<?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-34461990</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:24:25.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but you tap danced on the air, in the night.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34461990.post-116546602446458390</id><published>2006-12-07T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:13:44.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://likeasamba.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;likeasamba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye blogspot....for the time being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116546602446458390?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116546602446458390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116546602446458390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116546602446458390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116546602446458390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/12/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116525271026693358</id><published>2006-12-05T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:10:16.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HEART LOWYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt; guy i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss kiss, lets meet for breakfast says:&lt;br /&gt;im looking for the perfect cupcake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flesh is heretic says:&lt;br /&gt;take a mirror, hon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwww:]]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116525271026693358?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116525271026693358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116525271026693358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116525271026693358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116525271026693358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/12/3-words.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116508507387725053</id><published>2006-12-03T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:44:33.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive got a lot on my mind. about wanting but being lazy. about having but being complacent. about yearning or obligation. anyways, meeting joce chan ming&lt;3 and maybe rachel&lt;3 for lunch and gaigai. and i think im wearing the skirt. HAHA. c'mon man. dong-dong-dong-chiang meets jingle bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Today while the blossoms&lt;br /&gt;still cling to the vine&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste your strawberries&lt;br /&gt;I'll drink your sweet wine&lt;br /&gt;A million tomorrows shall all pass away&lt;br /&gt;And I forget all the joy that is mine, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116508507387725053?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116508507387725053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116508507387725053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116508507387725053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116508507387725053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-got-lot-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116498459928645106</id><published>2006-12-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:59:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHHA OMGOMGOMOGMOMG EEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FATHER HAS A ------- SHIRT!! AHAHA OMG OMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;WEIRDIT OUT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;good job to mindy cause her poor boy is really ohbiang/orhbeet to the max please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a lovely day. guess its nice to do your own stuff once in a while. shopped alone AND AND AND! i bought a skirt. wth!? i never would have THUNK it. yeah. so i bought my metal pencil box, finally! and a plain top. im a shopping NOOBZX. and i think i wont be shopping for a long time man. and why is my post about shopping. EEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has the world come to!? i bought a skirt and father has a ------- shirt!! triple EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid happyhigh. nehnehpok. HAPPY FOR YOU LA :]]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116498459928645106?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116498459928645106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116498459928645106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116498459928645106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116498459928645106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahahha-omgomgomogmomg-eeeee-father.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116491061082585652</id><published>2006-12-01T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T02:16:51.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EEEEEYERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some weird reason i have this urge to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. i think i spent too much time with zhaoting HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok things to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;metal pencil box&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;white top&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA eeee. wth am i doing. gahgahgah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i realised its been damn long since ive listened to music cause the tv has been on all the time. i kinda miss ou xiang jus. weird how these stupid things can actually wring your heart, make you bite cushions and make you wish that you could be swept off your feet by a dashingly-ugly err..chinese. hurr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116491061082585652?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116491061082585652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116491061082585652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116491061082585652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116491061082585652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/12/eeeeeyerrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116480794011970138</id><published>2006-11-29T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:09:27.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from camp and tired like sai.&lt;br /&gt;slept for 4 hours just now. but still tired. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet was madness. munmun is CRAZY and my chicken group is cool. had emo talk at the balcony while cooking lunch. but damn nehneh. i was seperated from shufen and zhao. but orhkay la. everyone is damn nice and fun. and now there are more people in the bridge club YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was BBQ last night. and we took 5 hours to finally start a proper fire. had to use someone else's fire to cook food first. our charcoal just didnt burn. after standing for 5 hours in front of the pit, feeding it with charcoal, blowing and fanning, when i close my eyes, all i see is fire. and i dreamt of fire just now. so now im 'huo shen'. shufen went, 'flame of recca'. and my peesai is black from the soot. gross nehneh&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS ive been loading up on hongkong dramas the whole day. i infected the rest of the team with the HK disease. haha. WOOHOO diana is so freaking amused with 'tiu'. HAHA. and her, 'shame on you. cannot catch. and you call yourself a cricketer'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cricket is LOVE. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoming: i miss miss missmissmiss youuuu. laoda, you have to rest you know. training then work at night. eh, you better look after yourself ok. and i know you work with boonxz, fate. i love you!!! and i seriously miss your cheeks :]&lt;br /&gt;mich: haha. its just the team sa shirt man. no big deal. HAHA who am i kidding. but i cant imagine you in cricket la, soccerina.&lt;br /&gt;mindy: HELLOOOO. my face is just.....haha yeah. you'll have fun in band camp. haha bandcamp. eee you geek. HAHA &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116480794011970138?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116480794011970138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116480794011970138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116480794011970138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116480794011970138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-back-from-camp-and-tired-like-sai.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116456076268410956</id><published>2006-11-27T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:06:03.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp is tmw or rather, a few more hours. im damn excited. wonder what wacko shit we'll do. and im lugging along backstreetboys, A1, michael buble, OC mix and damian rice along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalets. haha much memories. much fights, much drama, much promises we never kept. the beach. wenjie getting sunburnt on one side from falling asleep while tanning. killing jellyfishes(amos and loh) and chasing crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat i finally went back to play for worship. it wasnt great but it was pleasant. i really miss ben. V-necks and birks. HAHA. and rach was a pseudo punja. dress and long (snake-skin) pants. sexy mama manzx. city hall was filled with either racer-backed testosterone or with 30somethings rushing for the class reunion of 91'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. i should get packing now. oooh mumma brought home crab. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/1600/169204/DSC00222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/836860/DSC00222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/1600/414228/DSC00221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/244673/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116456076268410956?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116456076268410956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116456076268410956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116456076268410956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116456076268410956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/camp-is-tmw-or-rather-few-more-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116437233319120574</id><published>2006-11-24T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:47:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloo! my face is burnt and im so freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been training like mad and i barely even see the family. i leave before they wake up and i sleep before they come home. not that im complaining. HAHA. even though we didnt win, we gained a lot more. we gained exposure, experience and most importantly friendship. without much practice with the synthetic ball and playing on grass and it being our first real tournament, i guess we did pretty well. the other teams were nice. one came up to me and said good keeping:] and that we're pretty darn good for a team with only less than a years experience in cricket. and nvm, there is another tournament in march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA anyways. enough of the boring stuff. yeah. shufen found a girl. yes she did. im so proud of her. haha. when she bowled during the finals, shuf kept going, "whoa, so man! SHUAI!" aha. gross please. but turns out, shes quite girly and is really quite pretty. after that, headed to town and walked around aimlessly. we thought of getting team boxers but cause theres a hole in front we decided to get caps from adidas. we're gonna confirm the caps soon. