<?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-33632661</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:45:39.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-5047033346108383587</id><published>2007-08-05T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:49:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. i have not blogged for really long yeah. came back from sports trip. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be as i wasn't with the hockey team. i think the last day rocked. the pool activity and telematch and the bus back to school. and i slept for 16 hours non stop. cool. i showered for at least an hour. singapore have never felt so great. semis is next monday. against teckwhye. i really want to win. and i hope i will not flunk the tests i am having this week. englishlit, history, chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-5047033346108383587?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/5047033346108383587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=5047033346108383587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5047033346108383587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5047033346108383587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/08/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-7870324750720761042</id><published>2007-07-28T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:06:45.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright teckwhye's really bend on beating us. yeah be glad im spelling their name correctly. they spelled ours as st nicheles or something like that. i think we do not have enough determination and like mental and physical strength&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-33632661.post-2874150763044304970</id><published>2007-07-19T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T19:54:19.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate feeling like that. i can't help feeling like that.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to hate everything. that includes hockey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, today we played against yuhua. okay wait i did not play against yuhua. i mean i do not consider that i played because my attitude was bad, my passing was a piece of shit, my shooting was horrible, everything went wrong for me. wait. i made everything go wrong. yes. that perfectly describes everything. i started the game with this i don't give a damn mood. i did not bother running for balls. i did not bother doing a lot of things. i think i played no part in the team today. but honestly i have no idea why i was like that. it just seemed as long i lost control of myself. im not sure how it all happened. all i could remember was that my short corners were a pile of shit. my deflections ( if i even did any ) was total crap. i played worse than i-dunno. i was not complacent or anything but i was just mainly not in the hockey mood. when the game started i was not even feeling like i was playing a hockey match. i coughed like mad. i had a lot of weird stuff in my throat. yuck. today sucked, for me. i can't wait to see the replay tomorrow. i don't even feel like schooling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-2874150763044304970?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/2874150763044304970/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay here's my weekly post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sort of feeling emo-ish this week. for no apparent reason. its just that i cannot get myself to feel happy especially when i am in class and at home. hang on i emphaisize it is SO SO difficult to feel happy in class. actually i hate staying in class. i have been visiting aliwang frequently during those really short breaks between lessons. and i cannot feel happy when im at home because my mother will start calling me to eat medicine all the time. the only few time i feel happy in class is like when crapping with chloetan and limin. other than that i seriously DREAD being in class. one of the reasons  is probably because some nice teacher decided to change our places when i was not around. apparently it seemed like a brilliant decision to do that because i will not be there to complain. i can only say how smart of her. DAMNED YOU. im not stressed up or what but i am tired of seeing those faces and smiles. im getting into the I HATE THIS CLASS mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only happy thing this week is hockey and winning Northland. JANNA ROCKS. i love how she dived to score goals. i love playing alongside her. its easy and fun. i love talking to hockey people. i love time spent with hockey people. i love anything related to hockey which is not related to my class. i love playing around ON THE BUS TODAY with aliwang, melissa, janna and sherylyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love what i am now especially the hockey state and do not want to change. i want to lead a straight life even if it means walking in a straight line, not touching the sides. nothing you say or do will ever change that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8903366044184018493?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8903366044184018493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8903366044184018493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8903366044184018493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8903366044184018493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-heres-my-weekly-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-153875443222501222</id><published>2007-07-06T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:59:52.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>try studying so hard for the test and yet fail it.&lt;br /&gt;try having a bad throat, on and off, for 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;try the feeling of vomiting when each time you cough.&lt;br /&gt;try experiencing the pain in your throat all day.&lt;br /&gt;try getting whacked in the head by a hockey stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it all. and there's only going to be one word in your head." Death "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to blog more than once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to aim for better grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially since im most probably going to join SRC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have lesser time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to give up just because of that damned chemistry test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-153875443222501222?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/153875443222501222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=153875443222501222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/153875443222501222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/153875443222501222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/07/try-studying-so-hard-for-test-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-9125975154515772624</id><published>2007-06-28T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T17:44:07.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first week of school sucked. i spent almost all my nights rushing through projects. first it was mathematics playground shit. then now im doing science. stupid shampoo project. new timetable sucks. we have malay lessons. EW?! the only good thing is....... MRS CHAN is my english literature teacher. she's really crappy. and talks a lot of nonsense. but english literature is all about crap. we won crescents girls on monday(: tmr we are playing against RJC. and our group for 11 a side is very good. i think we should knock our head on the wall if we lose to anyone of them. and teachers are getting naggy. cf and ss especially. whole day there talk non stop. anw i like the chinese acting thingy. it is damn funny but cf has poor or why not say HORRIBLE time management. each group take 1 hour to present. we have 7 groups. and daphne loves to irritate me in class nowadays A LOT! make so much noise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-9125975154515772624?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/9125975154515772624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=9125975154515772624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/9125975154515772624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/9125975154515772624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-week-of-school-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-594005604021133425</id><published>2007-06-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:26:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM WEAK,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; according to jude. but am i really that weak? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won crescents. whoo! but we are playing them again on monday at delta. jude complained i was too weak. said i did not provide crosses. i tried but yeah maybe im really weak. chloetan played right back and she was supposed to attack. IMAGINE A MUSHROOM ATTACKING. and guess what chloetan took a penalty. thats funny. we were cheering for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw during the second match it was hilarious. chloetan gave the crazy idea we would cheer for the person by calling them their form teacher's name. so when melissa get the ball, we shouted GWEE. actually we anyhow shout. like we shouted stuff like MOLLY, STELLA CLEMENT etc. so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. thats not the funniest. a crescent girl drank melissa's water without realizing it. as in eally drink. then while they were having team talk melissa suddenly walk over and ask for her bottle back. according to chloetan the conversation was something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel : erm is that your bottle?&lt;br /&gt;that girl : yarrr.&lt;br /&gt;mel : are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;that girl : ya.......( checks bottle ) NO!&lt;br /&gt;melissa took back the bottle with this disgusted look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and melissa is gay. 1) the way she run 2) the way she hold her stick 3) THAT look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURE GAYNESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-594005604021133425?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/594005604021133425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=594005604021133425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/594005604021133425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/594005604021133425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-weak-according-to-jude.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-7256615436025828543</id><published>2007-06-21T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:04:03.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't want to go back to school. i don't want to change seats. i don't want to finish my homework. argh. and on the first day of school. we are playing against crescent girls' school. AT DELTA. from our school to delta is like from Singapore to New York . i don't want to take train. tmr we have a match against crescents at NYP. its so sudden. i do not want to play. rhys is not back in Singapore yet. argh. argh. no right forward. i have phobia of NYP. my damned ankle is still swelling. life sucks. it really do suck. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-7256615436025828543?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/7256615436025828543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=7256615436025828543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7256615436025828543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7256615436025828543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-dont-want-to-go-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-8094395567652694420</id><published>2007-06-19T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:47:19.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my ankle which i got hit last friday by an uber hard hit is " creaking ".i think probably a million or why not say a billion or like hundreds of billion of cells died!  okay its like this. whenever i walk, you can feel the ankle that bone" rubbing?! " against the skin. and some sorta friction makes it pain.it feels weird. and pain. i walk really slowly and avoid running. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8094395567652694420?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8094395567652694420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8094395567652694420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8094395567652694420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8094395567652694420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-ankle-which-i-got-hit-last-friday-by.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4379971811163357565</id><published>2007-06-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:47:57.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i went edulearn and this is what i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2U: Maths, Home Econs, Literature in Eng, HCL, Lit in Chinese ( our lessons on monday )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i mean it will be as usual. every monday first lesson of the day/week, Value's Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply love it. then we will have our favourite maths lesson. you can say that's my favourite lesson of them all. then we have our beloved chen fang. who will start crapping on dunno what other new chinese topic. and we have home econs. talking about the sewing machine is getting me excited.  oh dear oh dear. what a way to begin the week or why not say term. but the best has not come. we have CHINESE LITERATURE. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not done a single homework. serious. i do not think i am the only one so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;i have not studied for the chemistry and mathematics test. i do not think i am the only one so no worries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4379971811163357565?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4379971811163357565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4379971811163357565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4379971811163357565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4379971811163357565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-went-edulearn-and-this-is-what-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4482278307103051049</id><published>2007-06-13T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:04:27.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i shall recount today's events which made my body feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up as usual. at 645. i was lazy to wear contacts. yeah lazy. pure laziness. then mum send me to school. i had training. i suffered a slight case of alism and it became serious. i started seeing spots. dehydration. but then water, my savior, cured everything. at the end of training we had  a match against coach. we = janna, peiyi, elaine, xuekun and me VS coach, mr ng, michelle, rasey and angel. we won 3 - 0. coach has no stamina. at the start of the match he was so confident he wil beat us. but towards the end, he was all tired and left mr ng all alone to defend. poor mr ng. it was a 2 VS 1 situation. janna did a couple of fakes here fakes there and pass to me . and i surprisingly deflected! its its like so unexpected!! i also tackled coach. jap tackle. it works wonderfully well with him. u must poke really hard. after the match i went to buy turfs with alicia melissa and caryl. we wanted to go peninsula but heard that queensway sells cheaper turfs so we decided to go queensway. this is where the funny part starts. mr ng give us really vague instructions on how to take bus go queensway. we went up 165,166 and 132 to ask the uncle for instructions. the 165 driver call us to take 166. the 166 driver call us to take 165. in the end we took 132 and alighted at some random stop before taking 855. and it brought us there. it was alr 1220. so we decided to fill our stomachs. we went anchorpoint's food centre because apparently, subway,KFC and delifrance ( price ) was too crowded. the food was horrible. we all ordered the same thing. except that mine had vegetables. only melissa finished it. the minced meat had some weird smell, ali and caryl complained about the noodles. after that horrible meal, we went queensway shopping centre. i bought nice turf shoes. melissa's pre-ordered one. i was hesitant and the salesperson started being crappy. he started talking about the team unity. say that we have the same shoes it shows the opponents we are very good.we are very united. scare the other team. later on he told us about junior size for alicia and showed us janna's shoe.&lt;br /&gt;me, melissa and ali : "EEEE janna's shoe. "( in shock not disgust )&lt;br /&gt;salesperson :" you all don't like janna. never mind. can choose another pair." ( does he even know janna )&lt;br /&gt;in the end only i bought. melissa was still making her decision. so we walked to another shop to compare prices. the exact same model. the salesperson was so erm weird. shy and GAY?! i don't know. he's very nice in a sense he is patient. and can tolerate our nonsense. but he acts very weirdly. like he keeps smiling to himself. and very happy about something. melissa was disgusted by him. and we left. we started walking around and around. then later when we left, we saw him leaving too. alicia almost shouted. i guess she is just excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4482278307103051049?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4482278307103051049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4482278307103051049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4482278307103051049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4482278307103051049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-shall-recount-todays-events-which.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3420893039659283989</id><published>2007-06-12T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T15:01:06.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yesterday sucked !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially designing the toilet. the pirates map sucked.&lt;br /&gt;it was sort of anyhow do. and it was really horrible.&lt;br /&gt;brenda and ali do not know how to use thinner!&lt;br /&gt;LOSERS! other people use thinner the paint will come off their hands BUT the two of them, .. they use thinner .. they spread the black paint ALL OVER THEIR HANDS and it refuse to go off. wasted some thinner on them but im getting my dad to buy more cos i don't think she'll buy.&lt;br /&gt;im sick. feeling very sick. wasted a whole box of tissue already. on blowing my nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and joan. i cant find her new url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. im going out with alicia and maybe caryl. to buy new turfs.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for it. cos i have not went out the entire holidays except to watch a stupid movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3420893039659283989?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3420893039659283989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3420893039659283989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3420893039659283989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3420893039659283989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-sucked-especially-designing.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4843089019873169642</id><published>2007-06-10T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:00:20.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today sucks. its just so boring and nothing great happened except yeah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXCEPT&lt;/span&gt; that i did &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; homework. when i see i did &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; homework it means i did &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; homework. i consider it brilliant considering i do not do my work during the hols. i did history homework! WHY?! cos im history rep. alright just kidding i did history cos it seems the easiest. tmr i will be designing toilet after training and i think it will only be me joan and chloe alone. yeahh so sad. cos jingwen and munfoong went overseas and the rest.... hmm... i do not know whether they are coming. just hope to not suffocate in the toilet smelling too much thinner. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4843089019873169642?