<?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-2774841653479364968</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:26:02.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>niro's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2774841653479364968.post-4762574166659014087</id><published>2008-11-08T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:27:40.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alive and well, and you know it very well :D</title><content type='html'>yeah, i'm alive. I just went into hiding. Like those evil evil people from middle east (No offence, just an analogy), except I didn't live in caves, i just hid from the net, like a Net Ninja!(NN) That sounds so catchy. Hi I'm a Net Ninja, You may just call me NN. Woah.. sound's pretty cool eh? Anyway, I just want all of you people to know that I'm alive and well, though not that much can be stated about my blog, since it has been buried alive for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday schedule is quite simple. NPC NPC NPC, which is basically a national scout camp, but i have to train a lot. Like almost everyday excluding sundays. It's very fun compared to slacking at home alone, so i kind of enjoy it. Hmm, what a good way to come back to school! The broken window ain't fixed yet, and a piece of cardboard dropped out... there's like a mini hole, so won't be surprised to find like insects or birds inside the class... Poor alex ng and anna lim, the class might be messy, though they do have a spring cleaning every now and then.. Hmm... o well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4762574166659014087?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4762574166659014087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4762574166659014087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4762574166659014087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4762574166659014087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-alive-and-well-and-you-know-it-very.html' title='i&apos;m alive and well, and you know it very well :D'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6926298959445052292</id><published>2008-11-06T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:09:21.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay i revived my blog</title><content type='html'>Yay i'm reviving myyy bloggg.... now it's alive. and well, so keep those tags coming in or it will die... cause the machine needs tags to survive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6926298959445052292?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6926298959445052292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6926298959445052292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6926298959445052292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6926298959445052292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-i-revived-my-blog.html' title='yay i revived my blog'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-3504605104311286084</id><published>2008-09-11T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:34:30.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to save the blog..</title><content type='html'>I've decided to save my blog in a very environmental friendly way. By starting to do quizzes! And I shall start by.... Doing emu's quiz. Which I will start doing once I get home, or when my group is doing their project work. Yes im serious(for taisheng, who doesn't believe me)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Yes, I can connect to blogger in class ( for the many inquisitive minds)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-3504605104311286084?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3504605104311286084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=3504605104311286084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3504605104311286084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3504605104311286084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-to-save-blog.html' title='time to save the blog..'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-4317459222007089539</id><published>2008-09-07T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:58:41.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MEH..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry people was in Genting since Friday o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4317459222007089539?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4317459222007089539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4317459222007089539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4317459222007089539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4317459222007089539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/meh.html' title=''/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8922846487793891718</id><published>2008-08-23T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:58:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr.</title><content type='html'>I have concluded. This has been like, my longest lasting blog since... forever...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When facing a dead end, turn around walk back out and shout,"why the **** is there a wall there", turn around, slam into the wall and say," o ****, wrong street". Cause the world's like that. look around before you speak and make people think of you as a foolish young lad, even though you may be the brightest in the world. No one cares. The opinion matters more than it could ever matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you stop and wait for a green man to light up on the street, think about this, how many millions of seconds do you waste waiting? Waiting for love, waiting for food, waiting for lifts... yet why do we still wait, and waste our time in a such a humongous way? Because we want to. We want to wait for it, because we're too lazy to get what we want in the shortest time possible. Instead of taking the stairs, people spend up to 1 minute waiting for a lift. Why wait? Why? Because we're LAZY. Think about it, and learn to take initiative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8922846487793891718?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8922846487793891718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8922846487793891718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8922846487793891718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8922846487793891718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/rawr.html' title='rawr.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-466511838176699105</id><published>2008-08-17T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:19:18.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Who would you be in a horror movie?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The hero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 90%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are the hero of the story. You won't end up dying, and would save many innocent people including the main character. You would are very smart and know the best hiding places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Loyal one&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 85%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The random friend&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 76%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Villian&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 73%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Dumb Blonde&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 30%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The main victom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 24%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/who_would_you_be_in_a_horror_movie"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who would you be in a horror movie?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Make Your Own Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You Are 21% Stereotypically Gay&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 21%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have a hint of gayness about you, but only very slight.  You might have a few qualities that fit a gay stereotype. But in general few people are going to think you're gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_stereotypically_gay_are_you" style="color: blue;"&gt;How Stereotypically Gay Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Make a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Manic Depressive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 85%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have extreme cycles of highs and lows.  Sometimes you feel like you don't know who you are.  One week you could be very hyper and happy and the next week you are slow and depressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 60%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 41%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_mental_disorder_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2774841653479364968-466511838176699105?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/466511838176699105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=466511838176699105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/466511838176699105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/466511838176699105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-would-you-be-in-horror-movie-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5379474097508977015</id><published>2008-08-15T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:57:07.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fong  is...</title><content type='html'>right fong, nice crazy song you got there. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, did I tell you how much Scouts rules? We're like the totally most ownage UYO to live in the whole world. We played Frisbee, and bow and arrow. How mad is that o.o? It's like, everyone stayed back cause they were sian lor. :D so we decided to play ULTIMATE FRISBEE. Then i pissed off all the year 3 enemies - i was like the only sec 1 - by counting uber fast. (: which is wrong. btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rawr, scouts is fun, we're not those gay guys with high socks. We have uber cool lives. BELIEVE ME, WE REALLY DO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-5379474097508977015?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5379474097508977015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5379474097508977015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5379474097508977015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5379474097508977015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/fong-is.html' title='fong  is...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5189455605917654721</id><published>2008-08-12T19:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:14:53.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby..</title><content type='html'>No matter what they say or do, you must stand strong. Stand for what you think is right, and don't back down, till you know you lost your chance... don't care what they tell you, or what they say about, or if they leave you in hell to rot... 'cause at least you took a chance, and you're not the one on the pavement staring in jealousy or regretting... Don't forget, God is always there for you, and your true friends will be there for you, and nothing can change that fact...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my exams :D. Okay, did quite well so far. All passes :D. Not bad for me. I don't mind failing for maths though, cause it's the only subject I Really Cannot Comprehend (IRCC). Dunno why leh, it's just dumb. Or maybe the teacher CMI. No offense, but really, CMI in teaching maths with form class maybe? How to say...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I stand in between the light and the darkness, and have tasted both. Unlike those cowards which hide on one side, not willing to let their hearts bring them around the world. I would walk the path of God to find my love, even if it means dying on the way. Though people say love never lasts, it's always good to remember how God loves you... even if the mutual love stops, at least you would have loved each other so much that, you would not bear to break up, and rather, would stay together whether in love or not. If you lose the feeling, and find someone else, please leave my world. Make me feel hurt, it's better than leaving me in the lurk, and making me feel like shit when you come back late smelling like my best friend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So friends, don't make a mistake. People in this new generation understand more now. If you have something to say, or something that you know but not wish to tell, please tell the person who needs to know. Because they need to know. And if you know, and don't want to break another heart, just do it, it would be better for the people caught in the spider web, and those outside of the spider web, looking on at the spiders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you solve your problems, you might hate me for a month, a year, for the rest of your teenage life... But when you finally notice my good intentions through the form of meaningless text, maybe you might just come back to thank me one day. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember, I'll always be there for you. I'll always be there for you... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of You&lt;/span&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/2774841653479364968-5189455605917654721?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5189455605917654721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5189455605917654721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5189455605917654721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5189455605917654721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/ooh-darling-cause-youll-always-be-my.html' title='Ooh darling cause you&apos;ll always be my baby..'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8213746190685374240</id><published>2008-08-11T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:56:17.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>People, let's take a minute. just a minute. Everything can happen in a minute. Look around you. Notice who's there. And don't give up hope. Because they're there. And you know it. Grab what you can while you can, because when it's too late to grab it, you'll be in regret, probably for the rest of your lives. If you don't try, then you never will, and might lose a once in a life time opportunity. Whatever you do, don't regret, because... regretting sucks. hard... and you don't want to live your life feeling like shit. Express yourself, even if it means death, or life, and make sure you don't regret any decision you make. I regret sometimes, but notice, that there's no need.