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. there was much singing, crapping, laughing and cam whoring. much stupid shots to post but gotta wait for claire to send over. but for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/962321/DSC00248.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/1600/834811/DSC00247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/586213/DSC00247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/1600/907229/DSC00257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/924934/DSC00257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/1600/464552/DSC00252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/4468/DSC00252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/1600/588158/DSC00249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6026/2344/320/445473/DSC00249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally, the girls from romanis:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116437233319120574?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116437233319120574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116437233319120574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116437233319120574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116437233319120574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/helloo-my-face-is-burnt-and-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116420030592431748</id><published>2006-11-22T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:06:33.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. oh crap, ok wait i go pee first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oookk. unloaded and relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. stupid shuf 'got neh' and zhao 'no neh' pangsehed me for sleep and i had to face training all alone. i was damn loner. drink water alone, refill bottle alone, wipe sweat alone. ok la. it wasnt that bad in the end. i made new friends YAY. note to self: &lt;strong&gt;LOSER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have weird tan lines now and there will be more to come:]]] and there was the giving out of the team sajc shirt which got all of us girls squeamish and giggly. note: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;US GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, my brother just walked pass and i choked on his cologne. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel ho is hooked onto full house. wtnehneh and she cant stop exclaiming, "WAH LAU!!!! RAIN AND JI EUN!! TRUE LOVE &lt;3!!!" what happened to OK go, rachel ho!? you've been officially chinked out. TLUE BRUE ARH RIANZX(plus juicy couture bag)! ah la mah wah sa pah pi li pa la ai bu pai. oh yarhzx, moix 'da-gou-gou' wib shuf dat i no cutting hair b4 fert feb. denzx when clock dingdong on fert feb i go cut bang bang. moixz sho chiozx de worzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, justin timberlake and fergie bring lust/sex/everything sinful before marriage to another level. they added class to lust. hurr. eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sai, theres a friendly with sas boys tmw. and i think we are gonna get thrashed. hurhur. i walked pass leon who was sitting on the steps and he waved and said hi. playa' in the making, yo'. fer shizzle ma nizzle fer dizzle, ho'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116420030592431748?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116420030592431748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116420030592431748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116420030592431748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116420030592431748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello_22.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116395136826885869</id><published>2006-11-19T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:49:28.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to do maths. i really did. integration just hates me. i hate it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, should i care.&lt;br /&gt;cause you weren't there when i was scared&lt;br /&gt;i was so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. just popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, pic of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/DSC00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/DSC00190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok la. its a really gross photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116395136826885869?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116395136826885869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116395136826885869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116395136826885869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116395136826885869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116375169761149925</id><published>2006-11-17T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:21:37.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with ella fitzgerald and louis armstrong playing in the background, somehow im reminded of my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i feel things will definetely get better. all will end soon. thats for the best, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116375169761149925?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116375169761149925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116375169761149925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116375169761149925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116375169761149925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-ella-fitzgerald-and-louis.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116370306028278261</id><published>2006-11-17T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T03:01:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past few days have been hectic. the filing up and handing in of the GPF, meeting up with friends, trying to help around the house, training and other random stuff. speaking of training, i cant walk properly. i walk like im pregnant and have something stuffed up my ass. hur, in short, i walk like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cherell soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA, kidding la lao yun, i love you! we'll be tuition kakis soon:]&lt;br /&gt;today i went to novena to collect our class pullover, then to AMK(so hip sehh) with shuf and mindy to the library and (supposedly)to wash hair at shuf's. but then i decided to head home to shower and change before meeting the cousins. after meeting the cousins i wanted to slack, but in the end i starting packing and filing and looking for my report book thats still missing and finishing up some of the housework. i got home ard 930 and after doing everything, its yes, 2am. woohoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 59th MUMMA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mumma: we never had a normal mother daughter relationship. we always and i mean ALWAYS fight and have disargeements. maybe you may feel like i dont care but i do. i just dont know how to express it. i guess since young, we never really spent time together, i was always with dad because you were always at work, supporting the family since dad was sick. i know it has been tough on you, bringing us up all by yourself up till now and you're arent that young anymore. sometimes when i see you working so hard, i really do want to do something nice for you. but i guess i always cock up whenever i try, so in the end i make a mess and i get pissed at you for being pissed with me and for not seeing that im trying too. i guess thats summarising everything.&lt;br /&gt;but i do care, even though sometimes, ok la a lot more times than sometimes i bitch about you. haha. im blogging this cause i do not know how to say this to you but i just needed to. it'll be too awkward being so touchy-feely after having this silent kind of 'i know you know i know' love for 17 years. i guess its the same with kor.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i wake up in the middle of the night, i check to see if your shoulders are still moving. i guess i'm just a little paranoid after dad left. i guess i wouldnt know what to do if one day you really left.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say that i love you, from the bottom of my heart. and though i know you'll never ever read this, but i just hope you know that both me and kor really do love and appreciate what you've done for us. love you, happy birthday mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooook. after reading what i wrote i feel so weird and awkward like hur? haha. ANYWAYS. im past the tired stage and silverchair's accompanying me so i dont feel so lonely. my stomach's growling. i think i'm gonna write out what i have to do tmw then go on to read my book, about a scottish superhero. HAHA. ok. nights ave-vo-rie-body!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116370306028278261?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116370306028278261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116370306028278261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116370306028278261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116370306028278261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/past-few-days-have-been-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116343356275020133</id><published>2006-11-13T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:02:24.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ele4tv3Mq4" width="325" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f1-tnzenO-k" width="325" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;found this. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/183%20CLUB%20IM%20SURE%20copy.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/183%20CLUB%20IM%20SURE%20copy.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it is the ultimate puhlease. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116343356275020133?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116343356275020133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116343356275020133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116343356275020133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116343356275020133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahaahhahahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116335279289801484</id><published>2006-11-13T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:33:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayness. im done with I&amp;amp;R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK go - Don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit acting so friendly,&lt;br /&gt;don't nod, don't laugh all nicely.