... with just enough power, the ball dussen go in. when i power... the ball amazingly goes in O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah XD. then even better... i got a triple kill today. n my splitting is imba. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet my pet at city hall there... n my pet almost fainted... awww... ok la. not met. not my fault i bought her for fun XD. so yea. too bad XD. then have drink at tcc... watch her stone... lol n thx for catching me pok. hope u get ur spf scholarship. altho i can't for the life of my imagine who will wanna stay in the police/scdf/saf for longer than necessary. that's ur choice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok feeling damn depressed now. for some strange reason... so yeap. guess i'll go n slp first &gt;&lt; or sth. yeah. ok going off. nights all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5580628750272385963?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5580628750272385963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5580628750272385963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5580628750272385963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5580628750272385963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/03/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8189849593950179151</id><published>2008-03-22T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:25:33.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so that's the way its gonna b eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough that u have to piss me off, u have to spit in my face, cut me n rub salt into my wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its alrite. really. i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just try me. i havent let loose in a really long time. try me. see how far u wanna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos when i let go. i really let go. n nth's gonna stop me when i go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope ur ready for this. cos this means war. n i mean it. its not some lame shiet saying WAR WAR WAR! let's fight then 2 kids start punching one another. i really mean war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur gonna pay kid. i just hope ur pocket's deep enough. cos ur gonna need every single last penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note. Airrivals rox. thx to SCO man. wow everyone's like back. n better. n it feels just like the old game, only a bit better. n i still own. quite well heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8189849593950179151?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8189849593950179151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8189849593950179151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8189849593950179151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8189849593950179151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-thats-way-its-gonna-b-eh-not-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-683525795337760316</id><published>2008-03-15T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:27:53.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musings in time</title><content type='html'>so i was sitting here n thinking abt whether to blog or not. so i decided to just blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back a lvls quite some time ago. about one wk or so i think. and well... wasnt too happy abt how i did. guess that when ur in rj, u expect everything to b perfect n once there's sth less than perfect everything seems like shit. but then again i didnt do well for econs n h3 chem which r like my worst 2 subjects so it dussen really hurt that badly. at least my GP owned. i got the grade i expected so yeap. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much la. Passed out on tuesday. so yeah. quite happy to finally b out from tekong. and i hope not to ever have got to go back to that godforsaken place. but yeah. whatever. even if i go back, dont think my attitude will b the same? cos i'll b enjoying life there more than i did so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh really hope that i'll get to book out everyday when i get my postin and all. lol. but haix. have to see first and just hope for the best i guess. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. sld say hi to michelle n yuting here even tho i added yuting quite a long time ago. but yeah. better late than never right? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. now all i gotta do is wait n see what happens next. will i get my wish? or will it b whisked away all over again. if i could reach for the stars, i'd pluck them all down, so i could make them look even better. its hard not knowing what's gonna happen in the near future, especially when everything is almost entirely out of your control, but yeah. i will persevere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go all. nightey nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-683525795337760316?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/683525795337760316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=683525795337760316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/683525795337760316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/683525795337760316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/03/musings-in-time.html' title='musings in time'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3850859204240335647</id><published>2008-02-24T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T11:31:42.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>yawns. dunno why i'm so damn tired. mebbe havent been slping enof. i dunno. abt 3 to 4 more days till my medication is over, but the stupid cough hasnt gone away yet. bloody irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lvls out this friday i think. =S haha dunno whether i sld b like freaking frightened or just like ok. lol. after all... can't change the results anymore isnt it. unless there's like some mega screwup at cambridge. lol. then again, my results still wont actually change. only become relatively better or worse XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. wanna xbox but lazy to dig out the stupid 360 from the hole i dumped it in. or rather, the hole my mum dumped it in &gt;&lt; slda kept it safely somewhere convenient so got no problems getting it out. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been going out with jo quite a lot. cos the retard has so much stuff to ask n her vectors is like psychotic... -.- if still nvr learn ar... i'm gonna like kill her or sth. lol. ok la mebbe not kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmz... dunno what's gonna happen next wk la. just waiting to apply for university and hopefully i'll be able to get into medicine. wanna bcom a doctor, but i also dunno whether that's what i really wanna do next time. just taking life one step at a time n seeing whether it'll bear any fruit. lol. i dont really have any life plan yet &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i dont care what anyone else says or what they think. as far as i am concerned NS is really a freaking waste of my time. if i had a bloody time turner or sth lidat, i'd just fast forward till after these 2 wasted years. but i can't. so fuggit. mebbe i'll take up a part time course or sth. i dunno. see first. dont wanna really waste 2 yrs of my life for absolutely nth at all. screw it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to go back to slp. brb in the afternoon. THE late AFTERNOON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3850859204240335647?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3850859204240335647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3850859204240335647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3850859204240335647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3850859204240335647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8648722497167092642</id><published>2008-02-19T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:02:39.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shid</title><content type='html'>my cough still here. n it fucking wont go away. n i still cant talk. this sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 5 days its like there's totally no fugging improvement in my voice at all. so damn irritating. take all that medicine for totally nothing at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well. it was all free so dussen really matter does it? budden again... anything that's free is probably not gonna b a gd thing so yea. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so damn bored. wanna go back camp le. but doctor gav me another day of mc. n well... my fever still pops up n disappears. came back just now with 37.3 then disappears. wish it'd just make up its mind, if it wanna come, then just come n get my knocked off n into hospital with 39degrees fever. instead of like this. appear, then disappear, then appear again ugh. so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medicine is making me drowsy. n staying at home while sick sux. wld rather b in tekong than here cannot go out n being sick n coughing up blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm really coughing up blood like mad. along wth phelgm n anything else i can think of coming out from my mouth. besides vomit &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lvls coming out soon. cant really wait. really wanna get them back n gloat/cry/moan over the results. like just get them done n over with man. wtf at all this waiting for them. sooner they r out the better. i can get on with life. apply for uni n scholarships n what not n get on with my life &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to go n slp. yeah i know its early but i'm drowsy n on medicine. cyall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8648722497167092642?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8648722497167092642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8648722497167092642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8648722497167092642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8648722497167092642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/02/shid.html' title='shid'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-46707010475002240</id><published>2008-02-17T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:31:38.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>am fugging pisse off. cos i'm sick. i dont mind being sick. most of the times its just inconvenient. getting sick during BMT is what most ppl wld term gd. esp if u get to stay at home. BUT FUCKING LOSING MY VOICE IS PISSING ME OFF!!! I CAN'T FUCKING STAND THIS! I'D RATHER GET A FUCKING FEVER RATHER THAN LOSE MY FUCKING VOICE! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry for vulgarities. been bottling it up for damn long. ever since i lost my voice. went to slp all ok. wake up next morning. bam. voice gone. its been 3 days alridy n my voice still isnt back. still almost as bad as ever. damn fugging irritating. next wk is field camp. cant say i'm looking fwd to it, but well... with this stupid mc, there's always the chance i might hav to re-field camp with another company, even tho i'm not supposed to even go for it n i'm only staying over at nite? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn stupid. can't take it anymore. fuck this cough. cant get rid of the phelgm. cant talk. can't do a single thing. fugging irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate all this fucked up world. if u had my virus, u wld too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-46707010475002240?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/46707010475002240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=46707010475002240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/46707010475002240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/46707010475002240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/02/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1767266985719797047</id><published>2008-02-06T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:02:29.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS</title><content type='html'>ok so i got back out of my 2 wks confinement. haha. i think i'm damn slack. go in there and whole day sit there stare and stone... wth cos my health got problem. so excuse this excuse that excuse everything... n my hand still hurts but well... that's my problem. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway 2 wks confinement wasnt as bad as i thought. i still dont really like having to go into NS but well... i'm alridy in and not gonna come out anytime soon unless i get a scholarship or go medicine so yeah. hav to just slog out these 2 stupid years and hope i dont become retarded due to lack of brain usage. so yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. gotta remember to call the 2 retards/sms them so i can arrange outings this wk ahahaha. so much stuff i wanna do n so little time. seems like forever since i last touched this baby --- my laptop sickos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wells. got so much stuff to do n so little time. i wanna soak in a gd hot water bath, and put in some oils to relieve my joints. they hurt cos of all the walking but well... if i dont walk then i'll b like totally dead cos i wont b doing anything but sitting at one spot. and no way is that gonna happen to me so yea. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enof abt that back to comp gaming. no time to slack off. must reach lvl 100 by this wkend!!! rawr vet class here i come all shall fear me n despairrrrr!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1767266985719797047?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1767266985719797047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1767266985719797047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1767266985719797047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1767266985719797047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/02/ns.html' title='NS'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4020227624517406975</id><published>2008-01-25T11:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:09:53.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random musings b4 i go</title><content type='html'>so i'm off to NS in abt half an hr's time, and thought i'd drop by for some random musings. hm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of u who are wondering whether i'm gonna go there n slack off i typical gep fashion. yes and no. lol yes cos if i can slack obv i wanna slack but no i'm not gonna b a joey liew n go out of my way to make up sth to slack off. assuming he does. i dunno. go find out urself. anyway that's that. i'll be botak so if u wanna see my over cny. stare elsewhere but my head. assuming u can even see the top of my head from grnd lvl that is. most ppl cant. i think. hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm. ytd went out to pool n slack with joanne again. she raped me at pool. lawl. but well. at least i managed to do my triple hit super imba tyco shot which is so tyco its skillful. lawl. damn long name for a tyco shot. hehehe. like i always say if ur tyco enof, tycoism becomes a skill. lawl. looking back mebbe sldnt hav treated her after she raped me ahahahaha. shall go selll her muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LENA LIM! IF U SEE THIS POST I'M GOING TO KILL U WTH&gt;&gt;&gt; WHERE THE HELL DID U DISAPPEAR TO!!! CALLED U N CANNOT GET THRU WENT ALL UP N DOWN DHOBY GAUT MRT STATION AND CLDNT FIND U WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ok spam finish anger. ahahaha. o ya parents gav jo a lift home n she was perving with my mum. WTF lol. perverts. i knew it. she n my mum can fight for most perverted female in the world. poor innocent me. haix. corrupted :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha ok time to go cya all in 2 wks over CNY get ready ur hongbaos kids. i WANT MORE MULLA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4020227624517406975?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4020227624517406975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4020227624517406975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4020227624517406975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4020227624517406975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-musings-b4-i-go.html' title='random musings b4 i go'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3973444677023724240</id><published>2008-01-15T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:42:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>my laptop got raped. n when i say raped i mean really raped. like it cant start, cant do anything. so i'm pissed cos my dad was the one who raped my laptop, not me which is fricking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so i got nth to do, no comp games to play nada, at least until i get the bloody shit thing repaired, whihc i dunno when it'll b repaired. bloody hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna lvl to 100 b4 i go ns for GE, but looks like i'll b lucky to even reach lvl 95. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway went out ytd again. with joanne. lol last sat also went out. the weird movie sng yi asked me to watch with him was quite nice. he joined the both of us later on. lol. anyway ytd went esplanade library to study. n i re-re-reeditted zhao han's score for voices that care. still got a lotta grey areas and chords which dont really fit, so i gotta like re edit it for the 4th or more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well one gd thing that my laptop died is that i'm hanging out more with frenz. like last time when laptop was alive, u wldnt catch me dead asking ppl to come out n meet up even if its only for like a meal or what not. so yep. haha. but well.. its all gd i think. of cos my wallet's complaining but there's nth much i can do abt that. unless if a giant bag of US$100 bills drops at my feet that is. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway met up with allan n co for dinner... the retard was doinng stupid stuff. come to think of it, he's still doing stupid stuff rite now. ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to sulking over the loss of my laptop. go watch vexille. that was the show sng yi, me n joanne watched last sat. quite nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3973444677023724240?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3973444677023724240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3973444677023724240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3973444677023724240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3973444677023724240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/01/stuff_15.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6812254114218550920</id><published>2008-01-10T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:41:51.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words of Affirmation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php' target='_blank'&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some weirdo stuff i found on joanne's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw killfeste today was fugging fun. heh i raped adam faii n richard like mad on some of the halo3 maps. rawr. like 25 kills to the nearest being only 10 or 15. cant rmb. damn farnie. esp the time i almost got a triple kill in succession with an energy sword. see all of them standing in a line. lol. then they ganged me =S still. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSLE PODS ROCK!!! THEY RAPE j00r. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damnit. adam's sniping &gt; richard's n mine =S o wells. my standard weaps still &gt; adams. heh but i think richard's &gt; mine. well... at least my tactical placement better even tho adam's sticking rapes me =S nvm. luck is a skill as well heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6812254114218550920?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6812254114218550920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6812254114218550920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6812254114218550920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6812254114218550920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/01/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-2414993182754828932</id><published>2008-01-09T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:47:25.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns</title><content type='html'>ok i'm bored. and i'm gonna admit it. today wanted to go back watch CCA feste n meet up with frenz. but in the end not gonna do that. cos its like raining n quite bo liao. besides i'll probably go back on friday n play floorball. haha sry lor. damn bored. n GE isnt that exciting right now... still on the long road to veterncy. so yeah hav to wait. lvl 93 only n my 2x exp cards hav all run out. so yep. time to grind. sLOWLY. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n stupid limensh forgot his GE acct password. so i cant loot his acct for all the gd nice cash items he wont n dussen use anymore =S nvm. next person. mark tang? malcolm? lol. dunno.mebbe i sldnt i'm a nice person. hahaha. or mebbe i sld just invest some $$ n buy g points. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm. enof abt GE. went back to sch on monday to watch orientation night... seriously la. j1s this yr r disturbing... all the shows were damn disturbing. like the xdress dancing one... then the really wrong item, which i cant rmb who performed for it. sigh &gt;&lt; like wtf. lol damn wrong. then jabba brought a squirt gun n he was shooting at the unsuspecting j1s downstairs. XD damn evil. ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rite. HALO3 session that day was gd. my sniping skills r lvl-ing up at a damn fast rate. hahaha. like seriously. i was sniping ppl left right n center. only time i had problems was when against richard. budden again, he cldnt snipe me either most of the time so we're even XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we played a hell lotta weird n random weap combis. like the one hit combis i proposed. primary weap: rocket launcher, secondary weap, sniper rifle. IMBA direct hit = 1HKO. indirect hit, still 1HKO if using rocket launcher. lol. but i think i really need to like get used to some of the other weaps &gt;&lt; cos up to know i'm still not used to using anything which isnt a rifle or human weap. i hate using plasma weaps, usually only use smg, or battle rifles, or assault rifles. like seriously. haha oh but most fun thing. heh. faii was running arnd n i was sticking him with plasma grenades. damn farnie. i think i stuck like 10 times. not all him, different ppl. then was aiming for leg... so they were like RAWR RAWR RAWR BOOM! XD then i'm like. lol snipe pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo next time i meet limensh in mortal combat, he's gonna b mortified by my imba sniping skillz. muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rite. i almost forgot. went out with joanne last sat. lol. i'm sure got ppl ask me for help with chem ahahahahahaa like wtf man. me? CHEM? lol but amazingly i can still rmb all my chem stuff. hehe. imba memory XD. mebbe this wkend go out with her again n my juniors? haha long time nvr see them liao. as in my juniors... -.- n no. shall not b soft hearted n treat ppl to food again this wkend. ok. fine. drink. its all the same lor... drink food.. ALL THE SAME heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to get back to grinding &gt;&lt; 87+% left to go to lvl 94. LET THE WARRRR BEGIN!!! WARRRGGGGGHHHHHH!H!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-2414993182754828932?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/2414993182754828932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=2414993182754828932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2414993182754828932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2414993182754828932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/01/yawns.html' title='yawns'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-9066881753881131739</id><published>2008-01-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:10:58.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh... what to write... uh.... wadeva la</title><content type='html'>oops ok havent blogged in a loooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg time. haha yes. longer than the length of those words. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok. nth much to blog abt anyway xmas n new year were just abt the same so happy la. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps have been going into ns for the past wks. n i guess the nubs out there probably will b saying i sld feel weird seeing everyone else going into ns while i'm sitting here n screaming of being bored. but well... yes it does feel weird. but not cos i'm not going in yet. rather its cos THE MORE PPL WHO GO IN! THE CLOSER IT'LL BE TO ME GOING IN! OMGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa ok so that's that. happy limensh went to tekong holiday camp early n now well... HE'S PLUCKING BANANAS SO HAPPILY HE FORGOT TO COME HOME!!! hahahaha ok fine i'm screwed up. my brain is in overdrive thx to muthu the ass -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i was sitting here n wondering why in the world i bought these screwed up plastic frame specs. but well. that's life so yes. i'll get on with it. omg. n i've been playing GE like mad. n i'm lvl 91!!! HOLY SHIT!!! 9 more lvls to vet. this is more imba than me getting to like lvl 70 on maple for my cleric last time. muahahahaha i luv my life. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wait lemme think what i wanted to write. oh rite. monday. got killfeste. first one of this yr. faii's coming to b introduced to the wonders of HALO3 n XBOX360 so gj to him. hope richard dussen rape him too badly. i'll rape him tho =D i've been training. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok guess i sld go n slp &gt;&lt; haha nth much to say one lol. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-9066881753881131739?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/9066881753881131739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=9066881753881131739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9066881753881131739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9066881753881131739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2008/01/uh-what-to-write-uh-wadeva-la.html' title='uh... what to write... uh.... wadeva la'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5799507584404330955</id><published>2007-12-17T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:56:56.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns</title><content type='html'>bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la mebbe not that bored. only ran out of comp games n xbox games to play &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i still cant get past that stupid halo3 mission... the one where ur supposed to find cortana. suspect that using only human weaps may be the reason i keep running out of ammo... time to switch to covenant weps anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n for those who havent realised... the tagboard is kinda like not being used now? lol i'd delete it n switch cos i'm pissed with cbox but i'm too lazy to hunt for it thru like some 10000 lines of html. mebbe i sld juz delete it mebbe i sld juz delete it and not replace. but wadeva. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas is coming but somehow i felt more like it was xmas when i was in HK than i feel its xmas rite now. mebbe its cos that s'pore sux at xmas stuff. at least HK had disney. so felt better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang toon wen is currently somewhere in US n probably laffing at all of us stuck in s'pore -.- n i think she's going to get to go to anaheim. of all the places in the world that's like number 3 on my list of places i wanna go. AGAIN! number 1 of cos is erm... well... sort of in the world n sort of not in the world... aka HELL! or heaven if i'm too nice to enter hell &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. gd luckz limensh. susie. hahaha enter ns early eh? lolz. also gd in some ways. at least less boring, get pay earlier. b happier. lol budden again the pay is probably like less than my monthly allowance i used to get from parents... which is little alridy... like only $100...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i admit i dunno how much NS is paying. and i dont exactly wanna know cos its stupid. lol. so bored... playing hellgate is fun but u cant play that for too long otherwise it gets a bit boring... esp since the stupid necros keep doing the same atks to u over... n over... n over... n over... n over... n over... n over again.. ok u get the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which kinda reminds me... mark tang still hasnt like set up the rj hellgate faction/community..    -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need ppl to grind with... i'm only lvl 11 &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k time to comp. bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5799507584404330955?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5799507584404330955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5799507584404330955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5799507584404330955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5799507584404330955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/12/yawns.html' title='yawns'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-9216304114580001852</id><published>2007-12-07T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T02:22:42.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom n other stuff</title><content type='html'>so wen hao n wei liang n eugene n richard n miki came down to my hse on mon, n we played mahjong n halo2. haha. lol. n richard n miki were co-op halo3 i think. after wei liang n richard got raped by the co-op on legendary difficulty. XD but yeah. that's life. haha. then they were playing other stuff. n lui wen hao is a bloody lucky freak. i feel like slapping him n killing him. lol. damn lucky la. game by pulling in the winning tile on his own like 3 to 4 times. i'm like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so that's abt it. n i finally recovered my xbox sniping powers. sniped miki n wei liang n richard a couple of times while we were playng ninjas. YAY! haha. so damn long for me to finally recover. sniping always was my worst part. haha. budden again, now that i can do it again.. tee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so that's that. now prom. was on tuesday. quite gd i guess. the food was gd, budden i didnt really eat much. wasnt really comfortable sitting all the way at the back of the ballroom, budden again that's what u get for finalising a table late. enjoyed the part where i kept taking photos with all my frenz. haha. its memories like this which'll last u a lifetime. all the photos n picts n stuff. made me reflect on the fact that i am still closer to the frenz i made in RI. all the guys n all. but yeah. well. nobody's perfect i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the food was gd, the performance was excellent n the ppl were nice. thx to the counsellors who made the effort to go down. haha. altho i suspect they were getting cip hrs XD. n zhao han was making himself look weird but doing funny stuff on stage. YES! I STILL THINK THAT DOING THOSE OVER-RATED EXAGGERATED GESTURES R MORE THAN NECESSARY!!! haha. but that's that. anyway took photos with all the guys... n girls whom i wanted to take photos with. n walked arnd until my legs were hurting like mad. n YAY!!! KY WON PROM KING!!! which means i won my bet. wheee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prom, wanted to go out. so went with jia hua n pok to rj post prom party. the thing was ok la. but juz not my sort of stuff. for one, the music was loud, the beer was sucky, and the company... &gt;&lt; ok shant go into that. juz basically i didnt really enjoy myself much. best of all, 2 random ppl puked on my bag. pok was worse. got the same 2 ppl puking on his jacket. as in the 2 ppl who puked on my bag. zzz. like shit la. gd thing we managed to wash it off eventually. n JIAHUA! i dun giv a damn whether u say u were or werent drunk. u were definitely unsteady on ur feet. we can argue whether it was cos u were tired or whether u were like slpy or what not. lol. n there definitely was too much dancing. bong drank like 7? 8? shots n went to dance. n went over the roof i think. of cos that's my opinion and well... i've nvr been drunk in my life, so my opinion is kinda suspect. i dun really noe the flags to tell whether a person is drunk or juz plain high n silly. or normal n acting drunk. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. that was the first n last time i'll ever go to a pub. so yep. guess that's abt it. CONCENTRATE ON HOTEL LOUNGES N QUIET BARS WHERE I CAN DRINK MY TEQUILA SUNRISE!!! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so that's abt it for all the fun n laughter. went home after the entire thing. thx to DT for letting us borrow his hotel room so we cld catch some shut eye while waiting for the train to start running. thx DT. haha. so yep that was prom n there's nth much else interesting abt the days after prom. time to slp. nights all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-9216304114580001852?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/9216304114580001852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=9216304114580001852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9216304114580001852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9216304114580001852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/12/prom-n-other-stuff.html' title='prom n other stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5359455916167255879</id><published>2007-11-24T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:32:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some stuff and random musings</title><content type='html'>heh so after a god knows how long haitus i'm finally back to this godforsaken blog. HELLO WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so anyway i was like sitting down n studying like mad for a lvls. yep. 7 to 9 everysinglefreakingday. better get like good marks for all the papers man. all As only accepted. anything less means that some asshole shortchanged me like mad. zzz. haha. so yep. i slogged. and i mugged and i worked and i sweated. and yep. i dont really wanna say much abt a lvls except that i tot the invigilator was a total asshole, the papers were all mostly too low standard and i was bored for most of the papers as well. yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after working my ass for like god knows how long, it was finally over. n i made a new record. not touching my comp for more than 1 hr to check email and what not. and NO COMP GAMES! for like 1 entire mth or more. YAY! new power record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after the last paper, which was bio, matthew, wenhao (liu), richard n mervin came over n we halo-ed. haha. and richard was owning our ass cos he's been camping in vivocity and training every fricking day. so we all were like wth n omfg n bbq. anyway the best game i had was a 2 on 2. me n mervin vs matthew n wenhao. total raping. mervin n i won by like 3 to 5 kills. cant rmb the exact number. n i got 41 kills. like OMGBBQ. matthew got only 28 kills. poor gorrila. and well... mervin had 9. hence our win. cant rmb how many wen hao got. i was like running arnd n raping. matthew walks past. gets mowed down by giant machine gun turret. wen hao zooms past in a ghost and comes back a ghost after encountering my machine gun. haha. then i found the energy sword n walked arnd with an innocent smg. i mean like c'mon. IT'S ONLY AN SMG!!! =D then walk. wen hao sees smg. smiles. switches to shotgun n walks closer. i switch to energy sword. lots of screaming and random yelling. wenhao dies. i smile n walk on n rape matthew zooming past in a ghost by like kicking him out. n i found the missle launcher so yeah. matthew dies quite badly in ghosts and only has 1 splatter to make up for all the ghosts he bust. wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk but anyway yep that day was fun. next day went to HK. mum screwed up so we had to repack everything into another luggage bag cos the original one was spoilt, then we took taxi to the airport. Was at the airport damn early n then walked arnd with family for quite a long while buying stuff. bought some books, transformers vcd and oh. i got myself a new camera. haha. then HK and had roast goose for dinner! yay. haha. quite nice la. then slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 in HK, which is like today... we all woke up early n went disneyland. took a hell lotta photos which i'll put up on webshots eventually. haha. then went arnd n looked at stuff. quess i grew up too fast. didnt feel the fun of running arnd the rides most of the time. the indoors roller coaster was quite fun. but since i cld withstand the Gs being exerted, i didnt really feel it. n i bought even more stuff. wth. i think i'm going to be bankrupt soon. so yep. that's abt it alridy i guess. haha. lunch was fun cos we had some imba wonton noodles. breakfast was some theme breakfast with disney chars walking all arnd. oh rite. the fireworks and parade was gd. almost as good as the anaheim disneyland's one in LA. budden since i only vaguely rmb it, i cant really say much. haha. so yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. time to go off. i'm paying for this internet access but i think i've got better stuff to do than continue typing on this. mebbe i'll update properly my a lvls mugging another day. mebbe not. depends on my mood. i guess. haha. yep. kk byebye gd nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5359455916167255879?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5359455916167255879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5359455916167255879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep right now even though school's starting tmr. ok mebbe continuing is the right word seeing that we didnt really stop. past few days after prelims have really been great, with me relaxing n all n comp gaming. only got in a couple of hours of mugging. abt 3 hrs altgr. lol. tmr hav to start back again. assuming i'm gonna hav any mood to do so after seeing my goddamned lousy grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna say i'm gonna get lousy grades even w/o seeing my papers come back. yaya . so what. lol. anything above a lousy grade will be a bonus for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflections abt prelims. i mugged. dunno whether i'll do well. maths was crap. i juz cldnt do a single thing right, n i didnt slp the night b4 all the papers. so definitely wont do well. econs... well i dunno. loll. juz hav to play by years and see how i do la. i always nvr can tell whether i'm gonna do well for econs or not. so juz hope n see whether i get lucky or not i guess. hope i did well tho. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was shitty. i mugged like mad but i suspect i made a hell lotta careless mistakes n what not. as per normal i might add so yeah. i guess things juz nvr change. if its not cos i dunno how to answer the qn, its cos i get careless. thx a lot for nth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. i think its time for me to go n slp alridy. gd thing is that at least i'm entirely totally 100% addicted to facebook right now. been crapping n smashing up ppl's profiles n what not on facebook. so yeah. oops. oh right. n i've been spamming ppl's profiles with invites. lol. kk. time for me to go n slp. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-57946507071310712?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7710032965047005574</id><published>2007-08-28T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:07:33.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell</title><content type='html'>i dont believe in fate, but if this is the way things are gonna be, ur gonna find urself getting more than u bargained for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assholes. i tried my best n this shit still happened. wtf. i'm gonna hav my way if it's the last thing i do. u better go find some hole n hide ur sorry shitass. i'm gonna get u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7710032965047005574?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7710032965047005574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7710032965047005574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7710032965047005574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7710032965047005574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/08/hell.html' title='hell'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6726365455871145155</id><published>2007-08-20T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:05:25.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some stuff</title><content type='html'>wanted to blog over the wkend but i was kinda lazy. so here i am today. when i'm supposed to b mugging, but too tired to mug n been doing that in sch anyway. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday was proly the best day in a damn long time that i actually felt like my old self and happy. was playing basketball with the peeps. wu han, pok, ee chong etc. lol. jabba is awesome IMBA. wtf. i'm sure he almost definitely will score once he's standing under the basket. WTH. anyway, yeh. quite fun. havent played like that since last yr when we were having GEP reunion n we were attemping to play soccer at the parade square n the ball kept flying over the railing. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's abt it. i've forgotten abt 80% of my h3 chem. happiness. so yup. shall go n attempt to recover what i've forgotten. somehow. tomorrow. one wk to h3 chem prelims. if i pass i'm going to go n celebrate. it'll b a goddamn miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6726365455871145155?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6726365455871145155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6726365455871145155' title='0 Comments'/><link 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fugging insomnia n what not. i seriously dunno how the hell i'm gonna b able to keep functioning on till A lvls. my brain still works, but at most only for like i dunno... 5 to 6 hrs a day, during which i mug like crazy n then fall aslp n die for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been considering sedatives, but the fact is that the last time i took em, i died for the entire day. at least i can sustain for arnd like i dunno... 5 hrs each day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite productive so far. bio tys the mcq one is half done. chem arnd 4 to 5 chapters. maths havent really touched. econs been reading all my old notes n all. n so that's that i guess. lol nth else to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the psc psychometric test was damn fugging dumb. i dunno whether i did well or not but i damn sure near fell aslp during the last section. finished with almost 10 minutes to spare. mebbe speed reading isnt such a gd thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granado espada is going to go for pay to play. so i dun hav a game to entertain myself anymore. probably a gd thing since that means i'll b able to focus on my studies. heh. n besides, i'll get arnd 90 days of free play which will b a gd thing. will use those days after my a lvls. it's a damn gd game. so i cant say that i'll definitely stop. but mebbe. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floorball last wk was damn memorable. but i really dunno how to describe it. wasnt thinking for much of the match. juz eyes on the ball n head entirely blank. well. yeah. at least we won i guess. havent scored goals in a long time. unsurprising since i'm playing defense almost all the time nowadays. sigh. gonna stop floorball soon also. still go down on fridays but mebbe i sld juz spend my time running for my health at home. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do sth fun. but fun's kinda off my list nowadays. so yeah. think i shall go n slp. or sth. catch up on what i've been missing for the past few days. jeez. the idea of a holiday is to slp. so u can recover for the days u spent mugging during normal sch days. oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to coon. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5765293388837506337?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5765293388837506337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5765293388837506337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5765293388837506337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5765293388837506337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5370377557173693248?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5370377557173693248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5370377557173693248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5370377557173693248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5370377557173693248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/08/sth.html' title='sth'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8720318050863762645</id><published>2007-07-30T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:36:23.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked</title><content type='html'>been so long since i last posted. how long? dunno wadeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking sick n tired of mugging. everything i do dussen make my grades go up. mebbe i'm juz a loser going to end up doing nth for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant even decide on where i wanna study in uni or what i wanna take. how fun is that. lol. i dunno what i wanna do with my life. nth. so i'm juz gonna sit here n stone. fucking bastards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is going to b damn angsty n vulgar, mostly cos i cant think of anything happy to write abt. i dunno what i'm gonna do with my life. i dunno anything. my parents want me to take law, political science or PPE. i tell them they can go n shove it up their asses n die. as far as i'm concerned those subjs r for assholes. or ppl who wanna b assholes, or for ppl who dunno that ppl who take those subjs r mostly assholes. go figure which heading u come under if u wanna take those subj. i dun giv a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world is fucking screwed up. my aircon vibrates at night, the stupid sky keeps on raining n best of all, i waste time doing stupid stuff like going for the stupid idiotic scholarship talk n they tell me stupid stuff which i alridy noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wisen up ppl. there r only 2 kinds of ppl in this world. idiots, those who arent idiots, n those who r going to b idiots. ok fine that's 3 types. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucking rambling. wth. i feel damn angsty. i feel like a noob. angst is for noobs. FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm going to fucking hell slp n hope tmr is a better day. which it proly wunt b cos there's sch tmr n there wasnt any sch today. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that wasnt even worth being happy over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8720318050863762645?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8720318050863762645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8720318050863762645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8720318050863762645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8720318050863762645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/07/fucked.html' title='fucked'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6068956699837788901</id><published>2007-05-24T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:18:43.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWRPAGE</title><content type='html'>lol. i juz got back from soccer. hha. had med appointment b4 that then went down to watch. stupid car went broke so i took a taxi down. heh. luckily got there during half time during their break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, sat down n watched the match, n yelled n stuff lidat. then saw THE GOAL!!! omg. lol. that was like seriously brilliant. classic 1-2-1 then tap in with the goalie no where in sight. i was like HOLY SHIT. then it's a goal. n u hear a lotta yelling, then suddenly half the stadium quite quiet for a while... ok a long while. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the match damn exciting la. well done guys!!! haha. then hung out with yiwen's class for a while b4 heading for suntec with them for dinner. we walked from kallang all the way to suntec la. O.O then get there then yay!!! all right!! went to subway to eat dinner. haha. then they spent a hell lotta time crapping abt existentialism n space. lolz. too tired liaoz. so went to slp as in mind slp but eyes open. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ermz. we went home, n here i m. n looking back today in sch was a wasted day cos totally no lectures were actually functioning. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yup. gg to slp right now. buhbyeez guyszzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6068956699837788901?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6068956699837788901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6068956699837788901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6068956699837788901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6068956699837788901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/05/rawrpage.html' title='RAWRPAGE'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-183163195973156098</id><published>2007-05-16T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:20:12.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>!!! lol blogspot is finally unscrewed up. so i shall blog. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, in a rare moment of websurfing juz now, i chanced upon this on some website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since bastards r bastard, and idiots r idiots and neither of them are useful to society, they sld b eliminated? wrong. juz let them b. idiotic ppl tgr will degen into mindless minions. n well... bastards will kill themselves or get killed. so who cares. but anyway, what ever that was. dunno where the hell i found it anymore. so i can't link it. stupid comp keeps refreshing my history automatically. oh wells. n since i obv dont hav it on this window, a backspace or last page click dussen work at all. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz. anyway, whatever that wants to say, juz whatever. i think i'm too forgiving alridy. esp this yr. shant b forgiving of other ppl's stupidity n irritation from now onwards. i guess sometimes if u take things as they r n let ppl hav their own way, well... since they obviously dont understand sublety, they arent going to b able to read that ur pissed if u dont flare up. so that's it. no more restraint i guess. no point being nice to ppl when they r out to piss u off anyway. let bastards b. i agree. definitely. u want to b a bastard, by all means. juz fuck off n stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i want to find some wooden boards so i can use them for anger management. Faii, if u read this, tell me where to find them. preferably somewhere i dont hav to pay for. n for the assholes who think i'm going to bash the boards up, ur wrong. stupid. get a life. u dont spend so much effort looking for boards to go n bash them up. esp if u end up paying for them. u use them for useful stuff. like carving. wanna get back into the carving stuff thing. hmm... mebbe if i can find enof copper wires... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10+ more days to the holidays. YAY!!! soon can slack n mug. sigh. oh wells. nth's fair in this life anyway. but yeah. think i shall spend the first wk slacking a bit, mebbe an xbox session or 2, a bit of time with the guys at HALO2, then mug a bit, mebbe a mahjong session or 2, a bit of movie, then mugging. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr's going to b a damn long yr. i think. even tho it's alridy like may. sigh. time seems to pass so quickly n slowly at the same time. haha. sigh. but yeah. that's juz the way life is i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the stray dog in sch has been taken away, think they r going to put it into the animal sanctuary or sth lidat. hmm... since lidat then gd la. too big for my hse, asked my dad to adopt it budden like i said, its too big. sigh. well. nvm. my dog went for a haircut n came home bald. haha. so damn funny. he looks like a jack terrier right now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enof rambling. i dont even know what i was writing. juz random stuff i guess. side note. Faii... u got 2 marks higher than me for GP essay!!! NOOOOOOOOOO.... asshole. nvm. lolz haha. 2 marks not that much. no point making a big fuss. haha. oh right. almost forgot. happy bday DALA!!! hope u all did well for ur cricket, even tho i'll proly like find out tmr. haha. n like i said. u better do well man. i mean it's like ur bday. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. time to go n slp. buhbyeez n gd nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-183163195973156098?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/183163195973156098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=183163195973156098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/183163195973156098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/183163195973156098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4247932992927514823</id><published>2007-04-30T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:09:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUG</title><content type='html'>fell sick n went to see doc. yay. then i got this damn nice info. i went to see an ENT specialist today mah. cos dint go to sch. then yay!!! i gotta increase my medicine dosage. AGAIN. YAYAYAYAYAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking happy man. OMG. it's like OMG. yay!!! more medication. another step closer to feeling like a cancer patient. btw, there's nth wrong with cancer patients, only that i'm eating enof medications to make u feel like ur suffering from cancer. so thanx for nth goddamnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUG THIS WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move on assholes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4247932992927514823?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4247932992927514823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4247932992927514823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4247932992927514823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4247932992927514823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/04/fug.html' title='FUG'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6949566232045043847</id><published>2007-04-21T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T14:01:38.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>shall blog since i dont wanna study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see my orthopedic again the other day. thanx for nth. anyway, i was a bit suspicious cos the pain dint seem to go away in my left leg, even tho i was told there wasnt anything serious. so the stupid doc i had disappeared, n i'm stuck with a new one. a better one i think. anyway, apparently, the situation abt my left shin bone knocking with my thigh bone is apparently quite serious, contrary to what the old doc said, and apparently, i'm too flexible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert series of curses here* like wtf. too flexible? first time i heard someone getting that in a bad way. but apparently, cos of my supposed flexibility, i can bend my thumb all the way back to touch my forearm. dunno how he did it. but that guy did it n showed me, n i nvr knew i cld do it. LOL... anyway, all my back pain, knee pain, kneeling down pain is all due to this, contrary to what i've been told over the years. WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so therefore, to put it mildly, i m FUCKED. YAY!!! n to top it all off, he told me to take it ez with sports from now on cos it's going to continue being fucking pain. WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a bad mood right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right i have to go for physiotherapy. again. WTH... WTH... WTH... WTH... WTH... WTH... WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx for nth man. i think this rox. juz when i get myself convinced there's no pain in my left knee, contrary to actual feelings, and that it's juz a figment of my imagination, this has to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH WTH WTH WTH WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx for nth. n now my mum is hatching some evil plot to keep me as far from floorball as possible. i'll say this. dont giv a damn whether i go pes A or pes B in army, altho this is supposed to relegate me to pes C. i wanna play floorball. fuck everything else. i can stand the pain after that, even tho i'll die for the next 2 days whenever i bend my knees. buT FLOORBALL. fucking hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes. shall finally change my grip, since the ole canadien one appears to b dying. quite badly. the friction is gone and i find the stupid grip is peeling. since i got a new one on standby, might as well make the best use of it eh? heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. time to go off. enof angsting for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6949566232045043847?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6949566232045043847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6949566232045043847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6949566232045043847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6949566232045043847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/04/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-9047200937840438655</id><published>2007-04-07T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:46:12.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>muz work harder. sigh. muz work harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya wadeva. thanx to nth i'm now officially outta commission for like 2 wks. Grrr... n i mean totally outta commission. no PE, no floorball, no gym, no running. NTH. wth. now i'm gg to b 18 yrs old when i take napfa retest. fug la. budden not much difference. i cant pass either way after all. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos of my stupid runny nose n all... i'm entire fugged rite now... which really sux. oh wells... there goes my brilliant plan for exercising for the next 2 wks. wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i got my letter to mindef. fug them. cant they even wait until after my bday? inconsiderate bastards. like wat m i going to do? run away suddenly? bloody idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm cursing cos i'm in a bad mood. n i havent been slping well. so there. fug this whole world. let them all go n die. bastards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-9047200937840438655?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/9047200937840438655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=9047200937840438655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9047200937840438655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9047200937840438655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/04/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6475764144420907140</id><published>2007-03-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:22:42.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad wk</title><content type='html'>everything this wk seems to suck a lot. no mood to study, comp gaming sux, everything juz plain bad la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbe i'm juz being emo or sth lidat. mebbe i'm juz getting old. i miss some things in life. n they arent going to come back. no one's fault. i guess. it's juz life. nth ever stays the same. anger... lol. anyway, h3 chem test tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back some of my results alridy. havent done well at all... esp for bio. if i do well for chem which i sld b getting back tmr, i'm going to laugh. LIKE DAMN LOUDLY. cos i think i failed chem. so anything above 50% is going to b damn hilarious. esp since the paper i tot i did well for i flung. aka BIO. thanx for nth goddamnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nth more to say. still havent told my parents yet. wanna wait for a gd paper to come back first. or sth. i'll tell em tmr anyway, not going to drop all 5 papers on them at the same time. a bit suicide, esp since i dunno hwo i did for gp n maths. Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i get at least 2 As this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next aim. MUST GET A FOR ALL PAPERS IN MIDYRS. DONT CARE IF I HAVE TO DIE. A LVLS ARE TOO CLOSE ALRIDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i juz need to prove to myself my science papers can not only get As, they can score high and well as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. guess that's abt it. adios amigos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6475764144420907140?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6475764144420907140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6475764144420907140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6475764144420907140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6475764144420907140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/03/bad-wk.html' title='a bad wk'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8822937154063599232</id><published>2007-03-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:27:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuggit</title><content type='html'>i screwed up my maths today. again. it was one of those papers u can get full marks for but u nvr cos u screw it up stupidly. which i did. again. wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx for nth really. life sux. wonder why the hell there's any need to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tmr's the last paper. after h2 chem, there's nth left. n i'm gg to take a damn long break after that so that i can like finally relax n let myself recuperate. havent been slping well altely. Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk then guess its time to go off n start mugging chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things nvr change. for everything else, well... go frag urself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8822937154063599232?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8822937154063599232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8822937154063599232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8822937154063599232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8822937154063599232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuggit.html' title='fuggit'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8510658768145553757</id><published>2007-03-14T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:06:25.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging</title><content type='html'>nth to talk abt today. juz wasting time until the next episode of naruto dls finish from youtube. juz started watching btw, proly not a v gd time, but wadeva la. its sth to do besides sitting arnd n wasting my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging rox, cos i'm almost done. havent touched econs, which i plan to do over sat n sun. no point doing now n forgetting everything in the end. bio finished everything except organisation of pro n eu karyotes. so yay! chem left only organic chem. so abt half left i guess. havent practiced yet tho... zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths started practice le. so on the whole, guess i'm doing quite ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant get my mind off someone for this whole wk. wonder what's gg on with the world... my handphone has been off for almost 5 days in  a row, with today being the 5th day. god noes how many useless msgs alridy clogging up the thing. n besides that, dunno how many actually useful ones! yay. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nvm. sld spend more time mugging, budden i cant concentrate lately. zzz. anyways, guess i'd better get back to my show. luckz for all the noobs who r going to b taking common tests next wk! yay. including me. LOL. best of luck to us all. dun die too badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the key to dying is to do it looking gd! =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i did it looking gd ^^ buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8510658768145553757?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8510658768145553757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8510658768145553757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8510658768145553757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8510658768145553757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/03/mugging.html' title='mugging'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-111519569456327047</id><published>2007-03-04T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:16:08.