<?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-7173456</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:59:04.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate u now!! go away!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-111098562408006814</id><published>2005-03-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:07:04.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song-jian dan ai</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;`  __ Jian Dan Ai ]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`shou bu shang wei shen me&lt;br /&gt;`wo bian de hen zhu dong&lt;br /&gt;`ruo ai shang yi ge ren&lt;br /&gt;`shen me du hui zhi de qu zou&lt;br /&gt;`wo xiang da sheng xuan bu&lt;br /&gt;`dui ni yi yi bu she&lt;br /&gt;`lian ge bi lin ju du cai dao wo xian zai de gan shou&lt;br /&gt;`he bian de feng&lt;br /&gt;`zai chui zhe tou fai piao dong&lt;br /&gt;`qian zhe ni de shou&lt;br /&gt;`yi zhen mo ming gan dong&lt;br /&gt;`wo xiang dai ni&lt;br /&gt;`hui wo wai po jia&lt;br /&gt;`yi qi kan ri luo&lt;br /&gt;`yi zhi dao wo men du shui zhao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`wo xiang jiu zhe yang qian zhe ni de shou bu fang kai&lt;br /&gt;`ai neng bu neng gou yong yuan dan chun mei bei ai&lt;br /&gt;`wo__ xiang dai ni qi dan che&lt;br /&gt;`wo__ xiang he ni kan bang qiu&lt;br /&gt;`xaing zhe yang mei dan you&lt;br /&gt;` chang zhe ge__ yi qi zou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`wo xiang jiu zhe yang qian zhe ni de shoubu fang kai&lt;br /&gt;`ai ke bu ke yi jian jian dan dan mei you shang hai&lt;br /&gt;`ni__ kao zhe wo de jian bang&lt;br /&gt;`ni__ zai wo xiong kou shui zhao&lt;br /&gt;`xiang zhe yang de sheng huo&lt;br /&gt;`wo ai ni__ni ai wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`xiang jian jian dan dan ai~&lt;br /&gt;`xiang jian jian dan dan ai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl.. jian dan ai. hha.. hmm.. ok. now i got nth to crap la.. haha. let's tok abt my lame tag! haha.. ok chew help mi xuan chuan at her blog man!! well done. haha. -_-''' sorry la. cos is e com siao diao ma hor. haha. can see la. i not so lame as to tag lidat la. but den got e triangle so nice hor.. haha.. and chew was going crazy over it.. haha. but it's gd. cos she can laugh. nv see her laugh like mi be4.. duh? haha. actu is nv see her laugh be4..cos she say when she's laughing i am alrdy going crazy.. haha... erm ok. ya. so hope more ppl will laugh. ya. oh ya. den today i was walking to e bus stop den i saw so many families man!! cool. woo~ e world rawks. sorry huh i duno why i going crazy over families.. haha. ok. ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-111098562408006814?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/111098562408006814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=111098562408006814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/111098562408006814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/111098562408006814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/03/song-jian-dan-ai.html' title='song-jian dan ai'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-111055202726043725</id><published>2005-03-11T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T22:55:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my results ]]</title><content type='html'>hi ppl.. i am so &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;unhappy&lt;/span&gt; with my results man.. how bad can it it be i was tinking and it was reali reali bad ok. haha. nvm forget it. juz jia you.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TO ALL SEC 2S JIA YOU!! DUN GIVE UP!!&lt;/span&gt; haha.. i am a lame piece of shit! ok.. den now let's tok abt being pissed.. ok. i am still pissed with her still.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY VERY&lt;/span&gt;! but nvm i ren u.. haha. hmmm. den the him not so liaox. den 'he' still ok la. not liaoz i tink den 'she' tink is ok liaoz la.. haha.. so left her// suck man. haha. ok wtever.. ok.. den.. today went to airport.. haha.. where got lame lor. eat swensens at airport.. cool rite? went with 2 litings jun le and chew. haha. den we eat fries den ait there till 3pm cos something miracle will happen. hah.. ya so it happen. eat le. den leave.. lame la.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-111055202726043725?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/111055202726043725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=111055202726043725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/111055202726043725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/111055202726043725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-results.html' title='my results ]]'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-111003558082499668</id><published>2005-03-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:13:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wt's wrong with mi?</title><content type='html'>haiz.. hi ppls.. i insert e taggie le worr.. haiz. i feel so low sia.. got tis empty empty feeling in my heart worr.. dun wt's wrong leh.. haiz..nvm.. still rather pissed with those 4ppl.. den my 'di' tell mi one of them make him so pissed off.. so i even more pissed off with tt psn.. haiz. nvm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-111003558082499668?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/111003558082499668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=111003558082499668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/111003558082499668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/111003558082499668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/03/wts-wrong-with-mi.html' title='wt&apos;s wrong with mi?'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110994232118227717</id><published>2005-03-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T21:18:41.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. i am v pissed off now ok.. actu not reali vv la.. [ to him her etc: uare a bunch of suckers, get it into ur stupid brain ] wa.. i cant stand it la.. chew dun say anything hor.. and is like.. wt i see her v shuang arhx.. bloody ap la.. she see mi bu shuang like i care arh?? e best is she qi si la.. haha.. den got tis other psn.. wth? wt's wrong with her la.. dao mi.. surely i say hi the reply i wan is dao de ok.. a piece of lame shit! den got tis idiot!! i v shuang him izit?!! take mi like some fool.. dumb! [ to him: u wanna leave leave.. dun come back anymore and stop crapping.. u sux.. get tis clear! ] hmm.. ok. now i am oso v pissed with another guy.. he tink wt arhx.. haha.. ok nvm. tis one i duno why i bu shuang with him oso la.. haha. heck him la. all in all i bu shuang with 4 stupid idiots!!! get them out of my life man!!! GO AWAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110994232118227717?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110994232118227717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110994232118227717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110994232118227717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110994232118227717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110890995501867771</id><published>2005-02-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:35:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crappy</title><content type='html'>I sat there in the sun watching him run.&lt;br /&gt;i din wan to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Watching him is wt i wan to do forever.&lt;br /&gt;I felt happy even juz by watching him.&lt;br /&gt;Tis is a feeling I nv had before.&lt;br /&gt;I refused to leave but i had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him again later.