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you'll upend me,&lt;br /&gt;don't sigh, don't sip your iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say it's been a while,&lt;br /&gt;and don't flash that stupid smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me,&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me,&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me, ask me,&lt;br /&gt;ask me how I've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I've forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;you never liked that necklace.&lt;br /&gt;So cordial, so rotten,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kiss kiss let's meet for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't show up so on time,&lt;br /&gt;and don't act like you're so kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high on OK go, kenshin-sama and taiwan variety shows on cable. i think i can grow into becoming a loner. youtube is &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116335279289801484?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116335279289801484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116335279289801484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116335279289801484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116335279289801484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/yayness.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116322597025240052</id><published>2006-11-11T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T14:19:30.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heading to the gym with mel later. it really has been awhile huh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways im so late for tuition. it starts at 2. HAHA. but its raining laaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. before i forget, the reason for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/lows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/lows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the LOW lovers. a new scandal brewing hurhurhurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116322597025240052?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116322597025240052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116322597025240052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116322597025240052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116322597025240052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/heading-to-gym-with-mel-later.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116317745653375572</id><published>2006-11-11T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:50:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so debs not wanting to do her I&amp;R and wanting to get out of youtube/samurai X world, she decided to challenge herself by cooking spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/DSC00103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/DSC00103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the sauce was rather salty and was mushroom-less, but all in all i give 3.25 stars out of 5. hurrhurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i bought nutella, imma NUTELLA VERRGENE SEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. OP is over. soon PW will be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/DSC00081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mindy. HAHA.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/warp%2818%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mumtaz's: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/DSC00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my my, xiaoli looks extremely happy. CHUBS:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116317745653375572?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116317745653375572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116317745653375572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116317745653375572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116317745653375572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-so-debs-not-wanting-to-do-her-ir.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116295835837815595</id><published>2006-11-08T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:59:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wait, its op tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116295835837815595?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116295835837815595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116295835837815595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116295835837815595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116295835837815595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-wait-its-op-tomorrow-haha-bummer.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116291017965268385</id><published>2006-11-07T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:36:19.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mumtaz's today with shirlyn, shuf and clar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally over-ate(mumz just messaged and said she feels sick). theres just a hell lot of food over there. her mums a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gooooood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cook and mumz's cookies are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;delish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. we rented water boys, corpse bride, bencwarmers which we didnt watch and some french movie thats good but we couldnt pay attention due to noisy noisy parrots. her parrots are seriously damn squeaky and i just wanted to strangle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unglam photos are an understatement. was really much fun and love and being honest about fats in hidden places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmw im meeting wenjie at vivo then going to follow shufen to get her ezlink done before heading for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, btw, mummas left for nepal/india this morning. in a weird way, i miss her a tad. and ooh i got an idea for a new song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116291017965268385?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116291017965268385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116291017965268385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116291017965268385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116291017965268385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/mumtazs-today-with-shirlyn-shuf-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116273696361379204</id><published>2006-11-05T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:29:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought my phone today. hoorah!! my mum was in a hurry and so she was damn irritated by the whole damn world, so i asked her to go first la. then the guy said can as long as i have the ic. so before she left she threw the money onto the table and walked off. haha. then the guy said, "wah. is your mum always this fierce."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. what can i say. shufen was there also. and she was like wth. so scary. anyways. a rather draggy day in town. really really weird people in town. followed shuf to shop for her shorts and it was unsuccessful. all we did in the end was eat eat and eat. and i think there was a game going on around city hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about. training and pw tmw. my I&amp;amp;R is screwed, mr lim circled No for everything. HAHA. ok la. i shall go and watch jue shi hao bra on channel U. its damn senseless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116273696361379204?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116273696361379204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116273696361379204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116273696361379204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116273696361379204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/bought-my-phone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116248038455249371</id><published>2006-11-02T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:13:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hinder - lips of an angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;i guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really good to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;saying my name&lt;br /&gt;it sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;hearing those words&lt;br /&gt;it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;never want to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;with the lips of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pleasant conversation with yenkiat. its really been awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116248038455249371?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116248038455249371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116248038455249371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116248038455249371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116248038455249371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/hinder-lips-of-angel-well-my-girls-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116233035582229780</id><published>2006-11-01T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T05:32:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sun is going to rise in about an hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to the music makes me think of the times we had. my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo? haha. definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116233035582229780?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116233035582229780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116233035582229780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116233035582229780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116233035582229780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/11/sun-is-going-to-rise-in-about-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116230984532897477</id><published>2006-10-31T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:50:45.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stepping on dried leaves, hearing the crunch under my feet still makes my lips curl upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i know somethings dont change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116230984532897477?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116230984532897477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116230984532897477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116230984532897477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116230984532897477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/stepping-on-dried-leaves-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116227160567509380</id><published>2006-10-31T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:13:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too much to say.&lt;br /&gt;too hard to recap and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shufen, mr. legendary is so man. i &lt;3 mr. legendary. hurhurhurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116227160567509380?