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4843089019873169642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4843089019873169642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;while the rest are not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decorating toilet today was hell. thinner sucks. i cant stand the smell of it. chloe and i almost faint. we stayed in the thinner-infested toilet for about half an hour and could not take it anymore. guess what we did. we walked ONE round around the track for FRESH AIR. haha. we learnt to appreciate fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was not very nice. i cant control it. okay. i just get irritated damn easily?! is it my fault. i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-33632661.post-4375204668409911634</id><published>2007-06-06T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:22:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made a deal with janna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now still wondering if its a good deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright the deal like this -  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali goes peninsula plaza wit me&lt;br /&gt;i let janna copy my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to have second thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos honestly i do not plan to do any homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im forced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw today's training isn't good cant blame me i do not seem to be able to play well these days oh and im involved in a toilet designing event obviously with CIP points. pirates of the carribean. the theme is so difficult to do anything good. i have said enough. i just hope that tmr going back will do some good. as in i think there wasnt enough planning from the start cos if there was we wouldnt be stuck today not doing anything. haha talking about it. we played soccer in class until we hit the lights thankfully nothing broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4375204668409911634?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4375204668409911634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4375204668409911634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4375204668409911634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-33632661.post-6669408911154487942</id><published>2007-05-28T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:12:47.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have reformatted my computer. = no songs = no games = FASTER AND BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no songs. and thats sad. but its alright. whats my ipod for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting alibaab at the library ltr on at arnd... 1130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna be late but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manu is buying samuel eto. why him? i want carlo tevez. or maybe some nicer striker like the all so hot fernando torres!!!! or gonzalez. poor gonzalez. he's leavin liverpool. to real betis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my contacts is giving me problems again. thje left eye is perfectly fine but the right eye... there's this burning sensation! i cant be bothered. i took it out 4 times alr but its still the same. im gna put eye drop until it feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life these days is so boring esp when english league is over. transfer market is rather boring. manu better buy some nice players ! like fernando torres!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-6669408911154487942?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/6669408911154487942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=6669408911154487942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/6669408911154487942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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LIGHT TRAINING. like how? as far as im concern as long as i dun feel breathless i can train. monday and tues was tiring. 7 a side. but efforts paid off. other schs did welll too. ms lim was HAPPY? with the results i guess. anw 11 a side is a month away. hope no more injuries to the team. currently, brenda and ali are injured. and i think 7 a side we can get something is a brilliant achievement. cos we were chy-less. and beatrice-less. we were without ch for defending. and without beatrice's NICE passings. little india was hot. as in weather. and the food was equally hot. i was sweating like mad. alright im gg to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1341790915886881034?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1341790915886881034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1341790915886881034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1341790915886881034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1341790915886881034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-computer-is-jamming-and-giving-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-2279375408118950239</id><published>2007-05-19T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:25:05.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my computer sucks. i cant go online:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i do it takes a bloody long time. ffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is 7 a side. and im still havin flu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to get worse.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chen fang is following our class to little india.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why her? actually i dun mind. at least i can crap and do nonsensical stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-2279375408118950239?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/2279375408118950239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=2279375408118950239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/2279375408118950239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/2279375408118950239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-computer-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-625417411491455689</id><published>2007-05-07T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:35:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE PREMIERSHIP TITLE IS BACK AT OLD TRAFFORD AFTER 4 YEARS. whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post shall be just some random recent updates on crap stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being history rep. my jobs are weird. like finding the duster for lpe to use or helping her erase the board or even going to the toilet to ask the class to come back. does any of that link to history? NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quitting third lang or why not say i more or less quited. ali and siewcheng are following suit too. french drives the living shit out of me. it makes me dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my leg which i fell last fri has this erm what do you call that?, thing/injury on my knee at the portion wit most movement. and when come in contact wit water it starts dripping out liquid. blood + water??.... its annoying. and the water doesnt stop dripping until like an hour later in which the skin will turn dry and get hard. ew. i know its gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa and i are going mad over chelsea coming to s'pore. actually its just her. i just want to see joe cole. omg. he's so cute! little boy! and wanna pull carvalho's hair to see if its real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali's ankle sort of got worse? yeahh i duno what exactly happened. she said it went one side. and what is that suppose to mean? i duno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-625417411491455689?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/625417411491455689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=625417411491455689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/625417411491455689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/625417411491455689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/05/premiership-title-is-back-at-old.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-7806056244845653397</id><published>2007-05-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:41:45.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHLOE TAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U SHOULD SEE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THIS FROM SOMEONE'S BLOG! HAHAHAHAHAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chi was spent listening to Chenfang drag on about a song shu(what's a song shu?)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think is jiaying's blog. song shu4! haha. chenfang had to drag on about song shu cos of who?? haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw rmb to do the ingredients for macbeth and bring your little bro's sword&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-7806056244845653397?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/7806056244845653397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=7806056244845653397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7806056244845653397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7806056244845653397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/05/chloe-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4128847076522784316</id><published>2007-05-04T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:08:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MAN! FINALLY THE WEEK PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WEEK PASS SOO FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had english literature. dramatization was fine. christine memorized her lines alr! she rocks! i think our acting is going to be fine IF IF IF IF chloe brings the ingredients and her sword. im saying this cos i know she will come my blog and crap thus seeing this and it serves as a reminder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer during recess. whoo. i love soccer! so fun but i cant score. jesslyn was a pro keeper. i fell down. i got hit by ball. and jingwen plays like wayne rooney = bull. she just runs non stop with the ball and kicks it very hard. dangerous. but she's in my team. whooooo. jingwen = my fellow manu fan / kaka fan / soccer lover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manutd lost. argh. 3-0 dad said they played worse than watford. and that they are going to lose to mancity cos they are too tired and their morale is poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jude chose 7 a side today. arh. it was an unexpected team. i got in but i ain't happy. is like melissa and ali also nvr get in. no one to entertain me. ):  and i cant play with janna or rhys for nuts. they are too good they intimidate me. ): joan is doing fine which is a great thing! GO JOAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell during hockey. my toe is injured. the blood clot inside. it should be fine soon. and my knee got a scratch. its pain when i showered just now. when i got hit i wanted to cry. its really very pain especially my toe. something just slash into the nail. its gonna crack ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red jumpsuit apparatus is nice! whooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4128847076522784316?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4128847076522784316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4128847076522784316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4128847076522784316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4128847076522784316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-man-finally-week-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-1266706541980385640</id><published>2007-04-30T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:00:26.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chen fang has msn. cool right? im asking from her. and the c lit teacher who took over wang lao shi. she was using msn during c lit today in class and the entire PUW saw it. damn cool. her fren was talking in chinese. c lit was soo boring. i fell asleep. was fighting not to. but yeah fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i love IPW. stella su say what we show that we are prepared and our work is not those last minute kind etc. the praises that are opposite to reality. i really wanna laugh looking at it. cos ours is totally last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our macbeth report. we got 9/10 cos chloe made it sound profound. and it was also another of our last minute work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1266706541980385640?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1266706541980385640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1266706541980385640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1266706541980385640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1266706541980385640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/chen-fang-has-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-7321161841416340239</id><published>2007-04-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T20:55:04.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came to this conclusion. soccer is making me lazy and not study. if manu's not gna win. or if they lose. im saying bye to soccer. i will probably not turn on the television. im not touching anything related to soccer. in my desperate measures to study:/ real desperate. i need to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-7321161841416340239?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/7321161841416340239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=7321161841416340239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7321161841416340239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7321161841416340239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-came-to-this-conclusion.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-157997013769960644</id><published>2007-04-27T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:24:48.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blue got 2nd. seriously. i do not think it affected me at all. red won. consolation: manu and liverpool are gna win. and chelsea and milan are gonna lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liverpool is way easier to play than chelsea. cos benitez's strategy only work against big euro clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a footballer's craze again. i love owen. and his face and everything about him. i love joe cole. he look like a little boy. i love carlos tevez and lionel messi. why can't tevez come manu? they can play bloody well although they are young. real young. i got over ronaldo. cos he irritates me when he does too many tricks. but i stil love the way 3 defenders go after his ball and he still gets away with it. i like young players. like micah richards. he is getting better. come manu! i do not like rooney. he looks old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-157997013769960644?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/157997013769960644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=157997013769960644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/157997013769960644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/157997013769960644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/blue-got-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-9163190722003065189</id><published>2007-04-21T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:53:25.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>justin timberlake is so so nice.&lt;br /&gt;his voice never fails to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;is like the gay-ness in it is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i pay attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;trying to figure out why it is so unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-9163190722003065189?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/9163190722003065189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=9163190722003065189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/9163190722003065189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/9163190722003065189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/justin-timberlake-is-so-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-1950543848290312351</id><published>2007-04-20T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T19:53:52.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have not lose a wallet in my life before until today, 20th april. the first time in my life. i have always wondered how it felt like and wondered why do ppl cry when they lose their wallet. i felt normal. i tried finding my wallet but to no avail. and i wasnt worried or panicking. nor was i sad. mayb im just heartless. and till this moment i still do not understand why do people cry when they lose their wallet. anw i didnt lose much money. less than 15 bucks. dad gave me back the money i lost. (: alright im gg to sch on tues and praying hard that my wallet is in class. if not. opps. i really lose it. training was boring and slack today. dont want to talk about it. home econs suck as usual. i was having problems with the sewing machine again as usual. i wun be surprised if i fail. i know im a loser. im so sick of life these days. nothing interesting is happening. probably except for the fact that chloe amuses me a lot. in class. she paid attention to CHINESE. thats headlines. cos she nvr pays attention to chinese. is either the two of us talking non stop or i fall asleep during chinese and she do other work. but today i listened to music during chinese and she paid attention. thats so interesting. and shocking. and terrifying. im bored. i dun wanna study. i just wanna sleep and forget everyting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1950543848290312351?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1950543848290312351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1950543848290312351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1950543848290312351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1950543848290312351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-not-lose-wallet-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-8610276731037883696</id><published>2007-04-18T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:14:03.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>straitjacket feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back me down from backing up&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath now it's stacking up&lt;br /&gt;Etched with marks, but I can deal&lt;br /&gt;And you're the problem and you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;Try this on, straightjacket feeling&lt;br /&gt;so maybe I won't be alone&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell but today&lt;br /&gt;But Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you would be,&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust you is just one defense&lt;br /&gt;Off a list of others, you don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;Beg me time and time again&lt;br /&gt;to take you back now, but you can't win&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i suddenly like it  A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;its making me feel weird, thinking about the things today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,.... a lot of things happen. it started rather alright. common test. 9 sided polygon is nOnAgon. not NANOGON. i think too much about ipod alr. haha. i told chloe and daphne the wrong answer. then it was martin's lesson. it was fine. surprisingly. no one really rmb that day's event so it was alright. actuallly the fun really started after sch. chasing after chen jialing and caryl. it was fun and stupid esp the tricking caryl about her unsightly post in the canteen..haha. then hockey. we played a match. coach was mad or what. he made janna, sherilyn, chloe and peiyi play against me, rhys, huiyi and xuekun. it was damn challanging. we played hard esp xuekun. i could not cope with the pace of the game at the start cos there was a lot of running, alism came back. i had troubles breathing. then ltr it was the other two team's turn to play. so we played monkey and guess what coach did. HE WATCHED US PLAY MONKEY. MONKEY!? the game where there is one in the middle and the rest of us prevent the one person in the middle from getting it. wth. then we played a second time. this time coach was bloody quiet. he nvr scold us etc. then after the game. he gave us a talk. scolded us like hell actually it was damn obvious who he was talking about. and he said a lot of stuff. not nice stuff. he said that he made all the decisions and of the HOD decides to meddle with it he's gg to quit. HOD. u should noe who's that. melissa was poor thing. she is like the victim. she happened to do the wrong thing at the wrong time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8610276731037883696?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8610276731037883696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8610276731037883696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8610276731037883696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8610276731037883696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/straitjacket-feeling-back-me-down-from.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-1675734378206728890</id><published>2007-04-17T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T17:39:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>health check up today. its rather funny. the nurse there was cracking stupid jokes. chinese was alright. cos i slept for like erm 20 mins. i was really tired. and maths. the entire back row was sleeping. clem nvr see. blind. is like really everyone from beatrice to aikching. science was alright. i was teaching chloe again as usual... she doesnt pay attention. after sch, i went amk hub with michelle, siewcheng, melissa, grace and sherilyn. grace almost spoilt my ear drums. then went home and showered. ok i want training but i dun wanna run. running is hell. i hate it. it makes me really tired the next day. lik today. i almost felt like i was drifting in the air. yeah drifting. like some ghost. morning jog sucks. i ran wit ali really really slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1675734378206728890?