&lt;br /&gt;Once he ran past mi.&lt;br /&gt;Twice he walked past mi.&lt;br /&gt;I din look at him not becos i din wan to.&lt;br /&gt;But becos i din dare to.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime his eyes met mine,&lt;br /&gt;they seemed as though they looked rite into my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i see you i am at a loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;I duno how to react upon seeing ur face.&lt;br /&gt;When i see u moving out of sight&lt;br /&gt;I feel regret swelling up in my heart&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad to see u,&lt;br /&gt;knowing tt u saw mi too.&lt;br /&gt;You are my first love&lt;br /&gt;The first one i gave my heart to.&lt;br /&gt;The first one who made mi go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;The one i have always wanted to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;The one i dun wish to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;The one who said he din wan to hurt mi&lt;br /&gt;But did it all the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl.. how u find tis poem.. it describes my mood now.. guess? crappy.. tt's rite!! i updated tis on sunday.. next day common test.. nv study.. cant rmb la.. my brain spoil le la.. haha..ok.. den today i went for my swimming test.. i passed!! haha.. like wow~ ok fine.. nvm.. den i tink no more le.. ya.. the poem above is i write shuang de..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110890995501867771?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110890995501867771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110890995501867771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110890995501867771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110890995501867771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/02/crappy.html' title='crappy'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110819530298783148</id><published>2005-02-12T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T16:01:42.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz crapping.. no time to write more.. next time ba</title><content type='html'>hi ppl.. sorry juz a short update.. i got no time to crap.. actu should be yday update.. but yday so many ppl at my hse so cannot use com ma rite? haha. so bear with it and i will update when i can.. anyway.. happy belated chinese new yr and of coz a happy valentine's day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110819530298783148?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110819530298783148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110819530298783148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110819530298783148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110819530298783148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/02/juz-crapping-no-time-to-write-more.html' title='juz crapping.. no time to write more.. next time ba'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110752668792504334</id><published>2005-02-04T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T22:18:54.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go away!</title><content type='html'>hihi!! ok.. hmm.. wana change blogskin actu.. but something's wrong with my com.. haha. so sori.. haha.. hmm.. nth to crap.. today band.. oh. chua's beat not constant.. duno why.. i play till so pek.. haha.. meng jit oso.&lt;br /&gt;ya.. den there's this ______ who i duno for wt reason like see mi bu shuang.. den anyhow assume things and scold ppl.. i mean get ur facts rite 1st la.. haha.surely lidat wun angry de lor.. stupid. and ________ tinks tt he/she is so smart.. funny.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok den.. i hate someone.. so get tt psn out of my life..[ if anyone noe who pls zip ur mouth, thx a lot] haha. den.. ya..den.. should be no more le.. juz get tt psn out and away from mi can liaoz..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110752668792504334?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110752668792504334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110752668792504334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110752668792504334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110752668792504334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/02/go-away.html' title='go away!'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110692306813857889</id><published>2005-01-28T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T22:37:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>yoz ppls.. hee. change bg liaoz. the last time one siao diao le.. haha. sorry for not updating for so long wor. no time u see. hee.. hmm.. today ah. nth lor. injured myself. kena accuse of watching bball match when i actu went to apply medicine. assholic psn! den try to figure out how to not let the wound hurt while bathing.. found out tt bathe after a slp is the solution to tis prob.. haha. so tired till u duno wt's happening. BUT.... the water touched the wound i almost died.. is like putting salt on the wound. but i still can take it.. gd thing. haha. den stupid com.. cant get into blogger etc den my bro duno how i told him i cant get in den he say there? den i ask him how he got in he say juz click.. he click can i click cannot.. dumb lah.haha tis is juz so lame. oh ya.. anyway i'm lame now can walk properly..haha. diao. den today the sec 1s came. so cool man they all come in.. so suay. we play iris. scare them. haha. den they went hme liaoz. sadistic!! haha. anyways. i got nth more to say liaoz. byeees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110692306813857889?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110692306813857889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110692306813857889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110692306813857889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110692306813857889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110580610955012837</id><published>2005-01-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:21:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing lit? ya rite!</title><content type='html'>ok.. i am now doing lit.. if u're curious abt wt on earth am i doing.. read on..&lt;br /&gt;character traits of a sucker: - an asshole who pissed everyone they see or sees them off..&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who always need the help of her frens but nv seem to be able to help them.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who scolds someone like sammy who rawks for no damn reason.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who is labelled as ap as if there's a tag on her face or something..&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who has v extreme mood swings, maybe nt mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who plays like SHIT in band, spoiling the whole song..&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who nv seems to be able to contribute either to the class or to the cca wtever.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who is an idiot&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who is v extremely fat and SHORT!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                 - one who cant seem to finish her hw and nv being able to figure out why...&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: tis exactly suits my character.. so i suck! get it? need reason? tag @ my board and i will give them to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving thanks to [ not in any order ]: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chew, for not being angry with all my crap and stuff..