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116227160567509380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116227160567509380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116227160567509380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116227160567509380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/too-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116197065648889693</id><published>2006-10-28T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:37:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this whole week has been one rollercoaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll definetely miss you. you're one in a million racho.&lt;br /&gt;as a friend, i'd be selfish and want you to go private. so then at least you'd be the same level as us. you can sneak in. and we can give you notes. and we can all get through it together. but academically, it's safer to retain. guidance, and an extra year to learn all the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have i been in a class thats been so bonded. never have i had a class like 06a2. this year, has been a year of many firsts. never have i felt so accepted and at home. though im usually the butt of the jokes, frown smile, my hands are bananas, psycho-dolls, chins(stupid shirlyn), but in the end i know that we're all just one family. when one is down, all the rest will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, whatever path you choose. you are not alone. we're here. i cannot promise that we'll always be there, or for that fact, me. but we wont disappear entirely. next year is going to be hell for everyone of us. but i believe we can get through it. you, with your new found faith, your trust, your walk with Him. perhaps this was all in His way, to teach you something. a lesson that you'd learn and cherish for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you make me, i make you. we make we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. yes? without you in class, definetely going to be a void in all of our hearts. i know for yours especially. but soon, one by one, it will mend. and who knows what the future might bring. the man of your dreams might just be one year your junior. HAHA KIDDING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rachel ho i know wears her heart on her sleeve, is loved by many and wont give up without a fight. stay strong. it'll get you far. cause you have so much potential. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to rach: wherever you are, wherever you may be. you will find your place. cause you are rachel ho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116197065648889693?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116197065648889693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116197065648889693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116197065648889693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116197065648889693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-whole-week-has-been-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116153403300965677</id><published>2006-10-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:36:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so strange to talk to you, it feels so unnatural, too forced. is it cause we're too weary of what happened. even when we talk, its small talk. what happened to the 3hour conversations that were barely enough. now barely one minute and its already awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only see this getting worse. you're going into army soon.&lt;br /&gt;there'll be even less communication. not like theres much now anyways.&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be someone important. i know you know that.&lt;br /&gt;i think something is wrong with me. i think i tend to push people away and build up a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW at zihui's tmw and then training. i have to drag the laptop around which is a dread. and shufen is ponning. stupid woman. and my laptop charger is really wonky. i miss having the helium-floating feel, its been rather heavy these past few days. all i really wanna do is mope at home and be un-talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: choked on chicken pie just now and i think i have bits of it stuck in my nose. i can smell it. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116153403300965677?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116153403300965677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116153403300965677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116153403300965677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116153403300965677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-so-strange-to-talk-to-you-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116149576821116557</id><published>2006-10-22T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:42:48.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lot has happened since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hongkong accents, last minute PW sleepover at zihui's to cheong WR, selvans deepavali party which was great(beef, WOOHOO) and really screwed bridge. hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laguna beach is just the bitchiest thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;girls are more vicious than guys. scary scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have changed. i think the real world somehow hardened me and made me headstrong regarding certain issues. guess i've just started on this journey to find myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116149576821116557?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116149576821116557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116149576821116557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116149576821116557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116149576821116557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/lot-has-happened-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116117818960980138</id><published>2006-10-18T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:42:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ISFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Good Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/good-friend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always willing to listen&lt;br /&gt;Or lend a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;You're there through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;Many people consider you their "best friend"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its funny. how we're so close now and how we mean quite a lot to each other. everything does happen for a reason. i love 06a2, we flood the thanksgiving board :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit man. after training, i was damn tired. this is BAD. gotta start running again. but thosai and bandung with shufen after training was love. SHUFEN I LOVE YOU! MY COMFORTABLE SILENCE PARTNER! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;argh. other than that, my mood has been rather foul. all i want is to have some peace and quiet, and some alone time, is that too much to ask? man, i'm a bitch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116117818960980138?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116117818960980138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116117818960980138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116117818960980138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116117818960980138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-isfp-artist-you-are-gifted.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116109537055680676</id><published>2006-10-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:29:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww shucks.&lt;br /&gt;i watched a gay couple thrashing out what they disliked about each other on cable. i found it sweet, brave and damn cool! mind you, they look like guys with testosterone oozing out of their ears. but they were so gentle whilst the thrashing, that made me realise, all good, nice. gentle guys are gay. HAHAHA. OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im so sleepy. im gonna attempt to finish Schindler's List or at least a chapter of it. i suck at finishing a book. so much for wanting to do chem tutorial. oh yah, jade and i answered 9 out of 10 questions for lecture today. fun stuff! A, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twista - hope feat. faith evans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i'm hopeful, yes i am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopeful for today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take this music and use it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it take you away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and be hopeful, hopeful, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and He'll make a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know it aint easy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its ok, cause we hopeful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those out there who are a little blue, tired and are on the verge of giving up.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i know its sian and super ARGH but just pray, have faith and you can do it. i know you will pull through. just remember, whatever happens, theres always a plan for you. trust Him. He'll lead :]&lt;br /&gt;to all those taking their A's, its the last lap! come on! just chiong it. i dont know how im gonna survive next year, i'm starting to get quite scared yet exciting over it. but for now, it's PW and CHINESE time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116109537055680676?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116109537055680676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116109537055680676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116109537055680676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116109537055680676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/awww-shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116100980315758065</id><published>2006-10-16T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:54:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a good day. really thank God. geog and chem were a surprise. hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;played bridge and ms K saw, but i dont know why she didnt do anything.&lt;br /&gt;talked cock with the usual 6 of us plus a few other canoeing people. spice girls to sclub7, from fantasies to "my head is watermelon."&lt;br /&gt;ok, bus ride with !ho was heart to heart with quite a bit of comfortable silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love today.&lt;br /&gt;i love our class. thanks for all the encouragement. and to those who are really down in the dumps. WE WILL GET THROUGH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you know its going too fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;racing so hard you know it wont last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont you know, why cant you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;slow it down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;read the signs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you know just where you're going.