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some funky weird test i did after reading yiwen's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At this time you are feeling 'uptight' and you are urgently in need of rest and relaxation; but perhaps even more than that you need to overcome that feeling that you have been 'hard done by' and treated with a complete lack of consideration. Maybe you have, but whatever may have been the cause of your inherent anxiety, you regard the situation as intolerable. Your are, however, sufficiently competent to turn that situation around - you have overcome similar problems in the past, and really this one isn't too different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are trying to improve your position and prestige - be it in your life or in your workplace. Things are, at this time, OK - but they could be better. You feel that it is essential that you break down any opposition that could possibly lurk in the shadows. You know that you are quite capable of achieving this set goal because you have to and because it is essential to your self esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loneliness is soul destroying and at this time you feel lost and lonely, perhaps it is because you feel so frustrated that you are prepared to go out of your way to become emotionally involved with someone who could accept you for what you are. You are egocentric, antagonistic and quick to take offence, although it must be said, you can control your pent-up up emotion and thus avoid open conflict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The tension that you are experiencing at this time is perhaps due to physical and/or mental frustration. It would appear that you are not appreciated and as a consequence, the situation is most disagreeable. You seek personal recognition and the appreciation of others to compensate for the lack of like minded people with whom to ally yourself. You would like to surrender and merge with others but your inherent self-restraint makes it difficult for you to open up. This disturbs you as you regard such instincts as weaknesses to be overcome. You want to be liked, admired and appreciated for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You would like to be respected and valued for yourself and this can only be achieved from within a close and harmonious relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u can take the test here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldin.com/colorgenics.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldin.com/colorgenics.htm"&gt;http://www.paulgoldin.com/colorgenics.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kkzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i got for some weird test i found on yiwen's blog... BETA!!! try this test n i'll uh... dunno do sth. lol. dun wanna hear references abt tests i did in antiquity. lol. so yeh. try to like joke abt my test results like when i can still rmb them. heh. jkjk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still... guess that this test is true. i am feeling uptight n all. Zzz. anything la. dunno what else to say. nightz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-111519569456327047?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/111519569456327047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=111519569456327047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/111519569456327047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/111519569456327047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/03/zzz_04.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3682186761054394654</id><published>2007-03-03T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T10:28:24.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sth fishy</title><content type='html'>zzz. i think there's sth gg on in class that i dun particularly wanna get involved in. dun wanna say names or anything. but yeh. lol. its times lidis that i'm juz glad that ppl i'm close to aren't either super emo or super sensitive. guess we all gotta start looking on the bright side of life la. anyway, more or less expected this to happen this yr, what with all the stress n everything. shall juz keep me head down n attempt to stay ignorant as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. i find that it's like when u attempt to stay ignorant, n juz appear that u dunno what's happening, u get an easier time. no one comes after u for answers or anything, or consult u. dun haf to think so much. proly seems like me being an apathetic s.o.b. budden i dun gif a damn. this yr really mentally n physically drained alridy. so yeh. juz wanna conserve energy for as long as possible. can't possibly fix the entire world. there's only so much anyone of us can do. muz keep my head down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'lvls came out ytd. wonder how clifford did. haha. my other frenz did quite well i think. so quite ok la. definitely better than i'll ever hope to get this yr. so oh wells. next yr's gg to b my turn, so i guess i better start mugging properly sometime soon, before i get owned next yr as well &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok then. i think it's time to go off. all names were censored so that no one noes whom i'm talking abt. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3682186761054394654?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3682186761054394654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3682186761054394654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3682186761054394654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3682186761054394654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/03/sth-fishy.html' title='sth fishy'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4867988637077092692</id><published>2007-03-01T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:48:42.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>i find this unnatural. havent been able to correct my blog template for some weird reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall get down to the bottom of this soon. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4867988637077092692?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4867988637077092692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4867988637077092692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4867988637077092692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4867988637077092692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/03/zzz.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-9140524316688848950</id><published>2007-02-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:40:26.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared</title><content type='html'>sometimes i'm juz damn worried. last friday was the h3 chem test. i flunked it. naturally. budden the format of the paper was the part which really shocked me. the entire syallabus has like erm. 3/4 on theory n way that drugs r administered yada yada. budden when i took the test, it's like abt half the paper was devoted to mechanisms n other stuff lidat. it's a bit the worrying... yea. ep since my organic chem isn't like the best in the world? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's that. had a big fight with my mum over my h3 chem. budden at least ms chua cleared up the problem for me today in sch. so yay. dun think that my parents really noe what's gg on with h3 chem. i suspect they r still looking at it like an S paper. mebbe that's a gd attitude for maths h3 which i've seen n is actually quite ez. budden it's like chem h3 is damn hard. esp for some1 like me who has almost totally no natural aptitude for organic chem. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's that. spent the whole wkend mugging stuff. that's a first. cts coming liao. muz ace this one if possible. otherwise i really dunno how i'm gg to sit for A'lvls this yr. it's like so far, all my results haf stunk like shid. muz study liao. cannot fool arnd so much Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rite. today we had a friendly against the hockey girls. quite nice. as in the game. the scoreline was nice but the fun part was that i was running like a mad dog up n down after the ball. n actually getting the ball. that's the fun part. cos like sometimes u run like a mad dog up n down, n it's all ineffective. most impt is to b effective. tot i was quite ok today. got the ball, n had like abt 2 shots on goal. none of them went in, but at least they were on target! even tho they were damn weak balls which juz rolled up. one i took from beyond the 3 pt line, then the other right in front of goalie, budden was off balance, so the ball went into his hands. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ran. wanted to do 2 rnds rnd sch today, budden my back was like in total pain, so cldn't do it liao. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's abt it i guess time for me to go n slp or do some work. buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-9140524316688848950?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/9140524316688848950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=9140524316688848950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9140524316688848950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/9140524316688848950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/02/scared.html' title='scared'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-700585490386681291</id><published>2007-02-20T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:35:46.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>ok shall finish off from where i left off ytd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny was fun. went to shang for lunch n saw yip there. again. lol. apparently he gg to the chinese restaurant for lunch with fam. n i gg downstairs for uber mega ggxx own my ass meal at the buffet. the original plan was to eat for 3 straight hrs, budden i havent been eating much lately, so we called it a day at 1 hr. lol. the food rocked tho. like damn nice. n there was a lotta stuff there to eat. as per normal, so quite happy. fun thing is that the food quality wasn't worse from last time on normal days, which is gd cos other places often haf worse food on holidays for some weird reason. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that went to grandparents hse, then went to all my relatives hses. got quite a lotta angbaos this yr. i guess. at least i'm not broke anymore, for the moment. heh. then went back to my granddad's hse. again. watched tv there, cos i din wanna card. they were playing blackjack in the next rm, but the last time i played, i won like $20 at the table, n every1 was getting pissed with my cos i made it look so damn ez n refused like mad to b the banker. not having enof smal change was another factor that made me refuse. so oh wells. anyway, i was also attempting to resist temptation. cos like i can't possibly start new year gambling cna i?! but in the end, uh.. temptation won out. i forgot all the rules they played with, n tot they were playing us casino style for a moment. budden got the hang of it, n then owned their asses. a bit. within 20 minutes, won like uh... $5 or $10. lol... what can i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was one hand i was damn surprised. first card that was put in front of me, i was like thinking, ace. 2nd one i somehow got a feeling it was a jack. then in the end, REALLY BLACKJACK LA. i was like holy shit. *insert cursing here* then like read them n weep them fellas. sorrie abt that. lol. so end of story. win the game. feel uber pro, n nub them all. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 2nd day, my dad got the gambling fever n we played. one on one. he was boasting how he was gg to empty my wallet inside out. started out ok. since only 1-on-1, i was playing cautiously. usually when got more ppl, i play more flamboyantly, take chances, bet on the ace coming in my next hand, so end result, i lost quite a bit at first, then won back with some uber hands, after almost 1.5 hrs, i won $11. we were playing base bet $1. no upping of ante. then like my dad threw in the pot. double or nth. bet the whole $11 i was winning with. n then i got a natural win. as in an ace n a queen or sth lidat. so ggxx. game over. my dad owe me a lotta $$ now. n his ego crushed. OOPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's abt it. spent the rest of the days watching tv n mugging. then watched norbit ytd. eddie murphy rox. every1 sld go n watch that show. yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i shall go off now. buhbyeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONG XI FA CAI TO EVERY1 I FORGOT TO WISH! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-700585490386681291?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/700585490386681291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=700585490386681291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/700585490386681291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/700585490386681291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny_20.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4090050081386426221</id><published>2007-02-19T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:09:22.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>whoooo cny so far has been damn boring... BUT I'M SO HAPPY ABT IT!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAY1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i suddenly realise i havent blogged a lot lately. nth much to blog abt tho. hence the lack of posts. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad la. anyway cny was quite ok. take 5 was fun i guess. dint card much cos mervin n company decided that they wld go prata hse n i was attempting to resist temptation. temptation in this case = food. lol. so yeh. dint follow so dint play cards. was at the place there watching the stuff after all the erm. first aid coverage n photog stuff so yup. speaking of which, havent handed in my stuff yet. SHID as in the photos. yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway the performances were nice gj ben low n vivek n hussein n indra. lol i tot their perf slda come in first, budden again i din see the one which won so yeh. too bad. the dance was nice. benny + samuel = imba. oh n then i saw my pri sch fren mark. haha. he's changed a hell lot. oh wells. then again who hasnt. except for me i guess. only grew taller n thinner. dint change at all tho. lol. as in face yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then went home n slacked. next day new yrs eve, had reunion lunch with parents n ran arnd buying last minute stuff. then after that was reunion dinner wiht whole family. haha. quite ok la. except that that food sucked. oh wells. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shid i can't think of what to type la. damn irritated with the weather n anything random i cna think of. later gg to go n watch a movie. yay. so yup. shall go off. now. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4090050081386426221?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4090050081386426221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4090050081386426221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4090050081386426221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4090050081386426221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7458550861007464508</id><published>2007-02-10T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:04:29.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawnz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel like the weight of the whole world is on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't breathe... i can't sleep... i can't eat... i can't even concentrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice i havent been blogging. that's how bad it is. i cant even concentrate enought to reflect on what happened over the past week. not that there was anything really impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm really getting old already. people say you're only as old as your chronological age. i think i'm older than that in terms of my mentality. i feel like i'm this super annuated ancient man who's lived too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how i'm going to get on with my life. if there's any typos. dun tell me. i'm too lazy to correct anything at all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i'll just go away and walk off into the dark. maybe i'll vanish in a flash. or maybe, we'll just go living on forever. until the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all over now anyway. too hard to bear all the leaving. lost more than i've ever earned in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm rambling. concentrate. for the next 3 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floorball on friday was bad. mostly cos we din get to play a lot. rama imba-ed the entire place. seriously i damn respect to rama. he's like some imba 1-on-the-world player. still dont really know how benji managed to get us to beat his team last year, but somehow we did. guess rama wasnt really playing at top form? n there was bowven also (however u spell his name). anyway, at least i'm getting better at playing last man. and no. i'm not playing last man cos that's the only place i can or want to play on fridays. there's a reason which i dun actually wanna share with people. suffice to say i'm using it to train my reflexes and stick movement. wanna be able to see the ball without seeing it. like block balls with the stick when u only see the ball at the point just before it leaves your opponent's stick. think improving on that. but it's damn difficult n most of the time i seem to b using my body. oh well. got kicked to recre floorball... too bad but i guess now more impt is studying and training myself. speaking of which, i think i'll move my running days to wednesday. just as a thought. yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to bridge comp this year. leonard and i r going to imba our way through the entire competition, if we r lucky. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellz. time to go off already. guess i'm too tired and hungry. didnt eat dinner tonight. dont believe what people tell u abt not skipping meals. i say its healthy. if you dont believe me, too bad for you. i like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. gj. time to slp. nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7458550861007464508?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7458550861007464508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7458550861007464508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7458550861007464508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7458550861007464508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/02/yawnz.html' title='yawnz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5980256194341988981</id><published>2007-02-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:42:49.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12 April 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your date of conception was on or about 20 July 1988 which was a Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;You were born on a Wednesdayunder the astrological sign Aries. Your Life path number is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrology-numerology.com/num-lifepath.html#lp7" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Life Path Compatibility:You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 &amp; 7. You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 4 &amp; 22. You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path number 9. You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 3, 6, 8 &amp;amp; 11. The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2447628.5. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popUp("&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; number for 1989 is 14. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popUp("&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;epact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; number for 1989 is 22. The year 1989 was not a leap year.Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/6/1989 and ending 1/26/1990. You were born in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popitup5("&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese year of the Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Your Native American Zodiac sign is Hawk; your plant is Dandelion. You were born in the Egyptian month of Paony, the second month of the season of Shomu (Harvest). Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 7 Nisan 5749. Or if you were born after sundown then the date is 8 Nisan 5749.&lt;br /&gt;The Mayan Calendar long count date of your birthday is 12.18.15.17.4 which is 12 baktun 18 katun 15 tun 17 uinal 4 kin&lt;br /&gt;The Hijra (Islamic Calendar) date of your birth is Wednsday, 6 Ramadan 1409 (1409-9-6).&lt;br /&gt;The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 26 March 1989. The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 30 April 1989. The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 8 February 1989. The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 14 May 1989. The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 21 May 1989. The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Saturday, 30 September 1989. The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Thursday, 20 April 1989. The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 7 February 1989.  As of 2/5/2007 7:27:48 AM EST You are 17 years old. You are 214 months old. You are 930 weeks old. You are 6,508 days old. You are 156,199 hours old. You are 9,371,967 minutes old. You are 562,318,068 seconds old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.54716242661448 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;There are 66 days till your next birthday on which your cake will have 18 candles. &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;Your birthstone is Diamond --&gt;The Mystical properties of Diamond&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are said to increase personal clarity to help one see things clearly as well as be straight-forward and honest. Supposedly, the higher quality the diamond, the better it is supports these qualities. Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)&lt;br /&gt;Opal, Quartz, White Sapphire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your birth tree is Maple, Independence of Mind&lt;br /&gt;No ordinary person, full imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-respect, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, many complexes, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress.There are 323 days till Christmas 2007!There are 336 days till Orthodox Christmas! The moon's phase on the day you wereborn was waxing crescent&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;shid. at least i noe now why so hard to get my birthstone. keep on forgetting what it is, budden u'll see all the stones for different birthdays. then nvr find mine. UGH&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;oh wellz. some nice stuff abt it aso. but shall not say&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;anyway, abt last wed. went to national stadium to watch the match. damn exciting!!! liike omgsh. but yeh. anyway, i can't rmb much. only rmb a lot of yelling malay vulgarities, n like shouts of referee kayu n erm. showing third fingers at the thai ppl. LOL oh wellz. then went home damn late. haha. sorrie la. tired budden difficult to get onto train. then huiting n viola went off first, cos we actually wanted to eat, budden they went the wrong way, n ended up going with us after going to geylang =P LOL&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;oh wellz. kkz. i think it's time for me to slp. tired after physical. sure hope i dun lose a leg or wadeva tonite. dun wanna spent PE in pain again tmr &gt;&lt;&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;buhbyeez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5980256194341988981?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5980256194341988981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5980256194341988981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5980256194341988981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5980256194341988981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/02/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3214460325911787432</id><published>2007-01-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:40:45.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>it's late at nite. i feel alive. the first time i've felt lidat in a long time, n i'm bored. so yes. shall do sth i found on jian wei's blog. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN EMOTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. are you missing someone right now? yes. a lotta ppl but esp some1.&lt;br /&gt;2. are you happy? no.&lt;br /&gt;3. are you talking to anyone right now? msning zilin&lt;br /&gt;4. are you bored? very&lt;br /&gt;5. are you german? no&lt;br /&gt;6. are you irish? no&lt;br /&gt;7. are you french? screw the french. i hate them&lt;br /&gt;8. are you italian? no to race. yes to food&lt;br /&gt;9. are your parents still married? duh&lt;br /&gt;10. do you like someone right now? YES&lt;br /&gt;TEN FAVOURITES:&lt;br /&gt;1. television: what's that?&lt;br /&gt;2. flower: crysentemum *think i spelt it wrongly*&lt;br /&gt;3. color: green black white. obv rite? my floorball stick isn't that colour for no reason?!&lt;br /&gt;4. sport: FLOORBALL, soccer, table tennis, badminton (all in order of preference)&lt;br /&gt;5. mall shopping centre: dunno what those are&lt;br /&gt;6. band: AIR SUPPLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;9. animal: dogs&lt;br /&gt;10. state: gaseous. at least it's random&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;2. phone color: black&lt;br /&gt;3. car color: black&lt;br /&gt;4. hair style: short&lt;br /&gt;5. eye color: brown. i think&lt;br /&gt;6. shoe size: 11&lt;br /&gt;7. ring size: secret. only my gf/wife will know =P&lt;br /&gt;8. skin color: yellow. no la no. i the first black chinese&lt;br /&gt;9. available: depends. if chio, yes. if not so chio, mebbe no&lt;br /&gt;10. lefty/righty: righty&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;1. have you ever been in love? yes&lt;br /&gt;2. do you believe in love? yes. i'm a romantic&lt;br /&gt;3. why did your past relationships fail? if i knew, i'd b married by now&lt;br /&gt;4. have you ever been heartbroken? once. abt a yr ago&lt;br /&gt;5. have you ever broken someone's heart? probably. wldn't noe&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever fallen for one of your best friends? yar. sort of la. as in like best female friend. all my best friends usually guy&lt;br /&gt;7. are you afraid of commitment? nope. dun tink so&lt;br /&gt;9. has someone ever kissed your hand? IDIOT. GUYS KISS. not GIRLS. well... i dun mind tho. n ya jian wei, if u read this, i also realise. this a zabor quiz&lt;br /&gt;10. have you ever had a secret admirer? dunno. it's like SECRET RITE?!&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS - THIS OR THAT:&lt;br /&gt;1. love or lust: love.&lt;br /&gt;2. hard liquor or beer: hard liquor&lt;br /&gt;3. night or day: night.&lt;br /&gt;4. one night stands or relationships: relationships.&lt;br /&gt;5. television or internet: internet&lt;br /&gt;6. pepsi or coke: COKE&lt;br /&gt;8. money or family: both'&lt;br /&gt;9. phone or in person: in person.&lt;br /&gt;10. msn or myspace: msn&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVERS:&lt;br /&gt;1. have you ever been caught sneaking out? nvr sneaked out&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever done something you regret? ya. lots&lt;br /&gt;4. have you ever bungee jumped? nope&lt;br /&gt;5. have you ever gone skydiving? nope&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever finished an entire jaw breaker? NO&lt;br /&gt;7. have you ever wanted someone so badly it hurt? YES&lt;br /&gt;8. have you ever killed a man? in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;9. have you ever danced in the rain? HELL NO&lt;br /&gt;10. kissed someone in the rain? wish i haf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHID&gt; THIS SUX&gt; JIAN WEI!!! All ur fault!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3214460325911787432?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3214460325911787432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3214460325911787432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3214460325911787432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3214460325911787432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/lol_21.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6112963979127663103</id><published>2007-01-18T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:46:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>age</title><content type='html'>sometimes life seems so long. i dunno why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like a thousand years old right now. like seriously. i really dunno what's going on with me. somehow i juz feel like i'm getting older at like 5 times the usual rate. maybe it's not me getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the spirit. if i had to make a guess, i'd say my spirit was abt 1000 yrs old rite now. i'm tired of life. tired of everything else out there. mebbe i've juz lost hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's hope anyway. always tot it's sth u use to make urself keep happy n looking fwd. now i'm not so sure. dun think i've ever had any hope anyway. life's juz a cycle. the only time u break out of it is when u die. not that i'm contemplating suicide. like my life too much rite now. at this moment at least. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i juz wake up in the middle of the night and think abt all the ppl who've gone past. as in friends long lost, people i'll nvr see again, teachers n frenz who made my life happy n meaningful. nowadays, everything seems so preprogrammed. i go to sch cos i haf to study. sit with my class cos i'm in that class. talk with ppl cos they talk to me. like everything's so regimented. wth la. what happened to spontaneous jaqing arnd n all?! ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent had a proper talk with a lotta ppl in a long time. thinking abt all the frenships lost n gone juz makes me sick sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we touch people only briefly in our lives. most of the time we are lonely. i think i believe those 2 sentences now. i'm living it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6112963979127663103?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6112963979127663103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6112963979127663103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6112963979127663103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6112963979127663103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/age.html' title='age'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-2085235342106055226</id><published>2007-01-16T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:59:37.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>age is catching up with me</title><content type='html'>lol. i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel old. like really old. i think my life is juz like catching up with me or sth &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went back to RI to eat on monday, cos the stall i luv with my life, n which i almost totally grew up eating came back to their new canteen. YAY!!! it's KAMPONGGGG!!! WHOO&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy. anyway, their standard hasn't changed a bit. quite surprisingly. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy abt that also. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been damn pissed with my sis, for various reasons i shall not go into. suffice to say that i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enof abt that then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to RI on mon, n i was talking to my juniors. suddenly realise how incredibly time seems to fly. juz a couple of yrs back, i was getting irritated by everything they did. now it's like kan kai le. ppl wanna b idiot, let them b idiots, as long as dussen affect me, i dun care liao. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i havent lost my temper at any1 in sch for a damn long time. YAY. which is gd. ren lau le. kan kai yi dian. lol. i feel like an old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. this old man gg to nap. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-2085235342106055226?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/2085235342106055226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=2085235342106055226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2085235342106055226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2085235342106055226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/age-is-catching-up-with-me.html' title='age is catching up with me'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8744024052696539544</id><published>2007-01-14T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:07:43.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>i'm pissed. n my right hand still hurts like shit. friday was playing floorball, then i got wacked by tan chee ming's ball when i was blocking a shot. on my right hand. which now hurts like shid. nth's broken. i think the right word for it is sore. ya. it's juz damn frigging sore. gd thing is that i can't feel any pain right now. as in additional pain. so that's gd. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. shant talk abt friday floorball anymore. a bit screwed up n i not very happy abt sth. budden i also dun wanna talk abt it. so yeh. QED. end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT hse pt on friday. wonder whether i sld go n crash if no floorball this wk. hehe. oh wells. nvm. aiya. nth i writing here makes any sense. it's been raining for 2 days straight. which sux. i get damn irritated n angsty when it rains. dunno why alos. i juz guess it's cos the sky is gloomy so i also gloomy. budden i dun do anything much outdoors. dun play soccer anymore, so dun need the sun. floorball is indoors. so dussen matter if it rains. UGH. i JUZ. aiya fuggit la. i gif up. can b bothered liao. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of whcih. i finally caught up with all my hw. so yay. n tmr is gg to b antoher long day for me. same with tuesday. so not looking fwd. shall slp early tonite. fav pasttime now. slping. heck mugging. it can go n die. there's no more drive in me. i think i shall go off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another wklong absence from this blog. here i come! ^^ buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8744024052696539544?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8744024052696539544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8744024052696539544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8744024052696539544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8744024052696539544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8718470655412246186</id><published>2007-01-11T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:18:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DID IT!</title><content type='html'>yesss. i'm finally free of my coke addiction. now only need to drink when i need a sudden giant transfusion of sugar into my bloodstream within a short amt of time. haha. it's like damn interesting. i wonder how that happened. but i juz suddenly stopped drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i think i'm dying. havent been eating well, n once i eat, like today, feel hungry n hungrier n hungrier. wth. anyway, since lidat, then i might as well dun eat. which is gd. sinceb beginning of sch, i've lost like 4 kg alridy. n it's set to continue decreasing. i really like this thrend. if i can push my weight down to below 80kg, i might haf a chance at getting that silver for this yr's NAPFA. but haf to see first. guess i sldn't b overly ambitious. budden i think i not ambitious enof. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fitter me = faster runner = better floorball. i think i'm improving, budden muz train more. so yay. hopefully we r gg to get a coach. muk's a decent person to tell u what's going wrong, in a game. sometimes. budden erm. i dun think he's eloquent enof. like usually, a few words says it all. like basics, dribbling, shoot earlier. that sorta thing. a bit the erm. undescriptive sometimes. yea. oh wellz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. shant say anything tmr got trg again. which rox. budden i'm gg to miss half of it, which sux. so shall juz play against teachers i guess. which rox. yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k time to go. buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8718470655412246186?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8718470655412246186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8718470655412246186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8718470655412246186'/><link rel='self' 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commit suicide. oh n to top it all off, i'm having a headache. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the whole, today was a damn fun day. well mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was madness. we got a new teacher. mr siva's taking us this time, really wished it was still seah. he's a damn nice teacher, budden i guess u can't hav everything in this world again. that means that all our pe teachers r new. cos goh's not taking us again. sigh. anyway anyway, the main point is taht we did sth like interval trg. i think that's what it's called. run 2 rnds for warm up, then 1 rnd, full speed. for me at least. rest for a while, then run again, then rest n run again. so altgr, i ran 5 rnds today. not very gd cos i'm damn tired n havent been running the whole of the holidays. man. really haf got to like buck up on physical trg. like seriously. i hate the army n i think it's a total waste of time. the army can sue me for this for all i care. not happy, put me in detention. i'm not gg to change my stand. but either way. it's lidis. i still think i sld like at least put in an effort to like attempt to get a gd NAPFA grade, even if it's only so that i'll b in the army for a shorter period of time. GOAL: 5 pull ups! here i come. whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. then was civics. haha. played some weird games where all the guys died except for me... not funny lor... sit there n like see every1 dying, then feel like super irritated... cos if u dun die, u wun b able to see who's the evil person, which sux cos i wanna noe! haha. but oh wellz. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bio lab. wasn't really paying attention cos i was still shagged. then spent the time after sch attemtping to find some1 to go out to eat lunch. cos the canteen was swarmed by j1s who had nth better to do than sit arnd n play cards. haha. lol. now i noe how the j2s felt last yr. budden not my fault lor. i din do that. wld sit at my og n play cards. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then in the end din eat lunch at all cos they wanted to go to S11 to eat, then i lazy to walk so far. went back to hang at the floorball booth, n then got like quite a lotta ppl to like sign up for floorball, so quite happy la. cherie kept saying i was scaring them off, but that's proly cos she was talking to the girls n i was talking to the guys. n she was like using a different technique while i knew like well... half the guys who were signing up? haha. oh wellz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then talked to some of my juniors for a while, then went for floorball liaoz la. quite ok today. some trg. budden it was like in the amphitheatre, which isn't really a veri gd place cos of all the rough spots, budden guess at least there's trg! haha. so anyway, i did stupid stuff, ran abt n got myself damn tired. the last goal was damn stupid. slda stopped it. budden i was so damn tired my brain totally stopped working, n the ball juz rolled past. i was like brain dead, legs dead by 1/2. only my hands still working. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back home. oh rite. i dunno whether i sld murder zilin la. i'm sure she go n tell my sis that she noes me. wth. oh wellz. nvm. it was bound to happen i guess. LOLAOZ. budden haix. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got sch again. i'm still damn shagged. think i shall go n get an early night. buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-260312603346605026?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/260312603346605026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=260312603346605026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/260312603346605026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/260312603346605026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/cca-feste.html' title='CCA feste'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6664829611877178099</id><published>2007-01-09T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:22:12.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>i came home n slpt for 2 hrs today. really damn tired. been burning myself out like mad for the past few days. Zzz. but that's now all over. so yay. quite happy. currently, i haven't touched a single computer game in like erm. 2 wks alridy. so yay! quite a gd track record. so yep. shall keep that up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh n i havent handed anything in late yet, so shall attempt to keep that going this yr. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate GP this yr cos it's abt politics n i'm abt to hear stuff like u sld b a politician n all. at least i hope not. if my parents say that juz one more time or sth, i'm gg to like go on a rampage n kill them. politicians can go n die. (sorrie richard =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh wellz. n GP feels like this giant philosophy/ KI lesson thing, so i'm like getting deja-vu feelings everyday. SO WTH why can't it b sth else besides philo?! like i wanted to escape it? that's the reason why i dropped KI? yeh. amazing sometimes what happens when ur trying to get on with life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tmr got floorball. so yay. shall go n slp early for trg tmr. havent been eating a lot. so as a consequence, amazingly, i've lost like 3 kg in less than erm. 3 days? 6 days? anything. whoever said that sweet drinks cause u to put on weight was disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to ame today. haha. she was like complaining. got 6 comps at home n all of them either cannot use or dun haf the programme she wants. makes u wonder why we hav comps in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm using my laptop nowadays btw. my old comp is too damn slow. everytime i use it, i feel like blowing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. mugging time now. shall put my heart into it! go for As. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think i shall like go hunt up some more alcohol bottles. going to b quite interesting when i see the looks on ppl like GG n liting's faces when they get what i'm preparing for their bdays this yr. hehe. mebbe shall gif to other ppl as well. dunno yet. shall see first... it's not everyday u turn 18 u noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6664829611877178099?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6664829611877178099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6664829611877178099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6664829611877178099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6664829611877178099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1822459214881672045</id><published>2007-01-07T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:07:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm only going to say</title><content type='html'>SOME1'S GOING TO PAY. LIKE IN BLOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONO. LEMME THINK THAT AGAIN. SOME1'S JUZ GOING TO DIE. IN PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SOME1 IN PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE DIE. DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRUCIFICATION WLD B GD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR STH ELSE NICER LIKE WELL.. I DUNNO. WU MA FEN SHI? SI WU QUAN SHI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO. WHY ASK ME?!?!?!?!?! GO TO HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO KILL SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME1'S GOING TO DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz realised how fun it is to b ranting on my blog again. sorta like moral uplifting. catarsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss lit. i miss history. i miss world war 2. almost wish there's b a world war 3 rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for the atomic bomb n the nuclear weapons n anthrax n all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world wld b such a nicer place if it's juz all GO AWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA. GET LOST N DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE. IN. PAIN. bastards (or mebbe bastard/bitch/idiot/asshole/whatever else fits)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1822459214881672045?