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; yan and ling , for being in band with mi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;elu , for being the 'cleaner' of the class.. diao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;samuel, meng jit and chong ning , for going through perc life with mi making mi laugh etc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pei qian, koh shing, christa, jevon, shi yun, qiu jun, cally, sammy, meng jt, chongning for making perc a v rocking section to be in..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vincent, for being my v roxing gor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and of coz many many more which i cant possibly list them out for being my fren and bringing my lots of joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS A LOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apologising to :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;samuel for scolding him for no damn reason last yr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my frens for having to put up with my crap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and him for hurting him [if i did] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110580610955012837?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110580610955012837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110580610955012837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110580610955012837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110580610955012837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/01/doing-lit-ya-rite.html' title='doing lit? ya rite!'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110510913616513691</id><published>2005-01-07T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:45:36.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. now.. first needa say sori.. cant keep updating.. u noe sch start..d en band is enough to kill mi.. so cant.. ya.&lt;br /&gt;[7 Jan  Fri]&lt;br /&gt;ok.. today rocks!! cca selection! lalala.. hee.. 11.15 jiu sch end le ymy?woo~ den went to look for sammy they all.. sammy rawks!! haha. den lidat lor.. play the songs all tt crap le jiu yao 'la ke' liaoz.. hee..sec1s v lame de lor..they like so scared of us lidat.. hehe.. ok nvm. den today can play timpani ymy? rocks!! hee.. but dun y.. be4 the concert i not in the mood to pay.. hee. sadist. but nvm.. a while jiu ok le. hee..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. now i wanna tok abt crap.. firstly i was v pissed with __ la.. __ sucks ok.. tink tt he/she v smart.. so smart jiu bu hui zai tis sch le ok.. go dunman high la.. stupid.. sadistic freak eh!! damn ben jiu dui le ok.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110510913616513691?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110510913616513691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110510913616513691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110510913616513691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110510913616513691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2005/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110439090068177187</id><published>2004-12-30T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T15:15:00.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapping all e way</title><content type='html'>here to crap agn.. erm.. yesterday went to band chalet.. den bbq start at 5pm.. surely de. went back. no more food liaoz. wadever. den went to eat.. the stupid thing is tt eat liaoz they say got food le.. surely bu shi zheng wo men de.. haha. ok wadever. blah blah blah.. den change presents.. blah blah blah.. den after tt went hme.. should stay over.. den fun.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110439090068177187?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110439090068177187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110439090068177187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110439090068177187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110439090068177187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/12/crapping-all-e-way.html' title='crapping all e way'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110413276903097396</id><published>2004-12-27T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T15:32:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert rocks rite?</title><content type='html'>ok ppl..i noe i a lot of days maybe wks wtever months nv update le.. sori wor. cos my com somehow becum v lag.. so maybe i might remove the music ok nvm. wtever. ok.&lt;br /&gt;'26 Dec'&lt;br /&gt;ok. concert day!! ok.. quite fun la. but be4 today is like quite triing lor. prac and prac like siao. but nvm.. worth while. haha. den we reach sch 11.30am.. blah blah blah.. at nite.. go in for concert.. surprise to see so many pppl. wahha. den play play play.. wtever.. den in the end we were like omg.. so fast over.. where got so crappy thing.. 2 hrs like 2 mins. ok wadever.. den when the concert end here comes the mad part we were like cheering like siao den jj say we can take photos denlater cum back but.. some trumpet ppl suddenly play dancing megahits den i walk till halfway suddenly chong up the stage. haha. u noe y. cos tt song rocks ok.. den the whole band was like mad.. playing like nobody business. haha. no need conductor juz play. haha.rocks la. ok. ya. on the bus.. perc ppl were like chao noisy at the back.. i and mj saying the zhiwei teach us tt duz daz de jevon duno say wt la.. say is the harder version.. den pq and sy came say wanna play oso.. haha. so in the end we were like so noisy.. sing the dancing megahits.. jevon and sy sommore be the piccolo lor. wth? den oso say the mrt tt crap : for ur own safety pls stand behind the yellow line ting.. they even say the malay and indian version.. ok wadever.. den ask yueyang to recite the Iris poem den he finish we were like singing the song? wth? den reaching sch tt time still sing the perc cheer!! rocks ok? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PERC ROCKS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110413276903097396?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110413276903097396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110413276903097396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110413276903097396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110413276903097396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/12/concert-rocks-rite.html' title='concert rocks rite?'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110268987639649549</id><published>2004-12-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T22:44:36.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                 yoz!! ok. wt should i blah abt.. nth lor.. today.. drills and more drills.. den play captain ball..-_-''' haha.. yesterday.. 4get liaoz.. hee.oh. sectionals izit? ya. den wed.. din go for band. wahha.. =p thues went to aunt's chalet.. den go escape and wild wild wet.. wth? there u go in nia.. the 1st thing u see..... playground.. lame..haha.. it's like how big.. so many ppl wanna find someone oso chao difficult lor. wth? haha.den play till i almost drop dead?! haha.. actu wanna play sky rider lor.. but not enough time.. sadist!! haha. ok den the rest i cant rmb le.. so.. bye... hee.. wish u all gd nite oso if u happen to read tis at nite? .... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110268987639649549?