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spice girls - stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. oh man. caf+06a2+free time = talkcock+laughter+love :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, im scary spice, rachho is ginger spice(girl power), mindy is sporty spice, shirlyn is posh spice and shufen is baby spice. HAHAHA. i swear its horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I FOUND MY OLD SPICE GIRLS CDS! HAHA. i can see school being havoc from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116100980315758065?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116100980315758065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116100980315758065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116100980315758065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116100980315758065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116092181591182619</id><published>2006-10-15T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:16:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank God i went to church today. it really spoke to me. how we should not doubt. how we should rise above it, knowing that Hes going through the situation with us. thanks joce, adriel and terence. somehow those few words made me feel better. LOVE YOU A LOT JOCE! all the best for the As, BCC girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother insisted on watching americas next top model even when i wanted to change the channel. haha wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ten years of being a rugger and still like that. maybe ruggers = girly deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smell like an indian now. murtabak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116092181591182619?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116092181591182619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116092181591182619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116092181591182619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116092181591182619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-god-i-went-to-church-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116085167247930831</id><published>2006-10-15T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T02:55:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things can change in just a split second.&lt;br /&gt;somehow this blog is my only source of release cause i can really make my point across without people saying i should do this cause it is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;can i just make a wrong?&lt;br /&gt;obligations? responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;if life is always about this, then life is a partypooper.&lt;br /&gt;im a little tired already. i'm a little spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears? tears are a norm.&lt;br /&gt;can i just stomp around and throw a tantrum?&lt;br /&gt;i hate and im tired of smiling for the sake of smiling.&lt;br /&gt;but how can i say no? how can i just let go?&lt;br /&gt;why is it that life is such a bitch, that the most important things/people hurt you the most.&lt;br /&gt;and why the heck am i so affected.&lt;br /&gt;when will the day come, when i can just be a total bitch and say no, i wont do it cause i dont feel like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think that day will never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate that i emo soo freaking often. im getting sick of hearing myself whine inside my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116085167247930831?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116085167247930831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116085167247930831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116085167247930831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116085167247930831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/things-can-change-in-just-split-second.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116084202153033705</id><published>2006-10-15T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:07:01.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;SHUFEN YOU DIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your favourite colour somemore. but then, i think you'd thank us soon enough la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you something about shufen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;freaking nice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;good emo(big window) partner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PRETTY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;has cool red specs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NOT A BAD CATCH AYE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes. so. HURHUR! everyone is disappearing except me la. so. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;shufen is dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!ho, operation &lt;strong&gt;MAFEN&lt;/strong&gt; starts now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116084202153033705?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116084202153033705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116084202153033705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116084202153033705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116084202153033705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/shufen-you-die-in-your-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116073914580368026</id><published>2006-10-13T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:32:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>regret:&lt;br /&gt;1. to feel sorrow or remorse for&lt;br /&gt;2. a sense of loss, disappointment, dissatisfaction, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really understand regret until it actually happens. i always assume i'll scrape through.&lt;br /&gt;this time round im not really sure. and inside is this mix of emotions thats just bottled inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think ive only been proud of myself once. that was during streaming in sec 2, when i made it through to triple science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think&lt;br /&gt;im the worst person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is hide under the covers and not face the world nor the disappointment with myself, nor the disappointment i bring to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116073914580368026?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116073914580368026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116073914580368026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116073914580368026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116073914580368026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/regret-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116067027144400263</id><published>2006-10-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:24:31.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far i got E for maths, C for chinese and D for GP. oh man. its kinda sucky. but ok la. i dont expect much for that 2 weeks of 3/4 pia-ing. i need at least a subpass for geog and econs to promote. haha chem is gone la. so whatever. ive never banged on chinese to help me promote until now. so queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. HAHA. the few of us have been playing bridge in school. i swear im addicted. SJI alliance is the most screwed up alliance ever. we dont kill each other, but our cards are just DAMN BAD. like a queen and jack for each suit but no trumps. haha, our no trump bids are horrendously messy. now im on a quest to teach the whole class how to play bridge. selvan is a bitch la. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luke: "eh play bridge!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "set!"&lt;br /&gt;selvan: "set!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "you know how to play ah!"&lt;br /&gt;selvan: "DUH!! please la!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "okok. 1 diamond. selvan you bidding?"&lt;br /&gt;selvan: "how to arrange the cards first ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im boycotting his deepavali party i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to far east to cut hair with shirn, mong, eng and guek. bumped into esmond and terri. got a free trim at rav and then was shihlin dinner at the benches, listening to laoda "singing" and laughing at my unglamness. the shihlin guy likes mindy, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.  i took one hour to write this wth. ok i shall go and watch tokyo drift now, alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116067027144400263?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116067027144400263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116067027144400263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116067027144400263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116067027144400263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-has-been-weird-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116050175080206940</id><published>2006-10-11T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:35:50.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohum.&lt;br /&gt;havent blogged for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: OK-goers day. sleepover. dancing, videos.&lt;br /&gt;tues: pw sucks. sit ups, crunches, fell asleep from 5-9 while lifting dumbells. woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmw is amazing race. ownage man. ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking through old photos. haha post MI days which were pro sji-cjc. one photo explains it all. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/my%20loves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/my%20loves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one zero zero zero zero zero zero cruel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're a million ways to be cruel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116050175080206940?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116050175080206940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116050175080206940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116050175080206940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116050175080206940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/hohum.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116032277862055197</id><published>2006-10-08T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:52:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you are the one, the one&lt;br /&gt;that lies close to me.&lt;br /&gt;whispers, "hello,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you quite terribly."&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love, in love&lt;br /&gt;with you suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;now theres no place else&lt;br /&gt;i could be but here in your arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellogoodbye be rocking. BAND GEEKS! BAND GEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought shoes today with wenjie today. haha we've got rocking taste. dragon baby! haha. hurr, i'm looking forward to school tmw and see what else we can do to bring our rep even lower haha. then stayover! OH YAY! so exciting. dancing and good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so goooodd. shufen and i are talking about what if's. its really quite mind blowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116032277862055197?