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a minute people, just a minute. That's all it takes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8213746190685374240?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8213746190685374240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8213746190685374240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8213746190685374240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8213746190685374240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-7206887698495284941</id><published>2008-08-02T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:08:01.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks so much</title><content type='html'>Thanks alot people, I feel better nows... Everyone thanks for your help (; Love you guys/girls soooo much. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-7206887698495284941?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7206887698495284941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=7206887698495284941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/7206887698495284941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/7206887698495284941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-so-much.html' title='thanks so much'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5993024804017608701</id><published>2008-07-29T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:51:24.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom.</title><content type='html'>I am bored. Too many exams, haven't had any dreams. Black and white get hearts, i don't o.o But hey, whatever man. I'm the emo peeling chicken dude. You're not supposed to notice me, even if i stood infront of your face.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling shitty, that's quite obvious. I'm gonna make waffles for the Charity Cafe. EVERYONE. .13 IS DOING POPCORN AT $1. SCREW THEM. I like waffles, even though they're &lt;del&gt;fucking&lt;/del&gt; hard to make... Hmm, maybe one day I'll be a cafe owner xD that's quite a good job come to think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm invisible. I'm a loner. OOo that one is true o.o I should really go find some company of friends, too bad I don't mix with normal human beings - notice all of you aren't normal - I only mix with insane-in-a-good-way people (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what we are. We have MANY random spasms of joy, peace, laughter and entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-5993024804017608701?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5993024804017608701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5993024804017608701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5993024804017608701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5993024804017608701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/boredom_29.html' title='boredom.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-848755037017948896</id><published>2008-07-26T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:25:08.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scouts saturday.</title><content type='html'>wah i tell u that was MAD. there were 13 of us for the gangshow, but we sounded like a 100 people xD. Isn't that cool? THATS THE POWER OF SCOUTS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, well, we saw some random ppl, mgs guides, MAYflower guides, all the random scout groups, including the nonexistent DOG HIGH-opp. of Cat High. BAD NEWS... I broke my specs, and lost half of my voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news. I feel DAMN good, (: I KILLED A FROG. Kinda fun, I dissected it with a scissors and my ownage hands. It's really fun if u like gross stuff. I KILLED A CRAB TOO, by poking satay sticks into it's eyes (: And i cooked a whole chicken with like some other scouts. We cooked tons of prawns and satay sticks lah. So ownage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So whatever lah, lose voice then lose lah. i eat so good food.. heck care bahs xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-848755037017948896?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/848755037017948896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=848755037017948896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/848755037017948896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/848755037017948896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/scouts-saturday.html' title='scouts saturday.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-1893329123898004435</id><published>2008-07-24T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:40:39.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why dont i post?!</title><content type='html'>That's a question I've been asked, and I want to answer it in  a simple, matter of factly way. I'm super busy nowadays. 3rd terms exams are just around the corner, and I NEED to get into IP, or get really really GOOD grades. That's okay, I should manage fine...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to change my blog name to start afresh my new term of blogging. PS ALEX, please lah, i know you love ur raging hormones, but control it hors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knows what I'm talking about. he might lie about. But he knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O and i din know u fancy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those kind&lt;/span&gt; of ppl... hmm, must write that down in weiliangs book of notes to laugh about when we meet for reunion at the age of 30. Cool eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So whatever, life's kinda sucky for me currently, just drifting along with the current...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-1893329123898004435?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1893329123898004435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=1893329123898004435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/1893329123898004435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/1893329123898004435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-dont-i-post.html' title='why dont i post?!'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-9077703500502113238</id><published>2008-07-12T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:49:55.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down.</title><content type='html'>life kinda rough nowadays. Never ever had time to do stuff that I needed to do. I know that doesn't sound right, but whatever. It's been a rough July for me so far. Anyways I'm moving house on July 15, which kinda sucks, cause I got really used to this environment. Which ultimately means I CANT carpool to save the earth with sameer. But hey, that's life right? What else can I say... I'm sure most of you will agree me on this. Anyways, I'm moving to some condo where my cousin lives TOO. Isn't that COOL?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just couldn't get high. Been tired recently, with the exams coming in like 14 DAYS. Wow right? So different from primary school, but no choice lor, just adapt and learn to change with the environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No idea how I'm going to west coast on thursday. No bigger idea on how I'm going to school. But, I got an idea of perception.... emo stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-9077703500502113238?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9077703500502113238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=9077703500502113238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/9077703500502113238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/9077703500502113238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/down.html' title='down.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8448896529685280575</id><published>2008-07-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:23:21.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Wei-Liang means - lol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What Chan Wei-Liang Means&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt; You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt; A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt; Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt; Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt; You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt; You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt; You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt; You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt; You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt; You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt; You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt; At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt; You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt; You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt; You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt; Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt; You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt; Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8448896529685280575?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8448896529685280575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8448896529685280575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8448896529685280575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8448896529685280575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-wei-liang-means-lol.html' title='What Wei-Liang means - lol.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8431559349450644674</id><published>2008-07-09T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:42:41.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored to tears.</title><content type='html'>My life gives me NO time to blog. Or to use my computer. Though i might need to check LMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8431559349450644674?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8431559349450644674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8431559349450644674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8431559349450644674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8431559349450644674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/bored-to-tears.html' title='bored to tears.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5332916508244743296</id><published>2008-07-03T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:34:04.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youth day special</title><content type='html'>hey people. YOUTH DAY WAS RETARDED. O:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First there was men wearing pink - you go GN! woot - since only brave man wear pink, and that doesn't apply to emo brave men - like alex, me, etc. So we didn't wear pink. Then there was this 1 hour plus soccer thingy between the prefects and the teachers. Half of the match was staged. So it kinda sucked. but it was retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was the recess. Totally mad. The whole place was full, and i had to use some connections to actually BUY food. Wow. Whatever so then we went on with class, and blah blah. Then we got a 1 HOUR FREE PERIOD SINCE OUR TEACHER DIN'T COME. So alex decided to try and show off his dancing moves. By dancing, duh. Then Peks tried to hump him. So alex decided to kick off the wall. Bad idea, he almost gets slammed by Peks. And it started the kicking off and planting on the wall. Alex and me decided to play with the wall like some mad people. Just like step up 2. Cool eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Alex just had to slide on the ground with his $70 jeans. And i just had to follow suit. lol. Then alex just had to do a head stand which inspired Tai sheng to do a 180 degree stand. 2 times. Then alex did the crooked 180 degree stand. Not bad, since I couldnt do it as i injured my butt muscle, whilst trying to kick off the wall and land onto a table. Which i managed to do in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we just decided to go mad with sliding and stands. And kicking. So then when we took a break, we decided to do some rtd gay handshake. Good idea. It caused like a group of people - including us - to some some hand-chain wave. Crazy eh? Then we decided to stop. We were tired, and we still had some work to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.... i need to do my homework. See you guys soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-5332916508244743296?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5332916508244743296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5332916508244743296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5332916508244743296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5332916508244743296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/youth-day-special.html' title='youth day special'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6325643491787714224</id><published>2008-07-02T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:23:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret emo place...</title><content type='html'>i need email addresses. if you want access, you give me your email address.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. in a rush i'm in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6325643491787714224?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6325643491787714224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6325643491787714224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6325643491787714224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6325643491787714224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/07/secret-emo-place.html' title='secret emo place...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-4330192123880362127</id><published>2008-06-27T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:22:41.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pissed with people who don't understand.