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110268987639649549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110268987639649549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110268987639649549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110268987639649549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/12/yoz-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110137276181928393</id><published>2004-11-25T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T16:59:27.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madness</title><content type='html'>hee.. my grass dying.. so &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; is here!! do u see it? -_-''' ok nvm. forget it. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mon/tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mon here and soH is band.. lol. drills from 8am.. almost dried up.. hee.. all the way till 11+ ba.. den lunch.. next obviously band rite? wt else.. and wt did we prac? forgot! tink IRIS or welcome izit? heck la.. den till 4 la. den kena scolding lor.. wt else. haiz. sadded la.den till 5pm den we leave lor.. rush hme bathe wt so ever crap den go to tm.. meet socks.. hee. den go adeline chalet.. wahaha.. reach there hor.. we mi lu hao bu hao? cos.. i oso duno y la.. saw tis blk 324a or b or wt ever.. den her chalet is 326 you mei you? haha.. we anyhow walk.. lidat still nvm.. somemore walk the wrong direction lor.. -_-''' like wow? haha.. den.. saw a grp of guys? who? forgot.. tink is got jun han inside de.. they freaks la.. shua wo men.. haha.. but in the end we nv kena shua you mei you.. hee. so adeline has to come and bring us there. tooted.. hee. reach there.. saw bin li bbq-ing.. haha.. den some ppl craping la.. duh~ den wt the whole chalet onli got ppl bbq-ing rite? zzz haa.den sian diao watch tv.. saw tis show.. duno wt name la.. got tis grp mo fang S.H.E. hen xiang leh.. as in the voice la.. haha..chao pro de sia.den later went to the rm.. haha.. guys playing cards inside..den we go ka jiao dem.. hee..den a while some of dem leave le.. so i tink onli left zh and victor socks mi chew adeline yingsi bin li..den later socks left yingsi oso leave.. so left 6 psn.. wahaha.. den crap for i duno how long.. den decide to go out.. haha.. went to cheers wanna to buy some food.. go inside chao chao chao.. nth happen come out.. go coffee shop..haha.. stupid zh say he duno wt wanna eat chicken rice duck rice de.. lame. all the stalls close le.. surely got fan for him to eat de lor.. hee.nth there.. go to the opp de coffee shop.. nth oso. sit there and crap for like 10 mins..? den leave.. went back to cheers.. lame diao.. too free de gan jue.. haha..den.. guess wt we bought? noodles.. cool rite? den walk back.. something scary happen.. it's like damn freaking ok.haha.. dun wish to say la. den reach back the chalet le.. first thing chew did was to on the tv.. haha. and den we watch tv agn.. den cook noodles!! haha.. den watch westside story.. SHUAI! haha. adeline went to bathe.. den i oso bathe la.. i tink tt time is abt 1 am le.. xun diao. haha.den after we all finish bathing.. think went back to the rm.. haha. the lame part is coming.. it's chao xun de. haha.den nth to do so i go down to cook noodles!! hee..den zh help mi.. and u noe wt we do? put the water inside the pot den sit on the [wt's tt called] and wait for it to boil.. xun. haha. den boil le.. obviously cook the noodles.. hee.. den eating tt time got tis stupid ghost show.. wa. it's crap..haha.. victor mad le.. see the ghost took off its head.. start laughing his head off.. i tink he oso can becum a ghost liaoz le.. hah. ok den eat finish jiu chong up.. lock everything.. off all the lights.. hah.. put the bowl of noodles in the mircowave cos haven finish.. haha.. den reach the rm.. becum mad.. haha.. play the whole nite through till morning abt 6+ den i feel so bored.. lie on the bed.. lie till i fall asleep.. slp 1 hr for no reason suddenly wake up.. look around no one.. go the other side see victor and adeline.. chew and binli like disappear le.. haha.. went to the balcony.. den bin li from nowhere juz suddenly popped out.. haha. chewy oso. lame. den i wanna go back to slp.. but kena stopped.. so too bad. haiz. dent hey wake everyone up.. say wanna go for breakfast but in the end oso end up slacking.. haha. den eat liaoz.. slack a while. go hme le.. cos bin li need to go hme.. ya. den on the bus.. slp la wt else.. from duno wt place all the way to tm leh.. haha.den so freaking tird when i wake up.. drink a bit of bin li drink felt better.. haha. shop a while..eat at mac go cs went hme.. sit on the sofa.. sit till slp oso duno how i did tt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yesterday [ wed ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;= ok.. wad's up? band. haiz. 9am nia jiu sectionals liaoz.. somemore sectionals IRIS you mei you gao cuo? haha.. den.. my s.c still haiz lor.. rolling still pathetic. jia you lah.. den the ppl inside duno do wt lah.. cos percussion is outside.. almost the whole time hao bu hao? haha..den mr chua came over.. and samuel was like giving him tt wt-are-u-doing-here face.. u better get lost or i will kill u kinda expression u noe.. hee.den we were oso breaking during breaks.. if u understand..? haha.den mr chua told i duno who tt some ppl in band got ap.. too bad lor.. hee.. den muz change.. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110137276181928393?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110137276181928393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110137276181928393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110137276181928393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110137276181928393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/11/madness.html' title='madness'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-110032931598154306</id><published>2004-11-13T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T15:01:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change blog skin le</title><content type='html'>            hi.. change blog skin le.. tt one the bear like dying le.. haha.. sori hor.. cos somehow i cant enter the doodleboard webby den cant insert tagboard though i out e codein the template le but denit din appear la.. so.. haiz.. have to ren with tis stupid thing.. wait.. haha..hmm.. so how's my new blog skin. hai ke yi ba.. sain diao lor.. hols are juz too sian sia..but den got lots of hw.. all not done.. haha. i slack sia..ok la.. nth much le..-_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-110032931598154306?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/110032931598154306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=110032931598154306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110032931598154306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/110032931598154306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/11/change-blog-skin-le.html' title='change blog skin le'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-109508579993047362</id><published>2004-09-13T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T22:29:59.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;10.13pm&lt;br /&gt;yoz ppl..i can consider v long nv blog le la rite? haha..i too slack no time to update..hah..ok firstly exams are coming.. u noe..&lt;strong&gt;7 oct..