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1822459214881672045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1822459214881672045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1822459214881672045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1822459214881672045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-only-going-to-say.html' title='i&apos;m only going to say'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-899003019456879370</id><published>2007-01-07T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:21:54.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>lol. this is like a little sth i got off huang lu's blog cos i'm damn bored n econs sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGH 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMME SAY IT AGAIN. ECONS SUX. esp when ur doing 2 essays n 3 outlines in 2 days. namely sat n sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECONS SUX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. end of story. next&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-899003019456879370?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/899003019456879370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=899003019456879370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/899003019456879370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/899003019456879370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-5689819530782686443</id><published>2007-01-06T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T14:05:49.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy ****</title><content type='html'>2 econs essays. n 3 econs outlines. WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darkness falls. there is no hope in this world. die in vain. FOOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz go n die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, jian wei n i were talking abt random stuff ytd, n we suddenly realised how lucky i am that my name dussen start with f or h. go figure out urself why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-5689819530782686443?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/5689819530782686443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=5689819530782686443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5689819530782686443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/5689819530782686443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/holy.html' title='holy ****'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1429556419231189552</id><published>2007-01-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:07:03.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wk 1 of sch</title><content type='html'>hmmz. wk 1 of sch was quite ok la. i guess. a lotta new stuff. new teachers n all la. budden nth much that i can really say. new gp teacher quite ok i guess, budden it's like i've been too tired to really notice anything or even care abt how nice or unnice new teacher really is. haha. tired ppl need to slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh wellz. anyway, i think i need another break, which is ironic since i juz had a giant holiday like juz abt last wk? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. this yr's orientation isn't very nice, oh wellz. at least to me. budden doing first aid n looking at the j1s is quite ok i guess. i swear they r getting shorter every yr. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sis is waking up later n later. which sux cos that means that i'm gg to sch later n later n later. SIGH. so it's like AIYA. dun care la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been talking to a lot of ppl who r ogls, which i guess quite normal. haha. since i keep on doing first aid. been talking a lot to k leong also. whee. so yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny no one has changed at all over the holiday. i tot that most ppl wld haf like changed over the many days of the holiday, budden no one changes nowadays. oh wellz. nth i can really do. hahahahaha... life sux la. i think that sch is like damn difficult this yr. n damn stressful. even tho it's only the first wk of sch. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note. yay. i scored a damn nice goal. thanx to this damn powerful nice placement shot from Boyle today. yay! against teachers team i think. or alumni. can't rmb. juz damn nice placement n everything, n like 98% tycho luck n 2% skill. so yay! haha. time to slp. nighty nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1429556419231189552?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1429556419231189552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1429556419231189552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1429556419231189552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1429556419231189552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/wk-1-of-sch.html' title='Wk 1 of sch'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6257161995258311423</id><published>2007-01-03T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:25:06.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1 of sch</title><content type='html'>ok. first things first. besides the fact that i dun haf my hols hw anymore, i feel sick. like very sick. i've been shitting like mad for the past 2 days, n the worst part is that it's not even shit. it's watery shit. thanx a lot. aka. i'm getting sick. again. i think. n i din slp the whole of last nite cos i kept waking up to go n shit. thanx a lot. gjgjgj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, today was a bit shitty. woke up with a headache. my sis dawdled going to sch. again. so i was stuck in a monumental traffic jam for like holy 20 minutes. aka. bad mood. which sucked. u'd think that'd u'd haf less prob gg to sch since now like same sch? but NO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, the sch was damn crowded today. dunno y but it seems like this yr's j1 batch is gigantic. but that's proly juz an impression which i'm having. lol. so thanx a lot. then i think the medication i was taking made me feel damn damn damn damn slpy. so yea. nth i can do abt that tho. which sucked. happiness stuff. lee chai keow no longer teaching us GP. lagman left our class. nth much to say abt lagman. so too bad la. i think he's quite a gd econs tutor, but since he change then change lor. guess i'll juz haf to wait for the next teacher to see whether he was better or worse than her. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. erm. what else. so yea. most of the day spent slacking n all. which was bad. n then i was with mervin after sch. haha. mervin, jian wei n weiliang. speaking of which, i won my first bridge game of the yr. indication of things to come. quite wonderful to see i haven't lost my skillz, unlike my xbox skillz which were like totally gone the last time i tried. haha. but yea. guess i can't really say much la. after all it's like bridge nvr really leaves u. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after sch, waited in sch for my sis to end, cos she din tell me she gotta go for og dinner. so i was like sitting n playing cards. haha. then talked to enghui n toonwen a bit, n cyrus, then went home. din go for physical. came home, took meds n fell aslp. again. wth la. i'm sure first day of sch n then lidis fall sick. bad omen. but wadeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more bridging tmr! hallelujah!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6257161995258311423?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6257161995258311423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6257161995258311423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6257161995258311423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6257161995258311423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-1-of-sch.html' title='day 1 of sch'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7773191201414848396</id><published>2006-12-31T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:06:39.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NY</title><content type='html'>ahem ahem. it's a new year at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this yr is probably one of my most wasted years. din do well for studies, din do well in anything actually. juz slacked a hell lot. so therefore. next yr cannot alridy. not like i'd slack even if i wanted to.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so that being said. shall not waste anymore time for next yr liao. starting tmr, shall act like i'm gg to die tmr, which i probably am. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution: STUDY hard. LOL. i told u nothing abt will do well for A'lvls. think quite dumb anyway. if u try hard, u'l do well. dussen rily matter whether u wanna do well or not. the method is more impt to me than the end results. after all. u nvr noe when the inevitable varibles r gg to occur n screw u up. LOLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i shall go off now. buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7773191201414848396?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7773191201414848396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7773191201414848396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7773191201414848396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7773191201414848396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/ny.html' title='NY'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-4814677121561783278</id><published>2006-12-31T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:37:00.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>well... haven't blogged in a long time. so here i go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a friendly against erm... swiss cottage. won that one. so yay. almost scored a goal. so yay also. hakeem went from hat-trick hero to 5 goal scorer or sth lidat. so yay. ok. next. cos i seriously can't rmb anything else alridy &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. christmas was ok. except not much shows to watch, so quite boring at times. sigh. then erm. spent most of the time doing other less 'constructive stuff'. lol. got an xbox 360 for christmas. yay. budden that's alos my bday prezzie next yr. so too bad. gd thing got DOA4 to amuse myself with. btw. DOA4 ROXORS. it's damn nice. go try one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last wk i dun rmb much. watched curse of golden flower this wk. the show's quite nice. all those who haven't watched it sld go watch. b4 it stops showing. lol. ok. n then i wanted to watch stuff like erm... night in the museum. budden no money, no time, no one wants to watch. so too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... what else. oh ya. richard n limen came over the other day to play xbox. so quite fun. supposed to b mervin n a couple of his classmates also. budden they all got stuff on n so all nvr come. then mervin got himself screwed for gg him late the previous night, so too bad. haha. budden at least i finally got sth straight. cannot mix xbox with FPS on comp. CANNOT. my psychomotor went down like hell. i'm sure la. i'm sure can get my sword timing wrong until get owned like siao. I'm SURE CANNOT EVEN COORDINATE MY BULLET-SPRAY SMG + MELEE COMBO. like WTH. no possible... not to mention my sniping went from medium gd back to totally lousy. wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so that's that la. erm. what else. oh ya. today went back for some choir gathering. conrad ask me to go back. so i juz wnet back since got nth else to do. haven't talked to the guy for quite a long time. haha. budden now he's outta army, n damn nice life. damn carefree. can't wait to see him actually start working properly. then all the stuff. get to lmao at him first. heh. gd thing i'm quite sure he nvr read my blog one. then can put all this here. hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. i think that's abt it liao. happy new yr all. tmr, my new yr resolution. WHICH WILL NOT HAVE THE SENTENCE - I WILL DO WELL FOR A'LVLS. unlike the rest of u out there. burn in hell. heretic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-4814677121561783278?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/4814677121561783278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=4814677121561783278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4814677121561783278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/4814677121561783278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8492865680424595892</id><published>2006-12-22T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T22:43:34.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol. next. wadeva. random. stuff. here. pls. do. not. read.</title><content type='html'>sigh. i'm in pain all over man. seriously. i think that i rily rily rily rily rily need a break. n sch's starting in 2 wks. what a nice way to end the hols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xbox sessions next wk is dead. cos limen 'wants' to start doing his homework. 9 out of 10 i bet he'll flop. but that's his business. so we shall haf a massive bridge session at my hse, mebbe a little xbox n other entertainment thrown in. but ya. mostly no more xbox cos i dun haf 4 controllers nor do i haf halo2. ugh. unless i can get them from adam! *bet i can't.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. friendlies a lot this wk. so yay. been running a lot. n ok. but i need to work on stuff. n i dun even haf a proper area bigged than 3 meters to work in. great. gj. but ahh wellz. nvm. mebbe shall go back to sch one day with lionel n train. i dunno. mebbe sneak into the multipurpose hall or sth. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so yea. sch terms' opening soon, i'm juz damn happy that this hols is gg to b over. soon., reflection on the hols. but basically, it's been damn tragic since my mum has been taunting me abt this being the last hols that i'm ever going to really spend with her. thanx for nth mum. so yup. ok. i shall go off n slp now. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8492865680424595892?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8492865680424595892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8492865680424595892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8492865680424595892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8492865680424595892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/lol-next-wadeva-random-stuff-here-pls.html' title='lol. next. wadeva. random. stuff. here. pls. do. not. read.'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1067925892359273183</id><published>2006-12-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:42:05.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some stuff</title><content type='html'>sigh dunno la. the hols r finally finishing, but for some strange reason, i can't wait for them to start again. like seriously man. this hols has been damn boring, despite all the floorball n running arnd n all. so ya. sigh. i really dunno. it's juz like aiya. nvm. life is so damn meaningless. dun even noe what i want with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next yr is gg to b a lvls. but there's like no motivation to do well for myself, beyond the stupid cert. i seriously dunno what i wanna do with my life in future. i mean it's like i really dunno. if i had to list what i wanted to do with my life, can list what i dun wanna do. but there's a whole bunch that i rily rily rily rily wanna do. so ditto for gdness n everlasting peace by knowing u have an ideal. well. lolz. oh wellz. can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz found out that tix r like selling fast for phantom. n faii din book for me cos he tot i wldn't b free. -.-" oh wells. not his fault la. partly mine also. so ya. any1 wanna watch, tell me on msn quick. then we go watch. lolz. better not let me go myself ar ame. otherwise i'm gg to murder u. sms me so much stuff abt phantom, then in the end dun wanna go... i'm gg to like dunno... string u upside down n tickle ur feet until u die or sth. so what... torture's uninventive. it's not a crime?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. dunno la. this hols seems damn damn damn boring. sigh. oh wellz. i really can't say much i guess. haven't been xboxing enof. shall attempt to arrange a game next wk, if i can squeeze in that much in btn all the friendlies we r having next wk. dunno whether i sld play next wk tho. really really wanna get my stick fixed. n buy a new ball to practice with of cos. afzhal lost my one during the sch term, then the other one got squished. so ya. oh wellz. see first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said, i think the friendly against smu was quite bad. i noe i played badly. was ok with running i think, but somehow... it's juz weird. when i play against teachers on fridays, i run like a lot, n really enjoy myself, but at trainings, n all i dun run that much. dun even atk that much. it's juz weird. very very weird. so ya. sigh. but can't fall aslp on my feet anymore. dunno what happened. juz suddenly blanked out at one point in time. that said, also not used to playing 3 on 3. damn weird. like no time to think. i'm juz like gg with the flow most of the time. n my new tracking mindset seems to b doing quite well. i think i'm marking my opponents much better. but not gd enof. need to get it better up. lol some song lyrics below. nightey nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Every Breath You Take - Sting &amp;amp; Police&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breath you take&lt;br /&gt;And every move you make&lt;br /&gt;Every bond you break,&lt;br /&gt;every step you take&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;And every word you say&lt;br /&gt;Every game you play,&lt;br /&gt;every night you stay&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me?&lt;br /&gt;How my poor heart aches&lt;br /&gt;With every step you take&lt;br /&gt;Every move you make&lt;br /&gt;Every vow you break&lt;br /&gt;Every smile you fake,&lt;br /&gt;every claim you stake&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've gone&lt;br /&gt;I've been lost without a trace&lt;br /&gt;I dream at night, i can only see your face&lt;br /&gt;I look around,&lt;br /&gt;but it's you i can't replace&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cold,&lt;br /&gt;and i long for your embrace&lt;br /&gt;I keep crying baby, baby please,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me?&lt;br /&gt;How my poor heart aches&lt;br /&gt;With every step you take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i think a lotta ppl rmb that one from that econs lecture. finally managed to find the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;ditto abt the song tho. can't find it online &gt;&lt; &lt;u&gt;All Night Long - Lionel Ritchie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my friends, the time has come&lt;br /&gt;To raise the roof and have some fun&lt;br /&gt;Throw away the work to be done&lt;br /&gt;Let the music play on(play on, play on)&lt;br /&gt;Everbody sing, everybody dance&lt;br /&gt;Lose yourself in wild romance&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Karamu, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing along!&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Karamu, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come onand sing along!&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Karamu, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing along!&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People dancing all in the street&lt;br /&gt;See the rhythm all in their feet&lt;br /&gt;Life is good wild and sweet&lt;br /&gt;Let the music play on(play on, play on)&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And feel it in your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let the music take control&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Liming, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing my song!&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, once you get started&lt;br /&gt;You can't sit down&lt;br /&gt;Come join the fun&lt;br /&gt;It's a merry go round&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's dancing&lt;br /&gt;Their troubles away&lt;br /&gt;Come join our party&lt;br /&gt;See how we play!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have a party!&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;They're jamming in the street&lt;br /&gt;All night long&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i said, everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;They're jamming in the street&lt;br /&gt;All night long!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i said, everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;They're jamming in the street&lt;br /&gt;All night long!&lt;br /&gt;Feel good! feel good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1067925892359273183?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1067925892359273183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1067925892359273183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1067925892359273183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1067925892359273183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-stuff.html' title='some stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-1746554511760093723</id><published>2006-12-14T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T14:33:02.