</title><content type='html'>I know you know. David whatever shit. I don't know you, neither have I seen you. I don't care who the **** you are or what the **** you are. Stop acting like you're ****ing hot. You can't judge yourself, and if you did, most likely you judged yourself very wrongly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I made a mistake and talked **** on the wrong guy, just tell me, I will apologise. But the way I see it, I'm not wrong. You go there thinking you can get what you want. Acting like you're irresistible. Let me tell you, you're not. That's obvious. Whatever. You can't get what you can't have. Have is the same as getting. Wanting to get something which you can't have is possible. You're like wanting to eat your cake, yet have it. You want her, though you know it's impossible. And you'll do anything you can. For what? Stop playing your ****ing flirting games. I think it's enough. You guys are like what, LINING up to confess to rachel? Are you a joke? You know how ****ing badly she feels? Okay maybe I don't. But i know it must suck. And if I know that, you should know that too. I don't understand you. At least pick a better time to confess lah. Don't be daft. Just because you have a chance now doesn't mean that she might pick you, or even want to be open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already told you this. I don't care who the **** you are. What you have is an infatuation. Isn't it obvious? You guys are like shawn. Stay and try your luck, see if you get the girl. If you don't, you just move on, not caring about the other girl. And soon, you forget her... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop being raindrops&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop EVAPORATING...&lt;/span&gt; no one in this world needs someone who will stay by your side as long as his infatuation lasts. If you lose it, you disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a great example right in your face. Look at Justin. He seemed the faithful type. In the end, he didn't last long enough to kiss the girl. Most probably that will be the rest of you. Losing whatever "love" you have when you see a hotter, sexier girl. Okay so maybe he did kiss the girl, but not that I know of it. Or of Teik telling me of it. Or whatever, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, rachel isn't the type to fall deeply into a relationship. She isn't one who's gonna kiss you 2-3 weeks into your relationship. And if you're looking for that, please kindly **** off. But still, she's like that now, but you never know what might happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what I'm asking you is to ****ing leave her alone. She needs her space, she needs her own private time to think. She can't have the whole day thinking about how to solve this crazy problem. We have such a thing called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;. And plus, we have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOT OF HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt; So please, leave us singaporeans alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Rachel, that guy who said something about the ang mohs? He was right, you do attract tons of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4330192123880362127?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4330192123880362127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4330192123880362127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4330192123880362127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4330192123880362127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-pissed-with-people-who-dont.html' title='I&apos;m pissed with people who don&apos;t understand.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8813444913948657500</id><published>2008-06-27T19:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:14:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were as one, babe&lt;br /&gt;For the moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free, yeah&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know in my heart, babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry, no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave, girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know in your heart, babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back, girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be right back, baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, believe me, it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my, my baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You'll always be a part of me)&lt;br /&gt;You will always be&lt;br /&gt;(I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;(Girl, don't you know you can't escape me)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;(And we'll linger on)&lt;br /&gt;We will linger on&lt;br /&gt;(Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;(No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be my baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange things happening. Some people just have affinity. That's why their friends. No matter what goes in between. They end up to continue this part of their life. What's a friend? " A single soul living in 2 bodies." That was a quote from some famous person whose name I can't remember.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex Fong posted the lyrics first. But he's not the only one. Let the David Cook revolution go through the whole world, and one day, let his name be imprinted on earth as the best american idol we have yet. For those who don't agree, i don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been kinda tiring. Had scouts. Quite fun, I had to sing some campfire songs I think. Then my group made some retarded song about balls using the tune and lyrics from Flea Fly Mosquito - a popular campfire song - causing us to win the free 100 plusses. Ah well, I guess that in a way, it was kind of worth it... It was either sing or get pumping. And since you could sing well to win drinks, why not sing well? There is no reason why we shouldn't right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love/hate weekends. There's homework. But there's games. I dunno it's quite hard to survive. I can't seem to do stuff right on weekends. And I NEVER know my weekend schedule. So I really can't plan anything in advance. Or not in advance. Unless I force my way through. Which I hardly do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so it's dinner time now. I'mma take a break. See you guys/girls whenever I see you. My law will ensure that. But whether you see me when I see you still depends on your fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know he will...&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/2774841653479364968-8813444913948657500?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8813444913948657500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8813444913948657500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8813444913948657500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8813444913948657500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-1613279559744697047</id><published>2008-06-26T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:17:25.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RainStarFalling.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>why rainstarfalling? Well, it was supposed to be waterfalling. But I couldn't get that. So rainfalling, and I couldn't get that.  Rainfall-ing. I could get that, but i kept typing rain-falling. So i tried Starfalling. I couldn't get that. Rainfallingstar. I got that, but it sounded retarded, and i kept typing something wrong.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rain,Star Falling. Rain falls, Star falls, and they fall together. In perfect harmony. Like Adam and Eve, like the Birds and the Bees. In perfect harmony. Men as the rain drops, they come down fast, lie on you, but soon disappear. Unfaithful. Women are like falling stars/shooting stars. They move slow, waiting for the right target, and when they hit, they leave a crater, usually huge. They change your life. But you leave them, so the Star leaves, as the Rain disappears, all that is left, is the crater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We live together on earth. What could happen could happen. What will happen will happen. Heck Murphy's Law. Listen to Weiliang's Law. Whatever happens will happen. You can't stop what will happen. So don't try. Let nature take it course. Don't rush, or Murphy's Law will take place. Let what can go wrong go wrong, for whatever happens, will happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rain is to Men as Star is to Women. As they fall, they intertwine. Since star's are suns, what we are left with when they soon disappear from our sight, is a RAINBOW. A love story recording, like romeo and juliet, or liang shan bo and zhu ying tai. Though long gone, We remember their rainbow. Their shade of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to forget my rainbow. As i paint it, what will happen will happen. None can stop the course of nature, no matter how hard you try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If love happens, let it stay. It will be gone when it will be gone. Don't force it to stay, nor force it to be gone. Cause you can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-1613279559744697047?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1613279559744697047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=1613279559744697047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/1613279559744697047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/1613279559744697047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/rainstarfallingblogspotcom.html' title='RainStarFalling.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-503494219014695217</id><published>2008-06-26T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:32:07.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a hole-y day.</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a crazy day. First, hockey team got ownt by some random jurong west sec school. 5-0. That's like crap. Horrible score. It should have been 0-5, since we ACSians own so much. But whatever. So I was expecting to go back to like, ACSI, before like, somebody picks me up? But then NO. We just HAD to pass by my condo. So me and ting yu went to my place to hockey train. And I got wet. Sweat Wet. Man was it rtd. We spent like, 2 hours, but then it just went totally rtd. We ran like, 2.4 ( i only ran 1.6 xD ) in the gym, or whatever. So then we went on playing hockey. Back lift, sweep, pass, slap shot, and most imptly, FLICK!!. then the ball became haywired color. So we decided to stop, since ting yu needed to go back anyway....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thats the end (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-503494219014695217?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/503494219014695217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=503494219014695217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/503494219014695217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/503494219014695217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/hole-y-day.html' title='a hole-y day.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-7934919142763939131</id><published>2008-06-25T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:55:00.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed. 'Nuff said. I can't post, I can't do anything. I really don't understand why... there are such people in this world. People who are ****ing retarded, who can't think for themselves. People, who don't even understand the simplest of words. Not only that. They're greedy, fat and full of shit. I can't take this. They don't ask permission before they do stuff. They think slow. They are disgraces.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope this person I'm talking about is too dumb to read blogs. He's not from ACSi. Most of you won't even know him. So I won't mention him. Cause I'm pissed. I hope, that he'll leave me alone. But he won't. Both he and I know it. So I'm pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-7934919142763939131?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7934919142763939131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=7934919142763939131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/7934919142763939131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/7934919142763939131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6511270395588003685</id><published>2008-06-22T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:44:32.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things people didn't know about me</title><content type='html'>Hmm, this is a lame game. But whatever, I have no choice since you people forced me to do this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 things people didn't know about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I almost never ever brush my teeth, instead, I use mouth wash, it's more effective (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I seriously hate malay barbers. They screw my hair up like ****.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I have to read something to actually s*** well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I can't sleep without my iPod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'm a comfort maniac, I need the best materials to have good comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I slouch. A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I have this retardly crazy ability to remember lyrics of song at a 90% accuracy rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My favourite super hero was and is Captain Underpants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I was a weakling during my early primary school days - my wallet got stolen by some classmate to buy himself a drink - hope I'm not a weakling anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I hate fat white people - like Alfred Li. I guess it's in their genes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People to do this lame thingy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None since all my friends done this before I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6511270395588003685?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6511270395588003685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6511270395588003685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6511270395588003685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6511270395588003685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-things-people-didnt-know-about-me.html' title='10 things people didn&apos;t know about me'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-1239271945109059044</id><published>2008-06-13T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:19:10.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back.