&lt;/strong&gt;haha..i love the date man..ok nvm.i sadis..cos its rachel ong and elu's bd.... haha..i getting damn sadis liao..ok..then muz jia you for exams la..cos its reali impt ma..haha.. then i tink tt 'wad the hell' rocks man..i was like wt the hell wt the hell for 1 whole day man..haha..so damn funny..ok i'm lame..u noe y? i shall tel u a logic by one of my band seniors it v lame..he say i am crap(crab) but i onli have 2 legs while a crab has 6 so of cos i am lame rite?haha..guess who said tt? ex-BM.. lame ma? i think its v..ok then had a band performance on sat, 11 sep, la.. quite ok.. onli tt i forgot to bring plasters den my leg v pain lor..tt's al..haha..but the performance itself i guess is successful ba.. wow..band is starting to rock man!! ok. den nth much. went mad during art today.. trying to draw logo for some shop..then the cher duno say wt dun give the shop name ' tan ah gao' .. eh not shop is zoo..haha.. then i tried to design using 'tan ah gao zoo' tia lame name.. den its like damn funny lor..then still got 'W.T.H. zoo' nice rite? guess wt's it? easy rite? wt the hell zoo lor.. then sammy so lame go and say wt ,the zoo monkeys all keep laughing and keep saying 'wt the hell'( like mi lidat la)..the parrot oso.. haha..mad. but if there's such a zoo it will be damn cool man..haha..maybe i will be the first and last psn to enter..haha..then after sch as usual slack lor..den went to library.den chew borrowed tis v lame bk..there one which goes: "come here Tarling. Hole mi. i'm so cole" something like tt la.. socks and i went mad man..haha..we were laughing our heads off..haha..ok nvm..then had tis v lame tuition u noe on wt topic?sex.. wt the..haha.. guess the cher urself..hee2. den after tt went home nth much liao..ok nvm.. study hard for exams..jia you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-109508579993047362?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/109508579993047362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=109508579993047362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/109508579993047362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's tough to be a teenager, no one reali knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What did pressure is like in school,this is how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wake up every morning and stare into this face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wanna be good looking, but i feel like a disgrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My friends, they seem to like mi. if onli i follow through with their dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But when i try to be myself,they nv seem to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My mom,well she keeeps saying,I gotta make the grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;While both my parents' love for mi slowly seems to fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've tot abt taking drugs,I reali dun wan to u noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But i juz dun fit in,and it's reali starting to show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Maybe if I could make the team,I'll stand out in the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;If they could see how hard i try,I noe they would be proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You see I'm still a virgin, my friends they can't find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Becos if they reali noe e truth,i noe they'd laugh and shout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes i reali get so low,i want to cash it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;my problems reali aren't so bad, if io tink of how life has been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes I'm reali lost, and wonder wt to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wonder where to go,who can I tok to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's tough to be a teenager,sometimes life's not fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish i had somewhere to go,and someone to care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;taken from [chicken soup for teenager soul 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-109422640377622177?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/109422640377622177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Time=&gt;5.36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok ppl..here i am to update my blog..haha..today national day rite? but i still went to school..haha..see i so hardworking de..not onli tt i went to celebrate with the sch u noe..haha..lamed sia..ok lah..actu i went to prac the dance thing la..but then though tiring but quite shuang lah..haha..yesterday i slp v late la so i din arrived at the time told la..haha..i think i arrived abt 2 hrs later..haha..so pro rite? haha..sound like i so dua pai rite? haha..ok..we prac ten its like haiz..so hard to rmb lor..then timing like shit like tt..haiz..so saddening de rite? hahz..ok nvm heck..then at abt 2++ then we went to eat lah..at the 85 market..so shiok rite? haha..then tt's how i got into some stupid thing la..those tt went will noe..i dun wanna mention it liaoz.. so pathetic..haha..haiz..juz wanna let the ppl tt noe noe tt its not true k.. haha..ok la.then i got nth much to say le ok..yup&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SINGAPORE!!U ROCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-10920446800530152?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/10920446800530152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=10920446800530152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/10920446800530152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/10920446800530152'/><link 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duno how long..so long till my stomach frm pain becum not pain le..juz imagine..haiz..then we ran after sec1 guys they run after sec 2 gals who ran after sec2 guys..haha..i full of crap lah..hahaz..then we started running..act hl, chew, elu n i supposed to run together but then two psn left the other two to die at the back..so evil..no lah..jkjk..they hav the right to run on their own.. haha.. then i n elu run run run.. keep running keep running..haha..then we finally finish.. ahaha..sense of achievement..lol.. jk..haha..then after tt we spend the rest of the time making ourselves wet and looking foe jie si lah..then we actu wanna go to the beach to look at the sea..so nice but then hor..someone wan HL to go home leh then cannot see le..so sad thought in the end we still go la.. before going to the beach we went to mac which is like so so so far away.. i think we walk for 50mins ah..then v funny got 1 granny she walked even faster then the 4 of us lor..haha then we faster chase ah..how can we lose to a auntie so lousy..lol..then hor got these damn cars no lorries keep moving in the walking path so stupid rite? then reach the last lorry i juz walked towards the stupid thing la..but then got pulled away by HL..so sadding rite? i die then tis world got peace le ma..haha..then after tt when we reach mac we so happy..haha..went to find a seat then so happy till nv notice under the table got dirty tissue..yucks!! then after tt went to the beach went to play in the water so shiok! then after tt went  to lib then go eloise house to do project..then play mahjong..so shuang..then there's this v funny thing la..ok cso we short of 1 player so we took out 1 set then we were happily playing n playing..then willie aw called..then after the call we played agn n..something happened..4 tiles r missing!! guess wt? haha..give u some clues=&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. it did not drop anywhere..   2.no one stole it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok..i tell ual the ans lah.. its all along oso missing de and we so pro we played for duno how many rounds then realised..hahaz..so we crack a case= case of the missing tile!! cool rite? haha..