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116032277862055197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116032277862055197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116032277862055197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116032277862055197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-one-one-that-lies-close-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116024487606063615</id><published>2006-10-08T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T04:13:30.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. funny screwed up convo with mindy and !ho. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion is, russell peters performed in little india cause hes indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been one heck of a weekend. practically met up with everyone. yesterday with the class. 06a2, oh man. real fun. today went out with resh and yusra. resh is still so gay. ahh yusra. stupid bitch. nothing much to say except it was just a meetup that had much comfortable silence on my part. hurr. bought a top. tmw wenjie's accompanying me to buy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. friendster pisses me off. always playing stupid tricks on me. i cant stalk in peace from now on. kns. it'll be one more week of "eh that girl". but as our class friendster says, "we have a bad rep" so whatever la. haha. youtube is much much better :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0XxI-hvPRRA" width="295" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMOSH IS DA BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHa_qiBOtvE" width="295" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah nerds are hot :] bad/funny techno makes the night seem better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Jmlora2Xkc" width="295" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUE-4FbM_XI" width="295" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band geeks i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RbdbVhBGETQ" width="295" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg call me pro. this morning at 03:53 am, deborah chia owned the first 30 secs of this video, after much floorburns on her soles. more to be owned when the rest come and stayover on monday! YAY YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i better go to sleep. meeting wenjie around 12. WOOHOOS! SHOES HERE I COME! i have this weird urge to meet 06a2 and play soccer. HAHA. we'd wake up the whole of singapore with our screams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116024487606063615?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116024487606063615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116024487606063615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116024487606063615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116024487606063615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116015629624070573</id><published>2006-10-07T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:01:41.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since, i'm still up and talking to ben, i think i shall edit the old post.&lt;br /&gt;out with the class today. today marked the end of promos. but it hasnt really sunked in yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little miss sunshine is really good. its very easy to relate to. a simple movie with a damn panicky, frenzied plot with really suppressed characters. dysfunctional family but they know they've got each others back. i love dwayne. haha hes damn sweet! he's got the real emo hairdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much laughter in long johns over frown and smile &gt;:) even more in this fashion. took hell load of photos with random people(animal costumes and nyp people in bathrobes)on the streets, danced in the middle of orchard road, wished people merry christmas. i would have wanted to stay out longer but the haze was a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres to more little miss sunshine, laughter and love. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/PIC_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/PIC_0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. PLEASE WATCH THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RO10s_HK6d0" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben's apt in zurich is shittynehneh nice. i cant wait till he comes back. i miss the old band quite a bit. argh, debs just go and sleep. the lack of sleep is making you emo. NIGHT WORLD! rmb to watch my hands are bananas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116015629624070573?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116015629624070573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=116015629624070573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116015629624070573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/116015629624070573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/since-im-still-up-and-talking-to-ben-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-116003759303234970</id><published>2006-10-05T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:47:08.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sianiest thing is when, you know how to do, but theres not enough time, and you panic and then forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;my relationship with maths is very very love-hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. cant wait for tmw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has played such a big part in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i could have gotten through this without Him.&lt;br /&gt;its been amazing, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i had to leave the house to study cause my mum had her cellgroup over. i needed something big to carry my calculator and all that crap so i just took my old pencil box. i was really about to give up and lose hope for maths. and then when i opened the front zipper, i found my old sermon notes and the first thing i read was "Do not doubt a single bit. Do not be afraid. God's got your back. When you doubt, you sink." instant comfort, no doubt :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my recent obsession, THE SPACESHOTS :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause youre all that matters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i wanna skip it to the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and promise the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise little girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the spasms and swirls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get the record straight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you can wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll promise the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-116003759303234970?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/116003759303234970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;in your eyes i see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a darkness that torments you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and in your head where it dwells.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd give you my hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you reach out and grab it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lets walk away from this hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hell called life, oh yes. life sucks take drugs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study or no study, i think its gonna be a repeat of CTs.&lt;br /&gt;i prayed. i studied harder than ever. but. i dont know&lt;br /&gt;i'm really in doubt now.&lt;br /&gt;God's hand is on this now. i have no power over this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna take a work application form from macs on friday.&lt;br /&gt;see you all there next year after school.&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you extra fries :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. wenjie, thanks for cheering me up. really thanks :]&lt;br /&gt;one line one mark. so 8 pages = 2874982374982374928401 marks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115987237061424236?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115987237061424236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115987237061424236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115987237061424236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115987237061424236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-your-eyes-i-see-darkness-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115981809673470090</id><published>2006-10-03T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T03:41:36.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you haven't noticed, i've been blogging at unearthly hours.&lt;br /&gt;hurr. im feeling fresh and awake after my shower.&lt;br /&gt;gonna finish up econs. firms. and then im done :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe im amazed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the way you help me sing my song,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right me when im wrong,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe im amazed at the way i really need you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax, listen to good music and study econs. hurr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115981809673470090?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115981809673470090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115981809673470090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115981809673470090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115981809673470090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-havent-noticed-ive-been_03.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115972770162499283</id><published>2006-10-02T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:35:01.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i should be studying but i did something entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;i read all my old testimonials on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OMG. I WAS SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROSS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE IT. GROSS TO THE MAX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115972770162499283?