</title><content type='html'>just a quickie telling all of you lazy bums who stayed in singapore or other people who flew off without me that i'm back. for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-1239271945109059044?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1239271945109059044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=1239271945109059044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/1239271945109059044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/1239271945109059044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-3741562077873263728</id><published>2008-06-07T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:56:55.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>china tour D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;6th June&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not that easy. Being a christian that is. I am currently on the bus, on the road. On the way to Shang Hai. It's been a long journey, literally and spiritually. Been to many different cities, each with it's own merits. Been challenged, mentally and physically, by a small boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A boy who taught me to teach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently on this long long bridgem 80 plus km on land and sea, 36 km on sea - I think, the damn tour is in chinese! Been thinking about all of you, and how all of you have been. Ah well, hope to see ALL of you soon. Good news, I didn't die on the plane! Haha! Bad news, I didn't receive any well wishes - at least not in time that is - from any of you. Which only goes to show that you do not read my blog lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'll end here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My phone just went flat. As you currently know, I used my phone to write some shorts posts to entertain all those staying at home with bored looks on their faces. So I want you guys/girls to liven up. You don't have a choice. Liven up or face the weakling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(: will continue soon once i start charging my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-3741562077873263728?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3741562077873263728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=3741562077873263728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3741562077873263728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3741562077873263728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/06/china-tour-d.html' title='china tour D:'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-3626980201286985405</id><published>2008-05-29T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T13:58:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M LEAVING ON A JET PLANE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71);  line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71);   line-height: 23px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;cause Im leavin on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dont know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh babe, I hate to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is a song written by John Denver, a guy, who literally left on a jet plane. His own jet plane. John Denver died minutes after taking off at an airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before it's too late, and I lose the usage of the internet, I would like to post. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tomorrow morning I will be taking a jet plane to China, Nanjing. I know when I'll be back, but, will I make it back? I don't know. Only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i'm not God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; It'll be 2 weeks before I arrive, back here in Singapore. Possibly 1 and a half weeks before I can get internet access.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am leaving at 5 am to go to the airport - duh - and I only leave on the jet plane at around 7.30 am. Any good wishes should be tagged onto my tagboard before 10 pm today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or I might never see them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. So, please do post any well wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; If you want to, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you don't want to, then most probably you're one of those "true friends" I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll see you around. Or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-3626980201286985405?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3626980201286985405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=3626980201286985405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3626980201286985405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3626980201286985405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;M LEAVING ON A JET PLANE.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5478821800110080905</id><published>2008-05-29T10:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:38:54.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are true friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is a true friend? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But most importantly, Do YOU know who your true friends are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True friends are those who stick by you when you're down.&lt;/span&gt; They may joke around, and piss you off every now and then, but they still are your true friends, and you know who they are, and what they are inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True friends NEVER desert you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;They may walk away for a week, a month, a year, but they will still come back to you, because they need your friendship, and because no argument lasts forever. And that's a truth. We all know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True friends encourage you, love you - as a friend - and guide you on your life journey. &lt;/span&gt;Though it might seem that they're not trying to help, everything they do is planned by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;. And you know it is, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so entrust your life to your friends, and trust your friends like you trust yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;True friends are ones, whom you might not know very well, but you know that when you need them, they're there, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always lending out their shoulders, always giving you a helping hand&lt;/span&gt;... So, if you know your true friends, give them a shout out, tell them that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you care&lt;/span&gt;, tell them &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're their true friend&lt;/span&gt;, no matter what circumstances. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And when you do that, don't break your promise, for your true friend now trusts you with his/her life&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are friends, and what are "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true friends&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends are those you don't know you very well.&lt;/span&gt; They click with you, hang out with you, chill with you, fight with you, etc. But when it comes to helping you, they will try, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but not to the best of their abilities,&lt;/span&gt; for they are not sure if they are ready for another true friendship, which could be broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends are those who are scared. They're around, whether you're happy or sad. But they are not truly listening, probably about 70-90%.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The other 10-30% of the time, they are busy with their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The reason is because, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're not in their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true friends"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These people are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hypocrites&lt;/span&gt;. They are around when you're happy, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disappear when you're sad, or in trouble&lt;/span&gt;. They don't stick around through thick and thin. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They reap all the benefits, but they had never sown the seeds. &lt;/span&gt;They pick the cream of the crop, leaving the rest to die.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And when their cream of the crop rots, they pick another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a process which will never end. Your true friends go wherever with you. Your "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true friends&lt;/span&gt;" pick places where they will have fun. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True friends&lt;/span&gt;" only care about themselves,&lt;/span&gt; and they never bothered about other people, cause it's their way of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;" never help you&lt;/span&gt;. They pull you down, laughing and mocking at you all the time. Teasing and bullying you, but you never notice it. 'Cause you think they're your true friends. But they're not. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They will only help you, if it is in their favour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are your "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true friends&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people whom you must identify quickly, before it's too late,&lt;/span&gt; when your friendship goes to deep, and when your true friends - the real ones - can't save you, you're gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The big question, however, is what friend are YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if you're a "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true friend&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/span&gt; the only advice I can give to you is to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CHANGE,&lt;/span&gt; and become a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real, true friend&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/2774841653479364968-5478821800110080905?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5478821800110080905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5478821800110080905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5478821800110080905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5478821800110080905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-are-true-friends.html' title='What are true friends?'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8414119384349898427</id><published>2008-05-26T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:10:55.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i might follow the fong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gonna try my luck in doing this stupid advertising schemes, except i'm not advertising products. Okay maybe i am. I'm not sure. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;NIRO CORPORATION - WE MAKE, YOU TAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thirsty? Hungry? Thirsty? Hungry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;need a drink?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audience: "Yes!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;need something to eat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audience: "Yes!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, wait no more, cause now you can have something that you can both, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EAT &amp;amp; DRINK!&lt;/span&gt; How cool is that? Just come down to the NIRO BAR, you don't have to be 21 to drink! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you do need to drink is a cup of.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKY FISHIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever wanted to eat a plate of fish and chips, and drink beer at the same time? Have you ever tasted the horrible taste when things don't mix well? Have you ever gotten a bad diarrhoea before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you want to have all those, in just one cup? Then Freaky Fishies is for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;! Just what is Freaky Fishies? Well, Freaky Fishies is a mixture of the ingredients below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raw Salmon Slices(not fresh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mini Umbrella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lemon/Lime Slices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vodka - changed to tea for minors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Draft Beer - changed to coffee for minors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Draft Beer Foam - changed to tea foam for minors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine the pros of drinking a Freaky Fishies! You're drunk(or not) and you walk up to your neighbours' garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neighbour: Hey! What the heck do you think you're doing!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You: I just drank &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaky Fishies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neighbour: So?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You: Vomits all over the garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See? Freaky Fishies is so useful! It could be used for wasting yourself, your neighbours' garden, your own garden, your wife, your child, your dog, etc. But MOST IMPORTANTLY, Freaky Fishies could be used as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAT FOOD&lt;/span&gt;! Isn't that useful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, what are you waiting for? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come down to the nearest NIRO BAR outlet, NOW&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt; before Freaky Fishies gets banned by local authorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before Freaky Fishies runs out of stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING: FREAK FISHIES IS A FICTITIOUS DRINK WHICH DOES NOT EXIST. HOWEVER, IF YOU DO MAKE THIS DRINK AT HOME, NIRO CORPORATION IS IN NO WAY RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY CAUSES TO YOURSELF, YOUR GARDEN, YOUR WIFE, YOUR CHILD, YOUR DOG, YOUR CAT, ETC. ANY DEATH CAUSED BY FREAKY FISHIES IS DUE TO IMPROPER RECIPE INSTRUCTIONS. NIRO CORPORATION IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DIARRHOEA, VOMITING, OR OTHER RANDOM THINGS. PLEASE DO NOT TRY TO MAKE THIS DRINK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8414119384349898427?