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1675734378206728890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1675734378206728890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1675734378206728890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1675734378206728890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/health-check-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4680495681718256965</id><published>2007-04-15T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:25:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUNIORS THINK THAT WE ENJOY DEPRESSING THEM&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY IT IS NOT US IS SOME OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. ytd was crap. tuition was crappier. i failed my listening compre test in chinese cos i was not paying attention. smsing some depressed idiot. something weird is happening to me. im lik wishing for sch to start. argh. cos staying at home is boring. nothing to do except day dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manu won! yay. rooney, ronaldo and richardson!&lt;br /&gt;GO BLACKBURN! GO BURN A HOLE IN CHELSEA'S DREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u bliv it? blackcurn VS chelsea is played at old trafford according to ytd's newspaper. come on man chelsea build a bigger stadium. so rich, only noe how to buy players. at least arsenal's satdium is bigger than before and and liverpool has plans for building a bigger stadium. anw chelsea is getting back their luck. they are lik always scoring last minute's goals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4680495681718256965?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4680495681718256965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4680495681718256965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4680495681718256965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4680495681718256965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/juniors-think-that-we-enjoy-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-1758337040510697948</id><published>2007-04-12T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:53:24.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>manchester united won roma 7-1. ! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw training these days are boring. jude is missing for 5 days. no one has seen him . no one has heard of him. but wait training is boring not cos he is not around. alright its rather entertaining actually seeing chloe get pissed. actually i dun really care who uses the pitch now. yea and the throwing ball thing really amuses me a lot. i didnt expect them to do it. seniors are angry? or maybe not. i duno. anw i didnt initiate this stupid ball throwing thing so i cant be bothered and nor did i throw the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im chloe's chem teacher. she nvr listens during chem and i have to teach her. not cos i pay attention during chem but cos i have tuition. we do stupid stuff in sch. really stupid stuffs. haha. lik playing tic tac toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to learn tingxie and do that stupid maths worksheet, clemmy tan is gg to be angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1758337040510697948?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1758337040510697948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1758337040510697948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1758337040510697948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1758337040510697948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/manchester-united-won-roma-7-1.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4270841478214480520</id><published>2007-04-07T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T20:51:01.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1-0 st nicholas c div won anderson junior college.oh no no no we are not strong.it was a totally undeserved victory. but considering we had no coach or teacher or anyone to guide us. until laura came at? half time.  lets recount everything. 1015 ali and i met melissa and walked to delta.some guys sch were playing we crapped we laughed we did all stupid stuffs,xue kun got lost.haha peiyi told her to alight at the wrong station.leng yarn arrived at lik 1040.traffic jam. we stole ali's shoe.at 1045 some guy told us we are playing soon.we were lik COACH NOT HERE. lik babies asking for mummy.and he broke the bad bad news. JUDE IS NOT COMING AT ALL.wewere in a state of shock.wads our positions.who take short corner.who defend short corner.but then we thot who cares.so we played. ah. lik shit.they keep gaining possession. butwho cares. we started the match.janna went left went right went left again.and it was almosta 1-1 situation.she wanted to HIT!?    but missed.but the ball went pass goalie&lt;br /&gt;DUNO HOW??!!and she pushed.st nicks scored. stupid goal.i had no reaction.continued playing.talked to the ajc girlmarking mefound out that they were J2and some J1. we faked we were sec1.stupid.then ltr i ran ran ran with the ballit was some stupid rare chance.i thot i could score.itwas a wishful thinking on my parti did a JANNA.i went left. trying to go past keepershe went LEFT TOO!i bang into her.i flew?! in the air and fall down on my left. i lay for a few seconds.referee nvr blow foulf! i went up and continued playing.i almost burst out laughing.oh yeah another incident. made a foul.my only foul ok.stupid i did wad jude teach.when a person want to hit.u push ur way and push the ball away.foul! ahhh.stupid! then went plaza sing to eat. caryl ate faster than me. miracle!. im amazed:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4270841478214480520?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4270841478214480520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4270841478214480520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4270841478214480520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4270841478214480520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/1-0-st-nicholas-c-div-won-anderson.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-4365915387921005840</id><published>2007-04-05T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:33:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;just updated hockey blog.&lt;br /&gt;lets recount the events of the week:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was i duno how to describe, the sec4s wanted to bond with us. shocked?! so fine we trained with them. then abigail started reprimanding me on me not having team work. she gave a really long winded and stupid talk. oh and she relates things in a weird weird way. monday was also the first day i sat wit chloe. so i thought .... okay. not bad she is not that noisy. she pays attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french sucks big time. i failed the test. by 1.5 marks. damn irritated. limin was sick. yea she wasn't that noisy and hyper in class. so it was rather bored and chloe was still fine. as in not noisy,. we got hooked on sudoku. haha it was her stupid idea. oh yea i got back physics. my marks are fine:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limin never come to school. i was like damn shocked. cos she nvr fails to appear in sch. then i went recess with huiting. and crap a lot. talking about huiting makes my blood boil. she nvr fails to fail history. sigh. i guess she really cant do history. alright chloe starts turning retarded. she does really stupid stuff. and pay attention during chinese. she is mostly day dreaming in case anyone realises. music sucks big time. i accidentally changed my friendster profile to the profile of an SJI guy who is in a relationship. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my turning point. chloe become retarded. i whacked her head numerous times. she remains retarded. ong ming eng sucks la. i finished my work in time she dun wanna let us for early recess. oh man zhiwei is so damn thick skinned. she thinks i cant survive without her. she insists it. egoistic woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday there is gg to be a match against AJC. cant wait for it. as in i think i should be able to skip tuition. then i dun need to see thjose ACS guys face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-4365915387921005840?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/4365915387921005840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=4365915387921005840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4365915387921005840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/4365915387921005840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-updated-hockey-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3412324136954236756</id><published>2007-03-30T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:42:26.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A BAD DAY:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ask for it? i duno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she broke down today.&lt;br /&gt;its partially my fault&lt;br /&gt;i asked for too much&lt;br /&gt;i took her for granted&lt;br /&gt;i really want to apologize&lt;br /&gt;but i dun have the guts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his expectations are mountain high&lt;br /&gt;3 champs. b, c and pri.&lt;br /&gt;b and pri cant get it.&lt;br /&gt;hopes are on us.(wtf)&lt;br /&gt;they say he quit&lt;br /&gt;if we dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;the stress is doubled up.&lt;br /&gt;funds are lesser.&lt;br /&gt;which means lesser pitch bookings.&lt;br /&gt;will we get enough experience&lt;br /&gt;i really duno why he thinks we can do it.&lt;br /&gt;we are not as good as he think.&lt;br /&gt;he has trained us physically and in skills&lt;br /&gt;what about mentally.&lt;br /&gt;isnt that equally impt.&lt;br /&gt;now beating teckwhye is not only a game&lt;br /&gt;but is a necessity.  &lt;br /&gt;its more about pride and revenge.&lt;br /&gt;i really dun want to play.&lt;br /&gt;im really scared.&lt;br /&gt;wad if we dun live up to our expectations&lt;br /&gt;i dun want another scolding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3412324136954236756?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3412324136954236756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3412324136954236756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3412324136954236756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3412324136954236756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-you-had-bad-day-youre-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3273168004273244674</id><published>2007-03-27T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:06:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shouldnt be at the com. i really shouldnt but i cant help it. im really bored and in need to entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a rather average and normal day. this morning prize presentation. mrs chan was blur as usual. she can read the name and miss siyi's name. thats like so not smart of her. and some ppl is so filial la. but she forget US! wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cme sucks. stupid stella su start nagging again and now is about eating donut in class.. then scolded me for calling ong ming eng by her full name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR LIN! I WANT U TO RETURN OUR TEST PAPERS ON THURS!!!! THURS IS A NICE AND FINE SUNNY DAY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was boring. i hate it. there is no explanations in chem. the teacher say something then u must agree. there is no reasoning. thats unfair and stupid. i just cannot accept those stupid stuffs... :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3273168004273244674?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3273168004273244674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3273168004273244674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3273168004273244674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3273168004273244674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-shouldnt-be-at-com.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-1260674241464940908</id><published>2007-03-26T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:02:51.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is nice:\ i haven studied for French . thats sad . no need to remind me. :/ bro is kicking football again. cant stand it. he thinks his soccer is oh so good. lik wth. it is NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clement tan didnt come. yay. chloe and i were crapping non stop. i swear non stop. really random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c lit was boring. nicole liem was all quiet and shy? grace then told the teacher to RELAX! that takes a lot of guts esp when the teacher is angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess. trained. cos i wanna beat teckwhye. i tried deflection. i sucked at it. :\ sorta trained joan too. duno whether it helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e lit was crap. i wasnt listening. oh shucks. i haven found a group. argh. dun care. e lit is getting more boring. goh harps and harps on the same point. i want mrs chan. i duno whether to take e lit next year:\ at least im better at lit than history or geog rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was fun. i paid attention. that can hit headlines. cos brander doesnt like geog and she suck at it. ms lee's lesson is better than lai and teo. she talks a lot of interesting stuff and about her TIME. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW. it was crap. total crap. stella su walk in and told us to discuss. chloe and i left class more than 5 times without permission. oh grace then is a water buffalo. she drinks water non stop! oh then stupid limin left the class when bell haven ring. stella su was lik... brander why limin go. WTH HOW WOULD I NOE? then i shook my head and said it was not my business. AND SHE SAID: LIMIN IS UR BEST FREN U SHOULD NOE!:\ think wad. we got telepathy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training is nice for once cos i only got scolded once. I NEVER BEND DOWN. haha. not the first time. other than that it was perfect:\ i went earlier. trained a little more. learnt a little more on deflection. im tryin to perfect it and suck at it. :/:/:/:/:/:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for chinese. i bet i cant sleep anymore.  chloe go and tel chen fang. oh yeah i haven slept yet in class this term! wow. dun have to remind me that there is only 6 school days so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1260674241464940908?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1260674241464940908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1260674241464940908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1260674241464940908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1260674241464940908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-is-nice-i-haven-studied-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3881260984219801141</id><published>2007-03-25T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:17:57.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR LIN! FRONT CRAWL IS BETTER BREAST STROKE IS SLOW AND GAY.:\   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks... remind me of my swimming days. i just so cannot swim breaststroke. i will keep doing the strokes but remain in the same position. front crawl is better. :/ sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayme is in her once a while crazy again. and is talking to me. im in danger.:/ and she is insisting she is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u bliv it i actually finished my chinese shuo ming wen. almost 4 pages! thats so wonderful. i only left art and french. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cubism. i duno how to hell to do it la. and french. there's a controlle. i should do well for it cos this week there are no common tests and i should make use of free time to study for it. but im just so not in the mood. as in french... i dun like studying and doing it's homework. i do not mind the lessons. its rather fun actually. okay. i dun understand prenom. and COD. i barely managed to grasp imparfait and passe compose and now there is a new prenom. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gg to train hard every recess now. so i can perfect my deflection. suwenn and siyi can deflect. sadly i cant. i need to train. sucks. i dun want to play left la. i cant dribble too in matches. thats sad. i need more training. :\ sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3881260984219801141?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3881260984219801141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3881260984219801141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3881260984219801141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3881260984219801141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-finished-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-365312450163765315</id><published>2007-03-24T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T20:47:59.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuition sucks big time. esp eng. we had to change groups. f. then that idiot ACS guy was complaining. they really can't mix with girls. shit. was on the verge of sleeping during chinese tuition. teacher was crapping some stuff which i didn't give a damn. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i woke up early today cos of my muscle aches. lik i woke up at 10. and i couldn't sit up straight cause my back was aching.:\ didn't train for really long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. for once i hated the sports section of newspaper. guys u better bloody look at the second last or last page of sports section about singapore school's sport. i quote' teck whye, sengkang champs.' wth. then the entire article was about teck whye. no mentioning of seng kang at all. maybe a really small portion which is sadd. oh and this i need to highlight. teckwhye and sengkang started hockey in 2002 and 2003 respectively. and how many years is that? less than 6 to mould a winning team. and that pro teckwhye girl who is only 15 this year( and bloody hope she is in express stream so she wun play wit us in sec 4.)scored 19 goals. and how many matches are there? 6 matches. and teckwhye lost to cresents in groups stages by 1-0. so that means that pro girl scored lik 19 goals in 5 matches which makes that lik er..... a mean of 4 goals in each match. who's gonna match that record dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i need to focus on school work alr.... wasting too much time on computer these days.:\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-365312450163765315?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/365312450163765315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=365312450163765315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/365312450163765315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/365312450163765315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/tuition-sucks-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3614183228946921291</id><published>2007-03-23T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T21:05:58.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got back the friendster and blog fever. now i cant live without the computer anymore. today's training wasn't as good as i thought it would be. as in i thought it would be fun cause coach concentrate on us and we can play match etc.... but sad he didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to help ali beg mrs chan to let her join cheerleading:/ whats her reason for asking my help? cause i have EXPERIENCE in arguing wit mrs chan. wth. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's home econs. i flunked it. i did stupid stuff. i talked non stop. i asked chengyi for help. lik beating the egg? ( ok i know im a total loser ) and i poured the entire 300ml of milk into the egg when it is only supposed to be lik err... 2 teaspoon. thats a GREAT difference. so i had to scoup it out in the end.  sounds stupid again. i nvr fail to sound stupid. ok THIS REALLY SOUNDS STUPID. and in the end my egg was like too white? i throw it away. i mean no one ate it if im not wrong. cos its cold and not nice. lik scrambled egg? at home dun have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man grace is really funny:) she made the same mistake as me and wad she did. she also scooped the egg away and took the rest of the egg from the others. but the colour is different. lik obvious. and guess what she did. SHE PUT IN PAPAYA! to make it more YELLOW? thats the stupiest thing to do on earth. and it really became more yellow. grace cannot cook nor JUMP! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was sorta fun? the story rocks. im gg to put it out . u should read it. maybe u will understand it. maybe not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story goes : i was restless last night and could not get to sleep so i looked under my bed and to my horror i found an old  mouldy sock. oh my, it stank, but i ate it ( chloe wrote this ) i choked, however i survived. i did not know how it happened but i just survived. just then my insides twitched and i turned into a sock! how horrifying! Thus, it tried to scream but i only managed to rip a hole and no voice came out. i tried moving but was helpless. 