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok...now for sat..SAT IS &lt;strong&gt;BAND DAY!! &lt;/strong&gt;cool rite? we had prac from 9.15 to 12++ then lunch then workshop the workshop v boring leh..duno wt they saying i onli noe wan them to play faster..sianed ah..then end at 4++ then went to chongning's house to change then went to sch agn for band day..so nice..and my new s.l is pei qian so cool...haha..b.m is jun jie..hahaz..ended abt 10pm before tt we took photos and sing bd song to band..so cool..haha..then went home..so tired le..ok..then nth much le..juz wanna let u noe&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; tt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BAND ROCKS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-109145596718333165?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/109145596718333165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=109145596718333165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/109145596718333165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/109145596718333165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/08/9.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108973192383354543</id><published>2004-07-13T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T23:25:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;10.54pm&lt;br /&gt;today is tuesday the thirteen as u can c..haha..and i m so bored lor..haven finish my hw but now here slacking like i duno wt...actu not slacking but searching 4 info la...haiz..recently a lot of projects sia..got project work(pw),e.lit n tis is on drama which is like so...stupid? then we got lai2 li4 bu4 ming2 de speech n drama then havta act a lame story out..but i n hl dun need to act..so shiok sia..then of cos gotta stay back n do rite? so today hl,chew,elu,mei yan n i stayed back to do then hl n mei yan went hm 1st..then left me, chew n elu then jun le came then we were like going crazy over there in the canteen lor..toking abt how 'she' does her dumb drills n we were like those kind u noe escaped from woodbridge de lor..haha..recalling it still v funi sia..haha..then chew,elu n esp jun le keep wa-ing non-stop lor..i mean wt's their prob lor? like they an lian him like tt haha..oh ya..wa got fever today..so terrible i think having fever is vv ke lian de i rather hav flu or something but i rather hav nth..haha.. our class like a lot of ppl esp those staying in pasir ris n tamp fell sick lor..like the sickness past from this place to another..then those staying in simei muz be careful u r the next target..haha..oh yeah! then today i went siao..i juz blew my top lor..i was like collecting the damn donation envelope then they like keep losing it lor..haiz..then so many days le they still haven get it..i mean its like..haiz..then i shouted to i duno who i think is elu to write on the board 'hand in ur envelope'(which i have been writing 4 days..) then i say if they dun hand up by today pay fine I HECK THEM!1 then it was like the 'I HECK THEM' was like oh my..everyone was like looking @ mi with those kinda weird expression lor..but i heck le lor..rubbish! then i threw one of the envelope then the $$ came out i was like..'fish' la.. then i walked ard then whole class then i started say' TIS CLASS IS SHITTY LOR!!'then i call them dun seal i need to check amt i check le i will seal 4 them then one idiot actu seal it..i mean i wrote the 'DO NOT SEAL IT!' so big on the board tt psn cock-eye de lor.. haha i went siao le..then after tis is maths then we got a damn test i dun even noe how to do lor..haiz..fail le la i bet lor..fail i think muz go 4 rem. leh..crap sia..1 test fail go 4 rem till i pass the next test..wad kinda reasoning is tis lor?! hee2..nvm heck la..then somemore i so pek le then the correction tape finish le somemore i keep writing the wrong thingy make till i almost shouted lor..HAIZ!!then somemore tis few days i v fan hor then the dumb tests projects wadever shit stil come along..wad the... haiz..so pek liaoz sia..i better stop or not i will go crazy..nitez..i go slp le..muackz here's a hug *HUGZ* haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108973192383354543?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108973192383354543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108973192383354543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108973192383354543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108973192383354543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/07/time10.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108938487299833461</id><published>2004-07-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T22:54:32.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>went crazy..</title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;10.25pm&lt;br /&gt;haiz..today i went totalli siao..i keep laughing like mad sia..HAHAHA..1st time is i duno 4 wt leh..oh ya..recess..i tot of wt mr adrian told us on the 1st lit lesson..tt his sis had a cockroach in her hair &amp; sch was screaming like mad..hahaz..i laugh till i went siao..then hor my laughter v dangerous de like disease like tt can spread de..hahaz..then the next time i went mad is during maths..i heard someone screaming then the 1st image tt came to my mind is mr adrian's sis screaming..i duno y but this image keep flashing in my mind lor..haha..4 no reason..then i laugh throughout the whole maths lesson thill rachel ong,natalia,eloise &amp; i think mummy oso starting laughing..haha..laugh till ppl keep turning &amp; looking @ us..tis insanic grp of ppl..nvm i used to it le..i always sudden v high then sudden nv tok @ all..haha..esp during sci i will go insane becos of mr lee..and i will laugh for the whole lesson de..haha..tt time got the samuel tt focused thingy..it made me burst out in laughter..cant control animore..&lt;strong&gt;hahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;ok..t'row got sports' day.. woohoo~ the cheer we gonna cheer t'row is so funi..haha..i like the 'woo ah ah ah' part..its so funi lor..hee2..then today i saw the ncc do their cheer v cute sia..haha..then i saw cj do..then i was like..oh my..haha..he do spoil his image sia..haha..ok nvm..i going crazy le..&lt;strong&gt;AHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;oh ya..n all my hw still haven do yet n i am slacking here..on the net..ok.i better get going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108938487299833461?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108938487299833461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108938487299833461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108938487299833461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108938487299833461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lor..haha..so 2day we chose class com again..more than 50% of the members step down sia..unblievable..but than mr yeow say still can choose back the psn tt step down..so elu still cleanliness..chew still welfare..&amp; hl is my choice of monitress..woohoo~.Samuel is the future monitor..haha..then t'row i going to settle the $ be4 handing over..wow the 'word' handover is totally cool sia..ha. mr yeow say tt if we short of $ then i &amp; edison muz cum up wif the $$..die le..confirm need de..i duno is my fault or his fault tt class fund dun tally.. maybe is my fault..i didnt do well enough as a treasurer ba.. or mayb cos i nv tok to him de..duno la..feeling damn bu shuang now sia..the main prob now is tt i duno how much we left with leh..how?? HOW?!?!?!?! AHHH.. i going crazy le.. &lt;br /&gt;1 more thing tt upset mi is tt i like nv grow taller de leh..so stupid de.. haiz.i like cannot grow le which is not possible de ma rite? hee2. haiz..