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8414119384349898427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8414119384349898427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8414119384349898427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8414119384349898427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-thought-i-might-follow-fong.html' title='i thought i might follow the fong'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-2474152196688383942</id><published>2008-05-26T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:12:27.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new phone</title><content type='html'>haha, i din blog for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i lost my phone, and it seriously sucks to lose your phone, ITS NOT FUN! then i had a wedding to attend last weekend, so there really wasnt anytime to blog. I would love to write about the wedding, but unfortunately i shall not as many of you will not know the people i will be talking about if i do blog about the wedding. So good for you, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, stop jumping with joy or crying with sadness, this aint the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got a new phone, its a N82! woot ain't that cool? it's been a long time since i had a new phone. But anyway, i wouldn't have gotten my new phone without losing my old phone, that includes SIM Cards and contacts. So, if a random person repeatedly calls you for no particular reason, please answer his call and tell him to give me back my phone, or you could just dao him because he could be one of those scammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you actually find my phone, a k600i, which you most probably wont find unless you take the bus 166, top level, about the 3rd seat on the left of the bus after the 2nd teevee, which is behind the stair case. However, if you do find my phone, I'm ever so grateful. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just remember to give it back to me&lt;/span&gt;. okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about my old phone, let's go back to my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, did i mention that it has a 5 megapixel camera, with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carl Zeiss&lt;/span&gt; Optics, and a Xenon Flash? which means it has auto flash. Okay, it has almost everything a N81 has, but i'm not so sure about the scroll square - not wheel. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Plus it has GPS and MAPS&lt;/span&gt;, isn't that awesome?&lt;del&gt; bleh i sound like some advertiser.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, i do what i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-2474152196688383942?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2474152196688383942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=2474152196688383942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2474152196688383942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2474152196688383942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-new-phone.html' title='my new phone'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6135471183709093594</id><published>2008-05-13T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:39:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mass gathering at KAP</title><content type='html'>that was one weird mass gathering, im telling you. it was mad. A lot of weird people wanted to come along, yet a lot of them got ditched by the bus uncle, who just went off, kinda sad right? So we went there, and we saw this like, HUGE spider and i was like screaming MSN text, like Oh M Gee! weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went there, and saw everyone, so everyone was like hanging out till Alex Fong saw his sister, OH M GEE.. haha, whatever it was fun, his sis was like " I'm not here to survey you, I'm here to do math and to observe." Hahas damn funny, but after this part, tensions were rising..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat decided to be bitchy and force teik to drink sauce with a fly, pick up coins from the floor, and force rey into the girl's toilet. So bad right? Haiz, i got nothing to say le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6135471183709093594?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6135471183709093594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6135471183709093594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6135471183709093594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6135471183709093594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/mass-gathering-at-kap.html' title='mass gathering at KAP'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6706631411777386190</id><published>2008-05-13T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:17:28.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skin change</title><content type='html'>changed my blog skin, i guessed i wanted to liven up a bit.. hahas. well, it's been some rtd week i think, and its gonna be a more rtd week this week, we got visits to KAP just to see rachel the emu and her gang, wonder if natty is gonna break my back when i go there D: hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sat's my bday, planning on having a very small celebration, since im such a loner (:, hopefully everyone i invited can come and everyone i din invite will just appear there (: cause like, im forced to invite only a handful plus plus, so anyway those who noe the place, its SICC island 1-5/6 this saturday, 17th may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its REAL early right now, and i seriously need some sleep, tho i slept from 2-7, im still kinda tired, you guys will NEVER read this on monday since its tuesday haha, whatever im bored and sleepy and tired.. but gotta say one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was an earthquake in China, Sichuan, Beichuan Province, which is like 90km from chengdu, capital city of Sichuan Province, and my dad's like staying there working, my mum got freaking worried, and i was like diaos. the conversation went on like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Should be Safe right?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: SAFE? WHAT SAFE?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Buildings are earthquake proof right?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: EARTHQUAKE WHAT PROOF!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait a min, WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was like damn scary lah or so my dad said, the building was like swaying, summore that is his office and residential building, so like there was some open space, so alot of people decided to sleep there, after all, earthquakes usually have aftershocks, so it's not safe to actually sleep in those high rise buildings. Hope he's okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites people, or should i say Morning =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6706631411777386190?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6706631411777386190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6706631411777386190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6706631411777386190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6706631411777386190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/skin-change.html' title='skin change'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6131955253266289775</id><published>2008-05-06T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:57:42.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams, wow, exams..</title><content type='html'>exams so far have been fine, after all, God is watching over us, right? ^^ I think I should be able to ace both History and English, and if i don't ace them, MODERATION SUCKS OKAY? haha, just kidding, dunno why some people didn't find the History paper quite easy. I guess you needed to recall ALOT of things in the textbook, was kinda hard, but i'm sure i did fine. At least I think so, thats 50% done, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thought i wanted to post something about the exams, since everyone has the exam fever, i can't really study now, so just typing out some words before continuing my journey into PSci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye ppl (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6131955253266289775?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6131955253266289775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6131955253266289775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6131955253266289775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6131955253266289775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-wow-exams.html' title='exams, wow, exams..'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-4792415402331705902</id><published>2008-05-05T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:19:32.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>few things i wanna say before exams start</title><content type='html'>First of all, i would like to thank God for us all being here, together as friends of what seems to be a growing blog community from our generation, school and class. I would also thank Keith for bringing me to HoGc few weeks before the exams, it seriously helped, thanks a lot! and sorry about the chocs, i'll bring it after the exams! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, i would like to take up most of my space talking about some people, who seriously have no life. This would be the worst part, and if you would like to skip it, please proceed to the third part (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo-EL Tan Wei En. What's wrong with you and disturbing my inner peace? Are you trying to keep me out of IB by playing mind games with me? NO it's NOT FUNNY, now leave me alone, I DO NOT NEED your rubbish comments and dumb jokes which you make along the way. NO I DON'T. I am not a HYPOCRITE. Do you actually know what it means? NO YOU DON'T. I will not help you, you shall check the dictionary yourself and come back to me. I speak of the OLD me, the one which is hidden deep in me, half dead, which might come back anytime.  Since YOU ALL LOVE to remind me of the OLD ME, then you are forcing me to use my OLD SELF, which I hate to use. Get it? Of course you don't since you yourself ain't that smart, boy. Now pack your bags, and get lost from this blog. You are not welcomed here. Plus, me buying what version of the bible is my own choice, not for you to decide for me. THANK you, and BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, again back to this same moron, JARYL NGAN ZHAO HONG. I don't understand your frequency. Saying i act mature is wrong, how would you know? I COULD just be acting immature, or be speaking under God's presence. You will NEVER know, so you cannot conclude that point, be it true or false, I MYSELF know, and thus will not need your help in truly finding out. Next, I don't need another person playing mind games with me. As i mentioned earlier, it's NOT FUNNY. Get it into your smaller-than-mine brain. Okay? Don't think you're very smart, because you never know. Got it? I don't understand what's wrong with you or what you are trying to say, by repeating on the same topic, SORE. I seriously don't know what's wrong with you all, picking on a certain weak point, PICKING ON RYAN PHUAN by SAYING HE's NOOB, though HE ALREADY KNOWS IT, picking on ALFRED SAYING HE's FAT, though he ALREADY KNOWS IT. It's time for us to stop, Jaryl, this must not continue, and you should know it. I have received my fare share of RETRIBUTION, and i plan to stop. But unlike me, Jaryl, you haven't paid the price. Think about yourself, wait, you won't. I guess I have to remind you. Always be grateful, you once needed my help, and now, treat me like dirt. You scold me in front of everybody, yet scold everybody in front of ME, where's your CONSCIENCE, where's your SENSE OF SHAME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have none, well, I'm sorry, but that's the end of the road for us. You have to understand, such a friendship can only stay on for a certain before it reaches the vital point and snaps. I'm sad to say, that our friendship has reached such a state. There's nothing much you can do, it's the exams, and I DON'T WANT YOU to be distracted by this, lest you think I'm playing MIND GAMES with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what's wrong you IP/IB boys. Stop showing off. Just because you're in IP/IB, doesn't mean you're smarter than us. There's only proof in results, yet think of the other small issues which could be distracting us, small issues you might never know. Okay? You aren't smart, Jaryl, you once din't even know how to HOST, and think back and see who thought you. Another one is, you might say, SEAN did. Well, GUESS WHAT? My brother TAUGHT SEAN. End of story kkaes? Cause I taught my brother what I learnt when I played GUNZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess MOST of you don't appreciate my kindness. It's about time I took some of my kindness back, for you DON'T DESERVE IT. However, just a shout out to those who do, THANKS! (: I appreciate your gratefulness or w/e that you have done, and would really want to thank all of you (: I don't understand why all of THOSE can't be like YOU ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------END OF SECOND PART----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I would like to say a prayer to all of you, you all may follow in, or just read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father in Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our exams are nearing by, and I would like to thank You for helping us throughout this whole year so far. Thank You for all Your help for the previous exams, and Father I pray that You would just bless us again as we are about to sit for our papers. For those who sat for all or some papers earlier Lord, I pray that You grant them with the confidence they need as they await their results. I also pray for those who have failed some subjects the previous time, and that You will give them enough faith to strive for the best, and help them to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, May You help us through everything that might happen during the examinations, and that everyone will be prepared to take the test, and come equipped with what they need. I pray that even through the darkest storms we might be going through in our lives at the current moment, that we remember our school motto, The Best Is Yet to Be, and that we remember that there is always hope, no matter what kind of situation we are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, May you bless us with Your wisdom, and may everything we have learnt this term and the past term be easy to remember, so that we will be able to answer our questions easily and breeze past this nerve racking period. Lastly, I pray that no matter what happens, we will accept our fate, as this is what You have planned for us, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may all God's men say,&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night's rest people, I hope you enjoyed this prayer, and that you are currently basking in God's presence, but please, if you can, carry God's presence wherever you go, just as I have been told to do. It's late, and most of us might be going to bed in about 45 minutes time. For those who are staying up late to Mug, I hope you won't be tired when you wake up tomorrow morning, as it's gonna be a tough and tiring day. So please PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, sleep as early as possible okay? Thanks and GOD BLESS (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4792415402331705902?