'Mummy!' i  cried ( pay special notice to this chunk of text ) but i ripped another hole. i could imagine my mum comforting me. ' don't cry darling girl.' but she was not there. thus i sat and wept. but no tears came out. i lay ther limbly and saw my reflection. i was pink and woolen. how sad?  i was not my favourite colour green. suddenly thoughts rushed through my mind . WHY NOT GRREN? MY FAVOURITE COLOUR, THE COLOUR OF MY BELOVED HOCKEY PITCH, MY DEAREST HOUSE COLOUR, THE COLOUR OF MY MUMMY'S HAND BAG? at last my days of being a human has ended, but i still must pull myself up and live the bestest of the best sock anyone can wear. ( ending again done my chloe )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah chinese was really stupid. chen fang made us write a note to her about her teaching. i bet everyone wrote her lessons were boring. oh i wrote one full page. FIRST TIME MY CHI STUFF CAN WRITE SO MUCH. guess wad chloe wrote. i shall translate. : ur lessons are boring and in case u dun notice , brander is always sleeping in ur class. lik wth. i wanted to snatch it away but chen fang scold me she was lik ( my chinese name ) ni2 zai4 gan4 she2 me4? hui2 qu4 ni3 de4 wei4 zi3. wth. translation: brander wad are u doing go back ur seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and bloody cf commented about the way i sit. wth. my sitting position..... there is nothing wrong. she should have seen me last year la please....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3614183228946921291?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3614183228946921291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3614183228946921291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3614183228946921291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3614183228946921291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-got-back-friendster-and-blog-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3247229027241360769</id><published>2007-03-22T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:56:26.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'b' div won ytd. 3rd place,:/ .... as usual she wasnt happy. got used alr. not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french teacher was funny again. he claimed he knew how to speak chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid yeong huiting is doing stupier stuff for wuzun again. she is stupid. NVR SHARE PRESENT WIT HER. thanks to her i stil owe sharon and limin presents. sorry. :/ blame huiting. she is retarded, she fails history and has borderline pass for chinese. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah great news. i haven slept in class yet this term SO FAR. thats big news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was boring today. clement tan and his monotonous voice. he teaches slow so i can at least catch up. ok i sound really sad. in a stupid way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe and i were being retarded. we keep acting out that 'SCENE' that we made up during BTS match. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall reply to the tags. i haven bother replying for a long time. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayme: FOB ROCKS. MANU ROCKS TOO.&lt;br /&gt;huiyi: u are always rushing stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;chloe: u suck. i told u that many many times. :/&lt;br /&gt;limin: i linked and tagged:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG U SHOULD SEE THIS. CHLOE TAN SAID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H_M says:&lt;br /&gt;hey you are a nice person who is very clever and will surely do well in exam and you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;ok the next line is........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you help me print my hw&lt;br /&gt;PLSPLSPLS&lt;br /&gt;my printer no ink&lt;br /&gt;silence means consent&lt;br /&gt;H_M sends:&lt;br /&gt; ( her stupid macbeth stuff of course )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. she really knows how to suck up.&lt;br /&gt;so far today im her best fren today and im a nice and clever person who rock and will do well in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe is hilarious and she is damn pro. E LEARNING HOMEWORK. haven even pass up PE and E Lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and strawberry shortcake is GAY AND NOT NICE. this is for chen jl to see or someone can help me tell her. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3247229027241360769?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3247229027241360769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3247229027241360769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3247229027241360769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3247229027241360769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/b-div-won-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-5309808939776372057</id><published>2007-03-17T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T14:47:41.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea im dead bored. i haven completed my art and chinese yet. so thats sad. and i have tuition ltr on. i noe it suck. im feeling awful now. cos?....... actually i dun really noe. i want to go back to sch or else i will start turning emo cos in sch i have no time to become emo. tel u wad i miss about sch now.&lt;br /&gt;1) sitting wit limin. ; cos we always talk and talk and talk non stop and nvr get bored&lt;br /&gt;2) sleeping in class. ; i do that all the time. chi....cme.....ve.......geog...history...maths&lt;br /&gt;3) irritating teachers. ; sigh no more lww. means no more early recess... mel says that mrs ong allows early recess. so thats a plus point! unlik dawn lim.&lt;br /&gt;4) gg for training? ; haha i duno..... this is plain crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to change lik the sitting arrangement. as in we sit in rows of 4. imagine that. how wonderful! chloe beside me on the right and limin on the left.  i will turn mad so soon. oh yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) chloe's retardedness. ; she may still be retarded but in class she is much worse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for sch... but i have a lot A LOT of uncompleted stuff. and stress. im sorta scared cos...  my results are gg to drop. i rather this term i got lik 50% for PPR so next term i can improve. arghh.... see im getting emo again. random stuff : it ends tonight....... cause its a nice song....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-5309808939776372057?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/5309808939776372057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=5309808939776372057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5309808939776372057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5309808939776372057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/yea-im-dead-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-7112707121478753511</id><published>2007-03-16T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T18:58:25.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the few rare times im gg to bother to update my blog:/ today was hilarious. i went to sch and saw lww on the bus. then i started complaining bout how dawn lim dun give early recess. ltr in sch me and mel saw dawn lim. then i was lik ' oi ms lim can u come? ' she dun wanna come. so me and mel went to find her. we asked her wad class she teaching. then she said 2purity. i was lik ' thank goodness' then melissa ' omg!' then we ran away. then ltr after traning we went to change into another shirt and this time we saw her AGAIN. we ATTEMPT to not see her but it was really fake and we ran off. and on wed janna and i pushed ali to dawn lim. haha. ali is stupid. real stupid. sucks holidays is over. and im not supposed to be on the com . i wanted to get some inspiration for my art but so far nothing..... thats sadddd:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-7112707121478753511?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/7112707121478753511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=7112707121478753511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7112707121478753511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/7112707121478753511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-few-rare-times-im-gg-to-bother.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3986043638386492311</id><published>2007-03-14T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T17:59:41.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im crazy now.  a little too high. listening to music. snow patrol? chasing cars.... haha. its nice. i haven listened to it for a long time. my chemical romance is nice. akon is nice. melissa! fall out boy is nice. surprisingly ... THE ALL AMERICAN REJECTS ROCK. it ends tonight&lt;3 ..... jesse McCartney too. even more surprisingly. im mad. i suddenly like things i dun used to like. .... lik fall out boy and jesse mccartney. hinder is nice&lt;3... ok i need to cool down and complete those uncompleted projects. f the sci and chi projects. chen jialing's stupid art file is in ali's house. yay. i dun have to bring to sch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3986043638386492311?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3986043638386492311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3986043638386492311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3986043638386492311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3986043638386492311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-crazy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-8200301538157009169</id><published>2007-03-12T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:17:48.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright its weird why im posting rite after another but i guess i have to think about some stuffs alr. im forgetting the past alr. as in last year and that great class. i really miss it. not as much though. alright thats sadd. by the end of the year i probably wun give a damn. thats way sadder. class outings. they werent as fun as i thot it would be alr. wad  i really want is another year with onewisdom. cos i feel that we are really that great class when we are having lessons. thats when all our trademarks come alive. 1)cough at 12.30. haha i did that in class this year too. 2) act enthu during c lit. yeah its ONEwisdom06'S TRADEMARK! stare at this long dude and see if u get it   3) act enthu for things which seemed hopeless.CHEERING SO LOUD&lt;3 4) err. see my memory dies off. thats like sad? cant blame my brain. i alr have to stuff so much history and geog inside im so surprised some things just left my brain. yea im sick of life. im studying too much this year. cos i hav nth else better to do. at least last year i had things to do but this year. sad case. and im turning black. for no particular reason. MANCHESTER UNITED ROCKS.random&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8200301538157009169?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8200301538157009169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8200301538157009169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8200301538157009169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8200301538157009169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/alright-its-weird-why-im-posting-rite.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-5441105434983501061</id><published>2007-03-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:04:26.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY BRO REALLY IRRITATES ME A LOT. F HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav nth to blog about i realised. haha except ali lost her EZ link card. lol. and a sick pervert calls her CUTE. look who's he's calling cute. we managed to do homework at the library. surprisingly. i didnt copy hers. thats great news. she copied mine. im gg to make lik gd use of the hols and do useful stuff and of course not waste it off. yeah;) my ppr this term is alright  but it makes me scared cos i dun want my grades to drop and gg at this rate it is so sure it will drop....training was alright too, i got scolded again cos of that stupid ali. and i found out something Js are irritating. DEAD IRRITATING. JANNA AGREES. ;/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-5441105434983501061?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/5441105434983501061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=5441105434983501061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5441105434983501061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5441105434983501061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-bro-really-irritates-me-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-5089831304426956139</id><published>2007-03-03T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:31:23.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this skin is giving me problems. but im really lazy to be bothered. i haven used the com for lik really long? anw i decided to give her a chance cos i had a talk wit someone so i shall try my very best to ignore her. yeah :/ ignore as in try not to find her irritating. i hav been finding a lot of ppl irritating nowadays. likk a big bunch of them. who cares. this week in sch has been frustrating. is all about tests and that stupid history project. dead! nth interesting has happened except for the fact that monday after sch we had this 'talk' chloe tan michelle neo me and ali. it was hilarious. u should see how michelle neo and chloe tan fights to talk. ytd playing court at ccab was hilarious. it was about how caryl attempts to murder ali cos she is jealous of ali's black exotic skin. hahaha. the match was delayed cos of rain!. argh but having the match on another day means skipping more training. and skipping more training means brander is happy. (((: yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-5089831304426956139?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/5089831304426956139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=5089831304426956139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5089831304426956139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/5089831304426956139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-skin-is-giving-me-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-8481376726240116657</id><published>2007-02-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:37:53.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im failing tests. and the reason is cos im here. i waste my time on the computer knowing that i have alr very little time for studying and homework. and wad is the reason. cause i hate homework. i see no point in studying so hard and half or mayb all the time my efforts goes to a waste. cos i just dun perform to my expectations. mayb i should do wad _ _ _ _ do. have no frens. then when i hav no frens i hav NOTHING BETTER TO DO so i study. according to daphne's great logical explanation. haha. next week we have 6 tests. all need to study including PE. stupid rite. i have home econs maths french geog and.. tingxie. argh... nvm i shall 'study' wit caryl tmr. haha. cant wait for it. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8481376726240116657?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8481376726240116657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8481376726240116657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8481376726240116657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8481376726240116657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-failing-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-507388534834641018</id><published>2007-02-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:30:43.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a nice shocking amazing horrifying? day. Pe was fun. i pon. cause i had dry cough and i didnt think i could do high jump. omg u should have seen grace. she practically anyhow jump... ok i shouldnt laugh at ppl cause  im not any better. anw next week's javelin. fun and cool. i wanna throw. haha. i cant wait for next term's PE. floorball? or volleyball? anw its some nice and fun ball game.&lt;3i cant wait for floorball. its gonna be so fun. hockey girls are gonna destroy the sticks. lik how janna did. oh yes training was hilarious. cause it was halfraining half not raining. then we went in and went out. hitting was fun. hitting wit grace makes things even beter cause she cant stop the balls. haha. sorry grace. anw the grace i mention about high jump is grace then. then the other grace is grace chan. sec2s had a match wit sec4s almost won. argh. chy was great. her defending i dint noe she was so pro until today. im starting to enjoy hockey training again. yeah! and sorry giok qin for laughing at u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-507388534834641018?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/507388534834641018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=507388534834641018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/507388534834641018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/507388534834641018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-was-nice-shocking-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-6136044929163449353</id><published>2007-02-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:50:13.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the start i thot she was ok. it was only ___ who hated her lik HELL. now i feel the same. wads her problem. she thinks she is so great. but she is not. she wants to be a......... ( michelle and i agreed on it) but she cant. she love sucking up i dun understand why. she does it to everyone who can make her BIG. she behaves weirdly. really weirdly. she is just tryin to be wad she isnt. no one likes her. does she realise that? i doubt so. she thinks she is alr v gd. but doesn perform to expectations. she makes herself seem BIG AND POPULAR but does she realise she is not? i really cannot stand her. i wun lose my temper wit her in class but mayb on that ____    _____.  i have a bad feeling. we are all gg to go up so high but drop down. all the way down in the end cause of her. ...... im sure im not the only one thinking this way. a lot think so too. she is rather low profile nowadays i dun understand why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-6136044929163449353?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/6136044929163449353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=6136044929163449353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/6136044929163449353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/6136044929163449353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-start-i-thot-she-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-2651100874158211534</id><published>2007-02-16T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:08:57.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven blogged for quite some time.this week limin and i decided to go anti vulgar. like no more fucks or watever so. im trying to control alr. and so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today was funny. but fun. i got scolded again as usual. for the same old reason I NEVER BEND DOWN AND I KEEP THE BALL CLOSE TO MY FEET. and now he scolded me even worse cause francine, grace and sining's sis all tall ppl tripped down cause they nvr bend down and thus they keep the ball close to their feet and BOOM fell down. all was serious except francine i guess. esp grace. her finger turned BLACK?. anw that black man cursed me. he said grace was the first. sining's sis was the second and im the THIRD! he told the entire team. but i haven fall yet . ok i almost fell many times BUT DID NOT! i dun mind falling down. at least i can pon training. and my stupid ankle wun break no matter how i illtreat it. is that a good thing? depends on how u look at the situation. oh yeah cny celebrations. it was hilarious. and rather boring so we ate chips and oranges. haha. even before blessing it. wanted to act enthu.but didnt. slept on gloria's back. cause it was boring. and home econs was not any better. i fell asleep while stella su was explaining something. haha. she caught me.)):&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;total def day. so we had food rationing. it sucks. then we had assembly. oh my it rocks. me nicole chloe limin daphne and tricia. went hyper. we irritated stella su then ltr on we started singing the song very loud( only some parts ) it was embarrassing cause we were obviously the only idiots singing.and somemore it was rather out of tune and some part we sing v loud.  stella su was totally embarrassed. face turned red. then sabo lynette goh. i was so happy. i sabo her for weeks and finally it worked this week. haha i stole her chocolate in the end and gave it to cleo. and i flunked physics. anyhow do. how sad. oh and i went to watch sng vs bts. it was a match of life and death? i duno. it was really violent. wit much pushing and cursing. and someone who plays left forward ( same as me ) got her head scrapped off? ok scrapped off sounds wrong. erm. she got whacked in the head or something.wit blood flowing down.  freaky is all i can say. )): then bts coach was really angry and ji1dong4. he was shouting all commands. and at the dying minutes. the bedok town ppl were playing as though they wanted to kill the entire b div team...... who cares we won in the end 1-0. thanks to the b div's wonderful dribblers. but does the c div have anyone like them? time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;valentines day.  i love it. chocolates! so much. yay! irritated cheryl sim again as usual. and saw a crushed dead lizard&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back till lik around.. 