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115972770162499283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115972770162499283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115972770162499283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115972770162499283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115972538137209684</id><published>2006-10-02T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T01:56:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh. theres a bug flying somewhere above me. pesky shit. i hope you fly straight into the light and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so after falling asleep twice on my bed just now. i decided to get up and sit at the dining table to read my geog notes. damn tv. damn the worldwideweb. KNS. bloody ass distractions. oh boy. damn cable. argh. *note to self* GET OUT OF THE HOUSE TO STUDY TMW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. was only rather productive towards the end of studying at rach's gym. HAHA. yeah. lifting weights, pirouetting, treadmill-ing at the speed of 1.0 while reading geog notes. hurr. so i finished two sets of geog notes at her house today. and im trying to finish my third. i have two more to go before i finish human geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to yusra just now. i kinda miss them. maybe i didnt leave stmargs empty handed afterall. maybe i was wrong all along. but other than that, i dont know why i never really loved stmargs. i think it was the wrong class(hurr. nerd alert!) but still. it was very unfamily, to me la. when i sang "charity, patience, devotion, lets make known" i never ever felt the sense of pride as i do now when i sing, "up saints, truest fame". theres just something different now. and no, its not the boys(HAHA. COOTIES) its the class. haha. 06A2, HELLO :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please die ana,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for as long as you're here we're not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make the sound of laughter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sharpened nails seem softer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115972538137209684?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115972538137209684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115972538137209684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115972538137209684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115972538137209684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/10/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115962808815004671</id><published>2006-09-30T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:05:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH. oh man. horrendous video please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fi3GLWqf7zA" width="320" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRR. yah i know. GROSS. bad hair day it was. anyways, that was our dedication to ash the night she left for leeds. that was like..a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash, i miss you loads. bakchormee after church at BK just isnt the same without you.&lt;br /&gt;love you ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love leads to laughter,&lt;br /&gt;love leads to pain,&lt;br /&gt;with you by my side i feel good times again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/IMG_3003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/IMG_3003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/IMG_3003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today was church. i barely listened to the sermon. i was damn distracted. left thinking about a lot of things. but anyways. had dinner with the rest at the usual dinnerspot(BK). bakchormee was not as satifying as i would have liked it to be. aye, but was good fun with taks, seb, grace and jacob comparing old photos with tak. how cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/HAHAHAHA%20TOLD%20U!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/HAHAHAHA%20TOLD%20U%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taks then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/cheekopeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/cheekopeh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taks now. how cute aww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115962808815004671?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115962808815004671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115962808815004671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115962808815004671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115962808815004671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115952834794723059</id><published>2006-09-29T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:12:27.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a rather exciting day. maths consultation was DA BOMB. byebye queen of sigma, welcome hunk of sigma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrr. today mumz scared nerd away and spotted stalker. i think we striked out upteen times today.&lt;br /&gt;so the theory goes.&lt;br /&gt;stalker stalks mumz. nerd felt guilty, thus he left the library. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after consultation we headed to the caf and being hungry, we pooled all our money together which came round to $4.45. bought 2 tastys, one pocky, one pineapple, one banana, one crunch, 2 wangwangs. cool shit i tell you. we couldnt finish it so we gave it to siying. much fun in the caf. much laughing, much teasing, much inventing of meaningless bo-liao theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways talked to selvan online last night.&lt;br /&gt;deja entendu says:&lt;br /&gt;i was drinking that and watching some indian dance. the woman just popped out of a tree man, for no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deja entendu says:&lt;br /&gt;damn indian shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hes so funny. he said he drank 5 shots of remy before that. i think he found out that mathani was sitting with ragu at the caf after tamil paper. sigh. poor boy. see what unrequitted love can do to a person. this is damn drama, this should go on oprah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115952834794723059?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115952834794723059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115952834794723059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115952834794723059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115952834794723059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-rather-exciting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115946665873649699</id><published>2006-09-29T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T02:04:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>but then again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it really worth the heartache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how everything and everyone is linked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115946665873649699?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115946665873649699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115946665873649699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115946665873649699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115946665873649699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/but-then-again-is-it-really-worth.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115938376828835194</id><published>2006-09-28T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T04:50:52.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its times like these, where you feel overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;and you wonder.&lt;br /&gt;whats the next step? where do i go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll never be the person you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, if i weren't me, i think i'd jack myself till i died. (this is at 1 30 am in the morning, feeling really emo and frustrated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 am in the morning, im feeling better. i think listening to worship songs brings peace and comfort. i just finished the usefulness part of EoM. after reliability i'm saying byebye to you, EoM. dont worry i will remember to use you to wipe my ass.&lt;br /&gt;my neck is somewhat aching. oh wells. back to PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am, yay. pw is done. im gonna take a shit and a hot shower. drink a cuppa. burn the midnight oil baby. i'm excited about my date with econs and coffee :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.55am i shat, showered, arranged my papers and clipped them together. my dining table light burnt out i think so i gotta use the living room light. so, whoopeee. so exciting. i really must promote. oh man. Oh Lord, help me please, extend my time to study, make me productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.5 am. whatver overnight oil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115938376828835194?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115938376828835194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115938376828835194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115938376828835194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115938376828835194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-times-like-these-where-you-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115936015982671257</id><published>2006-09-27T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:29:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. chinese is a confirmed 'A'. im so pro that a sheet of my 'zi dian' flew away during the exam and i'm missing about 10 pages of Z. so lets move on, shall we? uh huh&lt;br /&gt;lets see. maths 2/10 and 3/25. im so gonna top maths. so much for pia-ing the previous tests.&lt;br /&gt;econs 13/30. why? check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/STUPID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/STUPID.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know with me around, the economy will boom for sure. yes, BOOM. and mr pehs nice words of encouragement, "WAKE UP!" HAHA. at least he wrote a 'good' for writing dominant firms. eh, a 13 is not bad ok, when i only just read through the summary of characteristics for market spectrum. if i didnt screw up dd ss i think id have gotten 17, which would have been my first pass for econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EoM is still left undone. ooh i cant wait for PW to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shall go shower and do eom and die die must finish market spectrum by tonight. im so not sleeping tonight. GAHH. i'm going full throttle(i hope). promos, see you in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw MUMTAZ! GET WELL SOON! WE ALL NEED SOME OF YOUR HORNINESS IN CLASS!!! LOVE :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115936015982671257?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115936015982671257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115936015982671257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115936015982671257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115936015982671257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/woohoos.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115920107335301404</id><published>2006-09-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:17:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyones got their own stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;everyones got their own secrets to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is 'scary and damaged' in their own way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115920107335301404?