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>haven't posted for some time cos damn lazy n blogspot somehow damn slow also. lol. anyway, ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past 2 days, went to watch movies. ytd was eragon n day b4 that was deja vu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eragon = LOUSY. seriously man. i mean like wth. the movie is probably ok if u din read the book. but after u read the book, then u watch the movie, u seriously juz wanna throw up reading it. it sux. totally. like sitting there n watching was damn painful. they removed all the best parts of the book, n made it into some weird thing i dun even noe what the hell it is. lol. so much for another epic. think he wld haf done better sticking to a long show n the book. the show din even last 90 minutes btw. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then erm. deja vu. or b4. wadeva. i think deja vu rox. a bit sciency n improbable, but in the end, the show is seriously gd. i mean like really really gd. so ya. watch it. shall not say anything else. i'd put it up there with minority report in terms of story line. but ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought battlefield 2 n i've been playing it like mad. shall get back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random stuff. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: April 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are certain and confident when you choose to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;Even though your romantic choices may be unconventional - you stand behind them.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends never know you as well as a romantic partner does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 3rd, 12th, 21st, and 30th of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-1746554511760093723?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/1746554511760093723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=1746554511760093723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1746554511760093723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/1746554511760093723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3846291065316013933</id><published>2006-12-03T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:07:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand the continuation. hahaz</title><content type='html'>ok. so now i shall actually blog abt my trip. yay! which was actually quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: which was actually this wk's wed. LOLZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up damn early to go airport. my mum hasn't been flying for a damn damn long time, so we all went there early so that she cld check in early to go shopping -.-" not farnie lorz. lol. grandparents were there also, so we ate breakfast outside, then checked in. airport not much change since last yr. actually, almost the same as when i left for china trip. except that i saw more stuff cos i had time to walk arnd. hahaz. but quite cool la. so ok. played xbox for a while, then went on to board the plane. bought eragonn n eldest there also. quite gd books, so ok. not really my usual read tho, but since i wanna noe the story b4 the movie comes out, it's quite ok i guess. that cost me $25 altgr, cheaper than outside. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then erm. got onto plane. SIA IMPROVED! quite a bit. def better than last yr's china trip, altho they still suck compared to a looonnnngggg time ago. as in the service. haha. watched random movies. actually, i only watched when i was eating. juz listened n read my book. haha. finished abt 300 pages within the 2 hr flight. WHOO. drank some white wine with my dinner on the plane. yay. then got to bangkok. the airport sux. but ok la. not too bad. veri crowded tho, so went arnd, did stuff n then left the place for the hotel. spent abt 1 n 1/2 hr getting to hotel. megabig jam in city center. then got to hotel. i tot the hotel was in a rather unhealthy part of the city, but can't do anything abt it. n it was a 5/6 star hotel. LOLZ&gt;&gt;&gt; ok then. gjgj. ate dinner at a nearby tony romas while gg out on a walk arnd the hotel. bangkok has 98% of it's roads either unpaved properly, or as side roads. gj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, booked a day tour to the grandpalace n national temple, then went back to hotel to slp. they HAF CABLEEEE!!! YAY!!! so quite late when i finally went to slp. ESPN =P oh rite. b4 i forget, went to the hotel bar to consume complimentary drinks. yay. their drinks there r damn cheap. got myself a tequila moonrise. damn nice. it's a mix of tequila, dark n lite rum. n tastes damn gd. din get drunk tho. wasted. hahaz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY2: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up damn early. breakfast at hotel was nice. i guess. then went on the tour. no photos yet, so shall post another time. haven edited. suffice to say that the tour was gd, budden the problem was that the tour also had a lotta problems cos the grp was small n the place was damn mega crowded. n full of angmohs. LOLAOZ. everywhere all angmohs. n it was megahot. even tho now is supposed to b winter O.O ok... went to some shopping center after that, n then went shopping. din buy anything much tho. cos nth much to buy. then walked arnd. went to shangrila for a while. oh ya. bought some jerseys. cos they were cheap. like $5 only. n quite gd quality, altho i bet they will shrink or fade when i wash them. oh ya. then bought some comp games there. dark crusade only $15 lidat. nice. heh. stupid limen. pay so much when mine also original, juz that everything on the box in thai &gt;&lt; oops. hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy xbox games, the pirated ones. 1 for 100baht, so abt $5? ya. budden xbox has to b modified, which mine isn't. which is a problem, so i had no choice. cannot buy. UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. after all that, went to siam paragon to shop. din do much tho, cos damn late le. so we all juz walked a bit then went for dinner. or rather, stopped at some weird place. called orangey for dinner. food was quite nice, n the dining concept was rather nice also. so ok lor. after that, walked abit, then went back to hotel to slp le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early. bit later than day 2 tho. then went arnd. went to see some national monument. then went to riverside. there took boat up n down the place, n see the stuffs all arnd la. got some nice photos. n my dad got us lost once. cos he took a left turn when i told him to take a right turn -.-" nubcaek. but ya. bangkok everything haf to walk a lot. so did quite a lotta exercise there. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to siam paragon, cos my parents wanted to look at the giant stuffs mah. day b4 alridy did quite a lotta shopping at the weird place. lol. so ya. walk up n down, across. arnd. then buy buy buy, mom did most of the shopping. i din rily do that much. haha. no $$ mah. then erm bought a damn nice tripod for only $25. haahhahahahaha. yay. now my camera can use tripod which is tall enof le. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, dinner. at some weird place called blue elephant. supposedly the best thai restaurant in thailand. but can't say anything abt the food mon. it's damn nice. n damn spicy also. but still... DAMN NICE FOOD SIAL. i was like damn damn damn dman damn damn happy. ate quite a lot also. yay. n i think we were damn lucky. suspect they usually full hse one. but we managed to sneak in w/o a reservation. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day4:&lt;br /&gt;more shopping. went to one of their newer shopping centers, can't rmb the name, n shopped. saw a lotta nice stuff. like xbows, bows, guns, knives, throwing knives omg. much luv. table tennis bats. butterfly one. all only abt $10? damnit. slda bought. ugh. after that, went to airport, got an early flight home, n that's abt it. discovered that u can restart a movie from the beginning on SIA flights now. n bought myself a canadian icewine. haha. haven drunk it yet, but i bet it's gg to b damn nice. wanted to buy some of their local wines, but din haf the $$ so too bad. haix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then back in s'pore so end of story. yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3846291065316013933?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3846291065316013933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3846291065316013933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3846291065316013933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3846291065316013933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/thailand-continuation-hahaz.html' title='Thailand the continuation. hahaz'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3477151375080702307</id><published>2006-12-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:15:47.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>whoo. went to thailand. hahaz. erm. shall juz put sth really short here. cos i'm very shagged from the trip. juz got back abt 10mins ago. but ya. mostly i guess i juz wanna say i enjoyed myself. n spent a lotta $$  =S so oh wellz. listening to my new air supply album now. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. slpy time. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3477151375080702307?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3477151375080702307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3477151375080702307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3477151375080702307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3477151375080702307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/12/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-2597722718973125159</id><published>2006-11-28T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:12:28.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns</title><content type='html'>ok. so i shall continue on yay. last friday went to watch james bond with family since i had time. but the show sucked. thanx a lot amelia... i clda watched happy feet... AHHHH!!! and yes i agree with the newspaper that there's juz sth abt penguins which r so cute. lol. tt sounded paedophillic. mebbe some1's bad influence rubbing off on me liao &gt;&lt; badbadbad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. i mean, it was ok... the action sequences were gd. the girls were bad... ya. a james bond movie with lousy looking girls (to me at least) man. that's like rock bottom. it's like end of the world. but yes. that's what happened... at least to me &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, mucked arnd a bit b4 gg for dinner n then home. sat i spent the day mostly running abt looking for stuff. same for sunday, since we r like leaving this wed for thailand, n my mum happily like 'discovered' that she trashed my suitcase. n they JUZ had to decide to use mine &gt;&lt; (sarcasm)what a string of coincidences (/sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, ya. got a new suitcase, whcih i suppose is recompense for the wasted time walking arnd. n that ends last wk, proly the busiest wk of the hols &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this wk. monday, went for floorball training. can understand how SMRT can have a major competitor n still b unable to flush it out after so many yrs man. we were at kallang. the mrt station. walked to take bus to Valhall, which is where we r like training rite now during the hols. the frigging bus took like HOLY 1 hr juz to come. cos the bus driver din start driving. like MAN?! 1HR? n i tot 410 was bad &gt;&lt; this takes the prize man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya. training was gd. at least i tot so. managed to do some shots with my hitman. but it's like feels different. i got no problem with spot shots, drag shots, even can do a damn weak lousy slap shot with salming. but can't do any of that with my other stick. only an occasional slap shot n drag shots which can't get off the ground. muz bend my blade liao. lol. otherwise no way gg to anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today. shid la. feeling damn pissed still. it's like NELSON din come. cos he was 'stuck' in sch. ok la. he really was held up. so we had no goalie. then in a rare moment of inspiration, i volunteered to take his place. WOW!!! my debut as floorball goalie. let's go baby. i think it was like probably the worst thing i've ever done. was hoping for sth like indra's first time as goalie. against opponents who take shots from places u can cover. my first save was ok. saved a long shot. then SOME OF THE Mj guys. i still dunno who. KNOW HOW TO TAKE SLAPSHOTS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like close shots i seen b4, n got defend against b4 against chee meng on fridays. drag shots also... then it's like ?! SLAPSHOTS? those r like damn rare, n usually only chee meng does those, occasionally. on fridays, n i nvr saved one b4, usually nvr got into last man at all when he fired those. altho he hasn't done any recently. quite certain he did one b4 tho. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. no sense mucking abt it. i think i screwed up. long shots, super fast n accurate. i din even see them. n they all juz slipped past me. was like running arnd for the close shots, more likely dragging myself arnd. but i still let in a hell lot. sigh. then it's like block block block. then injured abt 4 fingers. n my wrists. n my knees were screaming in pain. i can't kneel for too long cos my knees will scream in pain. but still piah. then 2nd n last period, i really cannot liao. then the goals went in like crazy. n all mostly nth i cld do to stop at all... like nvr even saw them coming... WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. i think tt's abt it la. they said i did quite well for first time. but shid man. if it was a soccer goal with a bigger ball, i know i can def stop the shots... floorball... so tiny. alotta times i din even see the blasted ball... juz hope for the best n throw myself or my hands at the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really respect nelson rite now man. but wadeva. nth to say. haha. screwed up. shall go find sth to smash. grrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-2597722718973125159?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/2597722718973125159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=2597722718973125159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2597722718973125159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/2597722718973125159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawns.html' title='yawns'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-6156929741478703122</id><published>2006-11-26T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:46:25.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Cross APRC thingy (cont)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so yup. now it's day 3. n i forgot to post the past few days. oops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so day 3. which is mostly like the last day alridy. cos it's like nth else much to do. spent most of my time in the main hall. which was bad. hahaz. cos main hall either haf to stand for damn long, or haf to hide behind a screen, which is kinda stupid. but yeh. lolz. so anyway, we were all hiding behind this stupid screen, sitting there n slacking. then like someone got some paper. again. we did this on day 1. also. n i think a bit on day 2. not sure. so get paper, start writing. start writing, then quite happy. except we were doing stupid stuff like sketching, which was ok. except we all suck at sketching. then playing hangman. which i owned with my X-wing VS TIE fighter. NO ONE ASKED THEM TO PLAY COMP GAMES LORH. heh. n no one asked them to tempt me... gif some random thing like grand theft auto which i slda guessed but it juz like slipped my mind. was thinking sth along the lines of the frozen throne &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeh. then erm went out for lunch with rina n syahid. yay. went to kfc, then went back myself to the hotel. haha. then eat eat eat. then after that, back to work. ahh rite. the part which sorta pissed me off totally. they had a problem with the ppt, cos they wanted it to run. so ya. i offerred to automate it totally for them, so they can like decide on the timing n all. so easier for them, easier for me as well. then every1 happy. so yay. so automated the whole thing in a record time of abt 5 to 10 minutes. not my fault i pro at only ppt if pro at nth else. been doing ppt for almost 10 yrs alridy lorh. ahaz. so yeh. automate, then they tell me to scrap it at the last moment, cos it's like useless alridy. haix. oh wellz. nvm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ya. then the speakers all talked quite weirdly, n one din show me the script, n he had sentences flying in all over, n nvr flag me. so i haf to like copying lidat, peep over his shoulder at the script. hahaz. oh well... damn stupid. at least i din look very stupid i guess. haha. thena fter that, the same stupid running arnd with the mike so that ppl can answer. why they can't juz like walk to the center microphone on the stand is beyond me, but too bad. nth much i can say. they like it that way, then haf to b that way lor. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeh. then stephen told us he wldn't b doing wiht us anymore on the last day. quite sad cos he's been rily nice n all, but yup, can't say anything. rc not happy he there too long, so too bad lor. haha. took some pictures wiht him, which i currently dun haf =S cos they r with him, not with me =s shal attempt to get them from him one day, when i go to red cross hse or sth. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok then so that ends day 3. yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so went down again. day 4 quite sianz. cos all the time in the main hall again, n we again doing random stuff like hangman &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ya. then i finally caught on to what indra was doing... going arnd poaching badges from the delegates. lol. budden feel a bit paiseh doing that. haha. so yeh. din rily poach. so yup. nvm la. haha... oh ya. which reminds me, at the end of the entire thing, we were all in the main hall, then i brought my camera, n took a lotta coolio picts. shall post them here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4383/2807/1600/298727/DSC02802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4383/2807/320/228528/DSC02802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pict of me n the gals, lol. all nice ppl. shahyid isn't here cos he was doing the camera stuff. notice the image is blurry =P shaky hands. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4383/2807/1600/56685/DSC02797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4383/2807/320/90848/DSC02797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malcolm n i. the guy rox man. seriously. damn nice guy. which reminds me. i was sending him the photos today n he spent 5 minutes trying to clear up who i was. almost tot i got the wrong msn addy O.O n he's looking for gd lobang for guinea pigs. so ya. any1 got, tell me n i pass him msg. haha&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4383/2807/1600/920380/DSC02806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4383/2807/320/29681/DSC02806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup. me n shahyid in the secretariat. being screwed up. tried to find him malaysia. but cldn't find. n i wanted to write chairman mao on the china paper, but din noe if they wanted it back. hahaz. oh wellz. n he still hasn't come online for his photos. UGH. oh wells. haha. N I WANT THE REST OF MY PHOTOS!!! WHICH R ON HIS CAM -.-"&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;so ya. after photo taking, was hanging arnd then pierre duplessis came in. i think tt's how u spell his name. he's another of the delegates i really respect. quite a nice guy, so ya. then he was giving out canadian red cross badges. shall post a pict of it another time. really damn nice. haha. n damn lucky to get one. some of the other ppl din get any at all. hahaz. oh wellz. luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, went for floorball. started to rain, so oh wellz. waited, then started playing. UWC is quite gd la. but i think we clda done better. missed a lotta chances at scoring goals. was on the same line as marcus, tongs, indra, teh n aber. oh ya. then naeem joined us later. so yup. i was playing striker at first O.O muk's idea. but i dun haf stamina to sneak past them that day. dunno why also. but i guess not as easy as sneaking past teachers, cos it's like the UWC guys r big. as big as me some of them. not that they r fat la. but juz damn well built. so ya. n they kinda pushy. so i dun dare to go out on a fast break. wait get dao poked or sth. then some guy was being pushy on me. then i juz pushed back. n the guy fell. lol. kinda evil. then ya. got pulled back to defense at last. thankfully. then did quite a gd job i think. at least tt's what marcus was saying, dunno how i really did. but ya. at least we din lose any goals. except for 1 which was pure bad luck for us. then marcus scored the team's only 2 goals. juz damn magic. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yup. think we all played hard. my first actual game, n def can improve a lot. esp on sprinting. but well.. life's lidat i guess. juz haf to do my best. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post has taken me like an hr to type. omg. n it's long. which is gd. haha. i like long posts. yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall blog abt everything else which happened this wk later. for now, slp n then tmr got floorball. nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-6156929741478703122?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/6156929741478703122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=6156929741478703122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6156929741478703122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/6156929741478703122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/11/red-cross-aprc-thingy-cont.html' title='Red Cross APRC thingy (cont)'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8447816957175124294</id><published>2006-11-23T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:10:51.