6 to do up class deco. regretted it now cause i should have went home to do more meaningful stuff. ok not saying class deco is not meaningful. yeah&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i need to end this post with. I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-2651100874158211534?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/2651100874158211534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=2651100874158211534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/2651100874158211534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/2651100874158211534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/haven-blogged-for-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-8640768201878265352</id><published>2007-02-14T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:12:56.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wads wrong with him. im starting to hate him. he has some serious brain problems. and another him he turns out to be nice as long as he stops forcing me to do stupid things. anw tmr i have to finish my art. sigh. dun even feel lik doing it. e learning sucks. my stupid french teacher gave us so much crap. ok i gtg for dinner. late dinner. cant be bothered to study for physics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8640768201878265352?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8640768201878265352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8640768201878265352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8640768201878265352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8640768201878265352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/wads-wrong-with-him.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-1138488304323263075</id><published>2007-02-10T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:35:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jAYme is real freaky. as in she freaks me out. she suddenly talk to me on msn and wad was her last sentence? i love your blood. lik eww. luckily she went offline. and ytd molly scolded them so she went out of the class crying. so  i decided to be unusually kind and go comfort her. then i duno why she from crying become laughing. mayb is see this retarded face of mine. ytd's training was as usual stupid and boring. totally boring. trained juniors. ok i rmbed her name WENXIN! finally. i couldnt rmb her name last time and there was once i even called her wenwei. lik wth. anw im a lousy teacher. i just cant seem to teach the juniors the right way. mayb coach should teach. but at least i could see the outstanding one. anw home econs that stupid muffin tasted lik plain bread when i reach home. dun dare to eat. i woke up at 11 today. tired. and i dun wanna go for tuition. but at least i can do something at tuition. &lt;3 oh yeah f-ing chen fang was being an f-er again as usual. she was pissed with our class. who cares . every lesson she  gets pissed but wad can she do? say she dun wanna teach our class? then get sacked by this sch cause she is a teacher and she is not teaching any class. she should teach justice or loyalty. some guai class which wun drive her crazy. or mayb let her have a taste of janna ... lol. she is such an idiot. i wanna do well for chi but how can i with such a teacher lik her? . f-. im sick and tired of school. everyday there is just a test. anw i officially declare next week as my favourite week. firstly there is NO third lang and secondly there is NO training on monday so i can study for my physics. i love physics so i die also must do well. im starting to love next week. tues and thurs i alr have appointments. ! yup next week is just so great. and valentines is coming. which makes the week even better cause... CHOCOLATES. and i must rmb to help jialing collect money for ali's cake. i keep forgetting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-1138488304323263075?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/1138488304323263075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=1138488304323263075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1138488304323263075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/1138488304323263075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/jayme-is-real-freaky.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-8802710883423438988</id><published>2007-02-08T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:30:01.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gettin so bored these few days. anw today someone or actually something freaked me out. giokqin went to talk to me. she was mumbling something and i only heard bits of it b4 i realise she was talking to me. i was so shocked. she talk to me? wow. haaha. anw skipped third lang toady. haha. who cares. french sucks. im sick if it... i can self study. and im planning to. haha. tmr there's hockey. i wan to train juniors. i mean its more entertaining than hitting to alicia only.i dun wanna go for home econs tmr. its getting boring. serious. and stella su just gives u that sian look. which makes her lessson even more sian. chen fang tmr. wtf. she was pissed with our class . we are equally pissed. in case she didnt realise. at least there is PE tmr.(((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-8802710883423438988?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/8802710883423438988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=8802710883423438988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8802710883423438988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/8802710883423438988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/gettin-so-bored-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-339822447366064746</id><published>2007-02-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:30:02.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is quite a good day. yeah. except for maths test.)): and mayb history. third lang was fun as usual. and giokqin is so amusing. as in from my that place i get this damn CLEAR view of her. and she sounds lik a mouse. and i duno why . she is afraid i get irritated by her. lol. and her blog is so amusing and entertaining. and there's something troubling me. dun wanna say. anw limin is getting more fun in class. the way when she is sian and she irritates stella su and clement tan is amusing. lol.  anw chi was stupid. at the starting 15mins or so. i decided ACTING ENTHU was my theme. then i decided to SLEEP cause it was too boring. so limin and i sleep. then my eyes were like closed for like 30 mins and chen fang went. " ( my chi name ) are u sleeping ' in chi obvious. then with my eyes closed i shook my head. so stupid la. then ltr on she walked over to me and starting staring at me. so i WHAT! at her and woke limin up. then she say she will change our place if we continue sleeping in class. ok i see no connection with us sitting together and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN CANT SHE ADMIT HER LESSONS ARE FREAKING BORING? history i will flunk it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-339822447366064746?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/339822447366064746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=339822447366064746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/339822447366064746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/339822447366064746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-quite-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-3920585671024166718</id><published>2007-02-04T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T13:18:46.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is driving my crazy.and im getting well from all illness alr. skipped training last friday to see that damn doc. who claims that the reason why im sick is cause i have lack of sleep and gave  me sleeping pills.he says i should sleep at 9 everyday. wth. and fail all my tests? i reach home everyday at lik 7.45?eat shower etc. alr 8.30 then i stil have to do homework and so. anw i cant wait for valentine's day. with 1wisdom. lols. i really hope the CNY deco turn out nice. or else im the one at fault. i mean its only a few of us doing most of the time so i have to resort to making every single one of them bring a deco thing by getting hazel to use name list.anw thanks hazel.oh yeah history sucks. its so boring. geography is easier to rmb . i cant get anything in my mind now. thats all for the day. my random thing of the day is i miss onewisdom. and i cant wait for valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i love this song. it truely shows how an adult feels about us, teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less as long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and girls in the clique&lt;br /&gt;The awful names that they stick&lt;br /&gt;You're never gonna fit in much, kid&lt;br /&gt;But if you're troubled and hurt&lt;br /&gt;What you got under your shirt&lt;br /&gt;Will make them pay for the things that they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-3920585671024166718?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/3920585671024166718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=3920585671024166718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3920585671024166718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/3920585671024166718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogger-is-driving-my-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-117033484258263504</id><published>2007-02-01T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:00:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven blogged for a really really long time. amazing? haven played com too for lik 4 days. i have been studying for a 4 consecutive days and i fell sick today. too much of studying i guess. im havin blocked nose. and soar throat.anw i found out a lot of things this week. some im not supposed to know but some i think i took too long to find out. anw giok qin has been reading my blog. i guess twice. so i went to see her blog ONCE. and found out who was the main problem between us. that stupid zhuer. anw i cant be bothered. third lang was stupid. my french teacher climbed on the TABLE. and under it too. he is retarded. my eyes are tearing cause of my consistant sneezing.. anw  i haven done my e lit homework, maths and study tingxie. but i really cant be bothered im realy ill. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-117033484258263504?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/117033484258263504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=117033484258263504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/117033484258263504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/117033484258263504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/02/haven-blogged-for-really-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116997423574663358</id><published>2007-01-28T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:58:01.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i figured about her photo will probably freak ppl out so i decided to take them off my blog. so i decided to post nicer photos like giannakoupolos. i thot he was 20+ years old. but he was actually 30+. lik wth. he is cute but old ): so i dun like him anymore. ronaldo looks lik he is 25++ rooney... he looks lik 30++. so yucks. OLD. larsson looks great, young or old.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LARSSON&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1736/2342/1600/263213/larsson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1736/2342/320/903353/larsson.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only got a few of his photos. no time to find more. &lt;br /&gt;michael owen is the best.((: haven seen him in action for a long time. miss him a lot.he is lik... 27 alr? wth. i still like him((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL OWEN&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1736/2342/1600/883703/owen_sb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1736/2342/320/332193/owen_sb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to put his photo which he is not wearing a jersey. cause he was a flop in real madrid and newcastle. and i dun lik liverpool so i shallnt put him in a liverpool jersey. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go to sch. weekends are boring. sch ain't any more fun but at least there are ppl who make my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116997423574663358?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116997423574663358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116997423574663358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116997423574663358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116997423574663358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-figured-about-her-photo-will.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116990488930421364</id><published>2007-01-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:34:49.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not supposed to be playing computer but supposed to be buying chocolate with my mum but my bro decided to come with us so i dun wanna go anymore. cause im afraid my ears die halfway thru hearing my stupid bro talk. he is so irritating. talks non stop. lik some bullet train and is worse than me.seriously worse than me.and my passion for hockey hasn't really died.cheahhuiyi asked me whether i wanted a friendly match against PJC. and i was actually excited. lol. surprised.ali is not replying my sms. is she angry with me? ok there is no reason for her to be angry with me.cause i did no wrong.im bored.im trying to find some meaning in my life.lik why should i be living on this earth right now?sch is seriously boring and staying at home is no better.the only lessons i like is physics.cause my favourite subject was physics since last year and not cause of lww.i also like chem. but i hate bio.  and the rest of the subjects.except PE! lww blogged about 2unity. short one.so i shall blog about him. lww is this guy who teaches us physics. and likes our form teacher a lot.he can teach and my class loves to irritate him. and his lessons we cant sleep cause there is an alarm ringing all the time. and seriously i love physics.NOT CAUSE OF HIM.physics is nice chem too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116990488930421364?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116990488930421364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116990488930421364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116990488930421364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116990488930421364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-supposed-to-be-playing-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116981422792770014</id><published>2007-01-26T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:23:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i cheered up now! zhekang and everyone im trying alr..cos i realise there are a lot of pl much worser than me but my mindset has not changed. today was a really nice day as in the nice lessons are enough to make me forget the boring ones. firstly badminton. i love it. Pe is ever so fun. me and nicole were anyhow hit hit hit then she hit mrs tan's head. pro rite?then home econs. it wasnt as bad as i anticipated. as in cooking was fun cause i overcame my fear and wadsoever. so i cooked.hockey. it was super funny. it was coach's birthday.we had this really stupid surprise for him, some snrs pretended to be rebelious and did not wan to run rounds. then we made all of us go to forum and scold us. he was really fierce and suddenly we sang happy birthday. he had slow reaction. he stared at us for lik 5secs then realised it was a trick. then embarrased he walked off. then we gave him the cake and wished him happy birthday so funny la.... then we irritated ali as usual. lol. and played captains ball with juniors. it was fun. great thing to end my week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116981422792770014?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116973048446735804</id><published>2007-01-25T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:08:04.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i used to hate it&lt;br /&gt;and just when i start to like it.&lt;br /&gt;u made me hate it.&lt;br /&gt;u made me hate everything about it.&lt;br /&gt;although there were times of fun&lt;br /&gt;but those sad ones are enough&lt;br /&gt;to make me forget the fun times.&lt;br /&gt;u did nth wrong.&lt;br /&gt;u are just being urself&lt;br /&gt;your true self.&lt;br /&gt;stop using me&lt;br /&gt;do wad u wanna do&lt;br /&gt;and dun make me do it with u&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do not like it&lt;br /&gt;its me with the problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dread going there&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wish&lt;br /&gt;life would just stop at last year&lt;br /&gt;the very last week of sch&lt;br /&gt;the times when i was with something nice&lt;br /&gt;something that i truly love&lt;br /&gt;something that i dun wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;something that is stuck in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;why cant time freeze&lt;br /&gt;why must i be stucked now ?&lt;br /&gt;with something i really HATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss 2006!!&lt;br /&gt;i was with a great class&lt;br /&gt;with great people.&lt;br /&gt;who made impact on my life&lt;br /&gt;with a great cca&lt;br /&gt;which i enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;with training ever so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everything seems to change&lt;br /&gt;not for the better&lt;br /&gt;but for the worst.)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate living on this earth&lt;br /&gt;right now this minute&lt;br /&gt;i really wish to disappear&lt;br /&gt;from this spot NOW.&lt;br /&gt;my grades are gettin worse.&lt;br /&gt;my skills are deproving&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadsadsadsadsadsadsad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116973048446735804?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116973048446735804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116973048446735804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116973048446735804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116973048446735804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-used-to-hate-it-and-just-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116947234528347429</id><published>2007-01-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:25:45.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have  a damn maths test tmr but cant bring myself to study. ok the test ain't tmr but at least should study a bit right. who cares. im starting to become like last year. i hate french. its making me so confused. till now i dun see the difference between l'imparfait and passe compose. ain't it the same? and i have a lto of homework which i cant seem to bother to do. no one is controling me at home and thats bad. sigh. training sucks as usual. i think i will lose my place to a secone this year in c div. im deproving instead of improving.im so sick of training la. its always doing the same old thing. and it bores me to tears. oh yeah today the class was noisy. to mrs teo. we were damn rude. but u think we care. i mean we ain't afraid she complain to form teacher wad. cause we even told stella su that we bully mrs teo. ok i hate her. janna hates her too. cant she not teach us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116947234528347429?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116947234528347429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116947234528347429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lesson is throwing that stupid paper ball at julia yeo for some really stupid reason ( cause i was hyper and bored ) and not gettting scolded. and of last year's lessons i can only rmb cleo taking photo of her ass. i cant rmb anything more. how? im gg to fail my maths test. cause of all the angles worksheet  i all nvr pass up. and the only one i pass up is i copy from weiqi or cleo.and mrs yeo found out. i feel lik a total loser. i regretted telling my mum about my homework. i told her ytd i hav a lot of homework so now she is nagging at me lik hell. wtf. now im asking help from huiting. call her to give me her linwenwei's notes. argh. should i watch tonight's manu match? 12 midnight. then i will make up for my sleep during VE and c lit. VE i cant really sleep according to limin.but u think i care?  then c lit i just have to close my stupid eyes. and i also can sleep during history. mslai wun realise or care. so should i watch? anw chelsea lost. so the more i should watch. see whether manu can regain their lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116935076973562971?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116935076973562971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116935076973562971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116935076973562971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116935076973562971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-seriously-bored-and-rotting-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116926552214000858</id><published>2007-01-20T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:58:42.