&amp; since sch reopen duno wt happen i have been 4getting tis 4getting tt so terrible...i think my system a bit siao diao le la.. i guess my grades r gonna drop a lot this term lor..sian..haiz..this term i take eng lit &amp; home econ..home econ is quite ok la quite fun lor..but juz tt the cher a bit too strict with us..ya..no not a bit is a lot ah.. 1st lesson tok abt anglican culture..i mean..who cares lor..the cher, mrs chan, keep lokking @ mi today like i committed a crime like tt..then everytime she look i juz nod my head to show tt i listening.. then eng lit. it's qutie ok..cher is mr adrian..yup..quite fine lor..1st few lessons but then i like vv scared of him sia.. he's like..SCARY? haha.nvm. who cares..haiz..sian..i go slp le cos t'row still got school de lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO THOSE WHO I DIDNT REPLY UR SMS:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sori my sms reali bao le..i reali cant sms le..so sori..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108921509366389697?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108921509366389697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108921509366389697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108921509366389697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108921509366389697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/07/accounts-not-settle.html' title='Accounts not settle..'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108721865724148773</id><published>2004-06-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T21:10:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;8.53pm&lt;br /&gt;hi ppl...haiz..now i am not feeling so well lah..cos i got stomache then juz now gt diarrohe..sux! haiz becos of tis i stayed in sch till 6+ u noe..haiz..then so idiotic..ok..lte's start frm the beginning of the day..went 4 band then gt scolded by mr. chua.. cos got 1 part percussion soli ma..actualli is solo cos onli the drums haiz dun care la.. then he keep sclding us lor..wa lao..he wanna pick on us oso not like tt ma.. stupid!! then aft band went to eat @ 85 market wif ysabel, socks &amp; yiyee. then aft tt went back to sch..socks went hm then @ 3+ bel went to watch her movie.. then left mi &amp; yiyee la..duh~ then aft abt i duno how long la this idiotic suxing pain came &amp; pester mi..i nv pain till so li hai be4 lor..pain till cant walk even..haiz. then i ask mi mum came &amp; fetch mi &amp; tt's @ abt 6.30pm.. then yiyee wanted 2 go hm wif hui wen or i duno who la then they walked past mi then i heard a guy call mi ysabel!! haha. so toot de lor.. then aft they left the whole entire stadium onli left mi &amp; sum b-ball seniors i think shld b sec3 de la..then they vv funny..i reading a bk ma then i9 tink 1 guy wanna change his shorts or sumthing like tt then got 1 guy he vv the ... he shouted:" eh,ppl or ghost(then i look up 4 abt 2 secs) can u turn ard a not?" but i heck care i juz read my bk..haha..then @ 6.15 or sumthing like tt they wanna leave le then they walked past mi cos i sit near the gate there ma.. then they crazy they go n say bye bye to mi..haha.then actu i wanna reply but i haven recover frm shock they leave le..vv insanic rite? ha... ok.. i nt feeling vv well..juz hope t'row i will be well enough 2 go out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108721865724148773?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108721865724148773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108721865724148773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108721865724148773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108721865724148773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/time8.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108694315757681524</id><published>2004-06-11T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T16:39:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;4.02pm&lt;br /&gt;hi ppl..i tink i vv long nv update le..well its becos there's nth to say &amp; i dun reali have time... so... let's start wif 2day..&lt;br /&gt;2day as usual went 4 band...then mr chua came ard..i duno wt time but quite late la..then be4 tt we were having sectionals..finally had sectionals..then we were playing semiquavers..ha. quite ok la..but i cant accent wif my left hand lor..terrible..then 2day i play snare drum..mr chua nv say anything..hee2..luckily. i duno y bt i vv scared of him la..  i find him vv scary.. ok.nvm. then after tt @ 10am we got a break..woo! haha.then after we came back @ abt 10++ then the sec 1s slack till 12++ u noe..we were crappin there..but hl was practising.. vv hardworkin rite? ha. i reali pei1 fu1 ta1 ah.. haha. we crap hor.. crap abt things la..then we say jokes &amp; ghost story..woo! haha..then there is 1 regarding the durian &amp; i was laughing &amp; laughing non-stop lor.. tt's from chongning..haha.its damn funny lor..then we went into the band room la..&amp; it was so damn squeezy lor..i realli think they shld get a bigger rm like e air-con hall? haha. then after tt i, ysable &amp; yiyee went to tm 2 get my metronome lor..its damn ex lor...guess the price? let's play a game.. who can guess the price of the metronome 1st..haha i siao le..ok.. its $56 u noe..not 56 cents leh..i vv xin1 tong4.. *sniff* hee2..actuali i dun wanna buy but no choice muz prac &amp; one of my JC seniors say tt she wanna c a semiquaver w/o accent, tempo 80..so no choice muz buy lor..&amp; i m used to doing wif accent so w/o accent is..sort of difficult lor.. haiz.. then on wednesday my seniors came back.then they sort of test mi,mj &amp; samuel la..then they call us 2 do single strokes but i duno y i totally cant do lor..failure sia mi... *sniff sniff* haiz.. how?? HELP.... haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108694315757681524?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108694315757681524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108694315757681524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108694315757681524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108694315757681524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/time4.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108659577582978568</id><published>2004-06-07T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:10:37.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;3.47pm&lt;br /&gt;hi every1, 2day or instead now my mood totally sux lor.. 2day again no sectionals lor..i think tt the sec 1 r wasting their time there @ band leh...we slack almost everyday lor..haiz.then no sch vv sianz i miss my class lor..haiz. i miss my frends damn a lot lor..haiz.haiz.haiz. i dun feel like going 4 band le lor i mean i think tt sec1 waste a lot of time leh..maybe is my thinking la..duno la. haiz. vv sianz. nth to do.but i haven do any hw yet!! then el hw hor, they mention tt stupid list like nobody have one lor..think wt invisble list ah?? stupid! haiz. i duno how to decribe my feelings now la but is vv sad then a bit moody then a bit angry then a bit left out then.. all these la the rest i duno how 2 say le...haiz. haiz. then got my new sticks 2day..haiz i duno wt 2 do wif them leh..the sticks..aiya.duno la.haiz..didnt have sectionals 2day either i wonder when then we have sectionals again..t'row going back 2 band room 4 self prac wif hl &amp; mj..onli 3 psn..so miserable..i hope more ppl come along..like tis funner ma rite?haiz.but like every1 cant make it like tt lor.. hiaz.i suddenly feel like throwing my hp leh..i like gui1 shang1 shen1 like tt..those who know mi shld know how precious my hp is to mi but i juz suddenly feel like throwing it lor.haiz.i am beginning to suspect my hands or instead fingers got no friction leh..i hold the hp rite then it will slip off one lor..tt's how i dropped my hp thrice.. vv xin1 tong4... then i vv sianz oso cant find ppl 2 msg or call..haiz. everyone like plenty of things to do like tt...i reali am beginning to feel rather invisble..i wonder how many ppl's mind have tis name, vanessa neo...i dun think many la..haiz.i tok crap leh...haiz.dun bother la.i am starting to crap a lot nowadays..haiz..then i still cant sight-read u know like tt vv stress one anot.. aiya.nvm la.i dun bother le lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108659577582978568?