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Cross APRC thingy</title><content type='html'>so ya. after so long being tired, i decided i'd post this up. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole of this wk, from monday to thurs at grand copthorne doing plenary for asia pacific conference. since i'm more or less dead, i shall do day 1 n 2 today, n do 3 n 4 tomorrow. yay! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to grand copthorne. met the gang of ppl who r doing with me n our overall IC, stephen. yay! haha. ok la. mixed bunch mostly. me n indra from Rj, stella n cheaun fong from Nj, then Shayhid *sth lidat i think* n rina from Ij. ok. yay. but first day was a killer, got there at 730am, then move stuff in btn sesisons, stand up the whole time. yup. quite tiring. all of the peeps quite nice la. at that time. lol. as in tt's what i tot at tt time. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch there, some weird stuff. only rmb a lot of vegetables. oh ya. n got mushroom potato gratin. so ok la. quite nice. oh wellz. but only a bit of food left, n since i'm primarily a carnivore, so yup. i juz ate the meat, n the potato mushroom gratin. what was left of it at least. hahaz. then ya. the delegates have morning tea, break (i call it recess), lunch, tea, and then dinner. lolll. all got quite a lotta food. except for morning tea, cos they usually juz had breakfast juz b4, so ya. so yup. ate quite a bit since we can join in for everything except for lunch. n i drank a hell lotta tea. n coffeee... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun really rmb much of the other meals, juz that they were mostly nice. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at like 530, went home. after my first plenary session. got to know malcolm. *think tt's how his name is spelt... haha* he's some guy who's doing part time for the company which is doing this function. so gd la. haha. talk quite a bit of rubbish with him n indra. haha. so yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH RIGHT!!! wait. fun stuff happened in the plenary room. that's their small group session. was in charge of this room called galleria. it was like damn full. n the delegates kept spilling water, cos the distance btn rows was a bit small, so when they move, then their asses sometimes walk into the jugs. so ya. oops. they did it twice. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. next day. DAY 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the place. again. this time at 8am. haha. started in the big ballroom again, and then yup. stuff happened. had 2 sessions in the plenary again. lolz... so yup. but this time, cannot be outside, so have to b inside all the time. this was after tea. yup. so lemme see... one after break, then one after afternoon tea. lol. oh wait. the first main session. man. that guy is gd. he was talking abt viruses and stuff lidat, n he did in until i cld understand it. i mean, ya i supposed to b able to understand cos he take bio, but as in he said it very simply. man he's gd. some jap doctor i think. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one immediately after break was quite bad, cos it was like they all had a lotta ppl. indra became assistant repretoire, since they din have one. then i bcam mouse clicker, cos i told prof goh that i cldn't type fast enof, which is more or less the truth. he ended up writing in the end, so too bad. haha. besides, dun wanna spoil other ppl's laptop la. wah lau. i type damn violently when i type fast. so ya. quite scary. sometimes at least. my parents always say i damn vicious with the laptop. haha. then after that, they all want a wireless mike, so i have to go n get for them. then this that, end up running all arnd passing them the mike. but at least they got acknowledge my effort. so quite ok i guess. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i stayed with indra while they sorted out the stuff. then erm. went out to macs for lunch. cos they all say no more provision of food, so have to go out to eat lor. haha. so yup. food food, then bought back to eat, cos not enof time mah. haha. then the 2nd session. wah i really suay man. when i arnd so much stuff happen. when not arnd, nth happen at all... lol. so ya. then erm. do stuff do stuff. then indra n i left quite early to go support girls for floorball. so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to UWC. girls team only got 8 players. omg. so few. haha. so we allowed to play. then we all there. UWC girls r damn scary man. esp the ang mohs. they play like guys lidat. we all allowed to field 1 guy on field with 4 girls. then they all like tackle like guys, push n everything. if a guy, n i got the ball, i juz push back, let him go n die. fall down, break his arm whatever, i dun care. budden girl leh. dun dare. anyway was on for only a while. budden everytime got a guy, they all like despo or sth. at least 3 girls go for the guy one. then the girls also seriously sometimes a bit nervous. a bit cannot make it, so we lost like madly bad. 8 - 2 i think. lol oh ya. indra's pinkie got wacked manly badly. n he was playing goalie. haha. LOL. like how is that supposed to happen, since ur not supposed to snatch the ball from the goalie... but whatever man. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. after that, sat down n talked, then went back to dover MRT then left from there, n went home to slp. so yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no picts for first 2 days yet. will put them up another day. yay! at least day 4. cos i only brought my camera then. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. time to go watch bleach! yay! haha. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8447816957175124294?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8447816957175124294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8447816957175124294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8447816957175124294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8447816957175124294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/11/red-cross-aprc-thingy.html' title='Red Cross APRC thingy'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-8144369624151304079</id><published>2006-11-10T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:46:55.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>hmmz. this is weird. i'm feeling pissed off for some entirely strange and not very sane reason. like seriously. i've got totally no idea why i'm feeling pissed off. but oh wellz. who says i gotta b sane 24/7/365?! ya. if u not happy then well... press the home button on ur internet explorer n get the hell off here rite now. cos i'm not arnd to make u happy. not happy then juz die. faster and better for me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz. ok geddit under control man. wth is wrong with u. lolz. but seriously. quite weird i'm pissed off all of a sudden. hmmz. lemme see... din do anything stupid today. went back to sch for PW and then had floorball. no goals scored, but hey. i ran quite a bit. i dunno. ah wellz. ball control still needs work. and vision. speed definitely, but at least my timing is getting better, as in during dribbling, altho it's like my tackling has definitely gone down. oh wellz. price of playing only once a wk. haha sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy note here. PW IS FINALLY OVER!!! YAY. ok. some stuff to say. PW this yr was erm. well bad. not cos i had a lousy grp. actually i think u guys n erm. gals rock. yup. but it's like i juz can't stand this sort of projects, esp when u gotta like do some frigging survey. it sux. i hate it. it's irritating. everytime i ever see a blardy survey, i feel like cursing the asshole who came up with it, who tot of doing a survey. then this time i'm like asking ppl to do my survey. wth. my creed is dun do sth u wun ask some1 else to do. so ya. ugh. blardy hell. but wadeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. basically i juz really din like the stupid way PW is structured. but it's over, so i'm not gg to complain anymore. yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. so yup. tt's it. PW over, no more tests for this yr, i can get a break, and get on with life. yup. happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. i think i shall continue on with my happy thing from ytd and forget all this anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz. watched the prestige ytd. yay. it was quite a nice show. a bit weird at parts, esp when they kept on switching from person to person and all, but ah wellz. can't really say much can i? cos it's like well... how sld i put it? the story line was great, i tot, and better than that, the story was really intense, and i really liked it, even tho i juz read yamies n yip's blog and they din really like it. haha. oh wellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, it's like i guess there are a lot more stuff that i sld b doing rite now. my parents have been bugging me to start studying, but nth much i can do abt that. really really really tired. i mostly juz wanna die. ya. sometimes i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. really really really pissed rite now. muz not let this get to me &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so erm. yup. i guess that's all i missed out. inserted some more stuff in the previous post. mostly in the last paragraph only i think. go read it again if u think i missed sth out. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then. shall go off. buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-8144369624151304079?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/8144369624151304079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=8144369624151304079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8144369624151304079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/8144369624151304079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/11/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7094096500667692776</id><published>2006-11-10T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:49:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past wk</title><content type='html'>ok. so it's a bit late to b blogging, but i dun feel like slping juz yet. n some1 hasn't replied my msn yet. as in haven answered my qn, so i shall juz blog n stay up a little more. yay. not tt i slp early nowadays anyway. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wk was madly. whole wk stay in sch n everything. lemme see. can't rmb b4 friday, so shall juz start from then. friday, went back to sch for floorball, fun n poached a couple of goals. so yay. ok. quite tired out from all the running tho. cos it was like quite intense. n i was still barely recovering. so yup. oh wellz. sat was GEP gathering. haha. it's quite amazing sometimes, the weird stuff u can do when ur tgr with ur pals again. haven played soccer like that in a damn long time. sigh. wish we had more time to get tgr. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a yr since i actually played soccer. playing soccer is all well and fun, but somehow there's juz sth missing. sth i din really notice until the other sat when we were all playing. seems like when u play soccer, it's juz not the same when we are all like tgr n playing. the game was quite screwed up. like c'mon. what u expect. playing at the parade square. the ball has a 95% chance of falling to the canteen lvl. then ee chong was running abt n kicking the ball back up, and missing the parade square at like erm. 99% rate. ok. mebbe not tt bad ya. and every1 was laffing like mad. haven laffed that much in a damn long time. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i miss that quite a lot. that and table tennis, and juz hanging out with the ppl i spent 4 yrs of my life tgr. but every1's all lidat i guess. a lotta ppl haven seen each other, or talked that much to each other. and even more of them haven played soccer tgr in a long time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. was playing risk b4 soccer. heh. fortress europe. shid la. sld have taken some risks instead of juz sitting there, with every1 thinking i was the 'threat' when xian ying was the real threat, sitting n south america and building up his army. wth. juz cos i'm in europe and it's in the middle of the map... -.- otherwise wld haf won lor. damn. nvm. next time, i'm gg to chiong australia or africa or south america. no more europe. well... at least not as bad as IZ. almost got pwned. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k sun was PW rehersal. nth much. quite fun to b in sch on a sun i guess. but also quite stupid. sigh... nvm. mon was PW. i think i did quite well. haa. still feeling rather stupid over how i answered my Q&amp;A man. ugh. like who the hell insults urself, but since they liked it. i guess it's all in the result and the effect. showmanship or sth lidat. well. ya. amazing i managed to think of that answer actually, esp the short time and i usually stick to what i know how to answer. well. i took a chance. and i hope it paid off. well... actually i'm quite sure it paid off haha. will juz haf to see how next yr i guess. whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;amp;R due tomorrow, and then i'm gg to haf floorball. haha. so fun. whee. but shid la. not enof ppl for a team to play at floorball carn. oh wellz. can't have everything. i'll juz join more comps next yr if there are i guess. too bad this time. almost had enof. got 3 ppl liao. actually can play. budden kin wai cannot make it on the first day. so haf to pull out liao lor. too bad. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. jiayoz to every1 who's still doing I&amp;R like some1 named joyce ong liting who spent 50% of the time from 10 watching prison break -.- *coughs loudly* but yup. mostly juz do faster ok? and yup. luckz with it. and erm. any1 else who has got like erm. OP tomorrow. yup. wanted to wish every1 luck on last sun, and esp myself. heh. but too lazy to come on to blog. sigh. this blogpost seems a bit empty w/o thanking a couple of ppl. namely the ppl named in here, rigep05 for a wonderful sat last wk. yup. and well, faii for organising last sat. haha. yup. ok then. time to slp. buhbyeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rite. this is the insert, and the part above for liting. ya. and erm. some other random stuff which i can't change colour on cos i'm lazy. yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. thanx a lot to daniel and every1 else who was playing soccer. ya. even ee chong. haha. ok that was mean. really made my day playing with u guys again. haven done that for way too long alridy. so ya. rock on dudes! and ya. more card gaming plz. it's life. bridge is life. dun deny it. it's juz LIFEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7094096500667692776?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7094096500667692776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7094096500667692776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7094096500667692776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7094096500667692776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/11/past-wk.html' title='the past wk'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-3007205843969683790</id><published>2006-10-31T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:31:14.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>haven posted in a long time. wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this used to b a happy blog. now it seems sad n dejected. sometimes anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mapling isn't what it used to be. comp gaming has no kick. i need more xbox sessions, but i'm not getting enof of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbe it's time to move on. find some1 else. find another life. find another hobby. but it's juz too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all outta love, i'm so lost without you. i know u were right, believing for so long, i'm all outta love, what am i without you, and i can't be too late, to say that i was so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was vivocity the other day, n juz walking arnd being happy, then suddenly, outta the blasted blue, i was thinking, this wld b a damn nice place for shoppaholics for ppl like eng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then turn to go toilet n walk into her. almost literally, only minus the bump n crash. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either it's fate, xin ling xiang tong, or i'm juz developing psychic powers. mebbe it's all 3! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. time to go slp. nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-3007205843969683790?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/3007205843969683790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=3007205843969683790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3007205843969683790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/3007205843969683790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-7664027405207185786</id><published>2006-10-25T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:50:14.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floorball n reflections</title><content type='html'>so ya. i promised zilin that i'd blog abt sth nice today. aka my thots, so yes. i shall attempt to do so even tho my head is dead. my hands hurt, and my legs can't move. wow. yay! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. promos. why. sometimes i seriously dunno what happenned to me this yr. like seriously. study also cannot study properly. i mean. promos are impt GUYS!!! n GIRLS!!! so ya. we sld like put in extra effort. which i didn't do. for some stupid weird reason. hence my sucky results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sld proly like say abt the guys who din get in. like paul n choon wing. choon's been like quite a gd fren since like sec 2 when we met in debates club. then paul is like one of the few ppl i talk to regularly in class. so ya. i think next yr will be quite a long n dreary yr. proly will haf to start talking to the girls in class. i somehow manage to go thru life w/o talking to half the ppl in my class. seriously. i am either 1. DAMN PRO. or 2. DAMN DAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take ur pick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another side note, next yr is gg to suck quite badly, not cos of A lvls n i'm gg to turn onto super mugging godly imba attempt at pro-ed results mode. cos MY SISTER IS COMING TO RJ. wth. no more peace. i bet no more bridge also. LIKE WHYYYYYYY!!! WHYYYY!!! OH GOD WHY DID U HAF TO DO THIS TO ME?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again. mebbe not. i wldn't noe. i'll juz pretend none of this ever happened. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floorball rox. but i guess i sldn't haf gone today. still feeling quite sick. n i think i wun b gg to sch tomorrow liao. cos i dun feel so gd. so ya. sigh. but at least i played like some bomb. n tried my best. almost scored a brilliant goal, but it missed by a bit. wasted. then i think i scored on in mini-court 4 on 4. haha. too bad la. still no stamina for full court. but soon. will train. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november apparently no trg, so tt's bad. any1 up for gg out for stuff? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. i think it's time to go off see ya! *ps to zilin. i hope this is enof heh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-7664027405207185786?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/7664027405207185786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=7664027405207185786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7664027405207185786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/7664027405207185786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/10/floorball-n-reflections.html' title='floorball n reflections'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22999327.post-642064156652502575</id><published>2006-10-24T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:37:09.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>so last friday was our beautiful class outing to jurong wholesale market n the fishery port. yay! actually quite ok la. bbq was screwed tho. i din eat cos i can't eat after floorball. scored the opening goal that night. so quite happy abt it. n blocked myanmar man's shots quite a couple of times. getting quite sore in the process, so also quite happy there. got some nice shots of the fishery. so yay! haha. will post them up here next day. the wholesale market's biggest attraction was coconut drinking. which we did. at like 2 in the morning &gt;&lt; haha. got a shot of syuks, which i deleted cos i thot it sucked. sorrie syuks. there goes ur chance to b famous. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i slpt the whole day thru. tired mah. early morning i din rily slp. spent most of the time playing cards n other stuff. then went home to slp. then mapled. n mapled. n went out for dinner, then slpt. then sunday n mon. mon got sick. so din go to sch. haha. happy. today, still sick. so yes. i feel sick for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been mapling a lot tho. n got my thief to lvl 30! yay! so happy. n now i shall go n attempt to shove some dinner down my throat. buhbyeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22999327-642064156652502575?l=whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/feeds/642064156652502575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22999327&amp;postID=642064156652502575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/642064156652502575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22999327/posts/default/642064156652502575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyalltheangerandhate.blogspot.com/2006/10/stuff_24.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>xavier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773969489281940977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