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant help but think about last year. the great year i had despite getting bullied. by the class. at least the ppl are nice. at least they dun hate me for being noisy. at least we are UNITED. at least we do things together. at least we rock each others world. at least we had great times together. i get none of this this year. i hope it all changes as time passes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116926552214000858?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116926552214000858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116926552214000858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116926552214000858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116926552214000858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-help-but-think-about-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116921030459833035</id><published>2007-01-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:38:24.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the first time ever. and shocking and unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;2unity was noisy today. cant bliv my eyes. ears. noses.&lt;br /&gt;during music. a lot of us went hyper. then that cheryl sim wanted to have a music comittee. then obviously no one wants to be. so we made up names to be in the comittee. lik alicia wang shen chan. lynette goh, chen jialing, yan yee and janna. then chengyi ( is it how it is spelled) become alicia. damn funny la. chloe was lynette. then gloria was yan yee and caroline was janna. then we told the teacher jialing nvr come to school. as in josie. haha. then the teacher started counting. and there was really 1 lesser person so she sorta bliv. then coincidently chen jialing also nvr come to school. how retarded. and grace's birthday. made her do stupid stuff. and timetable change. how great. after only 3 weeks. but at least i can wear PE attire everyday(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116921030459833035?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116921030459833035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116921030459833035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116921030459833035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116921030459833035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-first-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116912282951088739</id><published>2007-01-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:20:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1WISDOM06. I MISS ALL THE NOISE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE EVEN TOLD ME THAT ONEWISDOM IS NOT THAT NOISY CAUSE NO COMPLAINS. HAHA. AGNES SEET WHOLE DAY GO OUR CLASS SCOLD US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116912282951088739?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116912282951088739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116912282951088739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116912282951088739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116912282951088739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/1wisdom06.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116903645150830561</id><published>2007-01-17T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T20:20:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone was in bad mood today. can tell that she is like...trying so hard not to lose temper. anw i really do not like my class. its so guai. really guai. as in no one makes noise except me. and some extras who only make noise when i do. then i really feel alone in this class. as in one day if limin and chloe dun come to school. i think i will die. no one to talk to. grace is nice but she is totally not my kind of best fren maybe only good fren. lol. voted for monitors today. sigh. all guai guai. anw 4 of them. then i went to tell my hockey mates about them. the reaction i got was....omg. horrible. they went crazy upon knowing that among the 4, 3 of them cannot be monitor. and they gave my 101 reasons. somehow influenced me. im washing my hands out of my class's affairs. hockey today was nice. didnt feel tired or so......5 rounds plus 9 sprints. it is a ot but it felt alright. and we really had fun. its been such a long time since hockey was so fun. linwenwei has stamina. walau he ran 8 rounds, i cheered for him. he was listening to his music. dawn lim ran too. i cant wait for bio. but then i think my class will probably will the quietest among PUW. lik W is noisy. P is definately noisy too. and U....? argh. i hate my class a lot. a great lot. i need to talk to the welfare leader now. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116903645150830561?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116903645150830561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116903645150830561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116903645150830561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116903645150830561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/someone-was-in-bad-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116886351395421074</id><published>2007-01-15T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:18:33.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE PASSION DIED OFF.&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BLIV I CAN ACTUALLY LIVE WITH IT FOR 1 YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;AND REALISE ACTUALLY IT TOTALLY SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;MELISSA SAY ITS CAUSE OF MY NEW CLASS&lt;br /&gt;THEN I START TO HATE EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE.  I DUNO.&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IS BORING. ONE DAY TRAINNIG NEXT DAY THIRD LANG.&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS CONTINUES. FOR DUNO HOW LONG.&lt;br /&gt;ANW THE PASSION IS REALLY GONE.&lt;br /&gt;CANT GET IT BACK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116886351395421074?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116886351395421074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116886351395421074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116886351395421074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116886351395421074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/passion-died-off.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116877929716886364</id><published>2007-01-14T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T20:54:57.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i feel stupid. i dun wanna go to sch yet i dun wanna stay at home. my life revolves around school and home. thats stupier. hockey. is even dumber. why the hell are we training so hard. we as in c div. and U MADE ME LOSE THE PASSION DUN EVER THINK IT CAN COME BACK JUST LIKE THAT. ITS GONE FOR GOOD.(: I MISS ONEWISDOM. TWOUNITY IS QUIET LA. VERY QUIET. ok some ppl will freak out upon hearing this. BUT TWOUNITY IS QUIET COMPARED TO ONEWISDOM. IM LIKE TALKING TO MYSELF IN CLASS. CAUSE NO ONE RESPONDS TO ME. LAST YEAR WHEN I MAKE NOISE. TRELLA OR SHARON WILL HAV SOME EQUALLY RETARDED RESPONSE. anw im not supposed to go online so frequently but who cares im bored to tears. and guess wad we hav chi compo on wed. thats stupid. I BET IS SOME RETARDED TITLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116877929716886364?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116877929716886364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116877929716886364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116877929716886364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116877929716886364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116875213990158690</id><published>2007-01-14T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T13:22:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so bored.at home. no lunch.stupid bro sick.im so bored.yeong huiting is ignoring me.ah.i dun wanna stay at home yet i dun wanna go to school. ain't that stupid? i wanna play golf. ok thats stupier. i dun even noe where's my golf clubs.but one thing is for sure. i dun wanna go for training.hockey is getting stupid. monday NYP. DONT PLAY ME OUT OF POSITION AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;i hope our class supports some nice sports cca. not gym cause i cant go......ok my post is random cause i hav nth better to do at home.i hate ct. hes so irritating.christine rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116875213990158690?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116875213990158690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116875213990158690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116875213990158690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116875213990158690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116851877703262592</id><published>2007-01-11T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:32:57.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging everyday.seems lik im so free. actually im not cause i have french homework but cant be bothered to do. stupid gay ass. he is so retarded. the more i see his face the more i hate him. he wun even care if u dun do ur homework.stupid seah jiamin. u made me run up 3 storey of stairs. ahh. school sucks. i simply hate it. i only enjoy gg to third lang. training simply sucks. lessons are so boring. i dun bother making noise nowadays in class cause im lik talking to myself. no one replies me. unlike in 1w. we can have a random conv in the middle of the lesson. and noise we make will not consist of only my voice. unlike now. you know how i hate it? how i hate this empty silence? last week at least i bother irritaing stella su. now i dun even care. cause talking to her is lik ahh. duno how to describe. ltr some ppl may think im sucking up. ok i shall say wad so boring bout the lessons.and i shall rate it&lt;br /&gt;1- bored to tears 10- i simply love it.&lt;br /&gt;ENG- whole day learn about different types of writing. wth. can u teach us something more fun? rating= 5&lt;br /&gt;chinese= thats horrible. totally horrible. and BORING.rating=1&lt;br /&gt;chi lit= stupid senseless. but can sleep. and we stil haven started sabo-ing ali so the fun is still to come. rating=3&lt;br /&gt;el lit= first lesson send me sleeping. argh. teacher is nice.rating= 4&lt;br /&gt;maths- okay. ct makes lame jokes. i dun laugh. but his lessons arent that bad.... rating-4&lt;br /&gt;dance- moves are gay but at least better than chi. and i have slow reaction. rating=3&lt;br /&gt;physics- i naturally like physics. so i still find it okay. and is starting to understand rating=6&lt;br /&gt;geog- omg. OHP IS TALLER THAN HER!!!!    quoted from janna rating=3&lt;br /&gt;history- im the rep. so wad can i say? it rocks? rating=2&lt;br /&gt;art- shit shit shit. that woman thinks she is the queen or something. wads her problem pls? rating=2&lt;br /&gt;d and t- i miss the lessons. where we can walk around and play......rating= NIL&lt;br /&gt;home econs- lessons haven really started but the first explanation thing bout pots and pans was alr so boring. rating=4&lt;br /&gt;Pe- haven had it yet.....&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH I MISS 1WISDOM.&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS WHERE THE ART TEACHER SIMPLY LOVES US.&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS WHERE AGNES SEET FREQUENTLY VISITS.&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS WHERE HOPE AND UNITY CANT STAND OUR NOISE LVL.&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS WHERE I CAN ACT MONKEY.AND CLIMB UNDER DAWN LIM'S DESK.&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS WHICH I LOVE. AHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116851877703262592?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116851877703262592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116851877703262592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116851877703262592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116851877703262592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-blogging-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116843147094706754</id><published>2007-01-10T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:17:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so tired.as in my legs are jelly. ahh. today's training was alright except for some unfortunate events. and orange squash sucks so gross luh. it tastes lik my medicine. anw..... today's home econ was quite fun. as in we didnt cook which was a great thing. cause cooking seems so boring. trust me. then stella su started crapping on some stuff i wasnt really paying attention. sleeping. argh. she doesnt care if u sleep or not or sms or not. anw physics was really fun. stupid lin guy. me and limin were lik everything dun understand then we keep asking questions. lik 10 times. then when he see our hands he will give that: its u again! look. haha. chi was really boring boring. i was listening to mp3. i dun care. and it was playing really loud but some ppl couldnt hear. common test ended early cause everyone was practically sleeping. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr ng did something really funny today.&lt;br /&gt;he went to alicia : " ARE U REALLY CHINESE "&lt;br /&gt;me and mel: ( lying on the floor laughing )&lt;br /&gt;ali: ( smiles; look at mr ng )&lt;br /&gt;mr ng:  "I SEE UR PASSPORT PHOTO 2 PONY TAILS LIK INDIAN LEH.??"&lt;br /&gt;me and mel: laugh laugh laugh&lt;br /&gt;ali: ( roll eyes )&lt;br /&gt;mr ng: "this is not a laughing matter. alicia why u not indian stil tie ur hair lik indian?"&lt;br /&gt;me and melissa: laugh until can vomit out our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone thinks she is malay. we told everyone she is one third indian one third malay and one third chinese. haha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116835214040934076</id><published>2007-01-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:17:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I DUN WANNA BE THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HISTORY RAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;lik wads her problem luh. everyone can change wad they dun wanna be i cannot. wtf. third lang sucks today. im so ji dong now. so i cant study bio cause i will probably tear the book apart. who cares if i fail? last year also nvr study then stil nvr fail.... i hate bio. and my french teacher he is retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ONE WISDOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I MISS U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE HELL MUST WE CHANGE CLASS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116835214040934076?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116835214040934076/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116826070150620682</id><published>2007-01-08T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:51:41.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STOP SWITCHING MY POSITIONS.&lt;br /&gt; I KNOW I CANT PLAY BACKS NOR CAN ALI&lt;br /&gt;I DUN THINK U CAN EITHER AS A FORWARD,&lt;br /&gt;wad did he think he was doing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a left forward and he made me play right back. thats totally opposite!! wth. so i simply cant play. i have phobia of balls. seeing the sec3s play make me shiver in fear. the damn way they hit the ball etc.&lt;br /&gt;wow.and stella su is really a nice teacher. shouldnt bully her anymore. shall be nice to her. the only nice thing bout my class is the teacher((:shes 100 times better than shawn lee.&lt;br /&gt;tmr there is morning jog. ali me and mel are lik gg to be the last again. lol...... haha last few. i think janna is joining us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116826070150620682?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116826070150620682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116826070150620682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116826070150620682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116826070150620682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/stop-switching-my-positions.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116808576901778293</id><published>2007-01-06T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:16:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling so tired today.cause i woke up at 7.30 today for that cca fair and played bout 3 hours of hockey.din see stella su. rather disappointed. wanted to find her jus to show my face and make her feel sick for the next week.and dun come to sch.oh and tuition sucks.is lik all guys.then so boring.the teacher nags really a lot.im now at home....half asleep.feeling rather stupid....oh and today hockey was fun.and audrey is really strong.i bang head on with her and she didnt fal but i did.twice....ali too.and im feeling bored too.want to play badminton.i wan to jump.jump.jump.jump.today saw jayme ely zhuer these few crazy band ppl.they started gg crazy at the canteen when they saw me and shouted my name.the parents were lik staring at us.lol.my bro is irritaiting.he spoils my calculator.wtf.im angry im so angry.he is just so stupid and dumb.worse than ali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116808576901778293?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116808576901778293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116808576901778293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and when we duno the meaning he has to act it out&lt;br /&gt;and his acting sucks.&lt;br /&gt;the first lesson is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;he started it stupidly by asking us to answer the questions on the board in full sentences in french.&lt;br /&gt;its all the usual stupid questions.then he wanted us to ask questions about him but no one seem interested to know about him. sadddddd.then he keep asking us to ask questions about him.wtf.gay.and he walks lik archie acc to jiamin.with his stupid umbrella and he walks really fast.haha.he is so sickening.then everything he says the guys in my class kept irritating him by pourquoi to every single question then he stil go answer. dumb ass.and i did lame stuff today.made jiamin become jiaxin but MISSION IMPOSSIBLE.jiamin is jus too kiddy.actually i love today only cause of third lang.((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116791359147994557?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116791359147994557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116791359147994557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116791359147994557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116791359147994557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-wonderful-day-esp-third-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116782909283236992</id><published>2007-01-03T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:58:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day of sch was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;everythin went wrong..totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;class was boring. and HOT.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to go 2W.&lt;br /&gt;exchange class with mich neo.&lt;br /&gt;im now thinking of damn rhyming words for that poem&lt;br /&gt;why? cos i saw cleo chew's.&lt;br /&gt;its soo soo long.&lt;br /&gt;so i better write mine a little longer IN CASE.&lt;br /&gt;im lik gg to work hard this year.&lt;br /&gt;i mean try to work hard.((:&lt;br /&gt;made new frens today((:&lt;br /&gt;acted kind to junior today.haha...&lt;br /&gt;im gg to treat the sec1s well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116782909283236992?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116782909283236992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116782909283236992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116782909283236992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116782909283236992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-day-of-sch-was-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116744744121764600</id><published>2006-12-30T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:57:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in F2....N i think.cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;at the very lesat my damn classroom is not at 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;its at 3rd i think.&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb too.&lt;br /&gt;i think i noe no one in my damn class.&lt;br /&gt;its worse than sch.&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;i will probably flunk my french again just like my ace learning.&lt;br /&gt;i got 2nd bottom on class&lt;br /&gt;and thats so dumb.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116744744121764600?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116744744121764600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116744744121764600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116744744121764600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116744744121764600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-in-f2.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116720652415639521</id><published>2006-12-27T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T16:23:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling horrible.i duno how to describe this feeling.it doesnt feel good obviously.i really wish to fuck this feeling off.but it is not possible.given all my circumstances.there is no bright side.everything around me just sucks.i realise a lot of things today.im hopeless.i cant bring myself to do homework.and plus im a in class which i totally do not lik.no hard feelings pls.i think i will jus turn rebelious.in a way.i wun do homework.i will show teacher attitude.etc.but i dun care.i hate everythign around me.it is just going wrong.i do not want to go to school.the only thing im looking forward to is probably hockey?....not really.i have nothing to look forward to in school.so why go for?i cant wait to see who my form teacher is?someone who i do not like at first sight?i do not want a chi teacher as form teacher.i wun speak chi to her.i will speak english.i wun bother or care.and if its some retarded person i wun even greet her and him.i just hate school.i dun understand why must we change class?make more frens?yeah rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the grouping of class is soo UNFAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116720652415639521?