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108659577582978568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108659577582978568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108659577582978568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108659577582978568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/time3.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108635634506611081</id><published>2004-06-04T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T21:40:49.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling invisble</title><content type='html'>time=&gt;9.17pm&lt;br /&gt;hi, wad the i type ok le then delete muz retype! then its like so long lor then summore my typing is like nt vv fast tt kind lor..wa lao eh! ok la. 2 day i feel damn invisble lor..we went 4 band prac then we were supposed to have sectionals but our seniors prac on their own so.. no one came to teach us la..then we went into e band room then they nv even bother to look @ us..wt kinda attitude is tis?! then aft sch, i slacked wif socks, Hl &amp; yiyee till abt 4pm then i went hm i almost got knock down by a bicycle &amp; a car! siao rite?! duno is they cock-eye or i sumthink wrong..then went 2 bus-stop flagged 4 bus tt idiot driver nv stopped..he turned &amp; stare @ mi still nv stop! wt knida attitude?! all i can say tt is he AP..vv the chao AP lor. then i waited 4 another bus &amp; boarded la. of cos board rite wt u expect? like e stupid ad flag 4 the bus then nv board..siao.. then i reached my stop i rang the bell tt idiot driver nv open the door 4 mi to alight still stare @ mi...wait till i pek chek i pressed the bell 4 @ least 2x lor..i mean how can u dun open the dorr 4 ur passenger to alight?! AP la tt psn.. i wanna sue him le.. then 2day no sectionals so ended up slacking wif the trumpet section lor..cos their seniors call them prac on their own..@ least their seniors got call them prac on thier own ours..nv evenm care lor..we entered so many times they dun bother...AP lor.then 2day samuel duno y nv cum 4 band..i tell u he vv clever he made a rite choice lor...percussion section juniors cum is xtra one lor...nv cum oso no one knows unless when we play then no background la...but tt's diff lor.i mean if we dun play we nv go oso no diff one lor.. aiya..then band cher-in-charge duno say wt muz perform duno when la then its like wan us to master our instrutment in such a short time which is less than 1 yr?! maybe tt's possible but..i dun think tt's possible 4 mi lor..well..nvm.. AH band ppll if u happen 2 read tis then muz jia you!! 3 cheers &amp; 3 cheers &amp; 3 cheers 4 AH band!hip hip horray! hip hip horray! hip hip horray! wooooo...zuo4 ren2 zhui4 zhong1 yao4 jiu1 shi4 yao1 kai1 xin1!!!happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108635634506611081?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108635634506611081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108635634506611081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108635634506611081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108635634506611081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/feeling-invisble.html' title='Feeling invisble'/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108615557400225884</id><published>2004-06-02T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T13:52:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time=&gt;1.48pm&lt;br /&gt;hi ppl.. i am on msn toking to claudia,jia hui, xiu ling &amp; kawai... haiz..the EL hols hw how to do..they say read 2 bks from a list tt is given to us @ the beginning of the yr but i dun even have the list lor...hiaz..kawai say they nv gif @ all.i wonder wt the cher thinking leh. So i see ppl tagging.. haha.tt's gd news 4 mi...haiz.. actually i wanna type out every frend of mine but too many le cant possibly type everyone's name out one by one rite? ha. haix then HCL oso got a lot of hw..this hols got like dun have like tt. i rather no hols lor. I HATE HOLS!! i simply luv sch man!! AHS rox!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108615557400225884?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108615557400225884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108615557400225884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108615557400225884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108615557400225884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/time1.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108610657785609266</id><published>2004-06-02T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T00:23:08.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time=&gt;12.16am&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone, its mi again.i am working vv hard on my blog...muz jia you!!haiz..so much hw! i wanna complain le...haha. jkjk hols so.. nth much happen...hols &amp; tt's y my internet hr &amp; sms exceed..looks like i am fated to die.. aiya..i juz hope i can finish my hw wif all these band prac &amp; outings etc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108610657785609266?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108610657785609266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108610657785609266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108610657785609266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108610657785609266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/time12.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108607369621668472</id><published>2004-06-01T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:31:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi ppl.Hey how comes nth comes out?!haiz..i tot i post 1 msg le..disappear le..haha.i so toot one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108607369621668472?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108607369621668472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108607369621668472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108607369621668472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108607369621668472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/06/hi-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173456.post-108607281522118005</id><published>2004-06-01T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:53:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi ppl, this is my new blog...haha.my 1st blog..so i need comments abt it. k? haha.i would like to thx huiling 4 her help..haha. my advisor..hee2.hope u all will tag.(if i suceed)...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173456-108607281522118005?l=deepest-fears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/feeds/108607281522118005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173456&amp;postID=108607281522118005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108607281522118005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173456/posts/default/108607281522118005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepest-fears.blogspot.com/2004/05/hi-ppl-this-is-my-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>van</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EDGy3rYHv5s/SMepjwA-i4I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mDWt6m9GNkM/S220/Picture+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