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4792415402331705902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4792415402331705902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4792415402331705902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4792415402331705902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/few-things-i-wanna-say-before-exams.html' title='few things i wanna say before exams start'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8438285503815901010</id><published>2008-05-05T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:20:21.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relinked and reborned.</title><content type='html'>decided to put my taggie posts as weiliang, since most of you don't like niro. PLUS, i changed my blog website, as you can see cause ur here!! (: bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8438285503815901010?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8438285503815901010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8438285503815901010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8438285503815901010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8438285503815901010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/05/relinked-and-reborned.html' title='relinked and reborned.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8941529612173672095</id><published>2008-04-29T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:15:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking back words..</title><content type='html'>ya i know, its never easy. But i guess, i should take back some of my harshly said words. i din mean to hurt you, i just meant for all of you to understand. I take back what i said about teikwen, i guess he just never knew the reason... Well, i guess everything's going back to normal, except with jaryl of course, whom continues to ignore his mistake. or maybe he's just daoing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my third post today, i think i should really stop here haha. Nites people, many of you will be reading this tmr, so i guess... MORNING ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry teiks, psps haha, maybe i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ps = pangseh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8941529612173672095?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8941529612173672095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8941529612173672095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8941529612173672095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8941529612173672095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/taking-back-words.html' title='taking back words..'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-2466174900046563033</id><published>2008-04-29T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:37:47.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED.</title><content type='html'>okay, im seriously pissed, with almost all of you, and YES YOU KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABOUT YOU IDIOT. i had enuff, of all your rubbish, and nonsensically stuff which you randomly say because you got nothing better to do. i am me, now leave me alone. don't you think you've had enuff to laugh about? well i don't care anymore, and i don't wish to care either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, I KNOW MY FLAWS. i try to change, all of you blunt people, who don't know how to talk behind my back, well i appreciate your honesty and i know that you don't mean well.. at least most of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please, just REFLECT abit. about yourselves, and the things people say behind your back, because i've had enough. I'm honest to tell you straight in the face, because i feel it's the only way you can actually learn from your mistake and try to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO, you take my words for granted, and you come back to insulting me with non relevant things. HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I HEARD MYSELF BEING CALLED A SORE LOSER ALREADY. PLEASE, get a better insult, i had enuff of this sore loser business. I AM A SORE LOSER, AND I AM CHANGING. now just think about each and everyone of you, especially jaryl and teikwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teikwen, i've told you countless of times to get a life and stop gossiping, but you never seem to listen, saying you never hit other people backs if they don't hit you first. Well, you lied. you hit Ian today, for no reason. Stop lying to yourself, Teikwen, i don't know what caused you to have so much HATRED about names that you love to insult. maybe it's just you love to gossip, spread rumors, and insult people, well some of us have had enuff. How many times have you said rey likes nat? How many times have you said NIRO is a gay name? How many times have you insulted emu, alex and justin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i followed you, saying rey likes nat, well i was wrong, it seems i saw wrongly what i thought was a relationship between the two of them. and they had clarified the matter with you, and as i read through the tags, i noticed my mistake. and i know i am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jaryl, why do you like to call people sore? Are you not sore too? Is Alfred, Eugene, Ryan or any other person who plays dota not sore? Or arrogant? Think about it. You don't know how many times people have said you're sore behind your back right? But i know. because i've heard it countless of times. Though it's not as many as i hear for myself, you cannot clean up your mistake by starting to say im sore. okay? get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you win most of the time, with the highest kills, with me supporting you badly. Think back, have you ever supported me? Please.. every single time, just think about it, see what percentage of the time do you actually support me. And next, think about the times i supported you. Whatever, conversations, arguments. Then compare them. You will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know both of you wont change as i type this out. Even though you may read this, doesn't mean you will change, because human nature is like that. I never asked you to apologise to me, or anything. I just want all this rubbish to stop. Actually, it won't even stop. I just want you to appreciate my honesty to you, and the fact that i'm actually very nice. Not many people can stand as many insults as me, e.g. Ryan Phuan, Alex Fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was talking on MSN, i started tearing and thought,"why is everyone like that? don't they understand what God has asked me to say?" God asked me to talk to both of you by creating my future like this. I know most pain, most suffering, most insults, most feelings. I know more than you think i do. Just because I don't whack you after you said or did something i don't like, doesn't mean i'm here to be insulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for a purpose. Everyone has a purpose, you're not useless, but you will be if you continue to do all these wrongdoings. You won't be able to stop totally, every now and then you will continue sinning. Just remember, we are humans, not Gods. We're not perfect, no matter how hard we try to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for a purpose. I guess my purpose is just a bit unique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-2466174900046563033?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2466174900046563033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=2466174900046563033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2466174900046563033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2466174900046563033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/pissed.html' title='PISSED.'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8186143448305549731</id><published>2008-04-29T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:04:55.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>just too tired to post, but just feeling i need to.. i mean, exams are coming soon, so tired of studying all day and reading highlighted texts.. but i have no choice, so just really really tired.. i mean, i've been spending all my childhood studying, i don't see why we really need a childhood, cause like, in singapore, you hardly even have time to go down to play or something, and it can really get stressful every now and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really don't know what to do, every brain cell in my body tells me i should start mugging late and really study hard for the upcoming common test, but really no mood, maybe EMO is really suicidal, maybe i was wrong, maybe from the start, everything i knew was never right... i don't know, but i wish to find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I always thought EMO is different from slicing wrists and all that, which is practically - AND LITERALLY - suicidal... i really don't know... hahas.. just tired.. real tired. Maybe EMO isn't suicidal, actually, EMO being suicidal doesn't make sense, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need free hugs, must go down to orchard and make some cardboard sign, hopefully i get some huggers haha, or maybe, i'll meet a korean doing the same thing, then we hug each other haha... Having the EMO disease again, it comes back every now and then, i guess i really must be tired.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, time to go and study, i noe i'm boring, and that many of you say niro is a gay name or something, lame , gay whatever... okay... i'll tell you the definition of niro...okay, first in case you din noe, NIRO IS A REAL JAPANESE NAME, here's a link of a JUDGE called niro - http://www.courts.go.jp/english/justices/shimada.html - cute right? hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二郎 is my name in kanji, it basically means 2nd ichiro, and ichiro means 1st son, so basically means 2nd son lah... so SHIRO is 4th son, or whitey, or a name... see? incredible right? Okay i got my 8:00pm show to watch, see how long i took to type this post?? Haha... okays byes!!^^ peace out ppl, and please don't say NIRO is a gay or lame name again, thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8186143448305549731?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8186143448305549731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8186143448305549731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8186143448305549731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8186143448305549731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-4217165296167378955</id><published>2008-04-28T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:01:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HoGc...</title><content type='html'>haha, yesterday went to HoGc for the first time, very nice place, in case you din't know, HoGc stands for Heart of God Church, and is located near Paya Lebar MRT station, i thinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cool seeing everyone so hype haha, had a really fun time.. wanted to go there this week again, budden exams coming, so mum don't let me, SORRY GUYs, and Girls... if i met you (: or if you remember me haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, i very sian, mugging all day, wanted to post some super long thingy, but now bo chap le... haha.. No mood to type le.. byes!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4217165296167378955?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4217165296167378955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4217165296167378955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4217165296167378955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4217165296167378955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/hogc.html' title='HoGc...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-216440026755740766</id><published>2008-04-26T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:54:28.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg... going to church!!</title><content type='html'>hahas, going to church tomorrow, can't seem to not be excited, haha, man i wished i had a bible, might buy one, but in a dilemma, cause dunno whether i should get KJV, NIV, or  NKJV, hahas, most ppl tell me get NIV, but got one church camp which i might go to which says i should have a KJV, so frustrating, din know buying bibles were so HARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, no offence, really! Might have to take bus to Keith's house, dunno lahs... hope i will have a blast, lol... Keith's mum is sending us, i think, at least thats what the sms keith just sent me said.