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116720652415639521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116720652415639521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116720652415639521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116720652415639521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-feeling-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116712596616750363</id><published>2006-12-26T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:39:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY REALISE WAD SUCKS THE MOST. IT SUCKS EVEN MORE THAN ACE LEARNING.CLASS ALLOCATION SUCKS.ITS THIS DAMN PROCESS WHICH TAKES SO LONG AND IT JUS TOTALLY SUCKS.NEXT YEAR THERE'S A NEW CLASS.2U.IM SO NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO CHANGING CLASS.I WANNA REMAIN 1W FOREVER.EVEN IF IT TAKES FOR ME TO LIKE A CAT.YEAH.ONLY 4 FROM 1W IS GG TO 2U.THATS SO UNFAIR.AND 5 IS GOING TO TRUTH.6 IS GOING TO GRACE WHILE 7 OF THEM IS GOING TO 2W.THATS V UNFAIR..DUN ASK ME WHY I NVR INCLUDE THE BEST CLASS.COS I NVR COUNT.ERM I THINK ONLY 2 IS GOING JUSTICE AND THE REST LOYALTY?SHOULD BE.NO ONE GOING SPORTS CLASS OR SO RIGHT?CAUSE NO ONE'S IN TRACK GYM SWIM.ARGH.WHY IS IT THAT SPORTS CLASS ONLY HAVE THIS 3 SPORTS?SOMEONE ANSWER THIS BLOOODY QUESTION PLEASE?WHY CANT THERE BE ANOTHER SPORTS CLASS FOR THE OTHER SPORTS?THAT WOULD BE JUST SO GREAT!WHY ISNT THERE A HOCKEY CLASS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND A FINAL QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THERE SO MANY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS IN MY MIND NOW?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116712596616750363?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116712596616750363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116712596616750363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116712596616750363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116712596616750363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-finally-realise-wad-sucks-most.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116677317424300665</id><published>2006-12-22T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:39:34.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACE LEARNING SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;IM SOO NOT PLANNING TO DO IT IF NOT COS IT IS COUNTED IN THE PPR.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DO IT AFTER COMING BACK FROM BATAM.&lt;br /&gt;IM CELEBRATING CHRISTMAS THERE(:&lt;br /&gt;ACE LEARNING STILL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I BET I WILL FAIL LA&lt;br /&gt;IM MENTALLY DUMB IN MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;SINCE THE CURSE OF ALGEBRA.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;IM SICK AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;BLOCKED NOSE.&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT BREATHING THRU MY MOUTH COS I HEARD FROM HUITING THAT ONCE SHE BREATH THRU HER MOUTH THE NEXT DAY SHE GOT COUGH&lt;br /&gt;SO IM BREATHIN THRU MY EARS(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116677317424300665?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116677317424300665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116677317424300665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116677317424300665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116677317424300665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/ace-learning-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116652486572608809</id><published>2006-12-19T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:41:05.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired tired tired.anw i lik the weather. rainy day(:(:  slept jus now. anw i went library wif ali. she was damn retarded. we were borrowing books then she realise she has OUTSTANDING fines. so we went to check. she had to pay 50cents. how OUTSTANDING? then she got all sad. cos she said this was her first time got fine by library.guess she wants to keep a clean record or something. lol.then she wanted to buy her stupid slippers agn.and she went mosque. i left this BIG BIG  pile of homework. how? i cant be bothered to do. no motivation.sad....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116652486572608809?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116652486572608809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116652486572608809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116652486572608809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116652486572608809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/tired-tired-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116643719989771507</id><published>2006-12-18T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:56:31.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back!&lt;br /&gt;came back ytd.&lt;br /&gt;im tired now,&lt;br /&gt;woke up early today jus to go to sch to do up the hockey board.&lt;br /&gt;hope it turns out nice.&lt;br /&gt;i lik the background.&lt;br /&gt;its....jus brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;esp the colour,&lt;br /&gt;tmr i hav to go to sch to get my uncollected books.&lt;br /&gt;i made ali go wif me.&lt;br /&gt;she's gg mosque after gg to get books.....&lt;br /&gt;YUL WON SURVIVOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JAYME DIDNT WIN.&lt;br /&gt;egoistic jayme thinks she can win survivor.&lt;br /&gt;lol.(:(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;im watching survivor now again on youtube.(:&lt;br /&gt;ozzy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;he's so damn pro.&lt;br /&gt;win so many individual immunities.(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon: i knew u and huiting would do something to my blog while im away. im not wrong(:(:&lt;br /&gt;              runescape is fun cos im toooo bored alr.....&lt;br /&gt;huiting: walao u stil say im dumb. play runescape wif u. ur reaction SOOOO SLOW. then keep day dreaming. looking at guys or wad.&lt;br /&gt;H_M: chloe. my blog is retarded now. thanks to u(:&lt;br /&gt;melissa: yul rocks. he won haha...... becky soo hypocrite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116643719989771507?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116643719989771507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116643719989771507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116643719989771507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116643719989771507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-came-back-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116563293320941013</id><published>2006-12-09T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:55:33.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my damn computer is all jammed up.....haha thanks to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have currently 11 IE windows and 1 firefox window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.the 11 IE windows are currently viewing survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube rocks. more than channel 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;channel 5 so slow to show survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im slowly lettting is load finish so that ltr it  wun stop halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is v slow. buttt i have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr im heading off to taiwan alr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bag haven pack....):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares. brad is gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt go and swim in the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when nate asked him he said:" im better in puzzles "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in those damn gay way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the end cos he nvr swim raro lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yul rocks. he's gg to win esp wif immunity idol(:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116557024535157092</id><published>2006-12-08T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:30:45.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got addicted to runescape now. i duno why or how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is jus suddenly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid huiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so spam my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wana kill her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i shall kill all the cats in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im exceptionally kind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help him train his account. earned 4k(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116557024535157092?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116557024535157092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116557024535157092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116557024535157092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116557024535157092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/12/got-addicted-to-runescape-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116547824772179973</id><published>2006-12-07T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:57:27.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im dead bored at home.nth to do at all.&lt;br /&gt;and stil haven lay a finger on my homework.&lt;br /&gt;thats sad.): who cares.&lt;br /&gt;i will get it done b4 sch reopens&lt;br /&gt;by hook or crook&lt;br /&gt;tmr is the last training of the year.&lt;br /&gt;great and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;and next week im off to taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;ytd night my bad throat came back&lt;br /&gt;guess it was cos i ran too much&lt;br /&gt;during training.&lt;br /&gt;i did it against the doc's advice&lt;br /&gt;so i paid the price.&lt;br /&gt;but today im alright again.&lt;br /&gt;strange rite?&lt;br /&gt;and ya i have changed the skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-33632661.post-116539901205087892</id><published>2006-12-06T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:56:52.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid.training sucks as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i haven started on my homework.as usual.&lt;br /&gt;im tired and bored. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;chloe is lame today. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;chloe is also retarded as usual.&lt;br /&gt;today training was funny.&lt;br /&gt;ali fell down as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i also but mine becomes a routine&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant reverse sweep without falling down as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i fell twice but not retardly lik someone.&lt;br /&gt;mine is cos i nvr slow down.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl is duno why.&lt;br /&gt;lost balance as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and so she landed in front of coach.as usual.&lt;br /&gt;her bag was also next to coach as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some part of the skin on my arm is peeling off now due to the fall.&lt;br /&gt;elaine is strong.she scared the dsa girl.duno wads her name.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to buy lots of stuff....i want i want i want!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-manu bottle&lt;br /&gt;-manu shirt&lt;br /&gt;-manu ball&lt;br /&gt;-manu bag?? not that stupid small one.&lt;br /&gt;-manu wallet&lt;br /&gt;-manu pencil case&lt;br /&gt;-new turfs.&lt;br /&gt;-manu stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;-that new balance specs.&lt;br /&gt;-manu team socks.&lt;br /&gt;-markers&lt;br /&gt;-anything related to manu.&lt;br /&gt;-manu shoe bag&lt;br /&gt;oh i also want that pair of liverpool team socks.guess how much it was. $22! i can buy 4 pair of umbro socks at that price and 2 pair of nike socks at that bloody price,&lt;br /&gt;haha the above is my christmas wishlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116539901205087892?l=frucked.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116522552015524459</id><published>2006-12-04T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:45:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays is gg to end really soon for me alr.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven started on homework,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think im such a sad case.&lt;br /&gt;i hav only 2 more free weeks.&lt;br /&gt;this week...which is last week of training and&lt;br /&gt;after that is taiwan trip.1 week.&lt;br /&gt;then after taiwan trip.that week im free.&lt;br /&gt;and after that on 23 im gg batam.&lt;br /&gt;celebrate christmas.(:&lt;br /&gt;coming back on 26.&lt;br /&gt;so i wun get to see class posting until i come back!!!&lt;br /&gt;how sad.&lt;br /&gt;and class outing.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to say i dun think i will be able to go&lt;br /&gt;given my hectic schedule.&lt;br /&gt;i think it will be more fun without me&lt;br /&gt;more civilised.more quiet.&lt;br /&gt;i duno.im not missin the class anymore.&lt;br /&gt;not as much as i use to&lt;br /&gt;im getting guilty saying this.&lt;br /&gt;so i really dun mind missing it.&lt;br /&gt;its not as though i wun meet them anymore&lt;br /&gt;wad i really want now is&lt;br /&gt;1 more lesson together wif 1W.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be meaningful&lt;br /&gt;1 more lesson by.......erm...some nice teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope next year&lt;br /&gt;i will hav a nice class&lt;br /&gt;i will do my homework&lt;br /&gt;i wun be so lazy&lt;br /&gt;i will study for my tests.&lt;br /&gt;hockey c div win something&lt;br /&gt;( i cant stand being put down anymore )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116522552015524459?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116521898159183296</id><published>2006-12-04T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:56:21.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed the bloody skin alr.&lt;br /&gt;cos obviously im sick of the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to play soccer,&lt;br /&gt;i wan to kick a soccer ball&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;im random.&lt;br /&gt;why im i blogging lidat?&lt;br /&gt;i also duno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116521898159183296?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116521898159183296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>guess wad im gg sentosa tmr. some family outing. im totally NOT lookin forward to it at all.i mean its gg to be play water and go eat.nth else. can i not go to this sentosa thing and trade it for my class outing?class outing sounds nicer and more fun. i duno. but i dun feel the same way as i did last month for my class anymore. last month i was hoping everyday was class outing. now im getting over it alr. sometimes i think class outing makes me sad and reminds me that im not in this class anymore): i mean if im not thinking about class it would be about hockey. and how to irritate ali etc. hockey is as fun as class but class is jus different.i would stil be as carefree as i was in both but cca and class is jus different, it feels different.not emphasizing anymore. ali likes the stuff in my house. all my soft toys.cos its all kiddy kiddy and meant for children lik her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-33632661.post-116496175320533890</id><published>2006-12-01T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:29:13.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad. i cant attend the damn class outing. anw it doesnt matter that much anymore.....not as much as it did last month.ali is at my house she is wearing black camouflaging.argh.so bored.the class outing sounds fun but no choice though.damn sad.no christmas presents and also no party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116496175320533890?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116496175320533890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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bored so i got permission to get this off sharon's blog but she called me to go weiqing's blog to do it cos its longer and i can get more entertained.anw this whole thing is gg to take an hour plus my bloody mouse which is damn random working at times and sometimes not working at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DREAM GUY&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: brown black watever.&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: ( reminds me of french oral ) les yeux noir. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Height: taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;Six Pack: yup.&lt;br /&gt;Facial Hair: no....&lt;br /&gt;Long or Short Hair: Short. long hairs are gay.&lt;br /&gt;Glasses: anything.&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: erm. i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;Scars: for wad?&lt;br /&gt;Thin or Bushy eyebrows: as long as he has eye brows.&lt;br /&gt;Chest Hair: no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Buff or Skinny: not too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;Straight Teeth, Gap, or Braces: straight teeth or braces.&lt;br /&gt;Personality: fun going. smart.&lt;br /&gt;Funny or Serious: funny.&lt;br /&gt;Party boy or Stay at home: party boy&lt;br /&gt;Should he cook?: no.&lt;br /&gt;Should he have a best friend?: is it my problem?.&lt;br /&gt;Should he have a lotta girlfriends: no.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing or Shy: Outgoing and fun,.&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic or Sincere: sarcastic sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;Should he love his mother?: up to him&lt;br /&gt;Should he watch chick flicks: up to him.&lt;br /&gt;Phone person?: no no no i dun lik talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Would he be a smoker: no no&lt;br /&gt;Would he drink?: no no&lt;br /&gt;Would he swear: yup.&lt;br /&gt;One or more girls at a time: one.&lt;br /&gt;Call you hunny, sweety, baby etc.?:  no&lt;br /&gt;Would he pay for dates: yes!&lt;br /&gt;Does he kiss on the first date: nooo. it only happen on tv&lt;br /&gt;Where would you go to dinner: erm......anywhere except fast food.&lt;br /&gt;Bring you flowers: flowers make me sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;Write poetry about you?: noooooo...&lt;br /&gt;Would he hang out with you and YOUR friends: yeah and let them call him gay.&lt;br /&gt;Would you hang out with him and HIS friends: depends who&lt;br /&gt;When he hugs, where's his arms: erm.....my shoulders. ( picturing scene of hugging )&lt;br /&gt;Will he walk you to the door at the end?: no.&lt;br /&gt;Holding Hands: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging Quickly?: not too long.&lt;br /&gt;Short, Sweet Kisses: ew. not yet made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Neck Kissing: nah.&lt;br /&gt;Forehead Kissing: no no no.&lt;br /&gt;Would he Play...&lt;br /&gt;Soccer: yes and dribble lik ronaldo, score lik henry and tackle lik terry.&lt;br /&gt;Baseball: no it looks barbaric and wad if he whacks me wif the bat.&lt;br /&gt;Basketball: yes. and shoots lik bryant and does stunts lik allen iverson.&lt;br /&gt;Lacrosse: nooo.&lt;br /&gt;Water Polo: yes thats so cool.&lt;br /&gt;Surf:thats way cooler.&lt;br /&gt;Skateboard: yeah!!.&lt;br /&gt;Snowboard: singapore has no snow unless u include snow city.&lt;br /&gt;Does he..&lt;br /&gt;Sing?:  no.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar: no&lt;br /&gt;Play Piano: no.&lt;br /&gt;Play Drums: yeah it will be damn cool&lt;br /&gt;Clean his room: dun have to,&lt;br /&gt;Paint, Draw, Sculpt: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Writes His Own Music: lik jay chou. but write music for wad.&lt;br /&gt;Think's Justin Timberlake is Gay: yes justin timberlake is gay.&lt;br /&gt;Calls Other Guys: noo.&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or briefs: anything.&lt;br /&gt;Use the word dude: yuup i use it too.&lt;br /&gt;Turned ON, OFF or DM (Doesn't matter)&lt;br /&gt;Is taller than you: on&lt;br /&gt;Is shorter than you: off&lt;br /&gt;Wears braces: dm&lt;br /&gt;Dresses Ghetto: dm&lt;br /&gt;Dresses Gothic: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has blue eyes: ( french oral again; blue eyes=les yeux bleus ) dm&lt;br /&gt;Has green eyes: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has hazel eyes: dm&lt;br /&gt;Brown eyes: dm&lt;br /&gt;Drinks alcohol: offfff&lt;br /&gt;Wears glasses: dm&lt;br /&gt;Smokes: totally off&lt;br /&gt;Plays sports: onnn&lt;br /&gt;Smiles a lot: on&lt;br /&gt;Calls you just to say Hi: off. thats nth better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Compliments you: dm&lt;br /&gt;Likes to talk: on&lt;br /&gt;Shy and quiet: off it wil be too boring cos im too noisy.