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115920107335301404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115920107335301404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115920107335301404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115920107335301404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/everyones-got-their-own-stories-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115904346972853568</id><published>2006-09-24T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:14:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wil stop the emozxshitzx from now on. i'm still up theres church at 10. my brains still working cause of maths. yah, so much for being the queen of sigma. ah bloody shitzels. i got dethroned by my TYS. basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/maths%20sucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. what was i doing in june when i could have at least gaodim-ed my CTs? yeah. GG debs, GG. mapling 24/7, GG moreso, yenkiat chong and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;brinda&lt;/span&gt;. GROSS. the smell stays. totally ZMMLAFFYOUASSALICIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, totally chanced upon stalkers blog, which was scary. random thought, soccer is fun. pe is fun. we should mud-wrestle during pe :] and rabbits blog is how funny. i think shot a lot of peesai out my nose. and ngak can be my king of sigma anyday babeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;payalebarsucksballszxsdanksudhasua. bloody bad place to study crap. the only thing i could think of was the pasar malam and ramly burgers. in the end i bought a cheapo pack of rubberbands and repressing of myself to buy pseudo sinma clips. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guanfen, you still havent tour-ed me around amk to shop at sinma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so much for my MRT red line, green line, purple line theory which i excitedly thought was 100% proven, but got jacked like hell. OH FINE. KNS.&lt;/span&gt; maybe it just works for my non-existant circle of friends. purple line = panas di sini. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;across the night,&lt;br /&gt;was the moon who stole my slumber.&lt;br /&gt;across the night,&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with people sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta love the !ho yo'. !ho's favourite: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/1600/horror%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/horror%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she cams-whores him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115904346972853568?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115904346972853568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;so damn screwed.&lt;br /&gt;screwed to the very core of my bones.&lt;br /&gt;promos are like a few days away and im still struggling hell with APGP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EoM and GP are haunting me constantly. maths still a mystery. geog and econs untouched. dont even mention chem i ponned for 3 weeks straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. the only thought on my mind is, 'debs you are gonna get kicked out of sa.'&lt;br /&gt;im trying to try. but i dont know if im trying hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;this is the first freaking time i cried over studies. over maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one phrase can truly describe what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks, take drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115902565815056103?l=strikeyoureout.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-34461990.post-115885181592965889</id><published>2006-09-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:16:55.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man. depressing day.&lt;br /&gt;real depressing day.&lt;br /&gt;i hate promos.&lt;br /&gt;promos = stress = blur and muddleheaded = a lot of stuff lost.&lt;br /&gt;i almost brokedown. thank God for laoda, !ho, shuf and mumz. i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stalker stalked again. now with pictures. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still there was laughter.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe it wont be that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;much haha-hehe-hoho in the caf about laodas new eyecandy with style yo' and forks stuck in entangled curly hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115885181592965889?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115885181592965889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115885181592965889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115885181592965889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115885181592965889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115875749764160023</id><published>2006-09-20T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T04:48:14.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today?&lt;br /&gt;haha. yantangs everywhere. everyone spotted. practically the whole week has been this deb-sees-everyone-elses-except-hers. hai. BUT. this week, i've confirmed that i have a stalker. HAHA. my stalker is KOOL SEH. haha. yes yes. scary shit yo'. but i think his pants are rather tight. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahya. kns. i tell you. the yantangs are the ones stalking us yes. everywhere we go, they are there. from the caf to busstops. so jade was saying, that maybe they have a 06a2-ers club. and on the last day of school they'll bring a rose and go on bended knees, just like boyz II men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today shufen said she concluded smth about me. she said that i dont go for chinese. only malays and indians. and chinese who look malay. oh uh oh uh, uh oh uh oh, oh. btw, school politics is LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite emo la today. much to do. much to think about. much to feel inferior about(haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be lonely,&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115875749764160023?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115875749764160023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115875749764160023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115875749764160023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115875749764160023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115851398781136316</id><published>2006-09-18T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T01:26:27.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy happy happy happyhigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today starbucked with happyhighs. it was highly productive. got the gist of intergration after irritating the hell out of rachong. dont believe, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/Picture%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahaha. ok but i know she still loves me. AHHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/Picture%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6026/2344/320/Picture%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i love them. happyhigh yes. starbucks rocks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tmw its school with !rachos ipod speakers and many many ipods and sing to clay aiken's &lt;em&gt;measure &lt;/em&gt;of a man(for mindy and !racho) and backstreet boys. oh man. i cant see myself anywhere but here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lord, i pray you guide us through this crucial period.&lt;br /&gt;i pray you help us promote as a class.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that you will help us make good use&lt;br /&gt;of whatever time we have left&lt;br /&gt;that we will be productive and focused.&lt;br /&gt;give us the discipline.&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus's name,&lt;br /&gt;Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115851398781136316?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115851398781136316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115851398781136316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115851398781136316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115851398781136316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-happy-happy-happy-happyhigh-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115842578091522896</id><published>2006-09-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:56:20.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>main topic of the post: project work sucks&lt;br /&gt;i hate i hate i hate. its screwing up my life. on the bus to tuition, during tuition, on the bus back from tuition. it was all i could think about. gross. its such a pisser off-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mindy is pretty. stop denying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i was wondering what if i did not come to SA. i would not have known the people that i hold so dearly now. i wondered what if i stayed in JJ, or got in successfully into CJ. i think i would really be some idiot running around with no purpose in life. i guess SA people really settled me down. they made me a better christian. ive changed. no doubt in that. i hope ive changed for the better.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I HOPE I PROMOTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somewhat a sigh of relief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know that i'll miss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115842578091522896?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115842578091522896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115842578091522896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115842578091522896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115842578091522896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/main-topic-of-post-project-work-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</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-34461990.post-115832800672840903</id><published>2006-09-15T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T04:53:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand new beginning. yes. that sounds rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets just say. im one of the founder of the post it on my diary and been in too many damn strikes to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today. mindy striked two this week. HAHA. rather embarrassing. i think he has spies. hes spying on mindy and rach. man oh man.&lt;br /&gt;and rachel, oh my darling rachel. the ol' olympic pole vaulter. oh yes. "shes got style, shes got grace, shes a winner." her landing on her bum outside the SC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATU day today, cause its all about us(lust).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling rather lonely and empty without my neeon :(&lt;br /&gt;i cant listen to, "i'll make love to you" and maneater and nerds song.&lt;br /&gt;studying will be a bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really hate PW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34461990-115832800672840903?l=strikeyoureout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/feeds/115832800672840903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34461990&amp;postID=115832800672840903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115832800672840903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34461990/posts/default/115832800672840903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strikeyoureout.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovegeeks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386434337786256165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