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds cool lah, going to church... I think this is the second time I'm going to church.. The first time was with my brother and ADAM KOH, a friend which my brother broke relations with i think, not sure... hopefully they made up, they were good friends, can't believe they broke up just over a girl, hmm - THEY DID NOT LIKE THE SAME GIRL -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that will never happen to me and the LOCKs - lame old crazy kiddos -  a group of best buddies that will never part... for now.. if you know us, then you're in the group haha... btw, i think keith you're in it, ANYWAYS, im still jealous that i din go along with you all WITH DEBUDAH to the Harley Davidson shop, you LOCKs are EVIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay, gonna end my post here, dunno why, got alot to type, but i think i wont... actually you know what, i shall ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out to play golf, i only used irons except for the last hole, i think i played 5 holes... out of the so many shots i think only got a handful very nice ones haha.. not bad lah, quite funn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was terrible, like as terrible as vegetables.. haiz... i had 2 sets of rubbish food, which didnt even make sense, cause i thought they were supposed to be good, haiz... dont wanna talk about it... i had tom yum and korean noodles... omg so ANGRY!! I think the only nice thing was the peach tea from the drink stall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back here now, think i'm gonna end here, PEACE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-216440026755740766?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/216440026755740766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=216440026755740766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/216440026755740766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/216440026755740766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-going-to-church.html' title='omg... going to church!!'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-2675232199563760493</id><published>2008-04-25T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:11:32.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>just really tired this week, been mugging all week, so yeah.. need to continue mugging for the next few weeks till exams, not much time to blog, so I guess i wont be posting so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i replied all your taggies ^^, if i din, just tell me lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-2675232199563760493?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2675232199563760493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=2675232199563760493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2675232199563760493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2675232199563760493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8418008700486513089</id><published>2008-04-20T05:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:51:40.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up...</title><content type='html'>just woke up after 13 hours of sleep, and suddenly i see life in a different light, could be something about my dream... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dreaming about a totally retarded yet real-life situation dream. It was like, I was still 13, and i saw these... 30-40 year old men who seemed to know me... plus I had Chris and Hua Bin(Jon) sitting to my left still the same age... hmm... and I didn't seem to know he old men...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were going to be drowned in this boat, we went there for a birthday party cum meeting session... dunno what meeting session and so when the young boy arrived, he asked me,"Where's your swimming gear?" I told him I didn't bring it and he told us that   his father and his father's friend were going to drown us. So i secretly passed the message to everyone... and i passed Hua Bin my watch and told him to put in somewhere waterproof, as he is as swimmer... we all escaped alive except for the Father, who was stuck at the top of the boat, and the boat was sinking... The father's son and friend had diving gear... weird... So i was just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme finish off my dream... seems that Hua Bin actually brought his goggle case along just in case he needed to swim, dunno what happen to the goggles, but Chris' spectacles were there along with my watch... so, quite incredible right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed how wonderfully innocent yet devilish a child could be... haiz, i wonder whether i was innocent or devilish, or to put it simply for me, MORE innocent or MORE devilish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gonna play soon, just thought I would drop by and say hello to everyone ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God BLESS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8418008700486513089?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8418008700486513089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8418008700486513089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8418008700486513089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8418008700486513089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/waking-up.html' title='waking up...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5924466143378777892</id><published>2008-04-18T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:33:45.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead External Hard Disk..</title><content type='html'>omgz... so pissed now, MY HARD DISK FRIGGING DIED ON ME, HOW COULD IT, WHEN I NEEDED IT THE MOST... omg, i knew i should have backed up some of those games.. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG ... pissed OMG OMG OMG HOW COULD IT DIE ON ME OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.... WHAT THE ... OMG OMG OMG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Word : OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could it die on me, i treated it so well, UNLIKE THE OWNER OF THE HARD DISK, ah well, seems i have to get a new hard disk, thats good and bad. Good because it will be new and therefore technically last longer, and bad because i will lose all my files and everything, if only there was a way to be able to save my files, gonna find some IT hard ware expert - I'm IT SOFT ware expert - to help me solve this problem...&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i got no more time to OMG people.&lt;br /&gt;Peace^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-5924466143378777892?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5924466143378777892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5924466143378777892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5924466143378777892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5924466143378777892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/dead-external-hard-disk.html' title='dead External Hard Disk..'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8501106016441810881</id><published>2008-04-13T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:53:44.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored to pieces</title><content type='html'>this week, it's just been boring, or sickening, sickening as in literally SICKening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno man, if it's just me or what, but everyone seems to be getting sick more than last time, everyone seems to have weakened.. badly... Anyway, I was just thinking about my ISO project that my group is going to do tomorrow and I think this is the opportunity to liven up my weekend, it's a sleepover to monday so that we can go straight to school, sounds cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, yah i know i've not been posting much, but hey at least i post right?^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8501106016441810881?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8501106016441810881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8501106016441810881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8501106016441810881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8501106016441810881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/bored-to-pieces.html' title='bored to pieces'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6941000697305459873</id><published>2008-04-08T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:26:33.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky day?</title><content type='html'>today really lucky man, nothing wrong could happen - so far... so yeah was really funny cause th teachers were trying to find ppl's blog from our class then all cannot find, lol... it was like, everyone shouting random blog sites - ask teikwen fr more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week, okay la, quite boring tho... i messed up in my "SPA" test, dunno why th AGAR crack so easily, lousy quality bahs... dunno whys... the other day i do still cans, but now cannots...sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly found this awesome song from Terra Naomi, the Youtube Sensation, one of th few artiste that get famous through youtube by posting their music "videos" there... not bad, but some people might not like it.. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked some ppl computer today, so far so good, but sure enuff some one will slip up and have games on th tablets, sure one.. anyways, super sian typing this... omgz... need to sleep so soon, GOSH STRESSS.... lol, i know my blog not really funny but anyways, blogs are meant for feelings, not funnyness &lt;- a word which doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still having a great time, so far this is my longest lasting blog, i think th longest lasted 2 weeks before i stopped posting, but so far this is the better blog, could be something t do with th blog name, it owns, i luv rain and sky, okay? no questions or comments allowed, tho tags are fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to put in alex stupid questions here, with my own answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're angry?&lt;br /&gt;: I emo people, then i emo myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're sad?&lt;br /&gt;: I emo... nevermind...(cries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're happy?&lt;br /&gt;:I...(cries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you go to church?&lt;br /&gt;: I pray and cry like this...(demonstrates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do in Pastoral care?&lt;br /&gt;: I am a lone EMO wolf, what do you think i do? =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you can't emo?&lt;br /&gt;: what? o i slit wrists ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if I told you that you wreak at the best thing that you do?&lt;br /&gt;: my best thing is emo-ing, and ppl say i own at it, dont lie... (cries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you not fat?&lt;br /&gt;: cause i cry out my fats (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is life?&lt;br /&gt;: emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete this sentence: If life is so good...&lt;br /&gt;: why are people emo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you take part in a public speaking competition?&lt;br /&gt;: maybe, if i stop crying...(dries tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;: err, cause if i stop crying then u know.. you don't? oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could, which "Heroes" character would you be?&lt;br /&gt;: Hiro Nakamura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;: cause its closest to Niro and it's an emo thing, you wouldn't know... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What genre of music do you like?&lt;br /&gt;: The Emo-er the better, just not metal or hard core ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be an animal, which animal would you be?&lt;br /&gt;: is any animal emo? err, i would be elmo, if you count him an animal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;: because it sounds like emo, with an extra l, but in japanese, theres no l, thus it's emo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had someone spread rumors about you?&lt;br /&gt;: duh, thats why i'm emo-ing here? ): (cries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you lost your best friend before?&lt;br /&gt;: not yet, but i lost a couple of gay friends to emu(s)- justin chong - ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how do you feel about that?&lt;br /&gt;: EMO, IS THERE ANOTHER FEELING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see... and how do you feel about that?&lt;br /&gt;: (CRIES LOUDLY AND SCREAMS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! What did you do that for?&lt;br /&gt;: do what? (hugs the non emo person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should extend our sessions to thrice a week.&lt;br /&gt;: okay, that gives me more time to make you emo... (dries tears and walks out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6941000697305459873?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6941000697305459873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6941000697305459873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6941000697305459873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6941000697305459873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/lucky-day.html' title='lucky day?'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-3268532203049304809</id><published>2008-04-01T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:02:12.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick...</title><content type='html'>man, today i'm seriously sick, but still need to go to school as might have NAPFA tomorrow, can't afford to miss it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm done with a few illnesses... wanna know them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had like the worst stomach ache i ever had in like, 4 years... was in the toilet for a VERY VERY VERY long time... so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my stomach was churning like a blender... it sucked badly... it made me wanna vomit... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon - Yup, i din't go to school ): - I had this massive, MASSIVE headache, which lasted the rest of the day, can't tahan man... every now and then must close eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then like got abit fever liddat, feel like **** lah, to cut everything short... then tomorrow still MIGHT have to run... dammit lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I DID ALL MY HOMEWORK CAUSE I'M A GOOD BOY AND I DIDN'T PON CLASS!!! don't anyhow accuse me, if you gonna try to (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-3268532203049304809?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3268532203049304809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=3268532203049304809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3268532203049304809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/3268532203049304809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html' title='sick...