&lt;br /&gt;Good dancer: dm&lt;br /&gt;Wears jewelry: off.gay.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles when you walk in the room: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has brown hair: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has Black hair: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has blonde hair: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has red hair: dm&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: offffff&lt;br /&gt;Can make you laugh at any given moment: on thats so cool.&lt;br /&gt;Loyal: on&lt;br /&gt;Laid back: on&lt;br /&gt;Plays guitar: dm&lt;br /&gt;Plays piano: dm&lt;br /&gt;Plays drums: dm&lt;br /&gt;Sing: dm&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous: dm&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't eat meat: dm&lt;br /&gt;a tattoo: dm&lt;br /&gt;Has a lip ring: off&lt;br /&gt;Has tongue ring: off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done. im gg to throw my bloody mouse out of the window now. and hope janna better get her dad to upload ali's beautiful photo(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116487434366341073?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116487434366341073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116487434366341073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116487434366341073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116487434366341073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-bored-so-i-got-permission-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116486759100385722</id><published>2006-11-30T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:19:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im such a lazy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays i haven touched a single homework. and i realised 2006 has been a very slack year for me. ok first term i wasnt as slack. i was stil in the exam mood cos after psle so i studied a bit then term2 and 3. walau. i didnt bother doing any homework etc. i always go to sch early in the morning to copy homeowkr frm cleo and brenda. term4 i studied but stil i didnt do homework thus explaining why i did not do very well in tests. and at term4 i was lik holidays i must work hard and study french. now.....the the past 1 month i hav idled my time away. doing meaningless stuff lik day dream play computer. jus plain wasting my time. i feel sad for myself. and i sleep a lot. worse than a pig. except i go for training. and i jus waste money spent on rubbish that i dun need.. but i gotta admit. 2006 was a year i enjoyed a lot. with 1w and hockey. it was fun cos of the slackness. but i noe even without teh slackness it will stil be fun so 2007 i wil try my best to work hard and dun be lik 2006. but yet stil hav a nice class make noise and most importantly hav fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTTO IS TO HAVE FUN. NO MATTER WAD I DO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116486759100385722?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116486759100385722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116486759100385722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116486759100385722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116486759100385722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-such-lazy-person_30.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116470274895026298</id><published>2006-11-28T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:32:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus came back frm camp and showered.(: clean and fresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stil tired.last night i couldnt sleep.cos the bloody aircon was blowing right at my face and ali was creepy.we slept at the MPR.thank goodness.ms lim asked if we wanted MPR or dance studio.everyone scream MPR.dance studio is creepy at night.trust me.mirrors all around and according to melissa there will be the ghost of chen jialing.haha.it was my second time sleeping over in sch,and first time seeing the track and pitch so dark at night.i should hav brought my camara.cos i can randomly take any photo frm anywhere and can claim it is singapore's 10 most haunted place or watever.melissa is frightened.i think cos ali around.&lt;br /&gt;this morning we did some amazing race.it is too amazing to be called amazing race.run soo much.ard bishan park lik hell.can die.then later we go to one end of bishan park alr we were made to walk back to sch.hell......i think shoudl change the name to embarrasing race.cos was we were made to do was totally embarrasing.lik for instance we had to sing a pop song really loud and when 3 ppl stared at us then we can get our next clue.so dumb.oh and there is another one totally embarrasing.bishan park there the pond there is this plateform somewhere near the shore. there were steps leading to it,ok we had to go on that platform and do the family dance. lik wtf.to make matters worse we had to get 2 ppl to wathc us dance.wtfffffffff.i didnt move at all.everyone staring at us.so retarded. in the middle of the pond doing some stupid dance.and most importantly we dint do it for a really long time alr.so i totally forgot how to do it.lik how??move ur arms hysterically?why make us do this kinda stuff?embarrase our sch in public.should at least get ppl frm dance to do.&lt;br /&gt;monday night and afternoon was spent on something lik team bonding.it was quite gd.i lik the notes thing where sec1s write bout sec2s and 3s and vice versa.then we could really help each other change.we also had talks on how to improve ourselves and lik think about our motto for 2007.&lt;br /&gt;fun part all over i shal talk bout the horrible part of this entire camp. THE DEMOLISION OF HOCKEY ( or why not say c div ) anw c div is sec1s and 2s. she was there saying hockey c division this hockey c division that.say wad we are reigning champions expected to defend our trophy but didnt even get into semis.say tat our b and c div not united. dunno each other well enough.say that we dun take training seriously etc.she didnt say it all at once she split it up lik she start talking bout the bad points a team has. then use hockey as example.then when she start talking about bad things she will stare at us.wif her eyes wide open.and its damn obvious.everyone could see where she was looking at.she say we hav hockey pitch but duno how to appreciate.then she go praise netball,track and field,gymnastics,table tennis, badminton and swim for their achievement.hockey leh? she go broadcast our wrongdoings,everyone noes now.and i duno how she manage to dig out soo much info bout hockey. lik the goalkeeper thing. she said we shouldnt dun let the goalkeeper play jus cos she is lousy.isnt it obvious it is hockey again?which other sport in st nicks has goalkeeper?soccer?soccer my foot.ok i admit we the sec1s are not very ncie to our goalkeeper.im not sayin we are right but sometimes the same mistakes keep being made.we are fed up.&lt;br /&gt;anw my paragraphs are not in chronological order.i need to sleep.im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116470274895026298?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116470274895026298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116470274895026298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116470274895026298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116470274895026298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/jus-came-back-frm-camp-and-showered.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116450471551770446</id><published>2006-11-26T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T09:31:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in my previous post my aunt brought lots of choco so i eat eat until i fell sick. on sat morning. my throat was hurting more than anything. my head was spinning. took a panadol and everything was gone. i went for 7 aside and played a few matches. but the medicine only lasted for 6 hours once 6 hours is gone im gone too. my throat hurted more than ever and my head was blurry. i stil hang on and played against sec4s. i played less than half the match and sub out for ali. oh ya UWC 7aside was soo dumb. the top 4s are all st nicks. and then my team all sec 1s were the youngest. there were no other sec1s than us. haha we stil won seng kang 1-0 thanks to janna and drew with northland. the northland ppl thot we were sec3s cos we were tall. and i told them is not cos we are tall is cos they are short.it was a slip of the tongue.walau.janna was feeling all happy cos someone finally called her tall.then i broke someone's nose.ok it wasnt exactly my fault.i hit then she bent down and put the stick on ground so the ball hit her stick and it rebounded on her nose.im soo damn guilty.then ltr went to apologise to her): that dumb indian man went to make me the pusher for short corners.folle.i can push?? lol. oh and we lost to sec4s in the final match.the score was 1-1 and someone scored in the dying minutes to make the score 2-1. sad. but then at least my team got 3rd place. overall.yay. im packing my stuff for camp now. hopefully im well enough to go for camp.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116450471551770446?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116450471551770446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116450471551770446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116450471551770446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116450471551770446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-my-previous-post-my-aunt-brought.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116436683870200474</id><published>2006-11-24T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:13:58.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my aunt came to my hse today and gave us a lot a lot of chocolate. ali wants them. so i was lik call her stay online for every minute she gets 5 chocolates cos my hse really got a lot then she went to irritate me. so i told her for everytime she irritates me i minus 10 chocolate and guess wad she say.&lt;br /&gt;the conv is :&lt;br /&gt;you're just another part of me; says:&lt;br /&gt;hello: D&lt;br /&gt;im a good girl&lt;br /&gt;i wont make you irritated&lt;br /&gt;see!: D&lt;br /&gt;a good girl's down here making brander na entertained,and not irritating her!: D&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't she get more chocolates like a good girl deserves?&lt;br /&gt;brander: YES!of courseeeeee good alicia!&lt;br /&gt;and good girl goes YAYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;brander; so do u get drunk?? says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;stop being lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so damn retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116436683870200474?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116436683870200474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116436683870200474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116436683870200474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116436683870200474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-aunt-came-to-my-hse-today-and-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116427155517417977</id><published>2006-11-23T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:45:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun wan to go for training tmr. i cant stand physical. and the thought of why we are doing all these makes my blood boil. i get all weak after physical. argh today is so boring. stupid rain. depriving me of my basketball in my bid to grow taller. fuck it. chelsea lost to werder bremen and manu lost too. so it makes this weekends clash an even more exciting one. and im freaking bored. nth to do at home.im so damn free.i need some activites in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116427155517417977?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116427155517417977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116427155517417977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116427155517417977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116427155517417977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dun-wan-to-go-for-training-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116418805925051390</id><published>2006-11-22T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T17:52:14.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ran 5 rounds agn. can die.:( and did the usual sprints i think 20 times...at the end of the shuttle run i think i can faint...it feels as though ur lungs is blocked and u are not getting enough oxygen...and then ltr training the drills my hand is lik jelly cannot move then coach stil so sickening 30 mins alr stil no water break.walau.i almost died... im now soo hungry.. i ate 4 tuna bread alr...stil hungry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went cheryll hse cos i din really hav any choice....haha we wanted to leave at 2.30 but ended up leaving at 3.30 cos we spent the other 1 hour bullying chloe...irritating her also.....she is soo fun....then cheryll was bad to her pull her hair and chase her out of her room then chloe started crying real hard....then we did an experiment..we let her into cheryll's room and guess wad she stopped crying..walau she is damn retarded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw hockey is such a loser.LOSER.LOSER.LOSER LOSER LOSER.we dun hav a camp.so damn freaking sad. oh yeah...we are havin a camp soon. SPORTS CAMP  * roll eyes*   almost all cca have camp.so sickening.anw there's the UWC7aside this saturday. but no cca points.walau. the team was totally unexpected.some were out some got in.i cant wait for it.. this thing has no age limit. and i thinkour team spirit totally sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116418805925051390?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116418805925051390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116418805925051390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116418805925051390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116418805925051390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/ran-5-rounds-agn.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116410700935568387</id><published>2006-11-21T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T19:03:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so bored at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was playing basketball jus now then cheryll called and call me go home......so i duno why i went home then i found out she call me go home so i could talk to her on the phone....wtf......so i was nice and chatted with her.....until now.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw jus now playing basketball it was soo stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this bunch of bitch they got some fucking problem......they are very dumb...they were drinking bubble tea then i duno wads their fucking problem.....they stood under the basketball rink.......then kelvin shot the ball and obviously his shooting sucks and the ball bounce off the board.....then hit them...then they call us dun shoot the ball...wad kinda logic is that?? basketball court dun shoot basketball then do wad??? fuckers.....then they all also sec1 only.......and got another one...she is only p6 and she is bossing ppl around.........fucking idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116410700935568387?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116410700935568387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116410700935568387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116410700935568387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33632661/posts/default/116410700935568387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>dUh?!?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05310892032016772892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33632661.post-116401958783406745</id><published>2006-11-20T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T18:46:27.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun blog during weekends cos weekends im busy playing warcraft and need for speed at my frens hse.... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im gg to blog on manu victory over sheffield united. it was a close shave.. manu almost lost....  but rooney the hero came to the rescue...he scored 2 brilliant volleys to save manu. and ronaldo he was damn irritating. he was bloody damn lousy........ok he did his usual dribbles those tricks....but then he has severe aiming problems......the score should have been manu 4 sheffield united 1. but as i said his aiming sucks more than alicia's......he had 2 BRILLIANT chances to score...one of them he headed the ball straight at the crossbar.....wtf....another one.....he was in those really rare situation where he was in frnt of the goalpost and ryan giggs crossed the ball to him and there was no defenders nor goalkeeper wif him and all he could do was lightly tap it into the goal......it was in  those kinda situation where even alicia could kick the ball in and guess wad he did....i duno how he did it...he jus blasted the ball off the cross bar....wad the bloody hell.i cant stand him. i think alicia can play soccer better than him.&lt;br /&gt;and sunday i went for sec4 farewell....at sentosa.it wasnt very fun....quite boring actually......the only fun thing was the time in the water where we were trying so hard to swim and the other fun part was playing soccer. haha....anyhow play.....wif that soft soft ball.....oh and we saw jellyfishes at the sea....haha..chloe killed them both....i duno how but she jus killed them....&lt;br /&gt;today's training suck.we ran 5 rounds!!!.....then we ran the length of the basketball court like 20 times i think more...anw we run run run like hell...under the freaking hot sun....i almost died....it was sick the night b4....jus when i thot training was gg to get better cos we sec1s slacked by playing at the red part, netball area....opp hockey pitch....anw huting was damn irritating.....i wanted to whack her..........oh and thats when the worse was about to come....stupid damn coach accepted duno whose challange to play against the sec4s...so it was me brenda huiyi coach VS laura mei xian jing yu and janna........haha we lost 2-4....so sad.. coach was as usual showing off lik hell driible here dribble there..sickening. i was so tired alr then made us play this 20 mins match.....i sweated lik hell today...esp after the 5 rounds...my hands and legs are WET. oh and i haven explain why we were made to run soo much...the reason is jus too stupid to be acceptable.....cos on saturday b div played match against cresent girls and they won but in that match they found out that they have no stamina so they make us run to train stamina wif them. wad the bloody hell?? our fault lidat.......... nvm then after that i mel and ali went pizza hut with RELIABLE directions frm joanne..she made us walk lik 20 mins to go all the way to the pizza hut at amk central.........anad ltr we found out  that we had walked a realy big round.....argh......and we were walking a detour......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33632661-116401958783406745?l=frucked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frucked.blogspot.com/feeds/116401958783406745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33632661&amp;postID=116401958783406745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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training was light compared to monday and wed. wed walau....we had to do physical....we ran ran ran the length of hockey pitch duno how many times after our 4 rounds...then monday he made us do barbaric stuff. today was nice....played match and slacked.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im dead tired...i slept less than 2 hours last night and im out the entire day...my eyes are closing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day that stupid ah lee...dun bliv me la....then go talk to my mother......waste my phone bills and also make my phone oily...yucks...anw im quite satisfied with my ppr considering i nvr really study as hard as i used to.......oh ya the story...i told ah lee that my mum not coming so i collect report bk..he dun bliv then talk to my mum la.....fine...in the end he lose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was prize presentation....it was dead boring...i was playin the whole time....jayme chowlyn in frnt of me we pushed each other and i was teaching her how to laugh more mature.....instead of her stupid hysterical laughter then behind that stupid huiting and nice sharon...we played too.....and screamed for our class ppl. then seah jiamin went up to take prize i duno wads wrong wif me la..i went to scream and ppl around me jus stare at me...then we cheered for sixian, brenda, lynette, jialing and natalie.....screamed our throats off......( i screamed GO JIALAT for that dude. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to watch casino royale after sch b4 training.....nice..but a little porn..a lot of bed scenes and kissing......and it was a little draggy cos there was a twist to the end..jus when u thot the guy and girl are gg to live happily ever after something happen.....overall it was a gd movie....but i din lik craig ( the guy who acted as bond ) he looks old..... and  the movie was also sooo cool....they have cars with guns inside....and something more amazing, cars with life saving devices.......damn cool..............u should watch it but a warning it 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