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-4046961089722802556</id><published>2008-03-30T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:10:49.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!thumb's celebration &amp; NPS, non-posting syndrome</title><content type='html'>sorry about not posting for so long, just couldn't find time, i have a very tight schedule you know? Even as I type, I'm actually downloading itunes into my tablet PC (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Ting Yu's birthday celebration was today, just the 3 of us, me jarjar and ting yu, actually sameer was supposed to come, then he couldn't make it, so we called Jonathan Tan, then also last minute cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed it was destined for the 3 of us ONLY to go.. So yeah we went to JEC - jurong entertainment center - to ice skate, and go to arcade... actually we wanted to watch a movie too budden Ting Yu had tennis lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice skating was fun, so non crowded, so fun... watching jaryl fall a million times in front of me ^^ lol its cool, I DID NOT PUSH HIM! hehehe of course im lying (: So yeah then we went to some "fast food" Japanese place, can't remember the weird japanese name, ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ordered beef kimchi ramen, then come out get some seafood crap.. was very pissed, yet jaryl and Ting Yu just went and laughed at me... wat the heck? Okay so whatever, so I decided to own them at arcade, and in which i did, till the really last game, HEY, how was i supposed to know the drifting in Initial D 3 was SO MUCH MORE SENSITIVE than drifting in Initial D 4?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... thats about it... o o o wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Ting Yu's place, cause jar jar left his computer there, so then he decided to challenge me 1v1 in dota, 3 matches i think. I lost all 3 because no mood play, was damn sian of dota then, cause i had to take bus home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now at home, typing this blog post for those who will actually read it, so yeah i will now go on to the part about non posting syndrome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NON POSTING SYNDROME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPS occurs when one has no time to post a blog post, thus leading to great stress, which could eventually lead to suicide, any kind of suicide. The fact that posting blog posts helps reduce stress is still under investigation. However, the fact that NPS causes great stress is 110% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms of NPS:&lt;br /&gt;1.Feeling pissed cause you haven't posted any blog posts for a long time - in your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;2.Having too many activities taking up time in your computer time, AKA LIFE&lt;br /&gt;3.Waking up too early(this has been proven to be true).&lt;br /&gt;4.Spending too much time on computer games(which could be used for posting a blog post).&lt;br /&gt;5.Being in class 1.09 James, sitting next to Ian, having a k600i phone, a white 30gb iPod video,spectacles, IT rep, in hockey, and surname is Chan(this is the easiest symptom to spot, if you by any chance have symptom 5, you are totally suffering NPS, and, without symptom 5, you do not have NPS, no matter how much you think you have it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: all said about non posting syndrome is fictious - fiction - for idiots who can't understand. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta sleep liaos, luv u all, EXCLUDING u know who &amp; one more u know who(if you don't know who that you wouldn't know who, which could make it you, thus you have to know who, unless you're the you know who, but then you would know you're the you know who, unless ur dumb).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4046961089722802556?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4046961089722802556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4046961089722802556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4046961089722802556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4046961089722802556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/thumbs-celebration-nps-non-posting.html' title='!thumb&apos;s celebration &amp; NPS, non-posting syndrome'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-2708451813978819783</id><published>2008-03-21T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:47:52.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ppl are back...</title><content type='html'>dad and bro just came back so ya, not really posting much... trying to keep on posting but its not easy to have alot of free time, so anyway would really like to thank all of your for coming to this blog and reading (if u actually do...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so still loving you guys(or girls)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Justin Chong is not included...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-2708451813978819783?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2708451813978819783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=2708451813978819783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2708451813978819783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2708451813978819783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/ppl-are-back.html' title='ppl are back...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-4511587301776118840</id><published>2008-03-16T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:06:59.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>arghh, just pissed to shits today... dunno whys... just dunno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all for tagging me (finally) yah... tmr got school already, all sleep earlier k? school sucks i know but u gt t to bear with it.. im sure its worth the pain ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... had bday party today.. cousin invited me to play mahjong but decided, nah lah tmr got school too tired... so yeah... gotta wake up super early tomorrow... like about 5.50am? maybe earlier? no idea lahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, if u see me on msn try not to talk to me cause im really just... ARGGHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bb thanks for wasting ur time reading this meaningless post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-4511587301776118840?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4511587301776118840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=4511587301776118840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4511587301776118840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/4511587301776118840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/arghhhhh.html' title='ARGHHHHH!'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-5303436378510751566</id><published>2008-03-13T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:43:00.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveu...</title><content type='html'>iloveu... haha the this title is so emo and i luv it!! anyway yeah, just did like 5 hours of work, before that was piano, before that was hockey... what a rough day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had me favourite soup! BaKuTeh owns yar! So anyway, today met Justin chong smsing his emu... he was having om... so anyway me ting yu and jaryl gonna pool together our hard earned money for sameer's party on Sunday... hope to be able to get his soccer shoes (street) by tomorrow... QueensWay is cheap and owns lol... everyone knows about that place... even me ^^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stuffed up in my room, lights off... typing this thing... im guessing the only lights in this room come from my computer, the wireless router and my external... hahas.. so yea... finally back to dota! found a secret i promised jaryl i wont tell anyone, but if you guys find it out then good fr u ^^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thats about it for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-5303436378510751566?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5303436378510751566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=5303436378510751566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5303436378510751566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/5303436378510751566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/iloveu.html' title='iloveu...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-8262874543127928315</id><published>2008-03-12T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:02:58.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recruits camp &amp; everything</title><content type='html'>going to bed now... got back from recruits camp quite a few days ago on sunday yah... nt much to write about this time so bb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-8262874543127928315?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8262874543127928315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=8262874543127928315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8262874543127928315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/8262874543127928315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/recruits-camp-everything.html' title='recruits camp &amp; everything'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-6394787237875672063</id><published>2008-03-06T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:17:50.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need free hugs...</title><content type='html'>here comes thursday, passing through so fast, and soon the term is over, how sad fr me, failing both maths and chinese... dammit... ya and that pulled my avg. to like, total cra-p, so ya... just need a hug, should have went orchard today... dammits.... so... bored... lol... and emo too i guess, but more bored... ya so now have to file like everything into my LS file... gahhs too much to file in such a short time of 45 mins, but hey! time waits fr no man, but me, Jesus and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cancel out me from that list. ya thanks fr ur support fr my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sarcasm off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... gtg... bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-6394787237875672063?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6394787237875672063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=6394787237875672063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6394787237875672063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/6394787237875672063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/need-free-hugs.html' title='need free hugs...'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-256974022121239452</id><published>2008-03-05T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:10:48.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored and feeling emo</title><content type='html'>so bored... cant be bothered anymore, just got back all my results, so like failed maths and chinese, especially maths lahs... th score was like shit liddat, i mean zzz, wth even i wouldnt expect it lahs... ya and feeling as emo as ever, dunno whys, must be something to do with school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahs, no mood to continue to post anymore or type anymore, will stop heres for awhile i guess, so bb!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-256974022121239452?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/256974022121239452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=256974022121239452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/256974022121239452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/256974022121239452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/bored-and-feeling-emo.html' title='bored and feeling emo'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-550354984324381061</id><published>2008-03-03T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:17:54.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today nt so bad lah... got life science dunno how to spell something la.. quite fun, got alot of fishies which i caught!! so then released them at the koi pond downstairs... KOI pond... lolz... i mean whatevers la, its a koi pond so what? cannot put guppy and gold fishies inside mehs, got alot inside le... okay so whats?! so i wasnt supposed to? blehs i don care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways ya havent done my homework yet, tho today no lesson.. aiyah need to rush liaos 9pm+ le if not i die so ya thats about it... o ya and i lost some money playing mahjong, dunno why ppl beginner luck so good, everytime i calling suddenly they game, summore all of them got si fu helping them leh, one of them is an amah, but she was playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much time le gotta rush me alot of homework to do so bye(x2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-550354984324381061?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/550354984324381061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=550354984324381061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/550354984324381061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/550354984324381061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-nt-so-bad-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2774841653479364968.post-2538536248900144581</id><published>2008-02-28T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:42:33.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog omgz!</title><content type='html'>hey people welcome to my new blog, after being inspired by alot of ppl, i guess ill just remake my blog bahs? tag alot bahs, thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2774841653479364968-2538536248900144581?l=undeadblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2538536248900144581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2774841653479364968&amp;postID=2538536248900144581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2538536248900144581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2774841653479364968/posts/default/2538536248900144581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undeadblogger.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blog-omgz_28.html' title='new blog omgz!'/><author><name>Niro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
